"Little Clouds and Little Clouds are so beautiful"

The Sunflower Ancestor slowly dissipated, turning into blood mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Ling Tian’s eyes shining with admiration: “What a sunflower ancestor, I, Ling Tian, ​​admired it!”

"Puff"

I couldn't help but sprayed out the three-foot blood sword again. A blood hole appeared in my chest, completely pierced by the sword of the Sunflower Ancestor.

What a strong sword, a very strong sword. Ling Tian would never have thought that there was such an existence in this world that could exert the limit of the fast sword.

Ling Tian’s previous burial flower sword technique was this kind of sword technique that pursues speed. However, Ling Tian felt that the fast sword had a limitation after all, so he gave up the burial flower sword technique to create the current broken body invisible sword energy. However, it seems that this is not the case at all. The top of the fast sword is so terrifying.

The Sunflower Ancestor uses the fast sword to the peak, and it is impossible for Ling Tian to resist it at all.

Ling Tian was defeated, even if he used the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will, and the Dead Sword jointly attacked, he still could not resist such a fast sword.

Fortunately, the ancestor of Sunflower could not control this rapid sword. It was originally aimed at Ling Tian's throat, but it finally fell into his chest.

Ling Tian's move, a 100,000-year-old ginseng was swallowed directly into Ling Tian's stomach.

The strong vitality of ginseng continues to fill the whole body, and the blood hole in the chest is slowly shrinking.

At this moment, the monk sweeping the floor sighed: "Amitabha Buddha Lingtian donor's sword technique shocked the world. Today, he killed two great masters in a row. He is truly the best in the world."

After the faint words fell, the sweeping monk took a step forward.

Ling Tian's pupils dilated and he roared: "Wolf God, the great master of Tubo helps to block this sweeping monk. This guy is not as simple as he imagined!"

The wolf god was stunned, but found that the sweeping monk had taken action, and even more attacked Ling Tian.

At this moment, the wolf god had no time to react. The blood-colored true energy had just wrapped around his body, and the sweeping monk was approaching.

The eyes of the Tubo Grandmaster shine, emitting a special light!

The sweeping monk paused, and the wolf god had already reacted, and he felt scared in his heart. This sweeping monk was terrifying. Now he has made enemies with Shaolin, so he should kill him!

Once you take action, you will be extraordinary, and the blood-colored true energy will directly turn into wolf claws.

"Siyaon tear the moon!"

This is the peerless secret book "Thirty-six Styles of the Sky Wolf" passed down from generation to generation in the Wolf God Valley.

The sharp claws appear and are directly in front of the sweeping monk.

"Amitabha!"

In just a moment, the sweeping monk was awake, shouting the Buddha's name, and his whole body was filled with golden light.

"Thorny"

The blood and gold collided, turning into a spark, without any damage at all.

The wolf god was shocked, but found that the sweeping monk had already waved his palm!

The golden palms cover the sky and the sun, and there is a vast Buddha light.

The blood-colored true energy of the wolf god touched the light, as if it was touching sulfuric acid, and was constantly corroded.

Ling Tian said: "Clouds and autumn water!"

At this moment, the two of them also waved their palms.

The great master's true energy roared and instantly fell towards this golden palm.

"boom"

The true energy is like a bomb, directly destroying the ground and even destroying the void.

During the explosion, I saw several figures.

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk appeared intact and stood in front of the Shaolin monks.

The wolf god spewed out blood and stood in the distance, looking at the sweeping monk in disbelief.

The young Tubo master had blood and tears in his eyes and said in disbelief: "How could this spirit be so powerful!"

The Tubo Grand Master was young and only at the level of a master, but his spirit was far beyond that of a master. His spirit was murderous, but it was extremely terrifying. Now that he met a monk who sweeping the floor, he had no effect at all, the Tubo Grand Master was naturally surprised.

Wu Xingyun also exclaimed: "How is that possible!"

Li Qiushui was even more surprised: "The four great masters took action and barely took over this palm. Who is this sweeping monk?"

At this moment, the people watching the battle were shocked. Who knew that the Shaolin Grand Master was so powerful. In everyone's hearts, two of the grand masters who were like myths were killed by Ling Tian. Now, the Shaolin Grand Masters are fighting against four, and they are still easy to do.

Solemn, surprised, and incredible countless emotions intertwined.

The monk sweeping the floor sighed: "Amitabha! Now that the war in the Song Dynasty is in chaos, my Buddha is compassionate and will definitely save all sentient beings. The source of this disaster is the donor Ling Tian. If the donor Ling Tian is willing to convert to Buddhism, let's forget what happened today!"

The sweeping monk looked at Ling Tian, ​​and the entire Shaolin was extremely surprised. He originally thought that the entire Shaolin would no longer exist, but now it seems that the Shaolin is about to be carried forward.

Ling Tian chuckled, and the blood hole in his chest slowly recovered: "Don't waste the Sacred Heart True Qi in Canghai, I've recovered now!"

Li Canghai heard this and slowly put away his true energy. Ling Tian had already stood up, moved his arms, staring at the sweeping monk with sharp eyes: "Hehe, if you convert to Buddhism, or submit to your Dayan. After being a monk for a long time, has Murong Longcheng forgotten the will to restore Dayan? Now it is a good opportunity. The great master of the Song Dynasty has died, and the Song Dynasty has also been captured by me. It is a good opportunity to restore Dayan!"

After a word fell, countless eyes looked at the sweeping monk.

At this moment, the Tubo Grandmaster was shocked: "So it was you? The guy who sneaked into Tubo a hundred years ago and snatched the secret method of reincarnation."

The Wolf God was also shocked. Who knew that this was the grandmaster of the previous generation. It was still a hundred years ago, so why is this guy still alive?

Li Qiushui was also unbelievable: "I didn't say to the master when he passed away that all the great masters died, and he was the last one to die. Why is Murong Longcheng still alive!"

Wu Xingyun looked at the master of breakthrough and said, "Is it the secret technique of Tubo?"

"It's good that Tubo inherits the secret technique of reincarnation. When he dies, he injects his spirit and memory into the body of an unborn child, and then grows up again. Once he awakens his memory, he is called reincarnation spiritual power. However, this secret method is extremely dangerous. I am also a reincarnation spiritual child, a successful reincarnation spiritual child. In my memory, a hundred years ago, Murong Longcheng sneaked into the Potala Palace to grab the mystery of reincarnation. After being injured by me, he disappeared. Unexpectedly, Murong Longcheng succeeded! "
Chapter completed!