Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 169: Death of the Immortal on Land, Killing the Grandmaster with One Blow

"boom!"

A small mushroom cloud rose from the hall that had become ruins.

Zhao Min looked at her masterpiece carefully, and the smile on her lips became increasingly uncontrollable.

Calculating mentally and unintentionally.

With almost no effort, she wiped out the high-end combat forces of Jingnian Zen Temple. Although man proposes, God disposes, and there are still some fish that slip through the net.

But it doesn’t matter. If you can’t kill it in one blow, try again.

She doesn't believe that land immortals will not die.

An old voice, like the elegy of life, resounded with boundless anger: "You evil demons, how dare you destroy my Buddhist temple, kill my senior brother, and slaughter my fellow disciples? Your crimes are simply unforgivable!"

"boom!"

A phantom of a Vajra Dharma image that was more than ten feet tall stood up proudly from the ruined Buddhist temple. This was certainly not the result of Lekong or Lejin becoming Buddhas or Arhats, but a sign that their will and Buddhist supernatural powers had been cultivated to the point where they could be manifested.

The ruins of the Buddhist temple were blown away by the terrifying force.

Countless bricks, tiles, gold and bronze fragments of the Buddha statue shot out in all directions like a barrage of hidden weapons.

"He's not dead?" Zhao Min's eyes flickered with surprise, and she was secretly shocked. "Although the gap between a celestial grandmaster and a terrestrial immortal is huge, like the difference between heaven and earth, but just now, two celestial grandmasters self-destructed at such close range, and then five of them self-destructed simultaneously, how could they not be killed?"

boom! boom! boom!
A figure slowly emerged from the dust.

His white cassock and inner robe were torn to pieces, and there were dozens of shocking wounds all over his body, with blood constantly flowing out.

"Namo Amitabha!!!"

A Buddhist chant was heard, accompanied by strange visions in the sky. Zhao Min seemed to hear the Buddhist chanting in the dark, as if the wrath of gods and Buddhas had suddenly descended upon this world, wanting to kill this evil woman.

"You are at the end of your strength. How much longer can you hold on?" Zhao Min sneered, waved her hand and once again gave the order of 'Heavenly Sword', instantly resurrecting Pang Ban, Li Chimei, Red Sun Dharma King and others who had died in the self-explosion in front of Luo Jin.

The next moment, the five great masters of celestial phenomena turned into human bombs without hesitation and rushed towards the end.

"How dare you!"

The old monk in the distance was furious, and a shadow of Buddha emerged from behind him, like a living Arhat, with angry eyes, pointing at Zhao Min, the only living person around the main hall of Jingnian Zen Temple, from hundreds of feet away.

It refers to the wind and thunder that penetrate the heaven and earth.

In a moment, it was several hundred feet.

"boom!"

The force of his fingers penetrated the air, broke the flagpole, and shot it to the ground nearby, leaving a hole several feet deep.

Zhao Min's pupils shrank as she retreated dozens of feet in an instant. "What terrifying finger power! A single finger can penetrate hundreds of feet into the air, yet it still has such power! If I hadn't retreated in time, the consequences would have been disastrous."

The old monk had a good idea, to force Zhao Min to retreat and attack Wei to save Zhao.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand that Zhao Min's "Sky Sword", which forced the five great masters of celestial phenomena to self-destruct, was not really controlled by her. So while Zhao Min was avoiding the sharp edge, Pang Ban and others also rushed towards it.

"Boom!"

There was another violent explosion, and the terrible air waves raged in all directions. Walls broke wherever they passed, and countless bricks and stones were lifted up and crushed to pieces.

The first to be hit was Lao Jin, and the Vajra shadow on his body swayed like a candle in the wind and slowly dissipated.

At this time, the old monk had reached Lejin and picked up Lejin, who was already on the verge of death. "Lejin, hold on, I'm here, your master has also come out of retreat!" "Daoxin, Master... Master... Poof!" Lejin felt aggrieved when he saw the person coming. Tears instantly filled his pupils, as if a wronged child had found an adult to talk to. He was about to open his mouth, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood at Master Daoxin who was so close to him.

He opened his mouth, wanting to remind Daoxin that there was something strange about the Mongol princess Minmin Temur who was disguised as a man, and wanted to remind Master Daoxin that there might be other masters lurking in secret.

But his life was already hanging by a thread, and Daoxin was only keeping him hanging on to his last breath with his powerful true energy. There were also celestial beings helping him in secret, so even Daoxin could only watch as his eyes bulged out and he died with a look of unwillingness and despair.

"boom!"

A violent tremor sounded from the back mountain of Jingnian Zen Temple.

It was as if a terrifying monster was trying to break free.

In Jingnian Zen Temple, Zhao Min resurrected Pang Ban and others as soon as she avoided the finger. Taking advantage of Master Daoxin's sadness, she quietly blocked the direction and pounced on him again like a mad dog.

"roll!!"

The Buddha also has fire and the angry eyes of a diamond.

Master Daoxin's Vajra Lion Roar was like a tide, turning into a real attack, instantly repelling Pang Ban and others who were trying to repeat the same trick. He ignored the people around him who were blown away and hit the pagoda and the wall, but closed his eyes and slowly stood up.

He was clearly an old monk wearing an apricot-yellow monk's robe, but when Zhao Min looked at him from afar, she had the same illusion as when she was young, she was facing the great Mongol Grand Master Ba Siba.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

But Zhao Min is no longer the young girl she was back then. She is a living immortal on earth. Even if she is a little bit watered down, the gap between her and an old monk of the same realm should not be so great.

Instantly, Zhao Min thought of something: "Is this, Buddhism, telepathy?"

"To disturb my mind?"

"The girl is very insightful, but it's a pity that she has fallen into the devil's way and it's difficult to break free." Master Daoxin clasped his hands together, with no anger on his face, no sadness or joy, just like a clay sculpture of a god or Buddha, without any emotion.

But in the eyes of Zhao Min, Pang Ban and others, this Dao Xin is more than ten times more dangerous than the Dao Xin just now.

The pupils of the Red Sun Dharma King shrank into pinholes. He looked at Master Daoxin in disbelief and screamed, "To be free from emotion and desire, to possess the supreme magical power of Buddhism, to take refuge in the Dharma?"

"I remember you once stayed at Jingnian Zen Temple, but now you've fallen into the company of evil spirits. This is truly contrary to Buddhism and shows no trace of Zen." Master Daoxin still clasped his hands together, neither sad nor happy. But at the end of his words, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and he coldly spat out two words: "You shall be executed!"

"boom!"

Master Daoxin instantly appeared in front of the Red Sun Dharma King, and with an expressionless palm, he pressed the Red Sun Dharma King's head into his chest.

Just one strike, and the Red Sun Dharma King is dead!

"hiss!"

Pang Ban, Li Chimei, Nian Liandan and others were so frightened that they gasped and subconsciously took a big step back.

"So fast! Is this the Buddhist's divine power of feet?"

"The Buddha said that in one snap of the fingers there are sixty instants, and in one instant there are nine hundred births and deaths."

"The Divine Power is one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, and you have cultivated it to the level of a finger snap!" Zhao Min's face was full of fear. She was the only one who caught the traces of Master Daoxin's attack just now, but even as strong as Zhao Min, it felt extremely difficult.

However, looking at Master Daoxin who turned around confidently, Zhao Min's face was instantly filled with a strange smile.

That smile gave Master Daoxin, who had slapped the Red Sun Dharma King's head into his chest, a bad premonition, and his alarm bells rang in an instant.

(End of this chapter)