Troubled Times: Added six doors at the beginning, pushing the world horizontally

Chapter 279 Live up to the crazy reputation
From the moment Shen Du showed his momentum, many strong men in the Shaolin Temple noticed it.

This aura was almost undisguised, and Senhan's demonic aura gave people an extremely depressing feeling.

The entire sky seemed to be plunged into darkness, and the thick dark clouds moved slowly.

Many meditating monks opened their eyes one after another, their faces changed drastically, and there was disbelief in their eyes.

Xuannan, who was meditating in the monastery, suddenly changed his expression and said angrily: "Is this... demonic energy!?"

"Who dares to come to my Shaolin and act recklessly?"

After so many years, no one from the devil's path has dared to break into their Shaolin openly.

They have always been the only ones in Shaolin to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. When did the mere demons dare to invade the Shaolin?

Even the Moxiang Sect in its heyday did not dare to force its way into Shaolin.

There are countless vicious demons imprisoned in the Shaolin Demon Suppression Tower, including even Dharma Realm demons.

Xuannan stood up and shouted: "Who dares to break into my Shaolin?"

An angry shout was like thunder in the sky, reaching far outside the mountain gate, trying to break the demonic energy that filled the sky.

The Buddhist lion roared, and the light golden Buddha light turned into a golden lion, and flew towards the evil tiger in the sky.

Deep in the sky, the demonic energy surged violently, turning into a giant hand that was nearly a hundred feet high. It fell like a mountain pushing down a golden mountain and falling over a jade pillar, possessing an unstoppable momentum.

Big hand slaps it down!

"Oh!"

The lion in the sky instantly shattered into pieces and turned into a sky full of Buddha energy that overflowed between the heaven and the earth.

The air wave hit, and the mountain trembled slightly.

XuanNan's expression suddenly changed.

What a terrible power!

At this moment, a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

——Shen Du!
At this moment, he figured out the identity of the visitor.

In the entire world, he was the only person with such strength and pure demonic energy.

Xuannan knew that the situation was serious and did not dare to be careless at all. He shouted sharply: "Start the formation!"

Shaolin has been passed down for such a long time and has an extraordinary foundation. A large formation has already been set up in this mountain, and it is also connected to the destiny of Buddhism for thousands of years.

Together with the large formation, the tens of thousands of monks in the temple can be mobilized to bring these forces together in a short period of time.

However, this formation consumes too many resources, and even Shaolin is usually reluctant to start it lightly.

In the Shaolin Temple, one by one, the Shaolin monks sat cross-legged and chanted the scriptures, and faint Buddha light emerged from their bodies.

Dense Buddha light merged into the sky, and then intertwined into a sky curtain of Buddha light, and countless Buddha lights fell down.

The entire Shaolin was instantly enveloped by the formation. On all four sides of the formation, a Buddhist statue of Vajra Arhat appeared, holding a magic weapon, standing between heaven and earth, with angry eyes.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate, Shen Du looked at the several monks with dull faces with a smile on his face, then raised his head to look at the rising formation, and then turned his gaze to the distance.

One after another figures galloped from a distance at extremely fast speeds.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures appeared in front of them, all of them were masters from the Shaolin Temple.

The leader is Xuannan, one of the four divine monks.

When he saw the figure outside Qingshan Gate, Xuannan was shocked and angry and said: "Shen Du!"

"It's really you!?"

He had only heard the monks in the temple mention this person in the past, but had never actually met him. He did not expect to meet him today, but under such circumstances.

Shen Du's eyes fell on XuanNan and said with interest: "XuanNan?"

He has also heard about the four divine monks of Shaolin. Now three of them are dead. Judging from the appearance of this person, he should be the last one. It is mysterious.

This person is also the youngest among the four divine monks.

Xuannan said sarcastically with a half-smile, "It's really an honor to have the dignified Master Shen remember the name of the poor monk."

Although he was smiling, his heart was filled with deep fear.

No one has ever given him such a feeling.

I didn’t expect that this madman would really dare to bring people to kill here. Isn’t he afraid of being robbed and killed by the strong men of the Qian Kingdom?
You know, this is already the hinterland of Qian Country.

Shen Du raised his head and glanced at the rising formation, and said indifferently: "The one who is kneeling and bound, the whole body of Paul!"

The cold voice echoed through the mountain tops!
As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin monks immediately became furious and they all shouted angrily.

But over and over again, it was just those few words.

Xuannan's face was gloomy, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Shen Du, do you really want to fight me, Shaolin, to the death?"

"Aren't you afraid that if you act like this, you will be attacked by the whole world's righteous people?"

"It should be noted that even the original Emperor Yan had a moment when his power failed!"

"Don't forget, this is Qian Country, not Yan Country!"

Shen Du shook his head, slowly raised his hand, and said in a calm tone: "Even now, you Shaolin still haven't seen the situation clearly!"

"Since I dare to come here to destroy you Shaolin, why should I be afraid of those cowardly and incompetent people!"

"What's more, today I, Shen Du, will destroy your Shaolin, who dares to stop me?"

