Tian Yuan Chapter 1171 The fierce old monk

Many magical powers, including even the forbidden arts and secrets of the ancient tribe, can hardly break through the old monk's protective barrier.

"Something's not right."

Such a hard barrier made the ancient people put away their initial contempt, and their expressions gradually became serious, and even a little worried.

"Stop hiding it, show some real skills."

I thought that if we attack together, we can control the old monk at will. Now it seems that is not the case.

The old monk's performance exceeded everyone's expectations, with a hint of weirdness.

Many strong men smelled some dangerous atmosphere, frowned and tensed their minds.

"Lao Na seems to have heard the Buddha's mantra, summoning all the donors to go to the West to wash away their sins and achieve great enlightenment."

The old monk suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, as evil as a demon.

The sound was hollow, as if coming from the abyss, and the souls of all who heard it trembled.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of phantoms of Buddha appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, with golden light and solemnity.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The faces of the heroes changed, and each stood on one side.

"Don't waste time, show your true skills."

The strong men of the Shangyou Ancient Clan were the first to take action, taking out the Ultimate Taoist Soldiers and urging them with all their strength.

As soon as the Taoist soldiers moved, a crack tens of thousands of miles wide opened in the ground, which did not stop until before the Buddhist Gate.

"clang!"

Suddenly, the old monk no longer maintained the pious posture of folding his hands, took a step forward, and slapped the people of the Shangyougu clan in the air.

Scarlet eyes, domineering figure.

When the palm comes out, the void collapses.

The strong man of the Shangyou Ancient Clan is in charge of a disk-shaped Taoist weapon, the size of which changes with his thoughts.

The power of the palm was turbulent and drove away the Yuanpan Taoist soldiers. A strong force pressed on Ancestor Shangyou's body, causing his skin to burst open and blood to flow out. The protective power collapsed, and a very obvious slap mark appeared on his chest.

"What are you doing standing still? Come on!"

Ancestor Shangyou, who was forced to retreat, shouted loudly.

"boom--"

The ancestors of all races were no longer in a daze, and at the same time they used their real trump cards, without daring to show a trace of contempt, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Dang, Dang, Dang..."

Facing all kinds of murderous weapons, the old monk slapped them all back.

A faint layer of Buddha's light appears on the surface of the body, which should be the supreme supernatural power learned from the inheritance of the Buddha.

"Om-"

In the sky, hundreds of phantoms of Buddhas looked down at the world, chanting sutras in a low voice.

The Buddha’s majesty is so vast that it breaks through the sky.

Eighteen swords attacked again, leaving a few shallow marks on the old monk's body and a few strands of golden blood seeping out.

Seeing an opportunity, the old monk looked into the air and grabbed one of the swords.

Using his hands hard, he broke a top-quality Taoist sword.

The power of the physical body blessed by Buddhism can be called abnormal.

Ancestor Mo Yang saw his sword array being broken and one of his swords destroyed, feeling extremely painful.

"Boom"

The Taoist soldier, who was like a huge mountain, smashed down again, causing the old monk to fall quickly, smashing through the ground and creating a deep pit.

After a while, a ray of Buddha's light burst out from the deep pit.

The old monk rose into the sky, teleported in front of an ancient ancestor, and punched out.

"Boom"

The punch came out and directly penetrated the man's protective barrier. The bridge of his nose was broken, his facial features were sunken, and his body flew upside down.

The old monk's speed was so fast that the man didn't even react.

"go with!"

On the side, the ancestor of the Langyue Ancient Clan sacrificed a body-protecting Taoist weapon, a dark-black jade bottle that could swallow heaven and earth and refine living beings.

The strong suction force made the old monk's movements slow, his body seemed to be out of control, and he was about to be swallowed by the jade bottle.

"Good opportunity, take it!"

The ancestors of all ethnic groups found out that the old monk was temporarily restricted, and they looked happy. They immediately used their trump cards and planned to suppress the old monk with thunderous force.

"Rumble..."

Shocking killing moves appeared one after another, such as the raging flames, the deep blue water, the power of the vast stars, the overwhelming power of thousands of mountains, etc.

They all pressed against the old monk without any mercy.

The jade bottle froze the old monk, making his body very stiff and his movements slow.

All kinds of killing moves were launched, trying to kill him.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the earth collapsed and the area where the old monk was was turned into ruins.

The laws are chaotic and the space collapses.

The Buddhist gates trembled, and countless monks were worried and prayed that the abbot was fine.

The core of the battlefield is filled with extremely violent laws. Ordinary monks will feel their eyes sting if they look at it from a distance. They dare not look directly for a long time and are easily injured.

With such a big movement, many sects in the Eastern Territory got the news and hid in far away places to watch.

"Abbott's Dharma is boundless, he should be able to withstand the attack of the Immortal Ancient Clan!"

The monks living in the East naturally do not want Buddhism to be destroyed. It is precisely because of the presence of Buddhism that this territory has less fighting and is peaceful and healthy.

"The Ancient Clan has gone too far."

Many people can only curse in their hearts, with helpless faces and sad eyes.

"If Buddhism disappears, there will no longer be a pure land in the East. I don't know what it will become."

Most people pray that Buddhism can survive this disaster.

The territory and battlefield of Buddhism.

There was a sense of solemnity everywhere, and the ancestor of the ancient clan looked solemn. I really didn't expect that the old monk could have such fighting power, and something almost happened.

Several old men were injured and looked very ugly.

"The breath is still there, don't let it go."

someone said.

"receive!"

Ancestor Langyue activated the jade bottle, and the suction force became stronger. He wanted to take the old monk in and use his Tao power to refine it into blood.

"Rumble"

All the laws of riot in the core of the battlefield were sucked away.

Soon, the specific scene in the field was revealed.

The old monk stood covered in blood, motionless.

The cassock was broken, and there were several hideous wounds on his body.

Several fingers were broken, and several pieces of flesh and blood fell off the chest.

His eyes were blood red, his expression was fierce, and he had lost the solemnity of a Buddhist abbot.

The law power of the jade bottle seems to have no effect on the old monk.

No matter how strong the jade bottle's suction was, the old monk still stood, as steady as a mountain.

"I could imprison him just now, why can't I do it now?"

Discovering that the old monk's body was not shaken at all, Patriarch Langyue felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"kill!"

The old monk uttered one word, and the murderous intention filled the sky.

A strange picture appeared. The hundreds of Buddha shadows at the top were no longer the scene of Buddha's light and Taoism. Instead, they shined with bloody light like the setting sun, flooding the world and oppressing the soul.

"Defend the enemy!"

The ancestors of all races sensed the danger almost at the same moment, their faces changed, and they shouted loudly.

The inheritance of Kassapa Buddha, Buddhism contains the ultimate physical skills.

The old monk seems to have comprehended some alternative Buddhist magical powers. He intends to imitate the ancient Buddha Kasyapa and save the world through physical means.

"boom!"

I saw the old monk punching through a Taoist weapon with one punch, which was extremely ferocious.

Operating special Buddhist magical powers, the old monk must make a quick decision without delay. After all, he is not a physical practitioner in the true sense. After a long time, his body cannot bear it.

"No!"

Seeing the old monk smashing the best Taoist soldiers with his fist, many ancestors of the ancient clan were stunned, panicked and frightened.