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The thick clouds pressed the autumn sunlight behind the clouds, and the entire Buddhist temple suddenly felt a little cold.

A trace of cold wind rolled up the withered leaves next to the Lion Temple, and there seemed to be a few cracks on the mottled walls.

Zhong An stood at the gate of the Lion Temple. He looked up at the sky in the distance. If he hadn't learned about the inside story, he would have thought that the Taoist sect had come to invade Buddhism.

"The master cannot break his heart knot after all, so he can only fight with the realm of disillusionment."

But this battle is destined to have no result.

Mo Guantian, who possesses holy weapons, is almost difficult to defeat unless there are many cultivators in the Disillusionment Realm or powerful people in the Creation Realm.

"How difficult is it to break the realm."

Zhong An understands his difficulties and his beliefs are the key to his future breaking of the state of disillusionment.

China.

He picked up China and regarded it as his belief. This is his strongest confidence and will also become his greatest weakness.

You can take it, you still have to let it go.

It's just too difficult.

The Buddhist sect was in turmoil, and Mo Guantian obviously came prepared this time. He was not aimless when he traveled to Buddhism these days.

He knew Buddhism so well that he understood it when he was a child, but he didn't expect that those things would be used today.

"Boom!"

Countless explosions sounded, shocking the earth, key temples were destroyed, and dense smoke and dust rushed into the sky.

Zhong An looked at a street near the Lion Temple, which spread to a small hill, and nearly hundreds of law enforcement monks were dispatched together.

They were wearing red armor, and their spears were in their hands, with fierce eyes.

This is not an ordinary law-enforcement monk, but a secretly cultivated by Buddhism specifically for killing. Each one is at least in the fasting realm.

They are blood arhats.

The bloody arhat also saw Zhong An.

But their pace did not stop. It was enough to break the iron walls of the copper and iron walls at such a speed.

But in the end they stopped.

The blood arhat in the head was tall and full of murderous aura, like an arhat god of war, he looked at Zhong An.

An elderly six-headed old lion walked out of the Lion Temple.

"Master, can you stop us?" The bloody arhat, who was in charge, said in a cold voice.

The six-headed old lion sounded Mo Guantian got rid of it, and it was to block the team, so he could only nod helplessly.

"Believe me, this time there will be no death that shouldn't be there, at most it's just injuries."

"This is Buddhism!" The blood arhat hit the ground with a long spear, and the stones flew over the bluestone road.

"Even if no one was injured or even if no one died, this is Buddhism."

"Master, I know that you have a good relationship with Mo Guantian. I don't mind you stopping us, but can you stop us?"

The Luohan smiled, but there was not much smile on his face.

Although there are 480 temples in Buddhism, it is impossible for all temples to be in charge, and they are all figures in the True Jin Realm.

Generally, it is good to achieve fasting.

There are some small temples, even only the Iron Bone Realm, and there are also old ones with no combat power.

However, this bloody arhat team is truly terrifying and can block the powerful people in the True Jin Realm.

"I'm going to die anyway. Since that's the case, then give it a try."

The six lion shouted loudly, originally depressed, but at this moment it suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the six heads were burning with different energy.

Everyone thought it was old and could not even walk, but they never thought that when the last little energy in life was burning, it would return to its peak.

This block suddenly began to collapse because gravity was changed. The old lion's talent made it isolated from the outside world and gravity continued to increase.

Hundreds of bloody arhats felt that they were pressing on a mountain and could not move forward in an instant.

"You are burning your life, why should you do this? Mo Guantian is here to deceive our Buddhism. You are also a creature of Buddhism. This is betraying Buddhism." The blood arhat's forehead bulged.

The six-headed lion has a strong talent and can continue to mutate until now and be recognized by Buddhism. It is obviously not easy.

And once it goes all out and wants to trap these people with life, they will not be able to leave for a while.

"Old lion, I will be gentle all my life, so can't I be arrogant before dying? Besides, it's the same as if you go or not. If you don't go, the monks outside the door will take action in advance."

"To be honest, since the Abbot of Guangming took office, Buddhism has been no longer pure. If all the 480 temples can be demolished and rebuilt, it would be great."

"The roots have decayed, so they should be treated in time."

Hundreds of bloody arhats shouted loudly and pointed their spears into the sky to break through the constraints of this gravity method.

The old lion roared, one of its head exploded, and blood sank into its own martial arts. The entire street seemed to be covered with blood. The bloody arhats felt that there was another mountain above their heads.

Their feet were sinking into the ground.
Chapter completed!