In the Dharma Court.
Black Devil Qi covered the sky and the earth, crazily shrouding in all directions. All the Shaolin Temple disciples who were affected by the Devil Qi were confused and quickly fell into depravity.
In the depths of the thick black Devil Qi, a faint Buddha's Light burned slowly like a candle flame.
The Buddha's Light was misty, trying to resist the black Devil Qi.
But it was obvious that this Buddha's Light could not last long. Once the Buddha's Light was extinguished, the Shaolin Temple would become a demonic realm in the human world.
"Hui Wen, you old fool, give up. You will never know how terrifying the power of the Devil Buddha is!"
Zhen Xing said slowly.
Now that the Shaolin Temple's Heads had lost their ability to resist, and Abbot Huiwen could not hold on for long, Zhen Xing was already confident of victory.
"Fortunately, I led the Heads and the Abbot to the Dharma Court. Otherwise, once someone left, it would not be so easy to destroy the Shaolin Temple with the resources of the Shaolin Temple."
Zhen Xing's face flashed with a hint of pride.
As a major martial arts sect in the world, the Shaolin Temple had enough resources to stop him even without A Holy Monk.
However.
No matter how strong the resources were, someone had to use them.
But now, all the people who could use the resources of the Shaolin Temple had been wiped out by him.
Just as Zhen Xing was about to make a move and completely eliminate Abbot Huiwen, he seemed to feel something, and his face suddenly changed.
"This is?"
Zhen Xing suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.
In Zhen Xing's senses, an aura of the purest Yang was like a sharp sword, easily breaking the mighty black Devil Qi.
The endless black Devil Qi was condensed by the power of the Devil Buddha. Although it was illusory, even a Level Two martial artist could be trapped in it if they were not careful.
But in front of this purest Yang aura, the black Devil Qi was like a thin paper, breaking at the touch.
The next moment.
This aura crossed thousands of meters and arrived in front of Zhen Xing in an instant.
"Not good!!"
Zhen Xing's scalp exploded, and he was about to retreat.
But it was too late.
The pure and positive power directly penetrated Zhen Xing's forehead and landed on the thousand-year ancient clock behind him, along with a swoosh.
Clang!
The magnificent chime of the bell resounded.
"I …"
Zhen Xing's eyes were blank, and his body exploded.
Without the source of the Devil Qi, the vast Devil Qi that enveloped half of the Shaolin Temple dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Abbot Huiwen, who was about to self-destruct in an attempt to severely injure Zhen Xing, was stunned.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that the True Nature would self-destruct in front of him …
"Something's not right."
"It's not self-detonation."
"Someone did it."
Abbot Huiwen was indeed a veteran Rank-2 martial artist. He immediately realized something.
At this moment.
Weng!
Faint Devil Qi condensed and formed a new 'True Nature' beside it.
"I died?"
Zhen Xing broke out in cold sweat.
If it wasn't for the Death Substitution Technique from the Devil Buddha's inheritance, he would have been dead by now.
But even so, Zhen Xing wasn't lucky at all. The Death Substitution Technique was a forbidden technique, and every Devil Buddha's successor could only use it once in their lifetime. It was equivalent to having a second life.
Zhen Xing's face was pale as he looked at the ancient clock not far away.
He saw a withered yellow leaf piercing through the ancient clock.
"A leaf?"
"I actually died on a fallen leaf?"
Zhen Xing's heart was in turmoil.
If he had died on some divine weapon, he could accept it.
But a leaf …
What kind of existence could actually kill him with an ordinary leaf that couldn't be any more ordinary?
Zhen Xing couldn't imagine.
"Also …"
Zhen Xing touched his forehead. Even if he survived with the Death Substitution Technique, he could still feel a pure and positive aura between his eyebrows that was constantly melting away the Devil Qi in his body.
Under the suppression of this pure and positive aura, Zhen Xing's strength was less than ten percent. He might not even be able to defeat the head of the Rank-3 Courtyard.
"The Shaolin Temple is indeed unfathomable …"
Zhen Xing glanced at Abbot Huiwen, who was equally shocked, and knew that he should leave.
If he didn't leave now, not only would he not be able to destroy the Shaolin Temple, but he would also die here.
Thinking of this, Zhen Xing turned into a Devil Shadow and fled without hesitation.
Abbot Huiwen couldn't do anything when he saw this.
Zhen Xing's strength had been greatly damaged, but so had he.
After being ambushed by Zhen Xing and invaded by Devil Qi, Abbot Huiwen's injuries were much more serious than Zhen Xing's.
...
Outside the Shaolin Temple.
A Devil Shadow was running frantically.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it."
"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!!!"
Zhen Xing was mad with hatred.
Devil Buddha's successors could enter Rank-2 or even Rank-1 in a short time under the strengthening of their Devil Will.
But every Devil Buddha's successor's mind is completely distorted, and their lifelong goal is to destroy the Shaolin Temple.
Moreover, the lifespan of the Devil Buddha's successors is very short, and they will die of old age in at most five years.
"The person who attacked me just now is at least a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster."
"And he is an extremely powerful Grade 1 Great Grandmaster!"
"Isn't there A Holy Monk in the Shaolin Temple?"
Zhen Xing took a deep breath and looked back at the Shaolin Temple: "That Grade 1 Great Grandmaster shouldn't have chased after me, right?"
However, just as Zhen Xing heaved a sigh of relief …
A calm voice rang out unhurriedly.
"Are you looking for me?"
Boom!!!
Zhen Xing's hair stood on end, and he instantly looked at the source of the voice.
He saw a man in a gray robe looking at him.
"You are?"
Zhen Xing only felt that Su Qin was somewhat familiar.
Before Zhen Xing became a Devil, although he was a genius of the Arhat Court, and he also entered the Shaolin Temple at the same time as Su Qin.
But Su Qin was just a Sweeping Monk, and he usually didn't even look at him.
"It's you!"
Zhen Xing's thoughts turned quickly, and he finally remembered who Su Qin was.
In any case, Su Qin was a disciple of the same 'Zhen' generation as him. When they entered the Shaolin Temple together, Zhen Xing had a few words with Su Qin.
However, after Su Qin was assigned to the Handyman Court and became a Sweeping Monk, Zhen Xing never contacted Su Qin again.
In Zhen Xing's view, he and Su Qin were destined to be two kinds of people. Whether it is now or in the future, it is impossible for them to walk together.
Even now, Zhen Xing has become the successor of the Devil Buddha, and he doesn't put Su Qin in his eyes at all.
"When did you get here?"
The more Zhen Xing looked at Su Qin, the more frightened he was.
Although Su Qin's expression was like an ordinary person in front of him, and there was no fluctuation of internal force, the more it was like this, the more Zhen Xing felt that something was wrong.
Who is he?
The successor of the Devil Buddha! Even if he was now seriously injured, the aura he casually exuded was enough to make ordinary martial artists tremble, let alone an ordinary person like Qin.
If Su Qin was really an ordinary person, his legs should be weak at this moment, right?
Just as Zhen Xing was in a state of shock, Su Qin looked calm, and said something that made Zhen Xing's expression change.
"After taking a blow from me, you didn't die. The Devil Buddha is really not simple."
Boom!
Zhen Xing's expression froze, and his body retreated hundreds of meters, as if he was facing a great enemy, as if he was facing a life and death crisis.
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