"Haha! Not bad." "Senior Brother Ning, your requirements are too high. It is already very good to be able to lose part of Shaolin's strength."
Zuo Zhen has been suppressed by Shaolin these years, so naturally he doesn't have any good impression of Shaolin.
This time, he was most delighted when the demon sect suddenly attacked Shaolin. When Shaolin's power was revealed, he felt even more pressure in his heart.
"Yeah!" Ning Qingyu just nodded when he heard this. The strength shown by Shaolin really increased the pressure on him. Who knows if there are any masters in Shaolin.
If it weren't for this attack by the Demon Cult, they originally thought that there were only three top warriors in Shaolin.
Shaolin's Arhat Formation is also quite eye-catching. If it weren't for the devil's sect's reckless attack, I'm afraid it really wouldn't be able to cause much harm to Shaolin.
"After such a battle, Shaolin will definitely call on the righteous people in the world to fight against the demonic sect together."
Ning Qingyu said with a sneer.
"Calling, why? When we fought against the Demon Cult in the past, Shaolin Wudang always watched with cold eyes. We won't do it this time."
Both the disciples of the Huashan Sect and the Songshan Sect were very dissatisfied with Shaolin. After all, what they had done before was too ugly.
During the two battles between good and evil, Shaolin just watched with cold eyes, saying that it was nice and supportive, but in fact, it was not at all.
"Yes! Support! Of course we have to support it, but my junior brothers have gone to the south to communicate with the senior brothers of the Hengshan Sect a few days ago. It will take some time to come back."
As the leader of a sect, Zuo Zhen naturally would not act like the elders and disciples under his sect, but instead sneered.
"It seems that Junior Brother Zuo has an idea."
When Ning Qingyu saw this, he understood Zuo Zhen's plan.
"That's fine. You and I will go there in person when the time comes, and forget about the others."
This is Ning Qingyu's plan. Of course, they still have to go there in person. The Songshan Sect is right next to them. If no one comes out, their reputation in the world is not good.
Moreover, both of them are extremely skilled and are not afraid of the Demon Cult. Even if they are defeated, they can retreat quickly.
And he believed that as long as Dugu Sheng was a smart person, he would not take action against them.
"Haha! Just follow what Senior Brother Ning wants."
In this way, they can watch the show openly. As for Shaolin wanting them to contribute, they will just have to fish out.
Could it be that Shaolin wants to threaten them? Shaolin is indeed very powerful, but the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance is not inferior to Shaolin.
"Report!"
"Master, Monk Fangzheng from Shaolin wants to see you."
At this moment, a report from the disciples came from outside.
"Haha! As expected, what you said comes from what you said."
"Shaolin is asking for help." Zuo Zhen's face was full of sarcasm.
"Junior Brother Zuo, let's withdraw one after another and follow the previous plan."
We are obviously going to support, why not check out Shaolin's true strength.
"Senior Brother Ning, don't worry."
Zuo Zhen nodded, then said hello, and at the same time asked the elders in the sect to follow Ning Qingyu and the others to the back mountain.
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Late at night, at the gate of Shaoshi Mountain, several figures passed by, and soon they arrived in front of the gate of Shaolin Mountain. Looking at the gate with blood stains below, Dugu Sheng's face was extremely cold.
Shaolin's strength was beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that he had used 70% of the power of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and he didn't take much advantage in this battle.
Several top-notch warriors also died, especially the two deputy hall masters of Qinglong Hall, who were the new generation of elites within the church.
As for ordinary believers, there were hundreds of casualties.
The power of Shaolin is indeed extraordinary.
But no matter how powerful Shaolin is, he must get the innate inheritance this time. He has already felt that if his body's functions cannot break through, he will never be able to break through. On the contrary, his strength will slowly decline due to physical reasons.
Once the strength declines, what does it mean? He is very clear about how fierce the competition within the demon sect is.
Back then, he stepped on countless corpses step by step, and it could be said that he ascended to the position of leader of the Demon Cult from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Once the leader of the pride ages, what awaits him is death. Young male lions challenge him and then kill him.
He doesn't want to become such a person, so he needs to break through. Only if he breaks through to Xiantian, then he can at least be at the top of his game.
The Master Sanfeng of Wudang back then is a hundred years old and is still the top master in martial arts. Even twenty years later, he can still intimidate the Ming Dynasty and force the Taizu to confer the title of Wudang.
If he wants to become the second person, then this trip to Shaolin must be successful.
During the day's battle, three old bald donkeys of his own generation stopped him, but he could feel that the three old bald donkeys were actually very old.
If he hadn't been worried about the other person dragging him to death, he might have wanted to kill someone long ago.
The arrival of Dugu Sheng and others naturally touched the guardian monk of Shaolin Mountain Gate.
"who?"
The warrior monk scolded sharply.
"Noisy!"
Dugu Sheng clapped one hand in the air, and a violent energy spurted out.
With a pop, the monk was instantly knocked away, spitting out blood clots with internal organs in the air. After reaching the end, he died completely.
"hiss!"
The monk next to him immediately started to fight with each other. He looked at Dugu Sheng in the shadow with fear on his face.
"Go inside and let your abbot come out."
"Tell him that I will only wait for him for half a cup of tea. If he doesn't come, I will attack him."
After hearing Dugu Sheng's answer, several monks rolled and crawled to the depths of the mountain gate.
After a while, chaotic steps came.
"Amitabha! Almsgiver Dugu came to visit late at night. What is the purpose?"
Seeing Dugu Sheng, Dingzhen's eyes projected a murderous intent. In the two days of fighting, Shaolin had countless casualties. Not to mention the lay disciples who suffered serious casualties, there were hundreds of inner disciples of Shaolin alone.
Bit.
Six or seven top-notch monks died, which was already quite serious. Shaolin had not suffered such losses in twenty years.
And all of this was caused by the man in front of me. As the abbot of Shaolin, how could I not hate him?
"Monk Dingzhen, don't you know the purpose of my coming here? I'm still here to pretend. I said a few days ago that as long as you give me an innate inheritance, then I will leave."
"Monk Feasible, you are very confident. I am asking you again tonight. I wonder if Monk Dingzhen still has the same confidence as before?"
Dugu Sheng sarcastically said, "This bald donkey really won't give up until he sees the Yellow River."
"you...."
Dingzhen suppressed the anger in his heart, the other party was so arrogant.
"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense, monk. Do you want to hand over what I want? If not, that's fine. I'll leave right now."
"When the time comes, I will lead my men to beat you until you are handed over to Shaolin."
Dugu Sheng's threat made Dingzhen look extremely ugly. His originally kind face now became as gloomy and ugly as a demon.
This chapter has been completed!