Everyone was afraid of the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures because Qin Lin was afraid of the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures, but they didn't know that Qin Lin was actually resisting the Buddha's light.

Seeing this, the monk sweeping the floor was extremely confused. He followed Qin Lin's gaze and could not see anything. He said intimately: "This evil beast seems to be resisting something, is there something in the air?"

Although the Sweeping Monk has cultivated the realm of a true person, he is an mortal after all, and he cannot see the Buddha's light, so he guessed: "Is it the Buddha's appearance?"

"hateful!"

Qin Lin glanced at the Buddha light in the air fiercely, and felt a little panicked, and said to himself: "With this thing here, I'm afraid I can't get out of this Shaolin Temple today!"

At this time, the sweeping monk waved his palm again, and the true energy in his palm was surrounded by endless strength.

"Bang!"

Because of the suppression of the Buddha's light, Qin Lin could not move at all, and the sweeping monk's palm hit Qin Lin firmly.

"clang!"

Although Qin Lin lost all his corpse energy and was suppressed by the Buddha's light, he was unable to move, but he was stagnant after all, and his body's ability to resist strikes was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

With one blow, the sweeping monk saw that there was no influence on Qin Lin at all, and exclaimed: "Vajra Indestructible Magic Art?"

Qin Lin sneered and did not answer. Although he seemed to have easily resisted the attack of the sweeping monk, the body on his chest was already showing signs of collapse. If he allowed the sweeping monk to attack, his body would explode. At that time, he would not be able to repair it without the corpse energy;

Now if you want to escape from danger as soon as possible, you must defeat the Buddha's light. So Qin Lin did not care about the monk who swept the floor, but resisted the Buddha's light with all his strength, dominated the sword intent of the world, and broke the sword intent of all dharmas. Both were completely released, activate the energy of heaven and earth, and stalemate with the Buddha's light.

When the sweeping monk saw Qin Lin regarding him as a real-life warrior, he naturally said angrily: "Okay, I want you to see the power of the peak real-life warrior today!"

The right palm was placed horizontally in front of the chest, and the true qi surged wildly in the meridians, condensing on the palms along the connection of the acupoints. The sweeping monk himself turned red, and the air was blown away by the scattering of the true qi. A stream of extremely powerful true qi kept surging out of his body like a tide.

"Valoric Palm!"

Qin Lin had seen the 72 unique skills, so he naturally realized that the sweeping monk was now using Shaolin's unique skill - the Great Power Vajra Palm.

The Great Vajra Palm is brave and powerful. If you really hit this palm, you are afraid that your body will be bombarded by the palm force. Qin Lin was anxious: "What should I do?"

However, the Buddha's light hurt Qin Lin so much that if he did not resist, Qin Lin's soul might be killed.

"Oh!"

The sweeping monk had already slapped his palm. Before he could reach his palm, the terrifying aura had already hit him. Qin Lin cursed anxiously: "Hey, corpse pill, you have eaten so much fucking food, can you help me now?"

Now Qin Lin can be said to be dying and seeking medical treatment.

"grass"

Now Qin Lin is in his heart at this moment and wants to curse people!

Just as Qin Lin watched the sweeping monk's palm approaching his chest, but he could not make any counterattack. He was so angry that he did not notice that the corpse pill in his dantian had moved.

"I hope this staggering body can withstand it, right?"

Qin Lin closed his eyes because he really didn't want to see his body being smashed into pieces.

Looking at Qin Lin's appearance, the sweeping monk secretly said in his heart: "Today, I can abandon this demon for the world!"

"Bang!"

The powerful Vajra Palm of the Sweeping Monk slapped Qin Lin hard on his body, but what Qin Lin and the Sweeping Monk didn't expect was that Qin Lin's body was not shattered.

The sweeping monk looked at Qin Lin's body in surprise, which was slowly rising like black fog, and blurted out: "What is this?"

Qin Lin said happily: "My corpse is back!"

