Section 597

Around the temple, there were fierce wolves, circling around the temple, with saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths.

In the small temple, an old monk in ragged clothes and unkempt hair was sleeping soundly, and he didn't seem to notice the wolves around him.

Soon, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, he looked in the direction of Mount Xumi, and the whole person disappeared in an instant...

In the far west, in the desert.

An old monk was leading a camel, looking for water. His face was dry and his lips were chapped. It can be seen that he was very thirsty at the moment.

"Water... water source!"

The old monk was suddenly overjoyed because a water source appeared in front of him. He hurriedly led the camel to roar for water, and then quickly drank a few mouthfuls.

"Cough cough cough!"

Perhaps he drank too hard and choked himself.

"Huff huff!"

The camel next to him screamed, as if laughing at the old monk.

The old monk scolded the camel, "You evil creature, I saw that you and I had a connection, so I brought you with me and gave you the opportunity to listen to the Dharma. But all along the way, you only knew how to eat and couldn't even carry me a distance. What's the use of you?"

When the camel heard this, it immediately rushed towards the old monk and knocked him into the water.

Puff!

The old monk climbed out of the water, his clothes full of mud and sand.

The camel shook its tail and swaggered away.

"You beast..."

The old monk was furious and was about to chase him, but suddenly his eyes fixed and his figure disappeared in an instant...

Tiandu.

An old monk in ragged clothes and old clothes was bowing his head with every step he took, chanting Buddhist words. A big bump had appeared on his forehead, but he didn't care and continued to kneel and walk forward.

The people on the street showed admiration. They knew that this was an ascetic monk who came from the west and bowed his head with every step he took. It didn't know how many years it took him to reach Tiandu.

"Mom! Why does this old man kowtow every time he takes a step?"

A little girl asked, holding a woman's hand.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously answered: "Because he is a high-level monk!"

"What is a high-level monk?"

The little girl tilted her head, her big eyes full of curiosity.

The woman thought for a moment, and then said: "Respect with body, speech, and heart is a high-level monk!"

"Oh..."

The little girl seemed to understand.

"Ah! The old man flew away!"

Suddenly, the little girl pointed to the location where the old monk was just now.

The woman saw that the old monk just now had disappeared. She was shocked and knew that she had met a real master!

......

"Roar!"

In Mount Xumi, a huge holy ape held a huge stick and roared continuously.

A golden giant hand fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, shattering the sky, and directly covering the entire Mount Xumi.

The holy ape roared and rushed towards the golden giant hand with a huge stick.

Boom!

Suddenly, Mount Xumi shook.

The holy ape was directly suppressed to the ground by the golden giant hand.

"Roar!"

The holy ape roared and struggled constantly, trying to break free from the suppression of the golden giant hand, but it was useless.

Lin Chen stood in the void, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the power of the golden giant hand increased, and the holy ape was directly crushed and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Puff!"

The holy ape was destroyed, and the old ape spit out a mouthful of blood. There were dense cracks on his body, and blood gushed out from the cracks. He was almost destroyed and looked very miserable.

"Brother Liaokong!"

The old monk who was sweeping the floor saw that the old ape was seriously injured, and he rushed over.

But he saw Lin Chen raised his hand to kill him.

Boom!

The old monk reacted very quickly, but was hit by a punch on his body.

Half of his body turned directly into blood mist, which was extremely tragic.

"Attack!"

Di Lingyuan and Fan Huiyin saw that the two old monks were defeated, and they immediately took action.

Emperor Lingyuan offered a long sword, which seemed to come from the abyss, with a strange eye on it.

This is the eye of the abyss. When you are in the abyss of death, the abyss is also staring at you.

According to him, he was born in the Burial God Abyss.

His father is Emperor Shizun, so what about his mother?

What is the relationship with the Burial God Abyss?

His origin is great, but his identity is shrouded in mystery.

The sword in his hand exudes the same aura as the Burial God Abyss, which is extremely terrifying and very unusual.

If this sword explodes completely, it is estimated that the entire Xumi Mountain will be razed to the ground in an instant.

The nine-color lotus pattern on Fan Huiyin's eyebrows exudes a terrifying aura, as if a great Bodhisattva of Good Fortune is sealed inside, which is extremely mysterious.

She holds the Buddhist treasure, the Eight-Part Pagoda.

The pagoda is divided into eight floors, and there is a Buddhist holy artifact in each floor. It is very terrifying. When this tower comes out, all Buddhas will sing together, and all evil will disappear. It is very powerful.

Lin Chen looked at Di Lingyuan calmly and said, "Even if the Burial God Abyss is in front of me, it can't make much waves. You are just holding a sword from the Burial God Abyss, what can you do?"

Di Lingyuan pondered and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Ye, I'm sorry!"

"Save the life and forgive the sins, and the sword will break the reincarnation!"

Di Lingyuan slashed at Lin Chen with a sword.

This sword is very terrifying, with both the holy Buddha light and the strange power from the Burial God Abyss.

Lin Chen's eyes are indifferent, and he shook his head and said, "The sword is good, but it's a pity that your swordsmanship is not good, it's a bit of a waste!"

As soon as the words fell, a bronze sword appeared in front of Lin Chen.

Swish!

Lin Chen held the bronze sword, his figure flashed, and he slashed at Di Lingyuan.

This sword, there is no fancy, just a simple slash!

The way of the sword is simple, there are actually only three moves.

Draw the sword, swing the sword, and return the sword!

Clang!

Although it is a simple sword, it carries the power of supreme killing. The bronze sword trembles and makes a high-pitched sound, deafening.

Sword energy bursts out, and cold light bursts out.

Boom!

The bronze sword and the sword of the abyss collide with each other.

The terrifying power aftermath is centered on this, sweeping out in all directions, destroying everything in its path, with extremely strong destructive power.

Crack!

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

The abyss broke instantly, and the bronze sword slashed towards Emperor Lingyuan.

Swish!

Emperor Lingyuan's face changed slightly, and he retreated immediately.

Ten thousand meters away, Emperor Lingyuan appeared again, holding the broken sword of the abyss, one arm had disappeared, and he was wearing a gray divine robe, which exuded a strange abyss breath.

At this moment, the gray divine clothes were damaged, and there was a hideous sword wound on his chest, and gray blood flowed out from it.

"......"

Emperor Lingyuan looked extremely solemn, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Lin Chen.

If it weren't for the gray divine clothes protecting his body, he would have been split in half.

You know, both the Abyss Sword and the gray divine clothes were left by his mother, representing a taboo.

It can't be broken without extreme power.

But at this moment, the Abyss Sword has been broken, and the gray divine clothes are even more damaged, which is enough to show how terrible Lin Chen's sword just now was...

Chapter 630 Three Old Monks

Boom!

On the side, Fan Huiyin has already killed Lin Chen with the Eight-Part Pagoda Tower, and the terrifying pressure bursts out, destroying the world.

The Sanskrit sounds in the tower are like thunder and drums, deafening, and making people feel numb.