"What do you mean!"
Ku Xuan's eyes were serious, his brows were tightened, and his voice was low and hoarse.
The wide golden-red cassock fluttered and danced behind the old man's skinny body, tumbling endlessly, and the surging vitality with a faint golden halo surrounded his body like a whirling hurricane.
Watch out for dry wheels...
The words Jiang Zirou said before entering the devil's lair resurfaced in his mind again.
The alarm bell in Ku Xuan's heart rang wildly, and he looked in the direction of Liuli Bodhisattva from the corner of his eyes.
What made him relax a little was that the female Bodhisattva, dressed in white and barefoot, with a soft and beautiful face, was also stunned, subconsciously approaching Ku Xuan.
in this way.
The six secret kings in Shaolin Temple were scattered and became two halves that were fighting against each other.
"Kuruan..."
The emaciated Shaolin Temple abbot took a step forward, and the remaining three Secret Kings stood behind him.
In Kulun's eyes, it was pitch black, as cold as a bottomless abyss.
"Why are you doing this!?"
Kulun and Kuxuan come from the same school and have known each other for thousands of years.
Kulun's talent is very good, although he is young, but the position of abbot of Shaolin Temple still falls on top of this junior.
Ku Xuan never complained about this.
In the three thousand years since the Buddha King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation disappeared, he has been doing his best to assist his extremely talented junior brother, with the joint efforts of several people.
In recent years, although Shaolin Temple does not have a strong man in the realm of a Buddha king, it still maintains the majesty of the great religion of the god king, and can fully fulfill its obligations such as subjugating demons and eliminating demons.
These things are easy to say.
But if you really do it, even if you are the strongest person who is the top of the true god.
During the three thousand years, brothers Ku Xuan and Ku Lun also had the experience of surviving near death.
It was precisely because of these things that after hearing Jiang Zirou's point, although Ku Xuan had doubts, he didn't take it too seriously.
never thought...
Ku Xuan stared blankly at his junior brother.
Having practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, even though his mind and nature were already like a pool of stagnant water, now that he suddenly faced such a situation, he couldn't help but feel desolation on his old and yellow face.
"Everything I do with Kulun is for Shaolin."
With no sadness or joy on Kulun's face, he put his palms together in front of his chest, and said in a flat tone.
"For Shaolin?"
Ku Xuan glared, and said hoarsely because of anger, "Killing is to protect life, to kill karma, not to kill people."
"If it's really for Shaolin, you should seal that evil dragon, and then drive back all the enemies who came from the nether world. This is for Shaolin!"
"Can the mantis arm block the car?"
Kulun said indifferently, "Brother, you are always as stubborn as usual, you don't understand anything."
"The outcome of this war is already doomed. The Yuan Realm and the Demon Realm are all defeated. The fall of the overseas martial arts world is a matter of time."
"And when that day really comes, the Buddha we have believed in for thousands of years will not be able to protect us."
"However, if..."
Kulun spoke with a sigh, paused for a while, and then resolutely said in a low voice:
"But if we enshrine Nether as a true Buddha, and everyone practices Nether Law, when the new era comes, Shaolin Temple will not only be able to survive, but also flourish again!"
"If the world sinks into hell, then, when the time comes, the devil will be the Buddha."
These words, said faster and faster.
At the end, it was like a burst of thunder, leaving Ku Xuan speechless in shock.
"You betrayed Shaolin..."
After a long time, Ku Xuan staggered and said in a low voice.
"I just want to save the common people and the sea of suffering."
Kulun replied flatly, then looked at Kulun calmly with pitch-black eyes, and asked, "Then, brother. Are you planning to join us, or are you determined to be an enemy of the torrent of the times?"
Kulun, and the three secret kings behind Kulun.
Their bodies are not too tall, but at this moment, they are like one after another magic mountains standing in front of Ku Xuan and Liu Li.
"You are dreaming!"
A dark golden Zen stick appeared in Ku Xuan's hand.
The five skinny fingers, which were like chicken feet, were tightly tightened, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, and they stared at the four people in front of them without retreating.
"It's exactly what I expected."
His senior brother has a gentle personality, and Kulun understands it best.
Therefore, Ku Xuan's answer at this time was not beyond his expectations.
"What about you, Liuli Bodhisattva?"
Liuli Bodhisattva's face gradually became grim, and he did not speak. A whisk made of animal hair appeared in his left hand, and a palm-sized, dark golden, with some rust marks, was in his right hand.
The jade purification bottle with extraordinary defensive ability was given to Jiang Zirou by Liuli Bodhisattva.
But apart from this magic weapon.
