Chapter 369 Buddha's Dharmakaya! Shocking collision! Kill the old monk!

Above Lu Qing's head, the gray-robed old monk was shining with golden light.

A huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him.

The gray-robed old monk looked stern, standing on the golden boat, and pressed down with one palm.

Along with this palm, the Buddha shadow behind the gray-robed old monk also stretched out a huge palm and pressed down on Lu Qing below.

This palm seemed to sound Sanskrit chanting between heaven and earth, and golden runes were entangled around the giant palm of the Buddha shadow.

Carrying the power to crush everything, it pressed down on Lu Qing.

It turned out that the gray-robed old monk seemed to be forced to fall from the sky by the arrow formation, and was caught by Lu Qing with the power of the earth veins, and the calculation was successful.

In fact, he did it on purpose, just to let Lu Qing relax his vigilance so that he could perform a fatal blow at close range.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate any foundation-building strongman."

Lu Qing felt the power of the giant palm of the Buddha shadow, and sighed in his heart.

This old monk obviously had a trump card, but he had only used the golden shuttle magic weapon to fight the enemy.

Even when facing his arrow array siege, he deliberately showed weakness and pretended to be forced down by him.

It seemed that he fell into his trap, but in fact he was using his tricks against him and was also calculating him.

He waited until he got close to him before using his killing move.

The range of the huge Buddha's palm was not small, covering the area of ​​more than ten feet above Lu Qing's head.

Not only was it very fast, but it was also very powerful.

Before the giant palm completely fell, the powerful repressive force bound Lu Qing, making his body sluggish and inconvenient to dodge.

In a subtle way, he was actually going to turn the tables and blow up Lu Qing and his domain together.

"It seems that we have to get serious."

Looking at the huge Buddha's palm in front of him, Lu Qing condensed, and a light on his body lit up.

Boom!

The next moment, the Buddha's palm was already in Lu Qing's position.

The dust in the sky shook up, and the ground within a radius of more than ten feet was sunken by this palm.

From the sky, a huge palm print suddenly appeared on the plain, which was extremely visually impactful.

This palm was so powerful and terrifying that it was enough to make any innate realm change color and tremble with fear.

"Hmm?"

However, seeing the terrible destructive power caused by his move, the gray-robed old monk did not show any color at all, but his face changed.

Because he felt that the power of the earth veins and magnetic field that bound him had not completely disappeared.

It was still entangled with him, making it difficult for him to move.

He stared at the bottom, and suddenly, his pupils disappeared.

I saw the dust below suddenly shook and exploded in all directions.

A figure with a white glow rushed out of the dust and flew towards the gray-robed old monk at a very fast speed.

The gray-robed old monk was shocked, and without thinking, he slapped out with his mind.

At the same time, the Buddha's shadow behind him raised an endless gust of wind, and also slapped Lu Qing in the air again!

Facing the golden light and the huge Buddha's palm coming towards him, Lu Qing's eyes were still calm, without a trace of panic.

Even the sword and bow in his hand were put into the Qiankun Yiqi bag by him at some point.

A breeze emerged from his body, speeding up his body again.

He clenched his right fist, without dodging, and punched directly at the Buddha's palm!

Roar!

When Lu Qing punched out, the sound of a tiger roaring in the sky sounded. In a trance, the gray-robed old monk seemed to see an ancient giant tiger emerging from Lu Qing's body.

The gray-robed old monk was even more shocked. He knew that it was the fantasy presented by Lu Qing's fist that was too fierce and interfered with his mind.

Boom!

A fist and a palm collided in the air, and a whirlwind rose again. Above the sky, the air was once again blown into layers of white mist, and a violent gust of wind was raised.

If it were on the ground, there would be another round of flying sand and rocks, grass and trees falling.

Seeing the huge difference in size, Lu Qing was like a bug in front of the Buddha's palm that was more than ten feet wide, as if he was trying to shake a tree with an ant.

But the reality was quite different from what he saw. Under Lu Qing's punch, the huge Buddha's palm that looked like colored glass actually cracked with the fist as the center, and continued to spread, quickly spreading to the entire palm and even the arm.

Finally, it completely broke.

"How is it possible?!"

Seeing the Buddha's palm break, the gray-robed old monk showed an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that the Buddha's Dharma image he used with the help of the treasure in his body could be defeated so easily.

Lu Qing did not stop after defeating the Buddha's arm with one punch.

A breeze emerged from his body, and he descended several feet. After dissolving the recoil force, he rushed up again, directly approaching the gray-robed old monk.

There was only one chance. With the golden boat, the opponent could attack or defend as long as they stayed in the sky, and they were almost invincible.

He had finally approached the opponent, and he couldn't let go of this great opportunity.

