Chapter 328 Resurgence

This sound of the Buddha's name caused Yan Xin, who was about to take action accurately, to suddenly stop moving.

Qin Yang was also slightly stunned and looked back.

I saw an old monk with white eyebrows walking out with a dozen monks.

Kasyapa Temple. Old monk with white eyebrows.

As soon as this old monk appeared, even though he had a compassionate temperament, he shocked the entire audience.

Even Yan Xin, who had a hot temper, lost his temper instantly.

Qin Yang carefully sensed the energy of the white-browed old monk and was surprised: "This old guy has probably reached the Tongtian Martial Saint Realm."

The Third Realm of Martial Saint.

He has only reached the Sensing Martial Saint realm at present.

In the Tongtian Martial Saint Realm, he is already one step away from ascending to heaven.

Only sect holy places like Kasyapa Temple can produce such terrifying monsters.

Otherwise Yan Xin wouldn't be so afraid.

"Master Baimei, could it be that you also have thoughts about this sword?"

Zhao Hu asked tentatively.

If the white-browed old monk really had any idea about this sword, he would have no choice but to give up.

"The poor monk has no idea about this sword."

"I came here this time to completely suppress this ghost species."

The old monk with white eyebrows clasped his hands together.

"What. This statue is actually a ghost?"

someone exclaimed.

"No wonder he was pierced by the divine sword but still not completely dead..."

"I'm afraid that in ancient times, this was still a complete ghost seed."

"The complete ghost species. That is an existence that can only be dealt with by warriors who ascend to heaven."

A sound of horror sounded among the crowd.

soon.

Except for the Yanshan Sect and the Golden Tiger Sect, all the warriors subconsciously stayed away from this terrifying stone statue.

"Amitabha."

"So the old monk wants to completely destroy this ghost seed before it revives."

The white-browed old monk said calmly.

"I am willing to lend a helping hand to Master!"

Liu Yun took the initiative to ask for help.

"Thank you donor."

The white-browed old monk seemed to appreciate Liu Yun and smiled.

"Master, I will also help you."

Yan Xin also spoke at this time.

"The same goes for me, Jinhumen."

Zhao Hu was not willing to be outdone.

If someone else said they were not interested in this divine sword, they would probably not believe it.

But the old monk with white eyebrows was different.

This old monk has such a good reputation in the world that he never lies.

Since he said he didn't want it, it was still possible to get this divine sword.

So in this situation, Yan Xin and Zhao Hu were naturally reluctant to leave.

"There may be a fierce battle later."

"Any of you donors who don't want to take risks, please leave first."

"Lest you lose your life in vain."

The old monk with white eyebrows clasped his hands together.

His words really persuaded many second-rate forces and some lone wolves to retreat, leaving only seven or eight people in the end.

Qin Yang is one of them.

As for the people left behind, the white-browed old monk didn’t say much.

"Set up a formation!"

He shouted lowly.

The group of monks following him instantly formed a mysterious formation and surrounded the ferocious stone statue.

"This is the great demon-suppressing array of Kasyapa Temple."

"These monks are all in the Tongxuan realm. After forming this great demon-subduing formation, they can even compete with the Dharmakaya Martial Saint."

A scholar-looking man seemed to be showing off his knowledge and talking nonstop.

Qin Yang stood not far away and heard clearly.

The disciples of Yanshan Sect and Jinhu Sect also formed their own formations.

This large array may not be as powerful as the large demon-subduing array, but it can still exert the power of sensing the Martial Saint.

Seeing that everything was ready, the white-browed old monk wanted to start conquering demons.

He came to the hideous and terrifying stone statue and clasped his hands together: "Does the donor want to pass away on his own, or does he want the old monk to save you?"

The white-browed old monk began to emit white light.

A phantom of a bright Buddha burning with flames appeared behind him.

In an instant.

The originally dark ruins suddenly became brighter.

"Ahhhhh"

The ferocious stone statue seemed to be burned by the light emitted by the white-browed old monk, and some charred black appeared on the surface.

Then.

Drop~

A drop of dark red blood fell from the ferocious stone statue.

In an instant.

This terrifying stone statue more than three meters high suddenly came to life.

More than a dozen jet-black pythons sprouted from the back and danced wildly, roaring continuously.

And this terrifying monster's ferocious mouthparts kept screaming in pain, and the divine sword inserted into its chest was also glowing white, making it unbearably painful.

"I am a snake demon species!!!"

This terrifying monster actually knew the ancient language and roared loudly.

Qin Yang barely understood.

next moment.

This snake demon suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the two python heads on his body, and exerted force.

Click!

Two pythons were suddenly pulled out from its spine, and the flesh and blood melted instantly, turning into two putrid and dark scimitars.

"The God's Palm of Veda!"

next moment.

The old monk with white eyebrows appeared in front of the snake demon. The muscles of his entire right arm were knotted with flames, and he hit the snake demon fiercely.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

Two dark and putrid sword lights intertwined and struck out.

Boom! ! !

The flames instantly turned into terrifying air waves and spread.

The white-browed old monk was actually killed by the snake demon and flew out.

To know.

This is a god and demon with a magic sword stuck in his chest!

Qin Yang, who was watching the show, frowned slightly.

Now the strange energy emitted by this snake demon species is so huge that it makes people feel cold and cold, and their skin even feels greasy.

It was as if there were many venomous snakes crawling on his body.

Qin Yang's mind was firm, knowing that it was just an illusion caused by the other party's Qi pollution.

But others don't know.

The scholar who was talking eloquently just now kept making strange and wailing sounds: "Snake!"

"There are so many snakes on me!"

"Come and save me!"

After a while.

The scholar took his own weapon, which was an iron fan, and beat himself wildly

"Damn snake."

"I'm going to beat you to death!!!"

"Hahaha, die to me!!!"

In this madness, the scholar was about to be beaten to death with an iron fan by himself.

Bang!

Qin Yang appeared next to him and knocked him out with one punch.

In addition to scholars, there are several people in the same situation.

Qin Yang could only take action again and knock them all unconscious.

boom! !

The other side.

The white-browed monk also fought against the snake demon again.

This time.

He turned into a giant nearly three meters tall, with flames all over his body and tangled muscles.

Looking from a distance, it seems like a giant Buddha of light is waving its fleshy palms, trying to kill the snake demon species!

The white-browed monk in this form is much more terrifying and can block the snake demon head-on.

"Is this the Dharmakaya?"

Qin Yang murmured to himself.

After reaching the Dharma Body Martial Saint Realm, the warrior can bring the power of heaven and earth into the body and gain supreme power.

This power will cause huge changes in the body's shape, which is called the Dharmakaya state.

As a powerful man who is suspected to be the Tongtian Martial Saint, the white-browed old monk is naturally able to use this Dharmakaya magical power.

The monks from Kasyapa Temple also came to support at this time. They formed a large formation to subdue the demons, and kept sweeping and striking out the iron rods in their hands.

Yan Xin and Zhao Hu also led their men to rush towards the snake demon species.

For a while.

The snake demon fell into a state of being beaten.

But it still doesn't fall below.

The two dark scimitars slashed out vicious blades of light, constantly trying to suppress the white-browed old monk.

The big python extending from its back kept stalking the monks of Kaysapa Temple, Yan Xin, Zhao Hu and others. (End of chapter)