Urban Supreme Immortal Doctor

"I have devoted myself to retreat for 30 years, and I am practicing Buddhism."

The old monk said calmly, "I have discussed Zen with the Buddha for a long time, and today I will kill you, the remnant of the demon clan, with the six-character mantra of the Buddha."

South!

no!

Ah!

When the three mantras fell, a huge Buddha's light erupted from the old monk's body. This is the power that can only be possessed by a truly eminent monk.

The old monk had been cultivating immortals for more than a hundred years before he could accumulate this kind of strength. When the strength is combined, the strength of the whole person has more than doubled.

"Excuse the evil!"

The old monk put his hands together.

Two huge Buddha's palms appeared in midair, and they slapped towards Zhao Qingyang.

These two powerful forces are the pure power of true essence, which is the most authentic power of a cultivator.But if you want to reach the realm of the old monk, you have to have the power of the yin and yang mirror.

"It's really fun!"

Zhao Qingyang let out a loud roar, and smashed his fists towards the Buddha's palm with the power to destroy the world.

The two forces collided together, and the sky was about to collapse!

With the two people as the starting point, all the surrounding buildings have been lowered by a bit, sinking into the ground.

The people next to them burst into tears, and many of them fell to their knees. In the attack just now, many of their relatives had already died.

"Good come!"

Zhao Qingyang laughed and said, "The old monk

, I will let you die here today. "

For the punch just now, Zhao Qingyang didn't use all his strength, but he could clearly feel that the old monk's strength was almost exhausted.

So he planned to use a unique move to kill the old monk directly, and then devour his soul.

His soul is too pure, as long as he can swallow it, Zhao Qingyang's strength will increase again.

As the descendant of the monster clan, it can not only improve its strength through cultivation, but also improve its strength faster and better by devouring the strong.

That's why, Zhao Qingyang came to find this old monk for the first battle. There must be risks in it, but if he can overcome this risk, the rewards will be huge.

"Demon Pill!"

Zhao Qingyang roared angrily, and the nine shadows behind him condensed into a monster aura, which was comparable to the purest true essence, like a nuclear bomb that would destroy the world.

Nine demon pills appeared in midair, and they all rushed towards the old monk

The old monk looked at these things with an unhurried expression.

In the next second, he spit out the truth again!

Mi!

At this time, his strength has reached the peak of Yin Yang Mirror, in other words, he can already compete with real cultivators.

After reaching this state, it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

With his current strength, he can destroy half of a city with a single blow, and even wipe out a country with a full blow.

"There is such a powerful breath."

"It's breathtaking."

The crowd watching by the side are all dumbfounded now.

Nine demon pills are overwhelming, and the terrifying energy fluctuations are almost comparable to nuclear bombs.

In order to protect others, the old monk used his true source to condense into a huge barrier, including all these demon pills, and let them explode in the barrier.

In an instant, the old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

The energy generated by the explosion directly injured him severely, causing his internal organs to be damaged to varying degrees.

Zhao Qingyang laughed and said, "Old monk, you and I are brothers, but you still want to take care of these bugs, you are killing yourself!"

The old monk sighed and said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? These people are innocent, and I can't watch them die before my eyes."

陀！

Buddha!

All the six-character mantras were used, and the old monk's body suddenly became bigger, like a giant.He suddenly raised his right hand, and a palm that covered the sky fell from the sky.

Zhao Qingyang showed a sneer on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Old monk, with your level of attack, don't even think about hurting me!"

Boom.

After this palm was slapped, he didn't intend to hurt Zhao Qingyang, but formed a cage and imprisoned him in it.Zhao Qingyang is like Sun Wukong now, being suppressed by the Buddha under Five Fingers Mountain.

Zhao Qingyang cursed angrily: "Damn old monk, you actually use tricks!"

He originally thought that he could easily pierce through this palm, but he didn't expect that this palm was made of a blur, and ordinary attacks would have no effect at all.

Zhao Qingyang turned pale with shock, and now he has been imprisoned in it.

The old monk said compassionately: "Killing is to protect the way, killing karma is not killing people!"

He clasped his hands together, and his huge palms were also slowly closing. After they were completely tightened, Zhao Qingyang was trapped in it, and he would definitely be slapped alive into meatloaf.

"Old monk, do you think you can kill me like this?"

Zhao Qingyang's voice changed suddenly, as if there was another soul roaring in his body, "No one in this world can kill me, not even a god descending from the earth."

As the voice fell, the skin on Zhao Qingyang's face began to peel off, and a pitch-black face with rotting flesh appeared in front of everyone.

"It's actually a complete demon clan!"

A monk's tone trembled.

The monster race, once a powerful race, has become the public enemy of everyone in the world.

Later, it was destroyed by the immortals and disappeared for a while.

, I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, it would reappear.

Zhao Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, with vicissitudes in his voice: "Old Monk, today I'm going to tear your skin to the bone and devour your body and soul!"

"Sleepy!"

With all the six-character mantras used, the power can already destroy the world. After this battle, the strength of the old monk will definitely plummet.

But he did not hesitate to pay the price, but also to protect the ordinary people of this city and the tens of thousands of monks under him.

This kind of consequence brings irreparable damage, and it has unimaginable loss to the future and to the foundation of oneself.

However, the old monk had no choice but to sever his wrists and fight Zhao Qingyang desperately.

My Buddha is merciful, how can I let the monster race out?

As the No. 1 Buddhist sect in Southeast Asia, the old monk naturally has the common people in his heart, and he can't just watch the bloody storm in this world.

Therefore, he must act now, even at the cost of his own death, to protect the safety of these people and the safety of this world.

Now he put his palms together and was suspended in the mid-air, and a holy lotus platform suddenly appeared under his feet, just like the real Buddha descended into the world.

In an instant, even the sunset glow in the sky was bursting with golden light.

"The Buddha has come!"

Everyone stared at the sky in stunned amazement!

(End of this chapter)