C858 Lord Pu Lin
C858 Lord Pu Lin
A circle of light suddenly spread out. The energy wave ripped apart the void. Yang Qiu didn't even have the time to escape. He grabbed Ji Sha and threw him into Chaotic Space. After that, he felt dizzy and the scenery in front of him changed.
This was a strange spatial zone. The entire spatial zone was filled with a deathly aura, but there was also a life force constantly growing within it. Yang Qiu didn't even have the time to react before a gentle voice with endless compassion sounded behind him.
"What a friendly little trick!"
Yang Qiu suddenly turned his head.
An old monk with a skinny body and a height of less than 1. 5 meters stood up. He was wearing the most ordinary linen robe, and he was sitting with his legs crossed. On top of a brown pupa, he looked at Yang Qiu with a distressed expression, and his entire body seemed to be weak.
This old monk had a yellow and thin face, and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. His head was bald, and only two snow-white eyebrows were visible on his head. They were more than a foot long, and they were hanging on both sides of his head. It made this monk seem even more miserable.
Yang Qiu had only matched the old monk. All of a sudden, a feeling that was even more bitter than Huang Lian emerged from the bottom of his heart. In front of his eyes, he seemed to have seen billions of Human Clan struggling in this tragic world. Even after hundreds of reincarnations, they still couldn't find a way to free themselves. That kind of despair piled up in his heart was simply too horrible to look at.
When Yang Qiu looked at this old monk once more, he felt as if he had been freed from great suffering and joy. It was as if all the despair, pain, and torture had been resolved by this old monk.
He almost kneeled down in front of this old monk.
Just as his knees went soft, he suddenly regained his senses.
Damn it!!
Two cold gazes suddenly appeared in his eyes as he stared at the old monk with utmost vigilance.
This was the weirdest, most powerful, and most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered in his life.
He instantly understood the origin of this old monk!
Budda Lord Pu Lin!
One of the three thousand Buddha Kingdom, the Buddha Lord of the Pulin Buddha Kingdom.
The Pulin Buddha Kingdom was ranked very high among the three thousand Buddha Kingdom. Although it could not be ranked in the top fifty, it should at least be ranked in the top hundred.
"Old bald donkey, you dare to plot against me with your evil tricks?"
Budda Lord Pu Lin looked at Yang Qiu in a daze. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he returned to his original appearance. He sat on the hassock and said in a flat tone.
"Not bad, you can actually break the old monk's Dharma Idol. Little guy, you are not bad. The old monk was very curious about the 108 false saints of the Lv Sect. What secrets do you have? "
Yang Qiu's heart skipped a beat when he heard Budda Lord Pu Lin call the 108 false saints of the elder group 'false saints'.
Pseudo Saints?
It seemed like this old thing was right.
No wonder Yang Qiu felt that the strength of these 108 saints was a bit strange.
And this Budda Lord Pu Lin actually dared to call him a false sage. He even showed some disdain towards them. Could it be that Budda Lord Pu Lin's strength was even greater than those Pseudo Saints?
When he thought about how Budda Lord Pu Lin could easily bring him from the Lv Sect's independent world to this godforsaken place, Yang Qiu broke out in a cold sweat.
This old thing, could it be that he had hidden his true strength?
Could it be that the Buddha Dual Saint had hidden their true strength as well? What other tricks did they have up their sleeves?
Or could it be that the relationship between the Buddhist Sect and the Lv Sect was mutual cooperation and mutual vigilance?
That God Clan of Holy World, the real God Clan, what the hell was that?
Yang Qiu's brain seemed to be circulating at a speed ten thousand times faster than usual at this moment.
God Clan, Buddhism, Lv Sect. The so-called 'super thick earth physique'. There were also all kinds of things that seemed to be the same but not the same. The intermittent fragments were all integrated into Yang Qiu's mind.
He seemed to have understood something, and he seemed to have touched the threshold of something. However, he could not really figure out what was going on in his head.
What exactly was going on?
It was as if a black curtain had wrapped him in the middle. He could vaguely see a trace of sunlight, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the exit of the black curtain.
Aoxue sent Jiumo Luoshen to find him and also sent the child over. Why did this happen?
Could it be that Aoxue knew something?
It would be better if the child followed the mother, but she had to give it to him.
Could it be that there was some unspeakable danger in her becoming the Buddha?
The more Yang Qiu thought about it, the more he felt cold sweat all over his body. He gave the old monk a complicated look and thought about it. He wondered if he should use the Immortal Execution Sword Formation to deal with this old man.
Indeed, he was only using the purest power. However, that was to deal with experts of the same level. If he encountered an opponent he could not defeat, he could not always use his fist to fight the opponent, right?
The Three Styles Of Chaos was his foundation, the source of his strength, and the Celestial Eradication Sword Formation had become his best weapon of attack.
"Little guy, I can't see through you!"
Budda Lord Pu Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Qiu with a smile.
"You are able to kill the Buddha Fruit in one fell swoop with your mortal body, and you also have the identity cards given to you by those fake Saints. Obviously, you have a huge secret on you. Perhaps, this secret involves. . . Hehe!"
While the old monk was talking, Yang Qiu had gathered all the chaotic energy in Chaotic Space. It flowed through his Dantian and into his meridians, then gathered in his hand. Waves of incomparably huge energy quickly turned into pure energy. In an instant, he felt like he was going to explode.
One punch!
He threw a punch at the old monk.
However, just as his fist was about three feet away from the old monk's head, a circle of golden light suddenly flashed across the old monk's body. The golden light was solemn and dignified, and it disappeared in a flash.
Yang Qiu's punch was blocked just like that.
However, Yang Qiu didn't stop. He gathered all his strength and threw out punches crazily. The golden light kept flashing, and the old monk's brows twitched slightly.
Yang Qiu's strength was purely his strength. There was no fluctuation of magic power at all. However, this strength was a little abnormal. It could actually slightly shake his Diamond Protection Ring.
Yang Qiu suddenly shouted out loudly. A circle of earthen yellow light suddenly flashed on his right fist. The first style of the Three Styles Of Chaos - Sky Splitting Strike - was unleashed without holding anything back.
An incomparably heavy Qi violently smashed onto the ring of Diamond Protection from his fist. With a ding sound, the ring of Diamond Protection was actually broken by him.
Budda Lord Pu Lin didn't attack. However, his passive defense was actually broken by an ordinary person. This was simply unimaginable.
He stared at Yang Qiu. The expression on his face was finally no longer indifferent, but frightened.
Only Budda Lord Pu Lin himself knew what level his strength was.