Chen Hao’s Wanjian Return to the Sect is not the kind used by Wuming in the Storm.

This set of Wanjian Guizong was created by Chen Hao's various sword techniques, and is 108,000 times more exquisite than the name Wanjian Guizong.

When the countless arms and the "卍" symbols were less than ten feet away from Chen Hao, Chen Hao moved, and he directly activated the ten thousand sword lights condensed by his magic power.

Wherever the sword light passed, it broke the countless arms and the "卍" symbols. In front of the sword light, they were like paper-patterned, vulnerable.

After the sword light broke the arm and swastika symbols, it shot out at the tens of thousands of giant Buddhas.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless sounds of explosions sounded at the Great Leiyin Temple, and the sword lights unstoppably penetrated the body of the golden giant Buddha, causing them to explode.

After the golden giant Buddha exploded and opened, the Great Leiyin Temple fell into darkness again.

However, the darkness lasted for a short time. After a moment, thousands of giant Buddhas appeared again.

However, this time they did not recite Buddhist scriptures or attack Chen Hao. Instead, they all performed a Buddhist ceremony and sat upright around the Daleiyin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

A plain voice sounded from the west side of Da Leiyin Temple. Although the sound was very light, it was deafening in Chen Hao's ears. The magic power in his body could not control it and ran around in his meridians.

As the plain voice fell, a figure appeared on the west side of the Great Leiyin Temple. This was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old monk. He was thin, wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, and his eyes were bright.

"I didn't expect that I had only been away for thousands of years. Lingshan would use the killing tricks I left behind to defend Buddhism." The monk looked calm and looked at Chen Hao as if he was looking at a dead person.

Chen Hao didn't say anything. He knew that he had taken two steps eastward. The pressure this person gave him was too great. He had only encountered this pressure once before. He encountered Nuwa in the Three Worlds of Immortal Sword. Nuwa in that world was a saint who opened up many worlds!

This monk can give Chen Hao and Nuwa almost equal pressure, which shows that this monk should also be a saint.

Seeing that Chen Hao didn't say anything, the monk smiled faintly and said, "What? Are you scared?"

Chen Hao sneered: "Hmph, are I afraid of a projection? Or don't say anything nonsense, just use any means."

The monk smiled gently and said, "Oh, do you see that I am projecting? Not easy, no wonder the Tathagata who could force him to use the trick I left behind and die at my hands will be your greatest honor."

After saying that, he took action and slapped Chen Hao with a palm.

There are no illusions or aliens in this palm. Just like the moves used by a third-rate warrior, it is ordinary.

But his speed was very fast, and in an instant, he had already arrived at Chen Hao's side.

"Well, I want to see how powerful the saints are."

Seeing the palm attacking, Chen Hao slapped out fearlessly and faced the monk's palm.

"Bang!"

When the two palms touched each other, a light sound came from a bang, without the earth shaking, nor the ghosts crying and howling, just like an ordinary mortal slamming high-fives.

After one palm, the monk did not move at all.

However, Chen Hao flew out suddenly, vomited blood in the air, and then hit the wall on the east side of the Great Leiyin Temple.

I don’t know what this wall is made of. After Chen Hao hit it, the wall was safe and sound.

"Ahem!" Chen Hao climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His face was yellow and his chest was covered with blood.

"You can still stand up, amazing, amazing." The monk seemed a little unexpected when he saw Chen Hao climbing up from the ground.

"You are really powerful. The saint's strength is indeed extraordinary."

Chen Hao's face was a little sad. He thought that even if he could not defeat the saint with his current strength, he would not be hurt even if he could not defeat him. He never thought that the gap between the two was so big!

The monk said, "You are already very good. Your realm should be in the late stage of the quasi-saint, but your ability is far beyond that of the peak of the quasi-saint. You are the first person below the saint I have met. I personally wiped out a genius with outstanding talents. Since I feel excited, it makes me feel a pity."

"Are you sure you can really kill me?" Chen Hao smiled coldly and said, "You are just a projection of a saint. At most, you can exert the combat power of the saint level twice, and it will disappear."

The monk smiled and said, "Yes, although I can only use two saint-level powers, it is still easy to kill you."

Although he said this, he felt a little afraid of Chen Hao. It was hard for him to imagine that Chen Hao could still live if he had a palm against him!

"Stop talking, let's take a move. I want to see how you erase me." Chen Hao said lightly.

"Okay, as you wish, die." The monk made a Buddhist ceremony and then recited the Buddhist scriptures.

As he recited, the ten thousand giant Buddhas around the Great Leiyin Temple slowly dissipated and eventually turned into relics.

"The body of ten thousand Buddhas is built, and the golden body of Cundi." After the ten thousand giant Buddhas turned into relics, the relics rushed towards him frantically and merged into his body.

As the relics were integrated, the monk's body gradually began to soar, and the color on his body gradually turned golden.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds. After all the tens of thousands of relics were integrated into his body, his body still soared to a height of nearly 10,000 feet.

This level is actually not high, but the monk's strength has soared several times.

Moreover, there was an additional weapon in his hand. This weapon was exactly the same as the imitation version of the Seven Treasures Miao Tree used by the Bodhi Patriarch that day, but its power was much stronger than the imitation version of the Seven Treasures Miao Tree.

Of course, although this Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is powerful, he is just a condensation by this monk using his magic power, and it is just a one-time trip.

"It turns out it was the projection of Saint Cunti! You are more concerned about Buddhism than Gui Yin!"

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes, pointed his right hand like a sword, and pointed it forward, and the same figures of the six paths appeared in front of Chen Hao.

As Chen Hao recited the spell, the six figures turned into six gourds of different colors, and then they quickly merged together and landed on Chen Hao's head.

For a moment, a gourd with six colors appeared above Chen Hao's head.

This is nothing, the most important thing is that Chen Hao's magic power is also growing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he actually emits an aura that is no less than a saint!
Chapter completed!