"Who can stop me?"

His arrogant and domineering attitude was unabashed.

Showing all the madness.

The moment the words fell, Shen Du's energy surged, and his whole body's aura poured out like a river bursting with great power.

Clenching your palm into a fist, you feel as if you are holding the entire world in your hands.

He raised his hand and then suddenly punched it down!
Boxing town mountains and rivers!

The demonic Buddha elephant suddenly opened his eyes and punched downwards. The boundless demonic energy surged and condensed into a terrifying fist shadow.

The demonic energy roared like a wild dragon, screaming incessantly.

——Fantian 36 Lucky!

The tyrannical pressure, even across the formation, still made everyone feel frightened. It felt like a huge stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

"boom!"

A punch fell, causing the formation to violently shake. The entire mountain trembled violently under the punch, affecting several miles around.

Many monks sitting cross-legged on the ground vomited blood and fell to the ground bleeding from their orifices.

In an instant, most of the monks vomited blood and fell to the ground. Those below the realm of the unity of heaven and man were directly counterattacked by the formation and fell into coma.

"Oh?"

Shen Du let out a light sigh and said in surprise: "There is something special about this formation."

What he said was not a compliment. With his current strength, he was only one step away from being a Martial Saint. However, this formation was not damaged at all, which shows its power.

XuanNan was even more shocked, with a look of horror on his face.

With just one punch, he almost broke the formation. What level had this demon reached?
XuanNan could no longer calm down in his heart and roared: "Activate the formation with all your strength!"

The remaining monks chanted Buddhist scriptures, and countless Sanskrit Buddha lights rose in the sky, intertwining in the sky like iron chains.

Four giant Vajra Arhat figures moved slowly, holding Buddhist magical weapons, and attacked Shen Du at the same time.

Shen Du sneered, demonic energy surged on his wrist, and the Demonic Dragon Sky-Seizing Bow fell into his hand.

The demonic energy increased instantly!

A pitch-black arrow slowly condensed, and a thrilling murderous intention seemed to gather at the front of the arrow.

A dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the black dragon wrapped around the magic bow in his hand seemed to come to life at this moment, exuding overwhelming power.

This bow was originally made by the Great Sky Demon Palace by collecting the body of a black dragon. The original black dragon was also a ferocious dragon, and had absorbed the blood and resentment of thousands of demon cultivators. It can be said to be deeply demonic.

This is a real magic weapon.

The arrow leaves the string!

In an instant, the power surged, multiplied several times, and roared out with the power of heaven and earth.

Its sound shook the heaven and the earth, like thunder, and its roar swept across the land within a radius of forty or fifty miles.

Even the mountain outside the Shaolin formation was torn apart by the aftermath.

With his current strength, he is enough to shoot seven arrows. As for any more, it would be a really desperate move.

Four arrows shot out!

The four Vajra Arhat Dharma images were instantly blasted back and forth. Their Dharma images were illusory and almost collapsed.

The roar of the explosion was like a mountain collapsing, making a deafening sound.The magic dragon crashed into the formation.

"Crack..."

A soft sound suddenly sounded, and the formation was filled with countless cracks.

Demonic energy surged, and the Demonic Dragon Sky-Seizing Bow wrapped around his wrist again.

Shen Du took a step forward and came to the formation.

"break!"

In an instant, the formation exploded!

The four Vajra Arhat images disappeared at the same time, and all the monks in the temple vomited blood. Many people died on the spot, their bodies exploded to pieces.

The aftermath of the shattered formation swept out like a tsunami, and the monks were blown away by the air waves and crashed into the surrounding buildings.

Xuannan had an angry look on his face, a Dharma image appeared behind him, and Buddha energy surged around him, blocking most of his power.

But his standing body swayed slightly, and dense drops of blood oozed from his arms.

Xuannan's pupils were wide open and his eyes were bloodshot, but his heart was filled with shock and anger.

Damn!

This demon is so powerful!

"The devil!"

"You are too presumptuous!"

At this moment, an old monk walked out of the Zen room at the back of the Shaolin Temple. Some of them even had a hint of tomb-hanging aura, but the Buddha's light around them was extremely bright.

Shaolin has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has still stood firm after several dynasty changes. Its heritage is naturally much deeper than it appears.

These talents are Shaolin’s real trump cards and one of Shaolin’s heritage.

Most of these people are at the ninth level of Yuanshen, and three of them are powerful Dharma images.

They were all the top leaders in various Shaolin academies and halls. Even if they were not the top leaders, they were still the top experts in each hall.

After they realized that there was no hope of a breakthrough and that they had lost their energy and blood, they voluntarily resigned from their posts, gave up their rights, and entered the Sutra Pavilion and the Demon Suppressing Tower to practice in seclusion.

They also guide the disciples in the temple on weekdays. They look like ordinary old monks, but they are the foundation of Shaolin's thousands of years of inheritance.

Shaolin Temple also supplies various resources to not only maintain their life span, but also strives to reduce the loss of their strength.

Compared with resources, these old monks are the real heritage of Shaolin.

