"Great Elder Guihai, what exactly is the Pan Demon you are talking about?"
"Yeah, is this thing scary?"
Everyone looked at Gui Hai Longyi expectantly.
But Gui Hai Longyi shook his head and said: "I don't know."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone felt depressed about Gui Hai Longyi's answer. Since you don't know, why are you so excited?
"It's not that you don't know, but you don't dare to say it, right?"
Qin Wudao said suddenly.
"Um?"
Everyone looked at Qin Wudao, what did he mean?
Qin Wudao then said: "Elder Guihai, since you won't tell me, let me explain to everyone that the Pan Demon is actually a legend. The appearance of the Pan Demon in the legend can bring disaster to the entire monastic world.
destroy."
"Everyone knows that there are nine palaces and twelve paths in the monastic world."
"The Three Saints were actually very active in the past, but why did they become more and more mysterious, and finally even disappeared to the point of almost disappearing?"
"Why?"
Someone asked curiously.
Qin Wudao said: "I don't know the specific situation, but I know that the disappearance of the Three Saints is related to the Pan Demon. Therefore, as long as the Pan Demon is resurrected, the Three Saints will inevitably be born. Only the Three Pure Paths and the Three Evils will be born."
The Tao and the Three Holy Taos are all gathered together, and the world of ascetics is called the world of ascetics."
"Today's world of monks is all about making small fuss. It's so boring."
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
"What did you say?"
"So, it's you people from the Golden Pavilion who want to resurrect the Pan Demon?"
"Just because you think the monastic world is boring, you want to resurrect a demon? What's the difference between you and a demon?"
"Your Golden Pavilion will be jointly destroyed by the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces."
"Haha~~"
Faced with everyone's accusations, Qin Wudao burst into laughter.
His mood even entered a state of madness. He looked around arrogantly and said: "If all of you die here, won't no one be able to kill me at the Golden Pavilion?"
"What?"
"You want to kill us?"
Everyone was furious, no one expected that the Golden Pavilion would be so crazy.
At this time, Qin Wudao waved his hand and said in a cold voice: "My Black Wolf warriors, please come out."
Then, dozens of warriors wearing black armor walked into the surrounding passages of the huge cave.
In today's era of hot weapons, armor and cold weapons are very rare. If others see it, they will think that these people are definitely not playing around?
But as monks, everyone can clearly feel the evil aura emanating from these armored warriors. Their faces are covered, only a pair of red and evil eyes are exposed, and each of them holds a spear.
, like the god of death.
"Who are these people?"
Everyone exclaimed.
"These are not people."
The speaker was still Monk Guye, and he said to everyone: "These are warriors made by the people of the Golden Pavilion using some drugs that they came up with through experiments on adults. They call these warriors black wolves. It is said that they are related to some kind of genetic sequence."
related."
"Gene sequence?"
Yun Yi was shocked. Isn't that the secret of Fang Weiji and Fang Weixi?
Originally, he thought that the so-called genetic sequence was just some high-tech thing created by the head of the Fang family that was more gimmick than practical, so he didn't care about it.
Unexpectedly, these people used genetic sequences to create such evil warriors.
Qin Wudao looked at Monk Dead Leaf coldly and said: "I had doubts about you when I saw you in the Golden Pavilion. I was just careless and didn't keep an eye on you, so you have been hiding in my Golden Pavilion for so long.
That’s why such a disaster happened, and you can’t escape today even if you have wings.”
"Yeah?"
Monk Dead Leaf was still smiling lightly, but the next moment, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the dragon tendon.
Then the dead leaf monk's body emitted a dazzling golden light, which seemed to be accelerating the absorption of the power of the dragon tendon.
Monk Dead Leaf looked at Qin Wudao and said, "I knew earlier that you, Qin Wudao, were in the late stages of becoming gods. Naturally, with the strength of a poor monk, I couldn't defeat you, so I led everyone here to seize the dragon tendon. Today
, the poor monk is ready to die here."
"Do you want to improve your cultivation through dragon tendons?"
Qin Wudao sneered, and suddenly came to the front of the dead leaf monk, saying: "Since you have swallowed the dragon tendons, then I will disembowel you and take out the dragon tendons."
Buzz~~
As Qin Wudao's voice fell, a black long sword appeared in Qin Wudao's hand.
"Is this the Quee Sword?"
"According to rumors, the Quexie Sword just needs time to settle, and it is very likely to become the same existence as the Hundred Tribulations Sword in the future."
"Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's really powerful."
The next moment, Que Xie's sword stabbed directly into Monk Dead Leaf's body.
With a "pop" sound, the evil sword pierced Monk Dead Leaf's heart.
"you……"
This was a moment of instant killing, but Qin Wudao's sword made the demon monk Gu Ye unable to avoid it.
But Qin Wudao knew clearly that although Monk Dead Leaf could not avoid his astonishing sword, he did not seem to make even a single dodge move. Was he prepared to die?
At this time, Monk Dry Leaf raised his head and smiled.
Then Monk Dead Leaf had a needle in his hand and pierced Qin Wudao's chest directly.
"ah!"
Qin Wudao exclaimed, then slapped Monk Dead Leaf on the chest with his palm, and both sides flew away.
Everyone looked at it in shock.
Originally, everyone thought that when a master like Qin Wudao appeared, there would inevitably be a battle with Monk Dead Leaf, but they did not expect that the battle would come to an end so quickly.
Shouldn't masters be more durable?
"puff!"
Monk Dead Leaf managed to stand up, blood spurting out from his mouth.
He didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed a miserable smile, "Qin Wudao, how does the poor monk's bone-etching needle taste?"
"you……"
Qin Wudao covered his chest, the bone-gnawing and heart-piercing feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
But he still sneered: "How can a mere bone-corroding needle do anything to me? But you, your heart was pierced, and you also ate my Seven Evil Palms. You will definitely die."
"It doesn't matter. The poor monk came here prepared to die here."
"Then you go see your Buddha."
"Buddha?"
Monk Ku Ye paused and said: "With the murder committed by this poor monk, it is impossible to see the Buddha. He can only go to hell. The Buddha is not willing to save me."
"If the Buddha doesn't help me, then I will become a Buddha myself!"
As he spoke, Monk Dry Leaf sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and his indifferent posture seemed to be waiting for death.
"Kill, kill for me."
Qin Wudao was extremely angry. With a wave of his hand, the warriors in armor began to rush towards the crowd crazily, stabbing directly with the spears in their hands. The black-armored warriors were very powerful. Those monks with low cultivation levels did not even have a chance to fight back.
Stabbed to death.
Those with a slightly higher level of cultivation may still have the strength to fight, but if they counterattack, they can't hurt those black-armored warriors at all.