First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 281: The lotus pond is still in the altar

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After pondering for a while, Mu Xi said solemnly: "These corpses should be the warriors who came recently. I just don't know how many people broke into the depths of the ruined temple alive."

Ning Si looked at Su Yi with clear eyes and said, "Can you see how they died?"

"The Great Array."

Su Yi said indifferently, "It's similar to the banning formation in the depths of Xuetu Yaoshan, except that this formation was clearly set up by the high school of Buddhism, but..."

After thinking for a while, Su Yidao said: "The source power of this formation has obviously been eroded by evil and demonic energy, so that the visions shown in this formation also have a strange and abnormal aura."

He looked at the hundreds of mysterious black lotus phantoms in the sky, and said, "If my guess is correct, what is sealed under this formation is most likely a power belonging to a demon."

Monster!

Ning Siji, Mu Xi and the others all stared at each other.

When Su Yi spoke, he was already walking forward,

Breakthroughs of Sanskrit chanting chanted like ghostly whispers, cold and intimidating.

The decoction between heaven and earth is dark and gloomy, especially at the entrance of the ruined Buddhist temple. The corpses are piled up, and the blood is in a pool. The **** and oppressive scene makes people feel nervous.

Su Yi walked over step by step without realizing it.

Ning Sija, Mu Xi, and Lan Suo followed, all looking alert.

Su Yi stomped his feet when he reached the front of the collapsed temple gate.

About the same time—

In the mist deep in the mountain gate, a figure appeared, dressed in a gray monk's robe, holding a rosary, like a ghost, suddenly appeared at the entrance of the ruined Zen courtyard.

The monk had a solemn expression and said the sound of the Buddha: "Please stop, all benefactors, this is a fierce forbidden place. Once you approach it, you will be killed."

The sound is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and it spreads loudly.

Su Yi frowned slightly.

Lan Suo seemed to realize something and said, "Are you a monk from Shanglin Temple?"

The monk's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Lan Suo quickly and said, "This female benefactor has good eyesight. The poor monk is from the Luohan Hall of Shanglin Temple in Daqin, and the name is 'Jueheng'."

Knowing word generation!

Lan Suo's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was a little surprised, she quickly transmitted a voice to Su Yi and the others, saying:

"The monks of the Jue-zi generation in Shanglin Temple are all first-class in the Innate Martial Sect, and each masters a unique Buddhist magical power, which is extremely terrifying, far from being comparable to the secular Innate Martial Sect."

Ning Siyu and Mu Xi were both stunned.

Cultivation forces are like people on the mountain, detached from the mundane, and the cultivation methods they master are far from comparable to those of mundane warriors.

Just like the same innate martial arts, the warriors who came out of the cultivation forces can easily kill the secular people in the same realm!

The reason lies in the difference in heritage, heritage and talent.

Su Yi didn't care, and said indifferently: "Our life and death have nothing to do with you. If you are really kind, you'd better get out of the way now."

Speaking, he has already walked towards the collapsed mountain gate.

"Stop!"

The monk who claimed to be Jueheng shouted loudly, his whole body was full of breath, like a vajra in anger, "The poor monk has already said that this place is a forbidden place, you better not ask for trouble, otherwise..."

Before finishing speaking, Su Yi waved his sleeve robe.

Shhh!

A mysterious light-blue sword energy rose from the sky and slashed towards Jueheng, who was standing at the entrance of the ruins of the temple in the distance.

"Rampant!"

Jueheng was angry, double knotted seal, and pressed in the void.

Boom!

A golden Buddha seal condensed out of thin air, with a solemn appearance, and it was severely suppressed.

This Buddhist supernatural power is incomparably miraculous, and looking at its power, it is far from comparable to a powerhouse such as Situ Gong, who ranks among the top ten innate martial arts.

Just...

Su Yi's sword seems to be an understatement, but is it normal?

I saw a flash of sword light, and with a bang, the golden Buddha seal was divided into two like paper paste, bursting in the void, and the light and rain splashed.

And Su Yi's sword went straight to Jue Heng.

Jueheng's face changed slightly, and he suddenly moved the rosary, and suddenly a dazzling golden light emerged, condensing into a crystal clear golden mask, blocking the front.

Bang! ! !

The sword energy collided with the golden mask, producing an earth-shattering roar.

In the end, although the power of this sword was offset, there were also cobweb-like cracks on the golden mask, which finally shattered and disappeared.

Jueheng's figure trembled slightly, his face finally changed, and he said, "This benefactor, do you have to be my enemy at Shanglin Temple?"

Su Yi didn't even bother to talk nonsense. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he slashed with another sword.

The neat and tidy gesture made Jue Heng both shocked and angry.

"Being compassionate is not enough, since you are still obsessed with it, then wait for suffering!"

He did not shake hard, turned and rushed into the depths of the misty ruined Zen courtyard.

Wow~

And Su Yi slashed with this sword, but was dissolved by a strange wave of ripples, and disappeared without a sound.

"Sure enough, the ruins are covered with formations~IndoMTL.com~ Su Yi's eyes flashed a strange color.

While witnessing this scene, Lan Suo couldn't help but said, "Young Master Su is not afraid of being stared at by Shanglin Temple? This is the number one Buddhist holy place in Daqin, and there are not a few people who are just land gods."

"What do you think?"

Su Yi asked back.

Lan Suo was at a loss for words and had already moved, which naturally proved that Su Yi didn't care about anything at all

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Lin Temple.

Ning Sijia reminded softly: "Lan Suo, we will break into this ruined Buddhist temple later, I am afraid that there will be a conflict with the Buddhist practitioners in Shanglin Temple, you have to be prepared."

Lan Suo nodded.

"You follow me."

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^