In front of the Great Buddha's Hall.
Everyone was stunned.
The Dark Sect disciples were still okay. Although they were shocked, they only thought that Su Qin was hiding his strength. They all cursed the Shaolin Temple for being insidious and cunning.
But many disciples of the Shaolin Temple, including the head abbot, were completely stunned.
The Dark Sect disciples didn't know Su Qin's background, but how could they not know?
Su Qin had been in the temple for 20 years and had been a sweeping monk for 20 years. Most of the disciples on the scene often greeted Su Qin.
Could such a person be the ancestor of A Holy Monk of the Shaolin Temple?
Abbot Huiwen was stunned. The new head of the Chores Court was stunned. The head of the Warrior Monastery was stunned. The head of the Commandment Court was stunned …
"Zhen Guan? A Holy Monk without a name? "
The new head of the Chores Court only felt a roar in his head. Before the old head passed away, he had told him to take care of Zhen Guan.
But now …
The new head of the Chores Court suddenly felt that everything in the Shaolin Temple had become strange.
"He is the ancestor of A Holy Monk of our temple?"
Abbot Huiwen suddenly thought of the vague figure who had broken in when he was suffering from Qi Deviation six years ago.
At that time, Abbot Huiwen only thought that the vague figure seemed to be very young, not like a person who had lived for more than 100 years.
However, although Abbot Huiwen had doubts at that time, he only thought that he was overthinking.
Based on the means shown by the ancestor of A Holy Monk, even if he was not a Top First Pin, he was not far from it. How could he be so young?
Besides, Abbot Huiwen was very sure that the ancestor of A Holy Monk was not a disciple of the Hui generation.
In this case, except for an unknown ancestor, Abbot Huiwen could not think of any other possibility.
However, what Abbot Huiwen did not expect was that the ancestor of A Holy Monk was indeed not a disciple of the Hui generation.
Instead, he was a disciple of the 'True' generation.
"Junior Apprentice-Brother Zhen Guan …"
Zhen Zhi stared blankly at Su Qin, his face full of confusion.
Ten years ago, Shi Xue sneaked into the Demon Subduing Pagoda and devoured many demons imprisoned in the pagoda, entering the Second Stage in one fell swoop.
At that time, when many monks patrolling the Demon Subduing Pagoda were about to die at the hands of Shi Xue, a vague figure appeared and killed Shi Xue.
At this moment.
The vague figure in Zhen Zhi's mind, at some unknown time, had merged with Su Qin's figure at this moment.
A moment later.
Just as everyone was still in a state of deep shock,
The Black Lord's deep laughter began to ring out.
"So you really are A Holy Monk!"
"So you really are A Holy Monk!!"
The Black Lord's eyes emitted a faint black glow. It was so dark and serene that it seemed to come from the abyss.
"Since you are A Holy Monk, then today, I will use your blood to prove my Mythical Path!!!"
The Black Lord stomped his foot, and in an instant, endless Demonic Energy surged wildly and spread in all directions.
The Black Lord didn't know how Su Qin could escape his sight.
But in any case, the opponent he longed for was right in front of him, so how could he have the patience to ask questions?
"I cultivated hard in the Western Desert for 50 years, watching natural disasters and comprehending the Heavens and Earth, and created this technique."
"I hope A Holy Monk won't let me down!!"
As soon as The Black Lord's voice fell, the endless Demonic Energy suddenly changed, constantly colliding and fusing, faintly forming a black sandstorm that had shrunk countless times.
"Not good!!"
It was very troublesome.
Under this black sandstorm, even a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster like Abbot Huiwen trembled all over, and a life and death crisis emerged in his heart.
"Holy … Your Excellency, the Demon Lord's move is probably a full blow. You can enter my Shaolin Temple's Arhat Array and temporarily avoid the attack."
Abbot Huiwen didn't know how to address Su Qin for a while, so he could only call him Your Excellency.
In Abbot Huiwen's view, even if Su Qin was really A Holy Monk, his strength may not be comparable to the current Demon Lord.
Therefore, in the face of the Demon Lord's full blow, it stands to reason that he should retreat.
However.
Su Qin shook his head and said casually: "No, it's too troublesome."
Su Qin had just entered the 'Arhat' Realm, but he wanted to try how strong he was now.
The Black Lord condensed a black sandstorm with his own Demonic Energy, but in Su Qin's view, it was just another way to use Internal Force. It was nothing at all.
"You dare!!"
When the Demon Lord saw that Su Qin did not have the slightest intention of dodging, he was furious. The black sandstorm became even darker.
The next moment.
The sky became dark.
The ink-black sandstorm instantly enveloped Su Qin.
"Be careful!"
Abbot Huiwen was anxious.
However, he was injured at the moment and could not intervene in the fight between The Black Lord and Su Qin.
Many Demon Sect disciples seemed to see the scene of Su Qin being torn apart by the black sandstorm.
Weng!!!
The air within ten meters of Su Qin was faintly distorted. All the black sandstorms near this area quickly evaporated as if they had never existed.
"This is?"
The Black Lord's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Su Qin in disbelief.
The Black Lord was not the only one. The others' eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
If Su Qin had been prepared and blocked the Demon Lord's attack with great difficulty, everyone could still accept it.
But what was the truth?
Su Qin did not even move. He stood there alone and blocked the Demon Lord's full-powered attack.
How was this possible?!
"This is your strength?"
Su Qin still stood in the same place, looking slightly disappointed.
If the Demon Lord's attack was a few thousand times stronger, he might have felt threatened.
"Who are you?"
The Black Lord's expression was unprecedentedly serious.
Originally, The Black Lord thought that Su Qin's strength was similar to his, a Second Transformation Peak Grade 1, or even weaker than him.
But now it seems that the other party is most likely a Third Transformation Peak Grade 1 Great Perfection.
"Should I fight or retreat?"
The Black Lord looked hesitant.
If Su Qin is really a Grade 1 Great Perfection, if he continues to stay, it is very likely that he will die here.
However.
Without waiting for The Black Lord to make a decision, Su Qin, who was standing there, leisurely took a step forward.
"Let's end this."
Su Qin stretched out his slender right hand and gently patted The Black Lord.
"Humph!"
The Black Lord's face flashed coldly.
"So what if you are a Grade 1 Great Perfection?"
"Defeating me is easy, but if you want to keep me here, you are dreaming!"
The Black Lord retreated, wanting to get away from Su Qin.
However.
The next moment.
A vast and mighty power swept out from all directions, trapping the black-robed Demon Lord in place.
"This is?"
The Black Lord's expression changed wildly, looking at Su Qin as if he was looking at a monster.
"Might of Heaven and Earth?"
"You, you are a Legend?!!"
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