Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

The great monk Dharma Kong was originally preoccupied with suppressing the mutated Buddha in the flesh.

But suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing behind him, blowing on the sweat-soaked monk's robe, and he was slightly cold.

Subsequently.

The picture in front of him began to fly and spin.

The sky is spinning, and the surrounding pictures are constantly appearing.

Then, a familiar body appeared in front of him.

That seems to be your own body?

It's just that...... Where did your head go?

Fakong's eyes were full of doubt, then his eyes widened, full of fear and despair, and finally he gradually lost his mind and completely lost his color.

The chanting stopped.

That Buddha Zhu suddenly lost its color.

Blood flowed, soaking it in a blood-red color.

The pale golden Buddha light that suppressed the blood light exploded.

"Roar..." The

red-haired monster let out a low and hoarse roar, his voice bitter and resentful, full of monstrous hatred.

The blood light soared violently and began to spread rapidly on this stupa.

A Buddha in the flesh has changed.

Red hairs as thick as steel needles drilled out from under the skin, and a pair of eyes doped with blood light suddenly opened.

Click!

Like rusty gears, these flesh Buddha's bodies emitted a series of abnormal sounds.

Their limbs began to tremble and they struggled on the lotus platform, trying to break free.

This scene is very strange.

One by one, the "Buddhas" dressed in robes and wearing Pilu were covered in blood, covered with red hair, and emitted a low roar.

Xu Qing's movements are too fast!

It was almost time for those monks to react.

When the head of the Great Monk of Fakong fell to the ground, they came back to their senses.

They looked at Xu Qing, and then at the rapidly spreading blood light, and their faces turned pale.

"You're not Guangji? Who are you?

A monk screamed.

However.

Now that time is urgent, Xu Qing has no effort to deal with him.

After he killed Fakong, his body turned sharply, turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the cave when he came.

A monk was right in his way.

However, Xu Qing's footsteps did not stop at all, and his legs exerted their strength violently, but they accelerated their speed!

Bang.

The monk's arms were broken, his chest collapsed, his mouth spat blood, and his body flew out upside down like a cannonball.

Xu Qing knocked it directly into the air, the speed did not decrease, and disappeared from the "Buddha Country" in this mountain in an instant.

"What kind of person ???"

In the cave, the martial monks stationed in the cave noticed the abnormality and drank loudly.

Boom!

Seeing that Xu Qing was not a person in the temple, the martial monk's eyes flashed sharply, and the ring knife in his hand was unsheathed, and he slashed towards Xu Qing.

However, the gap between him and Xu Qing was too big, but it was only the peak of ten pints.

Xu Qing turned slightly sideways and came to the martial monk's side, his palm blatantly splitting out.

The martial monk's wrist was instantly broken, and the ring knife in his hand fell.

Xu Qing took the ring knife and raised his arm to cut off his head.

Ahead, more and more warrior monks were alarmed and rushed over.

Xu Qing did not dare to delay time, a fiery red light lit up under his eyes, and his figure shook, fast as lightning.

Swish!

A dazzling sword light appeared in the cave.

Ling's sword intent flew around, cutting the bodies of those martial monks into two segments!

Blood gushed and flowed like a river.

"Find death!"

A loud roar came from the cave.

The burly eight-rank martial monk rushed towards this side.

He was greeted by a fiery red sword light.

"Three stops!"

Xu Qing did not have any strength, and was bound to leave here as quickly as possible.

The eight-pin martial monk was shocked, and his eyes were suddenly filled with fiery red light, and the sharp knife qi pierced his skin with pain.

A look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly resisted.

Golden light lit up from him.

"Admiralty hood!"

He shouted in a deep voice.

Rumble!

The loud noise shook, shattering many ores on the rock wall.

The eight-pin martial monk only felt a huge force coming from in front of him, and the golden bell hood was instantly exercised, and the sword light immediately penetrated his chest.

Click!

The bones were broken, and a thumping heart below was cut into pieces by the knife qi!

The strong martial monk's body froze and froze in place.

Xu Qing galloped past him, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest!

One hit instantly kills eight products!

The next moment.

Suddenly there is a light in front of you.

The moon, dark clouds, and temples appear in front of you.

Xu Qing's figure flashed and ran towards the location of the small courtyard.

In the cave behind him, a roar came faintly...

Under the rare moonlight, Xu Qing turned into a black shadow and galloped on the road.

At this time.

The entire Qingjing Temple reacted, and one by one the monks and martial monks rushed out and ran towards the location of the cave.

There was a great chaos in the monastery, and some pilgrims who stayed overnight did not know why, and walked out of the room, only to see the many monks who were desperately rushing without knowing what was happening.

A moment later.

Xu Qing rushed to the outside of the small courtyard where the Buddhas were.

Two martial monks were stationed at the door, their faces were very anxious, but they did not dare to leave the place.

And at this time.

In a flash of their eyes, a familiar dark figure appeared in front of them.

Martial Monk Jing was able to look at it and was shocked.

"You, aren't you supposed to become a Buddha?"

Xu Qing did not speak, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the small courtyard.

Jing Neng was furious, and just wanted to turn around and take this guy down, but found that his body was out of control.

Boom.

A line of blood appeared from his waist, his upper body quietly slipped to the ground, and his internal organs and intestines flowed to the ground.

The martial monks on the side did the same, breaking off at the waist.

They struggled, screamed, and looked at Xu Qing's back in horror.

This guy turned out to be so strong?

Xu Qing didn't even push the door, directly smashed the door, threw away the ring knife, and grabbed his embroidered spring knife.

Then, he raised his foot and kicked it.

Rumble!

The wall in front of him collapsed directly, revealing a room behind, on the simple small bed, Zhang Danyao closed her eyes tightly and slept very deadly.

Xu Qing stepped forward and arrested Zhang Danyao, not caring whether it would hurt her, turned around and rushed out of the small courtyard.

With a tap on his tiptoes, he jumped up and rushed towards the outside of the temple.

Distance.

In a large hall, brilliant golden light suddenly burst out!

The dazzling golden light illuminated the entire Qingjing Temple, and a deafening sound of Buddha chanting resounded.

"Amitabha!"

Xu Qing tilted his head to look.

I saw that under the golden light, there was a monk with a beautiful face slowly getting up, surrounded by golden light, with a compassionate face, and clasped his hands together.

That face Xu Qing was very familiar.

It was the monk Hui Hai!

Thirty-five years have passed, and his appearance has not changed in the slightest!

Hui Hai moved.

He walked towards the cave step by step, giving birth to lotus step by step, singing Buddha music, and golden light shining out.

His movements seemed to be slow, but in an instant he came to the cave and walked in.

The True Qi in Xu Qing's body was running wildly, and his speed increased again!

The realm of the monk Hui Hai definitely exceeds the eighth rank!

Even, it may exceed the seventh grade!

Such an enemy is by no means something that he can fight now.

Xu Qing held Zhang Danyao under his armpit, and his speed was extremely fast, smashing the wall in front of him, turning into a stream of light and running towards An Miao Mountain!

A moment later.

When Xu Qing had just walked to the bottom of An Miao Mountain.

Airplanes!

A low humming sound came from the Seijing Temple on the mountain!

Followed by.

A dazzling golden light rose up from the Qingjing Temple, instantly dispelling countless dark clouds in the sky!

"Amitabha!"

The magnificent sound of Buddha singing echoed.