This black fog is Qin Lin’s body-protecting corpse energy!

It turned out that in Qin Lin's dantian, the corpse pill was constantly releasing corpse energy. Qin Lin's body also had corpse energy. Although it was thin, it was enough to automatically operate the martial arts and display magical powers.

"Rebirth of the broken limb!"

Qin Lin's left arm, the empty sleeves, began to squirm. After a while, a brand new and powerful arm was born, and even the tiny cracks on his chest were repaired.

The sweeping monk looked at the scene like a miraculous scene and was extremely shocked: "Is this still something that human power can deal with?"

Qin Lin felt the infinite power that had re-owned in his body, stretched his body, looked at the monks who were still muttering in the distance, looked at the Buddha light in the air, then pinched a magic trick in his hand, and chanted: "Taiyin Ji Dao, Yin Feng Wuji Bliss! Thousands of evil and thousands of kalpas, immortality and death!"

Suddenly, the wind blew, covering the sky and the earth.

"this……"

"What's this……"

Everyone in Shaolin Temple was frightened by Qin Lin's methods, and the Buddhist beads in their hands were turning faster and faster. They silently recited in their hearts: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..." Although Qin Lin could not disperse the Buddha light in the sky, Qin Lin, who now has corpse qi to protect his body, could not do anything to him.

Qin Lin was naturally unhappy when he was beaten by these monks in Shaolin Temple today, so he shouted: "I'm going to wash Shaolin blood today!"

Qin Lin spread his hands, and a vast murderous aura came as if it were the substance, and a bloody smell came out of thin air. "Own-created sword technique - blood stained the rivers and mountains", and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color and the wind continued.

The monk's eyes also shrank, and his true energy was running wildly. He knew that there was no other opponent in Shaolin Temple now, Qin Lin. If he didn't stop him, he was afraid that Shaolin Temple would be bloody and would have a crisis of destroying the temple.

The heads of Shaolin halls at the level of the masters all tried their best to use their own skills, but their martial arts were too bad for Qin Lin. After just one encounter, they were injured by Qin Lin's knife intent, spit out a blood arrow, and sat on the ground, unable to move. The other Shaolin disciples were suppressed by Qin Lin's momentum. Not to mention counterattacking, they could not even stand up.

Only the Sweeping Monk and Qin Lin had the power to fight.

Unfortunately, Qin Lin has corpse energy now, and his strength has increased greatly. In addition, Qin Lin's sword intent can stimulate the vitality of heaven and earth, so the Sweeping Monk has no chance of winning at all.

"puff!"

The knife intent invaded consciousness, and the corpse energy swallowed blood. The sweeping monk was overwhelmed and directly sprayed out a large mouthful of blood. His body became shaky and his breath gradually became listless.

Qin Lin looked at the sweeping monk and smiled and said, "Master, didn't you say you wanted to subdue demons and demons just now? Why is it so unbearable now?"

The sweeping monk used all his strength to resist the true energy, his face turned pale, and at this time he lost the strength to speak.

Qin Lin looked at the sweeping monk who was still fighting stubbornly, sneered and slapped it out with a palm, and the overwhelming murderous aura surged out wildly.

The sweeping monk closed his eyes sadly and quietly waited for the arrival of death. He had lived for hundreds of years, and he had no regrets. Now he has done his best to Shaolin Temple, do his best to do his best and let his fate go.

Just as Qin Lin's palm was about to end the life of the sweeping monk, a sound that seemed to be produced by this world sounded: "My friend, please forgive me if you want to forgive me."

Just this sound, Qin Lin's palm power was dispelled. Qin Lin was surprised. There was someone in this world who could break his attack so easily?

Just as Qin Lin dispersed his spiritual sense and sensed what sacred place was, his shoulder was suddenly grabbed and his body was lifted. When Qin Lin was about to resist, he found that he could not move at all.

"grass"

"Master?!"
Chapter completed!