406: C406 Warring White-browed Eyebrows

C406 Warring White-browed Eyebrows

What sort of powerful divine ability was this? What kind of Divine Arts is this? could he actually summon such a great water, and turn the Northern Mountain Gate into a vast ocean?!

It was simply comparable to the immortal arts of legends!

With the Damohans' Grand Formation destroyed, Pei Feng shot up into the sky like a hawk.

In the air, a golden light flashed. A golden sun appeared in his left hand, and a golden crescent moon appeared in his right.

"The sun and moon fight for glory!"

As he let out a roar, the sun and moon began to shine with a golden light. That feeling … Just like the sun and moon falling in the sky at the same time, it directly smashed towards the majestic Northern Mountain Gate with a whistling sound of exploding astral winds!

"Buddha is merciful! Buddha the Mountains and Rivers —! "

The sound of thunder rumbled like a great bell of an ancient temple, resounding through the entire mountain range.

In a split-second, an enormous buddhist image appeared behind the white-browed Grandmaster, as if a true Buddha had descended!

Pale golden Buddhist light... It was as if the sun was shining down, spreading out in all directions and covering three thousand meters.

Within the waves of Buddhist light and golden halos, the White-browed Grandmaster's body actually appeared like a vast sea of mirages!

Everywhere the halo of light passed, the mountain torrents became still and the rocks fell. All the monks sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and chanting the Buddhist scriptures in unison.

The full moon crashed into the mirage of the Embroidered Mountain Class with a loud bang!

The white-browed Grandmaster's face suddenly paled. Both of his hands quickly formed a seal in front of his chest, and after that, he suddenly roared, "Haa! Immovable Buddhist Seal –! "

In an instant, the treasure like gigantic buddhist shadow suddenly opened its eyes, and brazenly struck its palm towards the golden sun and moon below!

"Rumble, rumble, rumble ~ ~ ~"

This palm strike contained a mighty divine might. The golden sun and moon were actually not low at all. They instantly exploded, turning into thousands upon thousands of golden rays that dissipated into the air.

Putting away the Buddhist palm, the mirage returned to its calm state. The white-browed Grandmaster slowly opened his eyes and stared at Pei Feng, who was about a hundred meters away, with a serious expression.

A stream of blood... It flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Pei Feng's attack was blocked, but it was still unable to escape the violent recoil of the golden sun and moon. He still suffered internal injuries.

Pei Feng floated down among the monks and stared fixedly at the White-browed Grandmaster, who was shrouded in the huge buddhist shadow and the mirage of mountains and rivers. A trace of seriousness appeared between his brows.

This old monk … The power of his cultivation base and the mysteries of his supernatural powers exceeded his imagination; they were somewhat difficult to deal with!

"Buddha moving mountains and rivers? Immoveable Buddha Seal? Old Monk, what technique is this? "

A silver light flashed in his eyes, and the Chopping Spirit in his hands released waves of dragon roars.

There was a spirit in Divine Weapon, so when the Sword Soul sensed the Divine Qi, it was obvious that it was excited.

The white-browed Grandmaster's eyes were tightly shut, his white brows fluttering in the wind. He did not reply.

Just at this moment, another two voices sounded out.

"Who is it?" How dare you say such arrogant words, and claim to want to break the mountain gate and destroy my Shaolin Temple?! "

"Amitabha, Young Grandmaster, it's been a hundred years since we last met. Today, this old monk is here to experience the martial arts ability of a young genius!"

Two figures landed gracefully on the towering Northern Mountain Gate. One was a grey-white monastic robe, old beyond compare, with a black meridian wheel in his hand, and the other was a yellow linen robe. His hair was white, and his body was blood-red, with a strange short sword in his hand.

"Weng -!"1

Suddenly, the Chopping Spirit in Pei Feng's hand let out a piercing sound.

Pei Feng's pupils slightly contracted as his eyes became stern.

There was only one reason why the Chopping Spirit would react so violently … It felt a threat from its brethren!

Beneath the invisible Devil Senses, it was revealed in the slightest, leaving no place to hide.

Pei Feng never expected that these three old monks... All of them were godly weapons, and three of them were extremely powerful godly weapons!

White-browed Old Monk's nine-circle buddhist staff, the gray cassock Old Monk's black meridian wheel, the sackcloth yellow robe Old Monk's short blood-red sword … They were all powerful divine weapons that far surpassed Xi Honglei's rouge zither.

Among them, yellow-robed Old Monk's blood-red short sword was the strongest, almost comparable to the Chopping Spirit in his hands!

Shaolin... His foundation was truly deep and unfathomable.

Without even bringing out a single person from the temple, just these three old monks already made Pei Feng feel a chill in his heart and that it was a little tricky to deal with!

At this time, a low and vigorous voice suddenly resounded in his mind: "Shaolin Temple Four Divine Monks, Abbot Whitebrow, Ancient Zen Temple's Desolation, Pagoda Forest Exhaustion, Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion Annihilation. "The person you are fighting is Abbot Whitebrow. His ash-colored cassock, Old Monk, is extinct. His sackcloth robe, Old Monk, is extinct. The strongest one has yet to appear, and not even a single Hidden Monk has appeared …"

"The four great monks all cultivate the supreme buddhist cultivation technique, 'Tathagata Formless Divine Art'. Each of them is proficient in it and each of them has their own abilities. If you can't even pass through these three monks and break Shaolin's Northern Mountain Gate, it's impossible for you to kill Hong Beiming today, unless … "Join hands with me."

Pei Feng turned his head and gave a deep glance at Nie Canghai, who was standing at the peak of the northern slope, and the Devil Senses began to move.

"Listening to the meaning behind those words … If you were to charge through Shaolin Temple alone, you wouldn't have the confidence to take down Hong Beiming, right? "

"Seven years ago, I was indeed not confident in being able to do it, but today, if I were to take action, I am sure I can take down Hong Beiming. No matter how hard he used his Shaolin Temple, he wouldn't be able to stop me."

Nie Canghai's words were firm and decisive.

Pei Feng's eyes flashed as he replied plainly, "I believe that with your strength …" It is indeed very powerful, but let's talk about it after I break into the temple. If we have to join hands, I will give you a signal. "

"What an arrogant brat …" You said it earlier, I wonder if my Dragon and Elephant Mixing Essence Spell can rival the divine weapon in your hands, the 'Chopping Spirit', I presume … Your strongest technique should be your blade technique right? "

"A Divine Weapon can be used now. Although your Water-Element divine ability is impressive, it is almost impossible to defeat the combined forces of White-browed, Withered, and Withered Monk." The Tathagata Divine Technique is the number one cultivation technique in the Buddhist Sect, it is not much weaker than my Dragon and Elephant Mixing Essence Spell.

Pei Feng smiled, "Don't worry, you'll see."

Turning his head to look at the three monks at the front of Northern Mountain Gate, the Demon Mark once again appeared on his face.

"I have no enmity with you, Young Forest, but Hong Beiming killed two of my Pei Alliance people, so he must pay the debt of blood with blood! Let me ask you one last time, Hong Beiming... Is your Shaolin going to protect you to the end, and not leave it to me? "

"Amitabha!"

The white-browed elder proclaimed a Buddhist prayer and slowly opened his eyes. "Since you claim that you want to destroy the sect and destroy Shaolin, then just try! Hong Beiming has already been converted to Buddha and is a monk in my Shaolin Temple.

"You bald donkey, you are really stubborn, you don't know what it means to die!"

Pei Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold as he said coldly, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me!"

As soon as his voice fell, a majestic, formless, and peerlessly sharp aura instantly diffused into the surroundings.

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