This handle can bind the flesh and suppress the ghost. As well as the soul-absorbing bell on the right hand, which is specially aimed at the spiritual thoughts of monks, both have extremely outstanding power.
Although Liuli Bodhisattva did not speak, this action has already shown his position invisibly.
"Forget it."
Ku Xuan nodded, his appearance became cold and unfamiliar, "If that's the case, brothers and sisters, if we don't agree with each other, I won't hold back from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black jade Buddha bead the size of a longan rose slowly from the center of Ku Xuan's brow.
If Jiang Zirou was here, he would be able to recognize that this bead was polished with the most precious and rare black jade source vein.
Snapped!
The black prayer beads floated three inches above the head, and then shattered suddenly.
call! ! !
The rich source quality is like an angry dragon that overwhelms the river, escapes from the shattered Buddhist beads.
The strong wind swept across, and the black mist enveloped the entire Buddhist cave.
The surrounding Zen masters who had been in a state of sedation woke up one after another, and looked in shock at the head master who was bathed in the black mist and looked like a revived demon god.
Roar!
Under the infusion of source quality.
Dry Wheel's originally skinny body swelled and exploded rapidly, the loose skin was taut, and the fascia and muscles were pitch-black, with various hideous and distorted purple-red markings appearing on it.
At the joints and elbows, bloodshot bone spurs burst out of his body.
On the top of the dry wheel's head, the dense black cuticles gathered together to form dense and sharp protrusions.
At this moment, Ku Xuan is six meters tall, his muscles swollen and dense to the limit are like extremely compressed alloys, exuding a cold and hard metallic luster.
Click!
He straightened up slowly, the huge aura turned into substance, and the hard floor of the Buddhist cave under his feet began to shatter inch by inch.
"I used to be weak, old, and possessed great strength, but I could only watch myself step into the abyss of death"
"but now…"
Wearing black horny armor and hideous bone spurs, Ku Xuan stretched out his hand, grasped five fingers, and closed them suddenly.
Boom!
There was a thunderous explosion.
"I am eternity!"
Cultivators in Metaverse have a long lifespan, but there are still limits.
Especially some powerful monks in the mythical realm, with all their cultivation bases, can only watch death come step by step, and watch the years like knives leave marks on their bodies.
The prosperity of the past is gone, the cultivation base is stagnant, and it is inevitable to fall into weakness and powerlessness.
This is something every Metaverse cultivator is destined to experience...
But now, after becoming Netherworld, she no longer has such troubles.
In the very distant past, the Netherworld was called the Immortal Realm, and Immortals represent longevity...
The ghosts will die, and the probability of alienation and out-of-control will increase with the passage of time, but every ghost has a nearly infinite lifespan.
now.
What he had just transformed from a Yuanjie monk into a ghostly dry wheel was the pleasure of being swept away by the weakness caused by approaching the limit of his lifespan.
"Hahaha!"
The huge source quality flowing in the body, and the various desires brought about by the rejuvenation of the body.
The reborn Kulun couldn't help laughing.
However, in a short moment, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Pooh!
Dry Wheel lowered his head in a daze, looking at the thick arm protruding from the middle of his chest.
At the end of this light golden arm, among the five fingers, is a beating dark red heart.
Boom!
The five fingers exerted force suddenly.
The viscous plasma burst out and splashed on the ground, on the surrounding dark chains, and on the bewildered face of Dry Wheel.
"You... why did you betray me?"
Kulun turned around, and what he saw was the Jianglong Arhat with bloodstained arms and a hard face.
Nether's powerful vitality made injuries such as a broken heart not fatal to Kulun.
But the dry wheel has just completed the ceremony and transformed into a ghost, and the huge source quality has not completely penetrated into every organ to complete the subsequent transformation...
Moreover, Dragon Subduing Arhat was originally the best at fighting among the six secret kings, so the power of the sudden sneak attack should not be underestimated.
Two reasons combine with each other.
Even if Kulun was lucky enough to survive now, he was still heavily injured, and his strength, which had swelled to its peak, declined rapidly at this moment, even revealing a little weakness.
"I stood by my own beliefs and never betrayed anyone."
Luohan Jianglong is eight feet tall, but slightly shorter than the current Kulun.
On his arm, streaks of golden Buddha lights danced, the Sanskrit sound was vast, and the stinky black blood was quickly evaporated.
"Too…"
Kulun lowered his eyes, and sighed prostrably, "How could a person like you agree with my path... I was careless."
Luohan Jianglong didn't continue to speak.
Instead, he stretched out his hand, stretched his five fingers, and pressed down the huge palm like a millstone.
