A mob of clones

The most respected world in the world, the heavens and myriad worlds, the Duoercha mission world.

First, two half-step outer scene warriors suppressed the whole scene, and then the mysterious Wu He made a move and crushed the two of them in an instant.

Finally, there is the real scene of Duoercha's advancement. He comes from the air and rushes into the Shaolin Temple with his army.

All of this happened so fast that it was difficult to react.

Looking at the barbarian army in front of them that was as dense as black ants, Meng Qi and other members of the Samsara team couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling.

Such a scene was completely beyond their ability to cope with.

As for relying on the dangerous pass in Shaolin Temple to carry out the strategy of one man blocking the pass from ten thousand.

Meng Qi and others did have corresponding ideas at the beginning.

But when they saw the huge crowd pushing the soldiers in front of them, forcing them to fall into the deep pit and piling up a smooth road with human flesh, they rationally gave up this ridiculous decision.

The guys in front of me have gone crazy.

They are willing to treat their own lives as the health bar of the general and do not care about their own lives or the lives of their companions at all.

These guys are a bunch of complete lunatics.

All they could do was fight and retreat.

Try your best to defend every dangerous pass.

Among all the people present, only Meng Qi and Qi Xia were in the most awkward position.

Originally, facing such a surging army, a cultivator like Meng Qi should have his own advantages.

But he had no idea what kind of methods Gu Xiaosang had used on him. Now his strength was neither going up nor down.

If a person with strength only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary expert sneaks into the army, he will be hacked to death in a short while.

As for Qi Xia.

She is good at hidden weapons.

But she didn't have any spatial equipment on her body, and the largest hidden weapons she could hide were only limited. Facing the huge crowd in front of her, the hidden weapons in her hands became fewer and fewer.

Fortunately, the tiger that Guimi Wuhe captured in the forest is quite strong.

He was covered in tiger skin and was difficult to be hurt by swords and knives. He was also extremely agile in his movements, so it was not a problem for him to escape with the two people who were in an awkward situation.

As for the others, such as Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, Zhang Yuanshan, Qing Jing and others...

They are so powerful that they can easily defeat ten or even a hundred ordinary soldiers with one...

but……

There is a difference between the battlefield and the martial arts world after all...

As the fight continues your sword will become blunt, your body will be injured, and your chi will be depleted.

"Qiang!!!"

The knife flashed and another soldier was beheaded.

But the knife light visible to the naked eye vibrated slightly. If you look closely, you will find that it is not the sword light that vibrates, but the hands holding the sword.

Qingjing held the sword high in his right hand, his right forearm twitched slightly unconsciously, big drops of sweat fell from his head, and his eyes were bloodshot.

How long has this battle lasted?

Qingjing doesn't remember.

His mind was buzzing at this moment.

All I see is blood.

This hand that has been holding a knife for years is becoming a little unsteady.

How many people did he kill in this battle?

A dozen people, dozens of people, or even hundreds?
Qingjing didn't know either. The only thing he knew was that if the heads of the people he had killed were put together, they would form a horrifying spectacle.

But at this moment, a strange scene involuntarily emerged in his mind.

That was the scene where the mysterious Wu He, carrying the red phoenix, killed the Lord of the Hidden Emperor Fort with one sword.

With that one strike, Guimi Wuhe instantly killed dozens or even hundreds of people.

Since that day, Qingjing practiced extra diligently, and with his own efforts, he broke through to the level of enlightenment.

At the same time, he also comprehended the sect's secret teachings - Fire Emperor Burning the Universe.

At the beginning, he was very excited and thought that he would soon achieve the same success as Guimi Wuhe.

But today, standing here, he finally understood the gap.

He raised his head suddenly. At this moment, a violent collision sounded in the sky. A huge hole was instantly blasted out in the churning blood cloud in the sky.

The scarlet phoenix in the sky was screaming towards the sky, and the Dorcha, which looked like a prehistoric beast, suddenly collided with each other.

The blazing sword light made the clouds in the sky split into three complete parts in a fan shape, and the red flames seemed to be lingering around the entire sky.

Qingjing's eyes reflected the arrogance in the sky, and he didn't notice at all that several swords were slashing towards him.

Fortunately, at this moment, a circle of Tai Chi-shaped sword light suddenly fell back.

