Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Chapter 9-A Fallen Leaf

Dharma Academy.

The black devilish energy was overwhelming, madly shrouded in all directions. All the Shaolin Temple disciples who were invaded by the devilish energy were confused and quickly perished.

In the depths of the rich black magic energy, a faint light of Buddha was slowly burning like candlelight.

The Buddha’s light is misty, struggling to contend with the black magic energy.

But obviously, this Buddha’s light won’t last long. Once the Buddha’s light goes out, Shaolin Temple will become a demon world on earth.

“President Huiwen, give up, you will never think of how terrifying the power of the Demon Buddha is!”

Reality is slow and reasonable.

Now that all the heads of the Shaolin Temple have lost their ability to resist, Abbot Huiwen can’t hold on for long, and the truth is already in his grasp.

“Fortunately, I brought the heads of the courtyard and the abbot to the Moroccan Temple. Otherwise, once someone leaves and uses the Shaolin Temple’s heritage, I am afraid that the destruction of Shaolin Temple will not go so smoothly.”

A trace of complacency flashed through the expression of authenticity.

Shaolin Temple is a major Martial Dao in the world. Even if there is no first-rank saint monk to sit in, the foundation it possesses is enough to stop him.

However.

No matter how strong the background is, someone has to use it.

But now, all the people in Shaolin Temple who can make use of its heritage have been swept away by him.

Just when Zhen Xing was about to take action and completely solve Abbot Huiwen, his face suddenly changed as if he felt something.

“This is?”

Zhenxing suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In the sense of truthfulness, a breath of the most radiant yang seemed like a sharp sword, easily breaking through the mighty black devil energy.

The endless black demon energy is formed by the power of the demon Buddha. Although it is illusory, even the second rank Practitioner will be caught in it if it is not careful.

But in front of this breath of the most radiant yang, the black magic energy was like thin paper, and it shattered at the touch of it.

The next moment.

This breath crossed a distance of thousands of meters, and came to the truth in a flash.

“not good!!”

The true sex scalp exploded, and was about to retreat violently.

However, it was too late.

The breath of the Sunshine Sun directly penetrates the real forehead, and a ‘swish’ falls on the thousand-year-old clock behind him.

block! !

The magnificent bell ringed.

“I……”

Zhen Xing’s eyes were blank, and his body exploded.

Losing the source of the devil energy, the mighty devil energy that enveloped a small part of Shaolin Temple dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Abbot Huiwen, who was about to explode and wanted to severely inflict a serious injury on his authenticity, suddenly stunned.

He couldn’t even think of it in his dreams, but his true nature blew himself up first…

“wrong.”

“Not blew up.”

“Someone shot it.”

Abbot Huiwen is worthy of being the second rank Practitioner of the old brand, and he realized something immediately.

at this time.

Hum! ! !

The faint demon energy condensed, and a new ‘authenticity’ was re-condensed next to it.

“I’m dead?”

Really cold sweat.

If it weren’t for the ‘replacement technique’ in the Demon Buddha’s inheritance, he would have really died at this moment.

But even so, there is no luck in the true nature, because the’replacement technique’ is a forbidden technique, and each descendant of the Demon Buddha can only use it once in his life, which is equivalent to a second life.

Zhenxing’s face turned pale, and she looked at the thousand-year-old clock not far away.

I saw a withered yellow leaf running through the ancient clock.

“A fallen leaf?”

“I actually died on a fallen leaf?”

Zhenxing made a huge wave in his heart.

If he died on a certain Divine Armament weapon, he would recognize it.

But a fallen leaf…

What kind of existence is it that can kill him with a leaf that can no longer be ordinary?

The truth is unimaginable.

“and also……”

Zhenxing touched the center of his eyebrows, and even if he survived with the ‘death-for-death technique’, he felt a faintly radiant breath following his eyebrows, continuously dissolving the demonic energy in his body.

Under the suppression of this utterly strong and yang breath, the true strength does not exist, and I am afraid that it can’t even beat the capital of the third rank hospital.

“The Shaolin Temple is really unfathomable…”

Zhenxing glanced at Abbot Huiwen, who was also shocked, and knew that he should leave.

If you don’t leave, you will not only destroy the Shaolin Temple, but you will also be planted here.

Thinking of this, Zhen Xing turned into a magical shadow without hesitation, and fleeed away.

Abbot Huiwen saw this scene, but there was nothing to do.

Although the true nature is greatly damaged, why is he not?

After being attacked by the true nature and invaded by the devilish energy, Abbot Huiwen’s injury at the moment was much heavier than the true nature.

…

Outside Shaolin Temple.

A magic shadow rushed frantically.

“Damn damn damn it.”

“It’s almost, it’s almost!!!”

Really hate and go crazy.

It is true that the descendants of the Demon Buddha can enter the second rank or even the first rank in a short period of time with the strengthening of magic thoughts.

But every descendant of the Demon Buddha’s character was completely distorted, and his life goal was to destroy Shaolin Temple.

Moreover, the life span of the descendants of the Demon Buddha is very short, and will die of old age at most five years.

“The person who just shot, killed me with fallen leaves, at least the first rank Grand Great Master.”

“And it’s still that kind of extremely powerful first rank Grand Great Master!”

“Aren’t there no holy monks in Shaolin Temple?”

Zhenxing took a deep breath and looked back at Shaolin Temple: “That first-rank Grand Great Master, shouldn’t he come after him?”

It’s just that when the truthfulness was slightly relieved.

A calm voice sounded unhurriedly.

“Are you looking for me?”

boom! ! !

The real hairs stand upright, and he instantly looks at the source of the sound.

I saw a man in a gray monk robe looking at him.

“You are?”

Zhenxing only felt that Su Qin was a little familiar.

Before he was enchanted, even though he was a genius in Luohanyuan, he still worshiped Shaolin Temple at the same time as Su Qin.

But Su Qin was just a sweeping monk, and he wouldn’t even take a look at it.

“It’s you!”

Truth’s thoughts quickly turned, and finally it sounded who Su Qin was.

In any case, Su Qin was a disciple of the “Zhen” generation with him after all. When he came to the Shaolin Temple together, Zhen Xing also said a few words with Su Qin.

However, as Su Qin was assigned to the Handyman Yard and became a sweeping monk, Zhen Xing never contacted Su Qin again.

From the perspective of true nature, he and Su Qin are destined to be two types of people, no matter if it is now or in the future, it is impossible to walk together.

Even now, the true nature has become the heir of the Demon Buddha, and he didn’t even think about Su Qin To put in one’s eyes.

“When did you get here?”

The more he looked at Su Qin’s true nature, the more he was frightened.

Although Su Qin looked like an ordinary person in front of him at the moment, without internal energy fluctuations, but the more so, the more he felt wrong.

Who is he?

Descendants of Demon Buddha! Even if he is hit hard now, the aura that he can reveal at will is enough to make an ordinary Practitioner heart tremble, let alone an ordinary person like Qin?

If Su Qin is really an ordinary person, should he be so scared that his legs are weak at the moment?

Just when his true nature was uncertain, Su Qin looked calm, and said something that made him change color:

“When I was hit by me, I didn’t even die. Demon Buddha is really not easy.”

boom!

The expression of true nature froze, and his figure retreated several hundred meters, as if facing a major enemy, as if facing the danger of life and death.

“Who are you?”