Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

donor?

Chen Ping'an quickly turned around and took a quick look.

I saw a monk in white clothes floating in the void a hundred feet away behind him. He was handsome and handsome, with clear eyes, and a clean and pure Buddhist aura about his body.

"Entering the first level of the Saint Realm?"

After feeling the other party's cultivation level, Chen Ping'an's pupils shrank slightly and he finally understood something.

The disaster that befell the Qingyun Sect was caused by this monk in white who had obtained the holy title.

Chen Pingan slowly drew his sword, with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "Monk, what did you do to my Qingyun Sect?"

"Haha, you, the first and second generations of the Qingyun Sect, have insulted our great Zen temple! This time the poor monk came to the Qingyun Sect, he just used a little magic power to turn the entire Qingyun Sect into Buddhist disciples. .”

Shenhui smiled faintly.

As a saint, when facing a transcendent monk, his psychological advantage was very obvious, and he did not take the second-generation disciple of the Qingyun Sect opposite him at all.

"You monster monk, how dare you do such evil to our Qingyun Sect!"

Chen Pingan was shaking with anger.

From top to bottom, not one of the tens of thousands of disciples of the Qingyun Sect escaped from the hands of this saint. They were affected by a universal divine power and abruptly transformed from sword cultivation to Buddhist cultivation.

This made him angry.

As the ancestor of the Qingyun Sect, he just went out for a trip, and the entire Qingyun Sect fell.

Chen Pingan feels deeply guilty.

The Qingyun Sect became the Qingyun Buddhist Sect. How did this make him face his dead master?

Seeing that Chen Pingan was angry, Shenhui felt extremely happy in his heart, and he laughed: "The poor monk has never killed any living being. Now that all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect are alive, the donor does not need to be angry. As the saying goes, when people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. These Qingyun Sect disciples have since entered a higher level of Buddhism, making Qingyun Sect become Qingyun Buddhist Sect, which is also a good thing."

"I didn't expect that there is a saint in Dazen Temple!"

Chen Pingan's eyes were cold and his whole body became cold.

"Haha, a thousand years ago the poor monk left the Great Zen Temple and traveled all the way to the Canglan Continent, where he got a chance and was lucky enough to become a saint."

Shenhui smiled and said: "When the poor monk returned, he found that you, the second generation disciple of the Qingyun Sect, had learned your master's style and attacked our Great Zen Temple. The leader of our Great Zen Temple, Lei Yin, died in a sitting position. This Well, the poor monk will not take revenge on the unrelated disciples of Qingyun Sect, but will only take your head to comfort the sages of our great Zen Temple..."

"If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being."

Seeing Shenhui becoming more and more arrogant, Chen Pingan was filled with anger. Suddenly, the sword intent on his body surged, and the sword intent above his head gathered together, like a shocking long sword piercing the sky.

Shenhui shook his head gently: "The fight here is too noisy, and it will only hurt these disciples of the Qingyun Buddha Sect like the poor monk Pudu. Why don't you come with me, almsgiver, and let's fight somewhere else."

"Alright."

Chen Pingan nodded in agreement.

His fight with this monster monk was equivalent to a fight between two saints, and the impact was very wide. If he was not careful, the entire Qingyun Sect would be destroyed.

Although he is at the peak of the tenth level of the Extraordinary Realm, he can still be considered as semi-Saint Realm, and his strength is not much different from that of the demon monk.

And he is extremely talented and his combat power has always been beyond the level. Chen Pingan believes that his current combat power is enough to kill this demon monk.

Shenhui turned and flew to the west.

Chen Pingan gave Xiaozi instructions and followed closely.

During the flight, Chen Pingan counted the four sacred artifacts obtained in the Netherworld.

There are four holy weapons, two for defense and two for attack, all of which are of the highest grade at the holy level.

There are two defensive sacred weapons, one is the Golden Light Holy Armor, and the other is the Tianxue Divine Bell.

The two offensive sacred weapons are the Zhenshan Treasure Seal and the Liangyi Ring.

"It may not be difficult to defeat this demonic monk, but it may be a bit difficult to kill him..."

Staring at the flying Shenhui in the distance, Chen Pingan was thoughtful.

Being able to cultivate to the holy realm, the body is extremely powerful, the vitality is tenacious, and there are many methods. If you want to kill him, you must take him by surprise and use thunderous means to kill him.

After half an hour.

The two of them came to the sky above a vast sea.

"Okay, this place is nice."

