Chapter 40 Giant Palm
Lin Qingzhi never thought that the peaceful life he had always hoped for would only last for a few days, and trouble came again.
It was also trouble from the Barbarian Vajra Sect.
Is it really necessary to go to the Barbarian grassland and nip these troubles in the bud to be considered trouble-free?
When the two monks from the Vajra Temple just arrived in the village, Lin Qingzhi already knew it.
This is his territory. This kind of warrior with powerful strength will attract his scrutiny as soon as he approaches.
Originally, Lin Qingzhi wanted to deal with the two people, but his uncle and aunt just appeared.
He thought about waiting for the two to leave before taking action, but who would have thought that the two monks would actually stop his uncle and aunt.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and slowly passed it in the air, and a silver light flashed in the air and flashed away.
And the two monks who were about to interrogate their uncle and aunt suddenly realized that something was wrong.
In front of them, the ox cart suddenly became still, and the two villagers stopped moving, as if the whole world had frozen in time.
The two were shocked.
A strong man took action to deal with them.
The picture turned, and in front of them, the ox cart and the villagers began to disappear. Although the scenery was still the village of that small village, there was no living creature.
It was like an independent space that was stripped off.
They were thrown into this independent space.
Exiled?
No, this is a mirror space, just like the mirror space that Marvel used.
But compared to him, in this mirror space created by Lin Qingzhi, he is the master, he is God...
"Huh..."
Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared in this mirror space, blowing the trees around the two monks to bend down, blowing the monks' robes to rustle, and the ground was even dusty.
The next moment.
The two monks felt something was wrong with their bodies.
It seemed that some organs in their bodies were disappearing.
The two looked down and saw a scene that frightened them.
Their lower bodies had disappeared without a trace, and what frightened them even more was that their bodies continued to dissipate, turning into dust particles invisible to the naked eye, drifting with the wind.
"Gudong..."
The two swallowed hard, then looked at each other in horror, their eyes full of despair.
No wonder they couldn't find the whereabouts of the two junior brothers, it turned out that they had drifted away with the wind, and even their souls had turned into energy.
Is this their fate?
The two couldn't help but close their eyes. It's not that they didn't think about begging for mercy, but the person behind the scenes didn't even show his face, which meant that he had no intention of letting them go.
As time passed, the two monks from the Vajra Temple were turned into ashes...
The next moment, the mirror space was like broken glass, scattered and disappeared...
The two monks also disappeared with the tiny particles...
Outside.
Seeing the two monks turn around and leave, Uncle Sun Zhen was confused. Didn't he want to ask questions just now? Why did they turn around and run away?
"Inexplicable..."
Sun Zhen pulled the reins, scratched the back of his head, muttered, and then drove the ox cart towards the town again.
Just put this matter behind.
The two figures who left were just the images created by Lin Qingzhi.
After destroying the two people and turning them into ashes, Lin Qingzhi isolated time and space again, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed down.
At the same time.
In the holy mountain of the barbarians, Mount Argon.
A magnificent palace stood on the top of the mountain, the palace was filled with incense, and there was a long stairway below, where the barbarians were kneeling devoutly on the steps.
Inside the palace, many monks were sitting on cushions, silently reciting scriptures.
At the same time.
In the side hall of the Vajra Temple, on the high platform, two soul flames suddenly went out.
The two monks sitting on the ground opened their eyes, looking at the two extinguished platforms with sharp eyes, and there was a surge of murderous intent in their bodies.
Someone killed their Vajra Temple disciples, this is the first time, who has such courage.
Against their Vajra Temple, it's time to let their Vajra Temple's reputation resound throughout this land again.
The killing is about to begin...
Just when the old monk was thinking of teaching the one who killed the Vajra Temple disciples a lesson.
Dark clouds suddenly gathered on the top of Mount Argon, and a powerful pressure began to fall towards the top of Jing'an Temple.
In an instant.
Under this terrifying pressure, monks were kneeling on the ground.
They were sweating, veins on their bodies were bulging, and their teeth were clenched.
Even some Vajra Temple disciples with poor cultivation had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.
At the same time.
In a cave in the back mountain of Vajra Temple, three old monks in the Guixu realm also prostrated themselves on the ground, and their bald heads, which were harder than steel, smashed a huge pit in the ground.
In the sight of these monks, a huge palm slowly appeared behind Mount Argon and pressed down towards Vajra Temple.
This terrifying giant palm seemed to want to wipe out Mount Argon from this world.
This is the revenge from an old monster. Who is such a terrifying old monster? Who wants to wipe out their Vajra Temple?
What kind of monster did their Vajra Temple offend?
Fear emerged in the hearts of these powerful warriors who have always been high and mighty.
They have always thought that in this continent, in this land, they are the rulers, the few powerful forces, except for a few forces that can't compete with them, the rest are ants.
But until now, they know that for some people, they are also ants. Even if the real body does not appear, they can be wiped out with a wave of the hand.
What an irony.
"Boom..."
The huge palm fell next to Mount Agung, and a huge mountain was wiped out, leaving Mount Agung standing alone.
At the same time.
"Puff..."
The monks of the Vajra Temple spit out a mouthful of blood from their mouths.
All the monks suffered serious internal injuries.
Horror emerged from their eyes.
It was just the aftermath, but it gave them a feeling of not being able to win. If this huge palm fell on their heads, then...
They and Mount Agung would disappear without a trace!
This was a warning from the old monster.
"Monks of the Vajra Temple, if anyone else steps into Ping'an County, you... will no longer exist..."
The cold voice appeared in the ears of every monk and those devout pilgrims, leaving them stunned.