He had seen that the arm of the Buddha's phantom that was defeated by him was slowly recovering, so he had to fight quickly.

Then with the power of the talisman, Lu Qing also had a short flying power. He quickly approached the gray-robed old monk and punched again.

The gray-robed old monk, who had seen the power of Lu Qing's fist, didn't dare to take it hard.

But just like before, he took advantage of the situation and took the initiative to enter Lu Qing's domain to relax his vigilance and perform a killing move.

At this moment, he was also trapped in Lu Qing's domain, bound by the power of the earth veins, and his speed dropped greatly.

He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

As a last resort, he had to pinch the magic formula and drive the other arm of the Buddha's Dharma image to continue to palm towards Lu Qing.

But this time, as expected, when the fists and palms intersected, the other arm of the Buddha's Dharma image was also crushed by Lu Qing's punch.

The breeze emerged, and Lu Qing once again came in front of the gray-robed old monk and punched him again.

This time, the gray-robed old monk had no way to deal with it.

He had to try his best to raise the spiritual power in his body and punched out with a palm to meet Lu Qing's fist.

But even his strongest means could not stop Lu Qing's fist.

Although the gray-robed old monk's body was also tempered extraordinary, how could he be Lu Qing's opponent.

Under Lu Qing's unparalleled fist power, his arm exploded immediately, and the whole person vomited blood, detached from the golden boat, and flew to the back.

"Good opportunity!"

Lu Qing had been coveting the golden boat for a long time, and he didn't even care about chasing the enemy. He grabbed the boat with one hand and urged his mind to take it away.

The old monk in gray robe was seriously injured at this time. In addition to the violent power of Lu Qing's punch, the fist was also condensed with a vast fist.

The old monk in gray robe was hit by the fist, and his mind was almost broken. How could he care about controlling the golden boat?

Therefore, Lu Qing smoothly put the boat into the Qiankun Yiqi Bag.

Then he looked at the old monk in gray robe who was still in the air, and the breeze on his body rolled up, and chased him again.

It seems complicated, but in fact, from Lu Qing knocking the old monk in gray robe off the golden boat to taking the boat away, everything happened in an instant.

When Lu Qing came in front of the old monk in gray robe, the other party had not yet landed on the ground.

Facing the horrified eyes of the old monk in gray robe, Lu Qing had no expression on his face, and punched out fiercely again, hitting his chest.

Bang!

Lu Qing did not hold back with this punch. His fist landed on the chest of the old monk in gray robe. Under the burst of fist power, the old monk's body was instantly torn apart.

However, he was a strong man at the perfect level of the foundation-building period, and his physical strength far exceeded that of the innate realm.

After enduring such a terrible punch from Lu Qing, the gray-robed old monk was still not completely blown up.

There was only a big hole in his chest, which went through the front and back, and he slammed into the ground fiercely, creating a big pit.

Lu Qing also fell beside the big pit, looking at the dying gray-robed old monk, who was already breathing out more than breathing in, with a calm look.

The other party endured a blow from him when he activated the state of physical treasure light. Although his physical body was not completely defeated, it was obviously dead.

"You are actually a physical cultivator with precious light on your body!"

The gray-robed old monk was still conscious, looking at the white light emerging from Lu Qing's body, his face was suddenly enlightened.

According to the records left by the ancestors of Xuankong Mountain, the physical cultivation lineage is very terrible.

Although there are many defects, in terms of combat effectiveness, it can be ranked in the top three among many cultivation schools.

Especially in close combat, it can be said to be invincible.

He was actually bullied by a physical cultivator who had cultivated to the state of radiant light. He lost this battle without complaint.

"However, there is one thing I still don't understand. What is the feud between Xuankong Mountain and you? Why do you want to slaughter my disciples of Xuankong Mountain?"

The gray-robed old monk knew that he could not escape death. He stared at the ghost mask on Lu Qing's face and asked the biggest question in his heart.

However, Lu Qing did not do as he wished.

He just said expressionlessly: "You can figure this out in hell!"

After that, he punched out again. Under the raging fist force, the gray-robed old monk was already seriously injured and on the verge of death. He could not raise a trace of spiritual power for defense.

In fear, he was smashed into pieces by Lu Qing's punch and turned into blood mist.

Just as the gray-robed old monk's body exploded, a gray light flew out of the blood mist and rushed directly to Lu Qing's brow.

The speed was so fast that people were caught off guard.

But the next moment, just as the gray light was about to pounce into Lu Qing's brow, a golden robe phantom emerged from Lu Qing's body, completely protecting him.

The gray light hit the robe phantom, and immediately sizzled, and was burned with gray smoke.

"Ah! The power of merit, this is impossible!"

