In front of the Daxiong Palace.
Everyone was stunned.
The Demon Sect disciples were fine, although they were shocked, they just thought that Su Qin was hiding everything, and scolded the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple for being insidious and cunning.
But many disciples of Shaolin Temple, including the head abbot, were completely stunned.
The demon disciples don't know the details of Su Qin, but can they not know
Su Qin has been in the temple for 20 years, and has been a sweeping monk for a full 20 years. Most of the disciples in the field have often greeted Su Qin.
Such a person, could it be the ancestor of the holy monk in Shaolin Temple
Abbot Huiwen was stunned, the new head of the Miscellaneous House was stunned, the head of the Martial Monk Academy was stunned, and the head of the Discipline Academy was stunned.
"True View? The nameless holy monk?"
The head of the new hospital of the handyman's hospital could only feel a roar in his brain. Before the head of the old hospital passed away, he also asked him to take care of Zhenguan.
but now
The new head of the Miscellaneous House suddenly felt that everything in Shaolin Temple had become strange.
"Is he the ancestor of the holy monk in my temple?"
Abbot Huiwen's mind suddenly appeared in the mind of the blurry figure that broke in when he went crazy six years ago.
At that time, Abbot Huiwen just felt that the vague figure seemed very young, not like he had lived for more than a hundred years.
However, even though Abbot Huiwen had some doubts at that time, he only felt that he was thinking too much.
Based on the means shown by that senior monk, even if it is not the top grade, I am afraid it is not far behind. How can it be so young
Besides, Abbot Huiwen was very sure that the senior monk was not a disciple of the 'Hui' generation.
In this case, apart from an unknown ancestor from past dynasties, Abbot Huiwen couldn't think of any other possibility.
However, what Abbot Huiwen did not expect was that the senior monk was indeed not a disciple of the 'Hui' generation.
But the 'true' disciples.
"Brother Zhenguan."
Zhenzhi stared blankly at Su Qin, his face full of confusion.
Ten years ago, the blood-devouring old devil sneaked into the Demon Suppressing Tower, devoured many demons imprisoned in the tower, and stepped into the second-rank realm in one fell swoop.
At that time, when many monks patrolling the Demon Suppressing Tower were about to die at the hands of the Blood-devouring Old Demon, a vague figure appeared and killed the Blood-devouring Old Demon.
This moment.
The vague figure in Zhenzhi's mind merged with Su Qin's figure at some point.
After a while.
Just when everyone was still deeply shocked,
The low-pitched laughter of the black-robed demon lord started to sound slowly.
"It turns out that you are really an unknown holy monk!"
"It turns out that you are really an unknown holy monk!!"
The eyes of the black-robed demon master faintly had a black light blooming, so dark and dark, as if they came from the abyss.
"Since you are the nameless holy monk, today, I will use your blood to prove my path to mythology!!!"
The black-robed demon lord stomped his feet violently, and in an instant, endless demonic energy boiled wildly and spread in all directions.
Although the black-robed demon lord didn't know why Su Qin could escape his eyesight.
But no matter what, the opponent he longed for was right in front of him, so how could he hold back and ask questions.
"I practiced bitterly in the western desert for fifty years, observed natural disasters, and comprehended the heavens and the earth, so I created this unique technique on purpose."
"I hope you will not let me down, Unknown Saint Monk!!"
As soon as the black-robed demon lord finished speaking, the endless demonic energy suddenly changed, collided and merged continuously, faintly forming a black sandstorm that shrunk countless times.
"not good!!"
It's troublesome for Huiwen to put it on the scalp.
Under this black sandstorm, even a first-rank grand master like Abbot Huiwen trembled all over, and a life-and-death crisis emerged in his heart.
"Your Excellency, the demon lord's move is probably a full-strength attack. You can enter my Shaolin Temple Arhat formation and temporarily avoid the sharp edge."
Abbot Huiwen didn't know how to address Su Qin for a while, so he could only call him "Your Excellency".
In the opinion of Abbot Huiwen, even if Su Qin is really the ancestor of the holy monk, his strength may not be comparable to that of the demon lord at the moment.
Therefore, in the face of the demon lord's full blow, logically speaking, it is necessary to retreat.
However.
Su Qin shook his head, and said casually: "No need, it's too troublesome."
Su Qin has just stepped into the realm of 'Arhat', but he wants to try to see how strong he is now.
The black-robed devil condensed his own demonic energy into a black sandstorm. In Su Qin's view, it was just another way of using internal force, and it was nothing at all.
"How dare you!"
The black-robed demon master Su Qin didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, and suddenly became furious, and the black sandstorm turned dark again.
next moment.
The sky darkened.
The pitch-black sandstorm instantly enveloped Su Qin.
"be careful!"
Abbot Huiwen was very anxious.
However, he was injured at the moment, so he couldn't intervene in the fight between the black-robed demon lord and Su Qin.
Just when many demon disciples seemed to see the scene where Su Qin was torn apart by the pitch-black sandstorm.
hum! ! !
I saw that within ten meters of Su Qin's body, the air was faintly distorted, and all the dark sandstorms near this area evaporated quickly, as if they had never existed.
"This is?"
The face of the black robe demon lord changed drastically, and he looked at Su Qin in disbelief.
Not only the black-robed Demon Lord, but the eyeballs of the others almost popped out.
If Su Qin was extremely prepared and blocked the blow of the demon lord with great difficulty, everyone could reluctantly accept it.
But what about the facts
Su Qin didn't even move, just stood there alone, and blocked the demon lord's blow with all his strength.
How can this be? ! !
"This is your strength?"
Su Qin still stood where he was, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face.
If the power of the demon lord's blow was thousands of times stronger, it might make him feel threatened.
"What are you?"
The black-robed demon lord looked more solemn than ever.
Originally, the black-robed devil thought that Su Qin's strength was similar to his, and they were both top-ranked in the second transformation, and even weaker than him.
But now it seems that the other party is very likely to be a first-rank Dzogchen who has transformed three times.
"Fight or retreat?"
The black-robed demon lord showed hesitation.
If Su Qin is really a first-class Dzogchen, if he continues to stay, it is very likely that he will fall here completely.
only.
Before the black-robed demon lord could make a decision, Su Qin, who was standing there, took a step leisurely.
"Let's end it."
Su Qin stretched out his slender right hand and patted the black-robed Demon Lord lightly.
"snort!"
A cold look flashed across the face of the black-robed Demon Lord.
"Even if you are a first-class Dzogchen, so what?"
"It's easy to beat me, but it's a dream to keep me!"
The black-robed demon lord retreated violently, wanting to stay away from Su Qin.
However.
next moment.
A mighty, majestic power swept from all directions, imprisoning the black-robed demon lord in place.
"This is?"
The expression of the black-robed demon lord changed wildly, and he looked at Su Qin as if he was looking at a monster.
"The power of heaven and earth?"
"You, you are a martial arts myth?!!"
(end of this chapter)