But at the same time, the cloth bag Arhat and Puxian Bodhisattva on both sides also reacted quickly, and a dark Buddha's light suddenly shone on Jianglong's whole body.
Chi Chi Chi!
The golden body of Arhat with the muscled muscles of the subduing dragon touched the black Buddha light, and there was a sound of "chi chi", and a large black smoke came out.
The golden body was mottled, and Luohan's movements also stopped.
The cloth bag Luohan shot at the same time, his shoulder muscles tensed, his fat body swelled, and he slammed hard like a mammoth.
Boom!
The huge body of Arhat Subduing Dragon flew out again, his limbs stretched out, and he was embedded in the wall, unable to move for a while.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Ku Xuan and Liuli Bodhisattva are both experienced men.
The sudden outbreak of the situation caught them off guard, and while the two were overjoyed, they did not miss the opportunity created with great difficulty by Arhat Subduing the Dragon.
call out!
The golden whisk rose against the wind, winding towards the huge demon body of the dry wheel.
Dry Wheel was severely injured, but in just a short moment, the blood from the wound had been stopped, but the wound that penetrated back and forth at the heart was still terrifying.
Boom!
He grabbed forward with his left hand, and grabbed the dark golden whisk in his hand.
the other side.
Ku Xuan's body swelled, and his muscles were like twisted roots of an old tree. He raised the Zen staff high in his hand, and slashed it down like a battle axe.
The great demon Kulun looked solemn, and grabbed the long handle of the Zen staff with his right hand, trying to stop it.
"Ding!"
The soul-destroying bell appeared above the head out of thin air, and it trembled, suppressing all the noises in the Buddhist cave in an instant.
Nether is physically strong, but his spiritual sense is relatively weak.
Caught off guard, Kulun's expression was dull, and the tense muscles on his body involuntarily relaxed.
Hey!
Ku Xuan jumped up high, and the vitality of his whole body was poured into the Zen staff in his hand.
A round of golden sun was shining brightly, appearing on the top of the Zen stick, and with tremendous force, it landed in the middle of Kulun's head.
Boom!
A dull, loud crack.
The pitch-black horn, the white skull, and the dark red bloodshot splashed down.
Amidst the vast golden Buddha light, a huge black figure flew upside down, smashed heavily on the wall of the Buddhist cave, and shook violently.
Dust fell from the dome along with fine stones.
A deep hole the size of a bowl appeared on the top of Kulun's head. Through this wound, one could directly see the off-white brain of the big devil and the dark red blood stained on it.
wobbly...
Dry Wheel finally stood up, and at the same time, Bag Arhat and Puxian Bodhisattva also landed beside him.
On the other side, Dragon Subduing Arhat, Liuli Bodhisattva, and King Kuxuanmi stood together, facing each other with golden Buddha light.
Among the six Secret Kings of Shaolin Temple, each of them has almost the same level of cultivation, but each of them has their own field of expertise.
If we only talk about combat power...
Subduing Dragon Arhat, Ku Xuan, and Ku Lun are obviously stronger than the other three.
Lohan in Bags is not weak, but he is better at defense, and his attack methods are mostly insufficient.
As for the two Bodhisattvas, Liuli and Puxian, they are quite accomplished in assisting healing, and at the level of the top true gods, they are not good at fighting.
In this way, Ku Xuan and Jiang Long were the main attackers, and Liu Li assisted from the side.
Coupled with the two first strikes, the most powerful Demonized Kulun was severely injured, and the situation became clear in an instant. At this moment, it was Kuxuan and his group who had the upper hand.
only…
Faced with such a situation, Budai, Puxian, and Kulun still had the look of winning.
Ku Xuan felt restless in his heart, faintly aware that something was wrong.
"You still don't understand what is the general trend of the world..."
Kulun stood up. At this moment, he looked very miserable, Tianling was smashed to pieces, and there was a big hole in the middle of his chest.
But he looked at his senior brothers with pity.
"There is no way, but there is a way. The world is like a prison, and Buddhism and Taoism are empty..."
Accompanied by Kulun's chant, above his head, the broken prayer beads were reassembled, forming a dilapidated altar indistinctly.
"not good!"
"Stop him!"
Ku Xuan's expression was startled, and he sensed a terrifying aura far surpassing that of a true god from this altar, and his expression changed drastically.
…
And at the same time...
On Daqing Mountain not far from Shaolin Temple, Jiang Zirou, who was silently watching the battle with double pupils, suddenly felt a strong summoning aura from the bottom of his heart.
moment…
The expression on the face of the avatar in the black dress gradually became a little weird.