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The three god-level powerhouses all sensed that something was wrong. One of them bent his fingers, and a powerful burst of true energy pulled the pure-blooded alien Sha Nia to his side. When he saw it, he was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"The primordial spirit has disappeared!"
Their hair stood up, and they hurriedly looked at Abbot Shaolin.
"who are you?"
A fairy-level powerhouse shouted coldly.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore."
Abbot Shaolin spoke quietly.
"Destroy him together, do it!"
The three god-level powerhouses suddenly shouted sharply, and rushed over together.
The remaining demigod level powerhouses all rushed out at the same time, using the secret treasure, an endless burst of light burst out in an instant, earth-shattering, and with a bang, destructive fluctuations filled the hall.
Abbot Fakong's eyes were cold, and he remained motionless. A young monk of eighteen or nineteen years old suddenly stepped out of him in a black robe. With a cold expression, he raised a white palm and slapped him. .
Snapped!
The entire Daxiong Palace seemed to shake suddenly, and the space was blurred.
Boom!
Three god-level powerhouses and a group of demigod-level masters were blasted by a berserk giant fan on the spot, and all the secret treasures, artifacts, and runes were all blown apart, vulnerable to a single blow.
The primordial spirits of the three immortal-level powerhouses escaped directly, terrified, only the size of a palm, shivering, screaming, and fled out of the hall desperately.
"who are you?"
"There is something to say!"
They couldn't believe it all.
"Roar!"
The young monk suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it in forcefully. The shattered flesh in front of him and the three fleeing spirits were all enveloped by a terrifying suction force, and he sucked it down instantly, turning into a black light. All submerged into his belly.
"hey-hey"
He had a cruel smile on his face, a thick black robe, a handsome fair face, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, like two terrifying bottomless vortexes, suddenly looking at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan felt a chill in his heart, he was fully alert, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
What's the situation?
A young man walked out of the body of the abbot of Shaolin?
Schizophrenia?
"come back."
Abbot Shaolin said hoarsely.
The black-robed young monk showed resentment, turned his head suddenly, his face was resentful, extremely unwilling, but he still walked towards Abbot Shaolin, his body flashed, and fell into his body.
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Such a strange scene made Chen Xuan's eyes widen, and there was a huge wave in his heart, with a feeling of disbelief.
He had fantasized about the situation where Abbot Fakong shot countless times, but he didn't expect it to be like this?
A young monk in black robe walked out of the body, slapped the three gods and a group of demigods to pieces, and then swallowed the powder in one breath.
Could this be the reincarnation of some ancient troll?
He shivered suddenly and looked at Abbot Fakong.
"Abbot, if there is nothing else, this junior will leave."
He sneered.
The gaze of the young man in black robe just now made him feel that something was wrong.
"Don't you want to stay and talk?"
Abbot Fakong suddenly spoke.
Chen Xuan struggled, thought about it carefully, and stayed.
"Senior, who are you?"
"I am Fakong, and Fakong is me."
Abbot Fakong spoke.
Well, it's a waste of time to ask again.
The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth twitched slightly.
"Your two divine arts are well-known under the stars."
Abbot Fakong spoke.
"This junior seems to have realized more than one-tenth of the methods by chance. Does the abbot still want to continue to study? This junior is willing to tell the abbot what he has enlightened. I wonder if the abbot can make two more shots?"
Chen Xuan smiled obsequiously.
Abbot Fakong shook his head lightly, and said: "I have already walked out of my own way. Do you want to watch Abbot? I can pass it on to other Shaolin disciples."
Chen Xuan laughed.
"If the benefactor is willing, it's best."
Abbot Fakong spoke.
Chen Xuan still decided to return some Shaolin classics.
It's not for anything else, it's okay to brush up your favorability.
After finally meeting a super giant, wouldn't it be a loss if he didn't try his best to lick him.
Chen Xuan got up immediately and was about to teach the exercises. Suddenly, his heart moved, he smiled embarrassingly, and asked curiously: "Abbot, who was that young monk just now?"