The gray monk's angry voice just sounded, and the gray light was completely burned and annihilated, and the voice also completely dissipated.

It turned out that this gray light was the soul of the gray robe old monk.

His name was already doomed, but he still didn't want to give up.

At the moment of death, he used the soul secret technique, wanting to fight to the death and invade Lu Qing's eyebrow acupoint.

If he could defeat Lu Qing's soul, it would be the best, he could occupy Lu Qing's nest, take over Lu Qing's body, and obtain a strong body of physical cultivation.

Even if he couldn't take over the body, as long as he could severely injure Lu Qing's soul, he could temporarily block a great enemy for Xuankong Mountain, and leave his soul breath on the other party, which would be convenient for them to track and kill him in the future.

But he never thought that Lu Qing actually had a merit robe in his body that could block all soul attacks.

The gray-robed old monk's plan didn't even have a chance to succeed, and his soul was burned and annihilated by the merit robe.

"These old guys have so many tricks."

Lu Qing touched his eyebrows and sighed.

The soul attack just now was so fast that even he almost didn't react.

However, even if the gray-robed old monk really invaded his eyebrow acupoint, he would not panic.

On the contrary, he felt that if the gray-robed old monk saw what he looked like in his eyebrow acupoint, he would probably be the first to be scared to death.

With the multiple protections of the earth spirit beads and the soul talisman, Lu Qing didn't think that anyone's soul attack below the golden elixir could hurt him.

After neutralizing the gray-robed old monk's final attack, Lu Qing's gaze fell on the earth pit.

Because he saw that after the body of the gray-robed old monk was blasted into a bloody mist by his punch, something was still preserved.

It was a bead with a faint golden luster, floating in the air.

Lu Qing saw that this should be the rare treasure refined by the gray-robed old monk.

He was about to use his supernatural power to check it out, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked up in the direction of Lingshan Mountain Range.

His keen intuition told him that there seemed to be another strong breath coming over there.

And this breath gave him a sense of crisis.

Feeling this, Lu Qing did not hesitate, flashed into the pit, grabbed the golden bead, and put it into the Qiankun Yiqi bag.

"Xiao Li, come here!"

Xiao Li, who had been hiding beside him and scavenging for Lu Qing, suddenly appeared from the air and jumped into Lu Qing's arms.

Holding Xiao Li, Lu Qing's body was covered with green light, turning into a stream of light and going far away.

This time, he no longer held back and exerted the power of the talisman with all his strength.

At the same time, he circulated his spiritual power through his limbs and bones. With one step, he was already dozens of feet away. With another step, he was dozens of feet away.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the distance.

A few dozen breaths later, a figure appeared where Lu Qing and the gray-robed old monk were fighting.

After observing for a few times with a solemn look, his face suddenly changed and he appeared in the pit where the gray-robed old monk fell.

Looking at the blood on the ground, his face was ashen.

He felt that the spirit and breath of Elder Ku Rong seemed to have completely disappeared here.

…

After leaving the battle site, Lu Qing used the spirit talisman and body skills to the extreme, turned into a stream of light and left.

He ran hundreds of miles away, and after sensing that no one was chasing him, he fled into a deep mountain and found a cave to hide temporarily.

The spiritual weapon can conceal the calculation of the secrets of heaven, and the spirit talisman can also conceal the breath.

He believed that as long as he wanted to hide, almost no one in the world could find his trace.

After staying quietly in the cave for half an hour and confirming that no one was chasing him, Lu Qing relaxed his mind.

Just now, he sensed a trace of dangerous breath from the direction of Lingshan Mountain.

Although the breath was not strong, Lu Qing did not want to take the risk at the moment.

After all, he was in the dark and Xuankong Mountain was in the light.

As long as he didn't want to, the other party couldn't find his trace at all.

In this case, why take the risk in vain?

From the performance of the gray-robed old monk, it can be seen that Xuankong Mountain has a deep foundation and many magic weapons.

Even if it was him, he would have to use a lot of trump cards to kill him.

If the person who came was more powerful than the gray-robed old monk, I'm afraid it would not be so easy for him to get away.

Once he got into a hard battle, and the other party came to reinforce, he might capsize in the gutter.

The most important purpose of his trip to Xizhou was to cause trouble for Xuankong Mountain, not to fight them to death.

It's better to hide in the dark for the time being.

Anyway, he has gained a lot from the battle with the gray-robed old monk.

After digesting this battle, it won't be too late to go to Xuankong Mountain to find trouble.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing took out a stack of jade talismans, shot them into the ground with a flick of his finger, and arranged a simple formation to conceal his breath.

Then he flipped his hand and took out a golden boat from the Qiankun Yiqi bag.