The sword light that was slashing towards him was instantly bounced away.

At this moment, a slightly hurried male voice sounded in his ears.

"Qingjing, pay attention, there are still many enemies ahead."

At this moment, Qingjing lowered his head and saw Zhang Yuanshan blocking his way without him noticing.

The distant and long sword light was like delicate and long silk constantly waving in his hands.

With a slight push, some soldiers flew out, hit the back heavily, and were trampled to death in the dense crowd.

Although Zhang Yuanshan gave a reminder, he did not show any intention of leaving. It was obvious that he wanted to delay for a while to allow Qingjing to recover a little.

The same was true for Jiang Zhiwei next to her.

She stood in front to block Qi Zhengyan, who had already exhausted his energy behind her.

Qi Zhengyan had obviously taken some healing and energy-replenishing pills, and was now trying to recover his strength.

However, it was obvious that Zhang Yuanshan overestimated Qingjing's condition.

Qi Zhengyan had simply exhausted his true energy, so he was now thinking about recovering as quickly as possible.

As for Qing Jing...

He glanced at his slightly trembling hand holding the knife and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He has been practicing the most powerful and fierce swordsmanship.

Every swing is an explosion of extreme power.

You can take pills to replenish your true qi, but how can you recover from the damage to your physical body so easily?
Don’t think that this mechanism of having people guarding and healing the wounded in the back can be maintained.

But humans are not machines after all, and even machines can wear out...

but……

"If this was a knife, I should still be able to do it."

Qingjing closed his eyes slightly, opened the pores all over his body, and breathed gently into his lungs.

The surging true energy continued to flow through his meridians, flowing out from the lower dantian and gathering towards the middle dantian.

"Dong, dong, dong——"

The heartbeat was like the roar of a drum.

At this moment, Qingjing opened his eyes, suddenly raised the knife in his hand and placed it on the side of his head. At this moment, there was extreme calmness in his eyes, but behind the calmness was an extreme fire suppressed.

A light vapor of sweat emanated from his pores, and his entire body seemed as if flames were burning inside him, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, watching the fire phoenix disappearing into the snow clouds above the sky. The flames in his eyes burned as violently as if they had encountered oil.

"Just wait and see. I'm no worse than you."

At this moment, a solemn aura emanated from Qingjing's body. He stood on the ground like a fire god. The surging heat spread from his body to the surroundings, and the surging sword came down like the power of heaven.

"The Fire Emperor Burns the Universe!!!"

The blazing blade light seemed to transform into a gigantic meteor falling from the sky.

This sword is the highest, the greatest, and the most powerful.

A barbarian warrior with a ferocious face was instantly stabbed by the knife before he could react. The blazing flames burned on their bodies and spread wantonly around, spreading to the end of the field of vision in a blink of an eye.

The raging flames even illuminated the blood-red clouds in the sky, shining brightly on the boundless horizon.

There really was a bit of a scene of the Fire Emperor burning the universe...

The flame that the Fire Emperor uses to burn the universe is not an ordinary flame.

A brave man from the large circle of fearless barbarian soldiers rushed directly into the flames, but he was only halfway there when his entire body was burned to a charred black and he fell to the ground unable to get up.

Even if there were people in the rear who refused to believe in the evil and continued to revive, the result would not be the same.

Looking at the flames raging in front of him and the large number of barbarian soldiers turned into ashes, Qingjing laughed, and laughed very happily.

But in the next moment, his figure couldn't help but retreat backwards, and even fell backwards.

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared behind him.

A bald young man in a monk's robe quickly jumped off the tiger's back and supported his body.

The person who came was naturally Meng Qi.

Meng Qi looked at the flames in front of him and the barbarian army that was temporarily blocked by the flames, and quickly waved to his companions around him:

"Let's go!"

"Don't waste the opportunity Qingjing gave us!"

Although the flames in front of him were fierce, Meng Qi could clearly see that as the group of barbarian soldiers who did not look like humans continued to charge, the fire was indeed shrinking.

At this rate of progress, the current flames would engulf less than a thousand people at most, and would not last long enough to hold off the army below before being extinguished by the sea of ​​people.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, we need to leave as soon as possible.

But God does not follow people's wishes.

The next moment, a ferocious and terrifying monster suddenly broke through the flames and appeared before their eyes.