Shenhui nodded with satisfaction and turned around, wearing a spotless white robe without any wind.

A golden lotus rises slowly and rests on the sole of the foot.

His whole body shone brightly, and the golden Buddha light was vast, giving people an extremely sacred feeling.

"Donor, the poor monk's realm is higher than yours, you should take action first."

Shenhui clasped his palms together and smiled lightly.

"it is good."

Chen Ping'an's body also had a layer of golden light, and under the golden light was a golden battle armor.

"Donor, you have a lot of holy weapons."

Shenhui smiled lightly. Behind him suddenly appeared a statue of the Great Sun Tathagata, standing in the sky and on the ground, full of majesty.

call!

An unimaginable power of a saint was crushing towards Chen Ping'an.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."

Chen Ping'an looked cold and suddenly disappeared.

His body and sword merged into one, turning into a blood-red sword light that suddenly shot through the air.

"break!"

Shenhui pointed it out.

The fingertips bloomed with golden light and turned into a golden lotus.

boom!

The blood light was extremely sharp, easily breaking through the golden lotus, and went straight to Shenhui's fingertips.

Shenhui was slightly shocked.

He did not expect that this second-generation disciple of the Qingyun Sect would be so powerful when he was at the peak of the tenth level of the Transcendent Realm, and he was already infinitely close to entering the Saint Realm.

The huge Dharma form behind him suddenly gathered a punch, and struck Chen Ping'an first, arriving second.

"town!"

Chen Pingan threw out the Zhenshan Treasure Seal.

As soon as this small seal flew out, it turned into a majestic giant mountain, larger than the Dharma Prime Minister, and suppressed the Dharma Prime Minister's fist from the bottom up.

boom!

The fist was shattered.

The mountain-zhenbao seal pressed toward the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata like lightning.

"Another holy weapon?"

Shenhui was startled again. He retracted his hand as fast as lightning, and a golden Buddha's eye suddenly lit up on his forehead.

At this moment, he was not panicking. The dharma image behind him suddenly split into two, turning into two Great Sun Tathagata. The two dharma images took action at the same time, forcefully blocking the mountain-zhenbao seal.

At this time, Chen Ping'an's Thousand Miles Sword Technique was approaching.

There was nothing fancy about this sword, it went straight to Shenhui's chest.

Shenhui kept smiling, stepped on the golden lotus, and retreated quickly. At the same time, a small golden sword suddenly appeared in the golden Buddha eyes between his eyebrows.

"All the monsters and monsters in the world will be killed by the poor monk with his wise sword!

Shenhui snorted coldly.

This small sword flew out from illusion to reality in an instant and shot towards Chen Ping'an.

Hui Jian?

Chen Ping'an instinctively felt a crisis, and slashed at the little sword with the blood-eating demon sword in his hand.

puff……

With a soft sound, this smart sword broke through the blood-devouring demon sword and went straight to Chen Ping'an's forehead.

Chen Ping'an was shocked.

This wise sword had just turned from real to weak. After passing through the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword, it turned from weak to real and attacked him.

The little sword arrived in an instant.

Chen Ping'an used the Nine-turn Immortal Demon Art with all his strength, and the terrifying spiritual power was injected into the Golden Light Holy Armor.

A layer of mysterious texture emerged from the surface of the Golden Light Holy Armor, with a faint black and white color.

Bang!

The small sword was bounced away.

"Haha, that's wonderful!" Chen Ping'an was overjoyed and rushed towards Shenhui again.

It turns out that the Nine Transformation Immortal Demon Art, combined with the Golden Light Holy Armor, is so powerful.

"how can that be?"

Shenhui was also shocked when he witnessed this scene.

His sword of wisdom is designed to break through tangible objects. How could a high-grade holy-level armor be able to block it?

call out!

The sword of wisdom rose high and stopped in mid-air, ready to attack at any time.

Shenhui suddenly stamped his feet, and layers of lotus leaves suddenly bloomed from the golden lotuses on the soles of his feet, expanding crazily outward, like a huge golden wave rising in the void.

This golden lotus is also a sacred weapon.

laugh!

A flash of blood, ruthlessly tearing apart the huge waves, and a fierce attack came in.

"His strength is on par with mine?"

Shenhui was completely stunned.

A barbaric monk at the tenth level of the Transcendent Realm was actually as powerful as him, a strong man from the Saint Realm from the Canglan Continent. If this news spread to the Canglan Continent, he would really be embarrassed to see anyone in the future. (End of chapter)