Chapter 180

I saw that around his hundred-foot dragon body, the void shook slightly!

A layer of invisible force field, as thin as a cicada’s wing but as if it could reflect the heavens and overturn the universe, instantly shrouded him!

That force field was as smooth as a mirror and as illusory as water and moon.

On it flowed black and white yin and yang Qi, as well as a trace of profound space law power, as if it formed a world of its own!

The next moment!

The Buddha light all over the sky and the terrifying attacks that destroyed heaven and earth all fell on that layer of invisible "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" force field!

However, an incredible scene happened!

Whether it was the fierce and unparalleled Demon Subduing Pestle that could shake mountains, or the Diamond Bell sound that shocked the soul and entered everywhere.

Whether it was the Buddha light of the Treasure Lotus Lamp that purified everything and warded off all evil, or the sharp precept knife blade light that could cut off cause and effect.

The moment they touched that layer of invisible force field as thin as a cicada’s wing, they all disappeared without a trace, as if mud cows had entered the sea!

As if they had been completely absorbed by an invisible mirror that could swallow everything!

Not even a ripple was stirred up!

"This... how is this possible?!"

The sweeping old monk saw this scene, and on his face, which had been like an ancient well without waves and seemed to have seen through life and death, finally showed a look of unbelievable horror!

He couldn't figure out why his thunderous blow, which condensed his lifelong cultivation and Buddha Dharma insights and even burned his lifespan to catalyze, why... why did it not stir up any ripples like a stone sinking into the sea?!

This did not conform to the principles of martial arts! It did not conform to the laws of heaven and earth!

Just as he was shaken and felt something was wrong.

Ning Chuan’s cold and playful voice sounded in his ears again like a death-calling spell:

"Old bald donkey, have you hit enough?"

"Then now, it’s my turn."

"As the saying goes, treat others in their own way."

"Let you taste the taste of your own supreme Buddhist supernatural power!"

Before the words fell!

I saw the invisible "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" force field around Ning Chuan shine brightly!

Like a black hole, it began to rotate madly!

Immediately after!

All the attacks that had been absorbed into the force field before.

Whether it was the phantom of the Demon Subduing Pestle, the sound wave of the Diamond Bell, or the Buddha light of the Treasure Lotus Lamp...

Actually, at this moment, they all reflected out from that force field!

And their power was more than several times stronger than before?!

That power not only contained the vast Buddhist wish power of the sweeping old monk himself, but also integrated Ning Chuan’s domineering and destructive demon power!

It became more violent and more... destructive!

As if to completely purify this heaven and earth!

"Bad!"

The sweeping old monk felt the familiar and even more terrifying attack coming toward him.

His face changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror and despair!

He never expected that the other party actually possessed this kind of heaven-defying supernatural power that could absorb and rebound attacks!

This was simply unheard of and unseen!

He hurriedly wanted to catalyze the Buddha Dharma Image to resist!

But, it was too late!

The Buddhist supernatural power attacks all over the sky, which had been multiplied several times, had already fiercely bombarded the three-hundred-foot golden Buddha Dharma Image behind him like a storm!

Rumble—！！！！！！

A loud noise that was louder and more terrifying than any previous time, as if it could completely destroy the whole world, suddenly exploded between heaven and earth!

That three-hundred-foot golden Buddha, solemn and majestic.

After being fiercely bombarded by its own attacks that had been multiplied several times.

It couldn't even withstand a single breath, and like porcelain hit by a heavy hammer, it shattered inch by inch and collapsed!

Turned into golden light spots all over the sky, like a golden rain, and dissipated into nothingness!

Suppression!

Complete, incomprehensible suppression!

"Puff—！！!"

The Buddha Dharma Image was broken, and the sweeping old monk was also hit by lightning!

He spat out a large mouthful of golden Buddha blood, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and his aura withered to the extreme!

His originally straight body also became hunched, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant!

He looked at Ning Chuan, his eyes full of unbelievable horror and... deep fear!

The valley, no, the entire East Sea coast, fell into a dead silence!

Everyone was shocked by this scene like a myth shattering, and they were lost in their words!

Their brains were blank!

Completely unable to understand what had just happened!

That three-hundred-foot golden Buddha, which was like a god and majestic, actually... actually shattered like that by its own attack?!

This... this is too bizarre, too absurd, right?!

"No... impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Abbot Abbot Xuan Ci and other Songshan Shaolin high monks were dumbfounded and their hearts were broken!

They couldn't believe that their hidden expert, who was regarded as the last hope of the Buddhist sect, actually... actually lost so miserably and thoroughly!

Their faith seemed to have collapsed at this moment!

Some monks with weaker cultivation even collapsed on the ground, muttering to themselves, like crazy demons.

Shi Shi Feixuan and Bi Bi Xiuxin were also pale, their bodies trembling slightly.

They looked at the black dragon floating proudly like an ancient demon god in the golden light all over the sky, their eyes full of indescribable shock and... a trace of despair.

They knew that the Songshan Shaolin Temple, this time... was really defeated.

Defeated thoroughly and completely.

"Good... such terrifying supernatural power! Good... such domineering demon power!"

Ning Ning Daoqi muttered to himself, and in his wise eyes, a look of extreme gravity appeared for the first time.

He knew that he was probably not the opponent of this dragon either.

The other party’s means had already exceeded the category of martial arts and were close to the "Dao"!

Ning Chuan looked at the sweeping old monk whose aura was withered and who was seriously injured, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his pale golden dragon pupils.

He wanted to take this opportunity to completely wipe him out and eliminate future troubles!

His huge dragon claw, covered with hard scales and flashing with cold light, reached out again!

Unexpectedly, he slapped it down toward the sweeping old monk’s head!

He wanted to completely wipe this Buddhist pillar from this world!

Just at this critical moment!

"Dragon benefactor! Show mercy!"

A voice full of anxiety and helplessness suddenly sounded!

Immediately after, a figure in a Daoist robe, with a fairy-like temperament, instantly appeared in front of the sweeping monk, blocking Ning Chuan’s fatal claw!

It was the "Loose Person" Ning Ning Daoqi who had been watching the battle on the side!

He bowed to Ning Chuan and said in a deep voice: "The dragon benefactor has vast supernatural powers, and I admire it very much."

"However, this battle, you have already won."

"I hope the benefactor can be forgiving and let the master go."

"After all, when will the retribution of grievances end? Leaving a trace of incense for the Songshan Shaolin Temple can also be considered as accumulating some merit for the benefactor himself."

He didn't want to see the Buddhist sect decline completely.

Ning Chuan looked at Ning Ning Daoqi who suddenly blocked him, and in his pale golden dragon pupils, monstrous anger erupted instantly!

"Get out of my way!"