The terrifying mental pressure spread and the already exhausted people were almost crushed to the ground.

When they looked up, they saw the former wolf lord of the grassland who had challenged them at the gate of Shaolin Temple.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually abandoned Abbot Xin Ji and went straight into this place.

When the former Wolf Lord saw the young face in front of him, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

But then there was a burst of laughter. "I thought there was some old monk with profound cultivation hidden in Shaolin Temple."

"I didn't expect that they were a group of little babies whose fur hadn't even fully grown yet."

"But it's just as well. Fortunately, you came to Shaolin Temple to die. Otherwise, when you grow up, you will probably become a big trouble again."

His eyes roamed in front of the people around him and instantly locked onto the unconscious Qingjing.

It was this kid who burst out with the all-powerful energy based on the true energy from the flames just now.

Recalling the humiliating scene in which he was pinned to the ground and nearly beaten to death by a young boy from Guimi Wuhe not long ago, as well as the title of Wolf Lord that was stripped from him, the smile on the former Wolf Lord's face instantly turned into a hideous one.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the clear scene in front of him.

He looked like he was going to strangle the people in front of him in the cradle.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone present suddenly changed and they all tried to stop it.

Qi Xia took out the last hidden weapon on him.

Meng Qi also took a step forward.

Qi Zhengyan and Zhang Yuanshan also suddenly thrust out their swords.

But the former Wolf Lord simply snorted coldly, and his violent true energy instantly repelled the surrounding sword lights.

Tang Hua, who had been invincible before, was now unable to cause any harm to the Wolf Lord.

Meng Qi was directly knocked away, spitting out blood. His whole figure seemed to shrink, and in the blink of an eye he returned to the appearance of thirteen or fourteen years old.

His big hand continued to move forward, as if he was going to grab Qingjing's head and twist it off.

But what he didn't expect was the next moment...

A pure and clear sword light flew from the sky with a distant and clear aura.

This one is so beautiful, so mesmerizing.

However, the former Wolf Lord had no intention of appreciating it, because at this moment a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

He wanted to stop it, but unexpectedly, the little monk who had fallen to the ground suddenly swelled up at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the neck expanded from less than 1.5 meters to a length comparable to that of Dorcha.

His whole body was glowing with golden light, and his sturdy arms suddenly stretched out and forcefully grabbed the hand that he was about to swing.

The power of that palm was so incredible that he was unable to break free for a moment.

At this moment, the sword light had already arrived in front of his eyes and pierced heavily into his eye sockets.

"what--"

A painful howl came out of the mouth of the former Wolf Lord.

The surging force directly knocked Meng Qi in front of him away.

The sword light that was originally going to pierce his brain was impacted by this force and was forcibly deviated from its route.

His skull and eyelids were torn out from the top of his head.

Blood and some brain matter mixed together flowed out from the corners of the former Wolf Lord's eyes.

At this moment, he looked as ferocious and terrifying as a wild beast.

"How dare you, how dare you!!!"

A furious roar came out of his throat and immediately turned into a lion's roar, a wolf's howl, and a dragon's roar, continuously venting to the surroundings.

The surrounding land was lifted up forcefully, and the members of the Samsara team flew backwards with almost no power to resist.

Even the huge tiger was almost knocked off the ground by the horrific impact.

After finally recovering his strength, Meng Qi, who was injured but had the most abundant true energy among everyone, stood up without hesitation and drew the steel knife from his waist again after a long time.

With a powerful force that could split Mount Huashan, he chopped down the head of the former Wolf Lord in front of him.

At this time, the furious Wolf Lord just waved his hand and knocked it away again.

The surging golden light on his body was constantly vibrating, his muscles were blue and purple, and his bones were broken.

The power of Half-Step Outside is so terrifying.

"Kill you, I must kill you!!!"

The former Wolf Lord severely injured Meng Qi with one blow, but he still had no intention of retreating.

He rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, and his bloodthirsty murderous aura made everyone in the Samsara team turn pale.

Meng Qi, who had just been knocked flying, struggled to stand up. He had always been protected by the people around him, and this time it was his turn.

Golden light emerged on his body, and he bravely faced the unstoppable former Wolf Lord in front of him without fear of death!
At this critical moment...