Shaolin Temple has been here like this for thousands of years, and some of them are even older than the abbot Mingchen.

Some of them are approaching the end of their life span.

If there had been no invasion by foreign enemies, they would have been trapped in the Shaolin Temple for the rest of their lives until they became tablets and left behind Buddhist relics.

This is also the reason why Shaolin has always been prosperous.

Their secret method of relics can ensure that Shaolin can create a group of strong men in a short period of time. Even if there is no strong man who dominates the world in a certain generation of Shaolin, it can still maintain its stable status.

Once a foreign enemy invades, they will burn their lives to burn the last drop of blood for Shaolin and drive away the foreign enemy.

The first three old monks had long eyebrows and drooped eyebrows. They were all dressed in cassocks and had haggard faces with neither sadness nor joy.

These three people are monks of the Zhongdu generation in Shaolin, and their seniority is much higher than that of Xuan Nan.

One of them looked at Shen Du, clasped his hands together, and suddenly shouted: "Everyone, conquer the devil!"

No extra nonsense.

Their physical condition does not allow them to delay much longer.

Once many of them use their power again, they will intensify their loss of lifespan.

This was their first shot out of seclusion, and also their last.

A sad look appeared on Xuannan's face.

He knew that these Shaolin seniors would burn out their lives at this moment.

In an instant, the originally old-looking monks seemed to have returned to their original glory, and their faces became extremely young, and each of them returned to their peak period.

The sound of Sanskrit begins!

Dozens of Shaolin monks were surrounded by a ball of Buddha light.

Everyone's power was injected into the bodies of the three people in front, which also caused the three people's power to skyrocket.

One ninth-level Yuan Shen cannot pose a threat to the Dharma Elephant Realm, but dozens of ninth-level Yuan Shen are from Shaolin. Even the strong Dharma Elephant will suffer hatred.

The power of the three people gathered together and finally evolved into a huge statue of King Ming.

This dharma elephant of King Ming has three heads and six arms, and is surrounded by various Buddha shadows.

There are Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats.

The power of these Dharma images is integrated into the body of the three wise kings, who are extremely majestic and can kill evil and suppress demons.

Shen Du frowned slightly.

He is worthy of being the leader of the Buddhist sect and has been passed down for thousands of years. I never expected that he would have such a method.

These three old monks are not weak in strength. They were all figures who entered the second level of Dharma Image. However, the decline of Qi and blood also caused their realm to fall.

Now that his energy and blood have recovered again, and with the blessing of special formations, his strength has almost doubled.

The white-browed old monk angrily said: "For thousands of years, I don't know how many people have tried to destroy Shaolin, but they all failed in the end."

"You are no exception!"

"I, Shaolin, will still stand here!"

"Today, with our incomplete lives, we can eliminate one demon from the world, that's enough!"

Shen Du smiled slightly, looked at everyone, moved his wrists, turned his neck, and said with a faint smile: "Really?"

"Then... you might as well give it a try!"

His face suddenly turned cold, extremely cold, and his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

The strong evil spirit seizes people's minds.

"choke!"

A bright sword cry echoed throughout the world.

Xueyin Kuangdao took an inch out of its sheath, and the sword light lit up.

In another instant, Xue Yin's Kuang Dao completely came out of its sheath, and the majestic sword intent roared like an overwhelming force.

The lightning seemed to flow like lightning, spreading across several feet in an instant.

The cold fog spreads!

Frozen for thousands of miles!

The boundless cold air spreads, the whole world is shrouded in cold air, and the earth freezes.

Three swords and three swords - one sword is absolutely empty!

Xuannan's breath was suffocated, and he felt the strong wind blowing against his face, like a knife cutting him.

His chest felt as if he had been hit hard, and he staggered back a few steps. He covered his chest and coughed up blood, looking horrified.

The shocking sword seemed to be reflected in his pupils, and the light of the sword filled his sight. Facing this sword, there was no way to resist it, and his soul felt as if it was being torn apart.

"No!"

Xuannan finally realized the problem.

As soon as the sword was slashed out, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky became darker and darker.

The demonic Buddha statue raised its hand and slashed out with it held high.

When the knife comes out, the world is shocked!
This sword contains the comprehended "Heaven-Breaking Style" sword intention, which can be regarded as the fusion of sword and knife.

The three Ming King Dharma Elephants only lasted for a moment under this sword, all six arms were shattered, and then completely exploded.

It was as if Hong Zhong was hit hard by Da Lu.

The sound wave of the explosion was so majestic that it was like real ripples spreading out layer by layer. In an instant, all the atmosphere was emptied, and the world became silent.

The black robe that cut through the wind and waves rolled away like muffled thunder and tore apart the atmosphere, turning into a frightening lightning and wind thunder, and suddenly struck in front of the monks.

That cold face showed no trace of emotion or change, it was indifferent.

In the next moment, the bodies of the Shaolin monks seemed to have been cut into thousands of pieces by the dense sword energy, and their flesh and blood was sprayed.

"Pfft!"

Heads were thrown high, and blood surged like pillars.

(End of this chapter)