Chapter 304 The Foundation of Buddhism

The white-faced demon monk was present in a daze.

He had thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so badly.

The method just now, he used the Taoism of Buddhism to explode, which can double his own strength and skyrocket.

There are not many people in Buddhism who can control this kind of explosive method.

Once used,
Not to mention fighting at the same level, it is not impossible to fight at a higher level.

But when he was useless, he was able to fight back and forth with his opponent, but when he used it, he was directly defeated.

How does this make him accept it?
"Extreme strength, what an ultimate strength. I never thought that after Taizu Dalong, an invincible power like you would once again walk out of this land."

The white-faced demon monk looked at his opponent again, this time his gaze changed completely, and that superior indifference was no longer there.

"You are also very strong."

Lin Fan opened his mouth to answer, and he also recognized the other party's strength.

"Yeah, I'm strong too."

The white-faced demon monk nodded slightly, and actually laughed just like that.

This smile looked quite normal at first, but it gradually became weird, or more and more weird.

The red marks on the center of his eyebrows began to turn scarlet like blood, and a creepy aura began to permeate.

"Brother was forced to use the power of the bloody relic, is this person really so strong? This is troublesome!"

Sensing this breath, the old monk's expression suddenly changed, as if this force was some kind of terror.

"Master, what bloody relic?"

King Ning asked with a dignified expression, obviously he was an invincible king of a generation, vying for the supreme throne, but in the face of this extraordinary and terrifying power in front of him, he found that he was so insignificant that he could not maintain the same status as before. Calm down.

Uncharacteristically, the old monk did not answer at this time, but just stared at the field, muttering in his mouth not knowing what to say.

Seeing this scene, the bad feeling in King Ning's heart became stronger.

woo woo woo—

At some point, a wind blew up in the peaceful surroundings, making whining noises, as if there were evil spirits crying around.

"It's the power of the Blood Monk of Bliss. He actually fused the relics of the Blood Monk of Bliss. There's big trouble now!"

Chen Daozi also spoke suddenly, and his face changed just like the old monk's.

"Who is the Bliss Blood Monk? Is the bone dregs left behind after death so terrible?"

Tang Shaolong, a curious baby, once again asked his master, he didn't know the relics of Buddhism, it's just the bone dregs left by a person after death.

Although very rare and precious.

But it's a piece of shit after all.

Chen Daozi is a qualified master. Hearing the words, he answered: "The Bliss Blood Monk, the biggest traitor of Buddhism, not only learned the methods of Buddhism, but also integrated the unique knowledge of the sacred sect of the deadly enemy, and finally combined the two methods into one, creating the The Bliss Blood Sutra breaks through to the realm of a true martial saint, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts! Don’t you think the relics he left behind are scary?”

"A real martial saint?"

Tang Shaolong stared, seeing how powerful a half-step martial saint is, and he is no stranger to how terrifying a real martial saint is.

"Yes, it's a pity that in the end it was incompatible with the philosophy of Buddhism. In the end, a great war broke out with Buddhism. Countless Buddhist elites died in that battle. After the strongest patriarch of Buddhism suppressed the Bliss Blood Monk, there was not much It has been sitting for a long time, and the prosperous Buddhism has gradually declined since then. The blood god religion was suppressed and beaten by them in the past, just like rats in the gutter, but now the two sides can fight each other."

Chen Daozi said: "However, the relic of the Bliss Blood Monk has been fused. That kind of weird and terrifying power is likely to reappear in the world."

The exercises practiced in Buddhism are different from other conventional martial arts exercises.

The exercises they practiced would leave relics after sitting, which is the essence of their lifetime skills. If Buddhist masters can fuse the relics of their ancestors, they can inherit the power of their ancestors who left relics.

Although not all of them, this kind of skyrocketing power is scary enough.

Needless to say, it is a relic left behind after reaching the level of a true martial arts saint.

The white-faced demon monk is a half-step martial sage, and now he is fused with a relic of a real martial sage, what level will this reach?
Chen Daozi didn't dare to think about it for a while.

"This is the first time the poor monk has used this power, I hope you won't be disappointed this time."

The white-faced demon monk laughed. At this moment, he was so strange that he couldn't tell, as if he had completely changed from just now.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and this monstrous force made him feel a sense of crisis. Although it was just a little bit, it was definitely not something that a half-step martial artist could give him.

Just now he really broke out and directly crushed the half-step martial saint, which proved this point.

"Worthy of being a Buddhist sect, this background is really not simple no matter where it is."

Lin Fan also gradually became serious, and the opponent's tricks really came out endlessly.

"The poor monk is about to make a move. I wonder if the benefactor is ready?"

The white-faced demon monk had a bewitching smile, and that aura was getting more and more bewitching.

Coupled with the appearance of the white-faced niche with red lips and white teeth, it looks awkward no matter how you look at it.

"Let's do it, let me learn the methods of a real martial saint today!"

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth put on a smile again. The strange power erupted by the other party was indeed scary, but is he as scary?

He is a man who cheats!

hold head high!
The high-pitched dragon chant sounded again, and the majestic power of Qi and blood burst out from him.

Two blood-colored divine dragons swam out from his back, protruding from his shoulders one on the left and one on the right, staring coldly at the white-faced demon monk with a demonic aura.

These two blood-colored dragons are not illusory things, but the most powerful technique in Nine Transformations of Ni Long—the Demon Dragon Comes into the World!
With the blessing of his qi and blood, this strongest unique skill will have the same combat power as himself. He can fight alone, or attach to him to assist in the battle.

Now Lin Fan's activated state is to attach to his body to assist in the battle.

Swish! !

Without any warning, a blood-colored demon dragon flashed through the void, and with a muffled sound of piercing into the flesh, it directly pierced through the chest of the white-faced demon monk.

The white-faced demon monk lowered his head, looked at the dragon passing through his chest, and couldn't react for a moment.

The ferocious dragon's head pierced through his chest, extending from his back, and met him coldly with bloody flesh and blood.

Looking at the ferocious dragon head that pierced through his chest and protruded from his back, the white-faced demon monk finally reacted.

"I didn't expect you to keep your strength. It seems that you are the old enemy of the poor monk, and the poor monk doesn't need to have any worries."

The white-faced demon monk spoke calmly, and his gaze towards Lin Fan changed again, as if he had completely sat down to make some kind of decision.

When the words fell, he was shocked directly, blasting one side of his chest, so as to escape from the entanglement of the dragon.

Half of the chest was exploded, no matter how powerful the warrior was, it was impossible to hold it.

But the white-faced demon monk was not only fine, but his exploded chest was recovering quickly.

The Bliss Blood Monk has integrated the unique knowledge of the Blood Sacred Sect. Obviously, the ability to use blood to form an immortal body has also been controlled.

And it is more strange and powerful, the recovery speed is faster, and the consumption in it is also smaller. It seems that there is a divine power that is offsetting the loss in this area.

Obviously, the Bliss Blood Monk not only mastered the unique knowledge of the two religions, but also used their strengths to offset their weaknesses to complete sublimation and become even stronger.

The white-faced demon monk fused the opponent's relic, and also inherited this method. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is truly immortal.

"kill!"

After learning Lin Fan's tricks, the white-faced demon monk didn't scribble anything, and accompanied by a cold killing sound, he moved.

Every time he took a step, a blood-colored lotus flower would bloom. The pace seemed slow, but it was impossible to catch, as if the optic nerve was affected.

No matter how powerful the eyesight is, it is impossible to catch the trace at this time.

Faced with this situation, Lin Fan directly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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