Bodhidharma Academy.

The black demonic energy was overwhelming and crazily shrouded in all directions. All Shaolin Temple disciples who were invaded by the demonic energy were mentally disturbed and quickly sank.

In the depths of the rich black demonic energy, a faint Buddhist light burned slowly like a candle.

The Buddha's light was hazy, struggling to resist the black evil energy.

But it is obvious that this Buddha's light cannot last long. Once the Buddha's light is extinguished, Shaolin Temple will become a demonic realm on earth.

"Hui Wen, old man, give up, you will never imagine how terrifying the power of the demon Buddha is!"

Zhen Xing said slowly and leisurely.

Now that all the heads of the Shaolin Temple have lost the power to resist, Abbot Huiwen cannot hold on for long, and Zhenxing already has victory in his heart.

"Fortunately, I led several heads and abbots to Damo Monastery. Otherwise, once someone is allowed to leave and the Shaolin Temple's secrets are used, it may not be so smooth to destroy the Shaolin Temple."

A hint of pride flashed across his true expression.

Shaolin Temple is the largest martial arts school in the world. Even if there is no first-class holy monk in charge, the foundation it possesses is enough to stop him.

However.

No matter how strong the foundation is, someone has to use it.

But now, all the people in the Shaolin Temple who can use his secrets have been captured by him.

Just when Zhenxing was about to take action and completely eliminate Abbot Huiwen, his face suddenly changed as if he felt something.

"This is?"

Zhenxing suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

In the induction of true nature, a strong and yang aura is like a sharp sword, easily breaking through the mighty black evil energy.

The endless black demonic energy is condensed by the power of the demon Buddha. Although it is an illusion, even a second-level warrior will fall deeply into it if he is not careful.

But in front of this extremely strong and sunny aura, the black demonic aura was like tissue paper, shattering at the touch of it.

The next moment.

This breath crossed a distance of several thousand meters and came to the true nature in an instant.

"not good!!"

Zhen Xing's scalp exploded and he was about to retreat violently.

But it's too late.

The strong and yang aura directly penetrated Zhenxing's eyebrows, and a 'swish' sound fell on the thousand-year-old ancient clock behind him.

block!!

The majestic bell tolled loudly.

"I......"

Zhenxing's eyes were blank, and his body exploded.

Without the source of the evil energy, the mighty evil energy that enveloped half of the Shaolin Temple dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Abbot Huiwen, who was about to self-destruct and severely damage his true nature, was suddenly stunned.

He never dreamed that Zhen Xing would explode at him first...

"wrong."

"It's not self-destruction."

"Someone took action."

Abbot Huiwen was indeed a veteran second-grade warrior, and he realized something immediately.

Just then.

Buzz!!!

A touch of demonic energy condensed, re-condensing a new 'true nature' next to it.

"Am I dead?"

Real cold sweat.

If it hadn't been for the 'substitute death technique' in the Demon Buddha's inheritance just now, he might really be dead at this moment.

But even so, there is no chance of authenticity, because the 'suicide technique' is a forbidden technique, and each descendant of the Demon Buddha can only use it once in his life, which is equivalent to a second life.

Zhen Xing turned pale and looked at the thousand-year-old clock not far away.

I saw a piece of withered yellow leaves running through the ancient clock.

"A fallen leaf?"

"I actually died on a fallen leaf?"

Zhenxing's heart was filled with huge waves.

If he died on some magical weapon, he would be able to recognize it.

But a fallen leaf......

What kind of existence could actually kill him with an ordinary fallen leaf?

The truth is unimaginable.

"besides......"

Zhen Xing touched the center of his eyebrows. Even though he survived using the 'suspended death technique', he still felt a faint aura of strong and yang in the center of his eyebrows, constantly dissolving the demonic energy in his body.

Under the suppression of this extremely strong and yang aura, there is only one true strength left, and I am afraid that even the capital of the Third Grade Academy cannot be defeated.

"Shaolin Temple is really unfathomable..."

Zhenxing glanced at Abbot Huiwen, who was also shocked, and knew it was time to leave.

If you don't leave, not only will you not be able to destroy the Shaolin Temple, but you will also be trapped here.

Thinking of this, Zhen Xing turned into a demonic shadow without hesitation and fled away.

Abbot Huiwen saw this scene, but he was helpless.

Although Zhenxing's strength is greatly reduced, why not him?

After being attacked by Zhenxing and invaded by demonic energy, Abbot Huiwen's injuries at this moment were much more serious than Zhenxing's.

...

Outside the Shaolin Temple.

A demonic shadow jumped madly.

"Damn, damn, damn."

“It’s just a little bit close, just a little bit close!!!”

Real sex is mad with hatred.

The descendants of the Demon Buddha can certainly advance to the second level or even the first level in a short period of time with the strengthening of the demonic thoughts.

But every descendant of the Demon Buddha has a completely twisted mind, and their lifelong goal is to destroy the Shaolin Temple.

Moreover, the life span of the descendants of the Demon Buddha is very short, and they will die of old age within five years at most.

"The person who took action just now, who used fallen leaves to kill me, is at least a first-grade grandmaster."

"And he is still an extremely powerful first-grade grandmaster!"

“Isn’t there no holy monk in Shaolin Temple?”

Zhenxing took a deep breath and turned back to look at the Shaolin Temple: "That first-grade grandmaster shouldn't be chasing you, right?"

However, just when Zhenxing breathed a sigh of relief.

A calm voice sounded unhurriedly.

"Are you looking for me?"

boom!!!

The hair on Zhen Xing's hair stood on end, and he immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw a man wearing gray monk robes looking at him.

"Who are you?"

Zhenxing only felt that Su Qin was somewhat familiar.

Before Zhen Xing became a demon, although he was a genius at Luohan Academy, he still joined the Shaolin Temple at the same time as Su Qin.

But Su Qin was just a sweeping monk, and he wouldn't even take a glance at him.

"It's you!"

Thoughts were racing through Zhenxing's mind, and finally he heard who Su Qin was.
To be continued...