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

The distant Buddhist music descended from the sky.

A glazed pagoda slowly rose from the ground.

The crystal clear pagoda also looked bloody against the blood light in the sky, standing between Meng Qi and the former Wolf Lord.

The clear Buddha light shines like the sun.

It shone on the fearless barbarian soldiers in the rear and the former Wolf Lord like a burning fire.

However, the light shining on the members of the Samsara Team at the back was like a cool breeze, and the pain in their bodies seemed to have eased a little.

When they saw the person coming, everyone in the Samsara team couldn't help but light up with joy.

"Master Xinji?!"

Master Xin Ji was sitting upright on the pagoda at this time. Even though his slightly decayed body was stained with blood, his face was still dignified and solemn.

Faced with the shouts of the people behind him, he did not turn around, but just nodded slightly.

"My fellow donors, today's matter is my Shaolin's business."

"I am extremely grateful that you all came to help me. Donor Wu He risked his life for Shaolin, so I will definitely not sit back and watch you lose your lives."

"This is no longer a battlefield that ordinary masters can participate in. You might as well keep your useful bodies for future use."

"Following the guidance of Buddha's light, there is a secret passage underground in Shaolin that leads to the outside world."

Hearing this, the people around couldn't help but smile bitterly. Don't they know about this? Of course they denied it.

Don’t they want to leave Shaolin Temple?

That's not possible!

The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation has not completed his mission yet, and he will die as soon as he goes out.

Going out means death, but staying here may still give you a glimmer of hope.

Of course, it was impossible to say these things. Fortunately, Meng Qi was quick-witted and quickly replied:
"Brother Wu He came here with us. He is now in a bloody battle, so it is impossible for us to escape."

"I will stay in Shaolin Temple and wait for the results to come out."

"But now some of our companions are injured. I wonder if the abbot has a place to accommodate them first."

Hearing this, Abbot Xin Ji was silent for a moment and then nodded slightly:

"There is a secret place in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple."

"If you don't want to leave, you can go there first."

As soon as the words were spoken, a ray of Buddha's light shone in front of everyone.

Meng Qi didn't hesitate at all. He lifted up the people who were unable to move and put them on the tiger's back, then quickly went deeper into the Shaolin Temple.

Only after seeing everyone finally leave did Abbot Xinji focus his attention completely in front of him.

At this time, the army that was originally densely gathered together did not even leave a path, and an old face appeared in the eyes of Abbot Xinji again.

It was the former high priest who had previously fought with Abbot Xin Ji.

At this moment, he was looking at the monk Xin Ji in front of him with a gloomy expression, and his old face was full of sarcasm.

"Xinji, you are still as sharp as a knife!"

"That's right. Even at his age, he can still hold us back."

The former Wolf Lord below, who was in extreme rage because one of his eyes was blinded and part of his brain was damaged, had no intention of talking. He passed the glazed pagoda in front of him and wanted to continue chasing the Reincarnation Team behind him.

But at this moment a relic fell from the sky.

A dazzling Buddha light burst out and sent him flying back.

At this moment, the voice of Old Monk Xinji was heard again.

"It's not that I'm old and still have my sword."

"It's just that you are not in good condition..."

At this moment, the old monk Xin Ji looked dignified, with radio particles constantly surrounding him, reflecting on his body, making him exude a holy and transparent aura.

"Although your evil method of exchanging lives is indeed powerful, it is not invincible."

"That Wu He's attack has already caused great harm to you."

"Otherwise, if you were in your prime, I would probably have passed away by now..."

His current state was revealed, and the former high priest's face was filled with sinister expressions.

"Indeed, the two of us are not in good shape."

"But so what? Wait for Lord Duoercha to kill that kid. Your death is just a destined result."

In response to this, Xin Ji still lowered his brows and shook his head slightly.

Seeing the look on the face of old monk Xinji, the old man Kuxiu suddenly became furious.

"Are you saying that General Duoercha will lose?!"

"Are you kidding me? He's just a kid, just a! Just a!!"

An angry roar came out of his mouth, but his mind couldn't help but recall the scene of the young man reaping lives one after another, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

But what frightened him even more was the next moment.

It was a roar that shook the heavens, the roar of Duoercha...

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I am already an immortal, why can't I defeat you?"

……

(End of this chapter)