Practice starts with skill points

"Want to run?"

Zhong Lin glanced at the fleeing old monk, and his body moved slightly, appearing directly behind the old monk.

The old monk also felt the deep and low voice like thunder, and a deep regret appeared on his face, regretting why he provoked this person.

The warrior of the third level of the life and death realm was blown up by his punch, and Ruan Qi, the deadly swordsman of the sixth level of the life and death realm, could not even withstand his punch. If he had not had a backhand to protect his body, he would have gone to the past, and even so, he could only leave the secret realm helplessly.

The old monk himself also has the cultivation of the seventh level of the life and death realm, and wants to take advantage of this secret realm to make further progress, but at this moment he only wants to save his life, and does not want to crush the jade card until the last moment.

The figure flashed, and the light golden palm suddenly broke through the heavy wind and airflow, and pressed towards Zhong Lin's heart, making a final resistance.

Dang!

Like the ringing of a morning bell, a flash of golden light flashed around Zhong Lin, and his body soared in the air. A series of dragon-shaped phantoms swirled around him, blocking the light golden palm.

"Old monk, it's impolite not to return the favor. You should also take my punch."

Zhong Lin's eyebrows were full of fighting spirit, and his five fingers suddenly closed together, and a rumbling blow came down directly.

The air flow was whistling, and the golden light was overflowing. Zhong Lin punched out, and ripples appeared in the space. The fist was as heavy as a mountain, and the rumbling sound of the thunder rushed straight into the sky.

The old monk's yellow robe rustled, and a golden sun seemed to be burning in his dim eyes.

Clang!

A sound like the sound of metal clashing came from the old monk, and wisps of golden light emerged. In an instant, the old monk's whole momentum changed completely, and he became like a bronze ancient Buddha, solemn and majestic.

This is the "Golden Buddha", one of the four supreme martial arts of the Wanfo Holy Land, and the supreme treasure of the Arhat Dao.

He raised one palm, and pushed it out with a wisp of golden light.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a golden palm with a swastika grew up in the wind, turned into a hundred feet in the air, and slammed towards Zhong Lin.

The next moment, the fist print and the giant palm collided with a bang.

Boom!

For a moment, there was no explosion of strong wind, no howling of wind, only the visible space ripples constantly vibrated, and occasionally gravel splashed, but also disappeared without a trace by this invisible wave.

Rumble!

A moment later, the rolling strong wind exploded, the wind whistled and swept over, and a series of thunders resounded throughout the place.

Wow!

The old monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and half of his body was blown up by Zhong Lin's punch, turning into blood mist and floating into the air.

"Buddha has mercy on me."

With his last breath, the old monk shattered the jade token and disappeared.

Zhong Lin's face was a little gloomy. He still underestimated these holy land disciples. In addition to their own extremely powerful strength, each of them had a backup plan.

At the last moment, a thing similar to a relic appeared on the chest of the old monk, blocking most of his punching force. Otherwise, not only half of his body would be blown up, but the whole person would be blown up, and there would be no chance of leaving the secret realm alive.

The beast-robed young man who was shooting arrows from a distance also changed his face completely at this moment.

This time the target was too strong, and his arrows had no effect at all. Although he expected that the great power of Nirvana Realm was very strong, he did not expect it to be so strong that he could blow up any warrior with just one punch, and it was a mess.

At this time, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, "escape".

But he also knew that he could not escape at all with his cultivation. For a while, he was in a dilemma. He wanted to crush the jade token and leave the secret realm, but he was reluctant to do so.

Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent enveloped the whole body. The young man in the animal robe smiled bitterly, bowed slightly to Zhong Lin, then crushed the jade card and left the secret realm.

Zhong Lin stood in the void and glanced at the four eyes coldly.

The battle just now seemed slow, but it was only a few breaths, but it was also in these few breaths that one of the four life and death realm masters died and three escaped.

Looking coldly at the other warriors hiding in the dark and still eager to move and unwilling to leave, Zhong Lin suddenly smiled.

And those warriors in the dark suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. They looked up suddenly and saw a golden light tearing through the sky in the distance and bursting towards them.

"Not good!"

Everyone had a thought in their hearts.

The next moment, the cold and murderous sword intent that exterminated everything burst out from Zhong Lin's body. In the air whistling like ghosts and wolves, a light golden sword light spread out like a tide in an instant, covering all people within a radius of 100 miles.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of swords that shocked the world resounded through the sky. The ground, rocks, and trees within hundreds of miles were instantly cut into countless tiny molecules in this sea of ​​sword light.

"Ah! Ah!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"No... Don't!"

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, look!

In an instant, countless screams rang out, and all the warriors who were secretly poking in the sword light were torn apart by the sword light.

Flesh and bones! Blood!

Under the endless sword light, hundreds of warriors melted like snow under the scorching sun.

Those who were fast quickly crushed the jade card and fled from the secret realm, while some lucky ones turned into flesh and blood all over the sky under the cover of such a terrifying and domineering sword light, crackling down like a rainstorm.

When the sword light dissipated, the whole earth seemed to have been plowed, and there was no trace of life.

The warrior who dodged the sword light from a distance felt his legs tremble, cold sweat dripped down, and he stood still, not daring to move.

Nirvana is so terrifying!

After clearing the field with one move, Zhong Lin stepped towards the blood pool.

The whole blood pool was filled with rich blood. Just as Zhong Lin approached, a flash of blood flashed, and a monster made of blood, similar to a leopard, suddenly appeared from it, jumped up, turned into a stream of blood, and rushed towards Zhong Lin frantically.

"Beast, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Every natural treasure must have a powerful guardian. This treasure flower can stay here so safely, it must be guarded by a monster. It is hard for you to persist until now." Zhong Lin sneered.

In the whistling wind, Zhong Lin took a step forward with a calm face, put his five fingers together, and suddenly punched out.

Boom!

Like the roar of thousands of wind dragons, countless thunders exploded, and the air within tens or hundreds of feet suddenly exploded wherever the fist pointed.

Awooo!

Under this terrifying punch, the blood beast couldn't help but feel fear. It only had time to wail before it was punched in the chest by Zhong Lin.

Bang!

With a dull sound like a drum, the huge body of the blood beast suddenly flew hundreds of miles in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook violently, a thick cloud of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the khaki waves surged like a real tide.

"Ao!"

The low wail was only half heard, and the blood beast was killed by this punch, and there was no breath.