The middle-aged man in gray robe nodded and said: "I am the remnant soul left by Master Nanhua. This is the birthplace of Master Nanhua and the place where he attained enlightenment. After all the calculations, he knew that he wanted to Only by protecting this place twice can the cause and effect be resolved. The first time he took action himself, and the second time he left behind this residual soul and the Nanhua Sutra."
"By borrowing the power of the Nanhua Sutra, I can temporarily use the peak strength of Nascent Soul. There is no problem in fighting off these people, but the Nanhua Sutra may fall into the hands of others. If the donor is willing to practice the Nanhua Sutra, that would be the best But that’s it.”
Time was tight, and Ning Chen didn't have much time to think, so he directly expressed his inner thoughts: "I am not interested in Buddhism and do not want to enter this sect."
The middle-aged man in gray robe nodded. "I see, then please ask the donor to help find a suitable inheritor of the Nanhua Sutra."
"As a thank you gift, I will teach you two great magical powers, one is the Palm of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and the other is the Yin Yang Heart Protection Sutra."
"In addition, this remnant of my soul can be directly transformed into spiritual power and integrated into your body. Then you can briefly enter the realm of half-god transformation. These enemies in front of you will be as simple as chopping melons and vegetables. ”
Without waiting for Ning Chen's consent, the middle-aged man in gray robe had already brought the scriptures and transformed into a golden light and flew into Ning Chen's body.
In an instant, terrifying power began to merge into Ning Chen's limbs.
The power of the soul also began to grow crazily.
In just one breath, Ning Chen felt that he was hundreds of times stronger than before.
After the middle-aged man in gray robe disappeared, more attacks hit the golden scripture barrier. It seemed that without the help of the middle-aged man in gray robe, the scripture barrier quickly melted under various attacks.
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Without the barrier, more attacks hit Ning Chen hard.
After an explosion passed.
Ning Chen, who was in the center, was shaken, and an extremely terrifying aura rose into the sky, and then almost instantly, it swept through the entire Nanhua City.
At the same time, everyone also saw the scene in the center. Ning Chen stood upright in mid-air, with an aura that was shocking.
The closest ones were a group of Jindan senior officials and white-faced monks from the Nanhua Sect.
Ning Chen raised his head and instantly locked eyes with the white-faced monk at the front. At this moment, the white-faced monk's face was full of disbelief. He felt the aura on Ning Chen's body, which had reached a level that made him unable to move, as if he was blowing Just one breath can kill you.
In shock, he looked at Ning Chen in a panic and said, "You, the Nanhua Sutra has been integrated into your body?"
"You, how did you do that?"
Ning Chen stared at the white-faced monk, shook his head slightly and said, "You don't need to know."
After saying that, Ning Chen glanced at the dozen or so Jindan monks from the Nanhua Sect in front of him, and said calmly: "The Nanhua Sect no longer needs to exist."
As if he sensed Ning Chen's murderous intention, the white-faced monk made a fierce move and moved the twelve white beads towards Ning Chen.
The twelve Buddhist beads instantly appeared above Ning Chen's head, and then he tried to imprison Ning Chen again in an attempt to repeat the old trick.
It's just that this time, Ning Chen's strength has reached the level of half-step transformation into a god.
I saw Ning Chen grabbing the Fire Chi Sword beside him and slashing it with lightning speed.
There was a loud bang, and a fierce flame sword energy directly flew away the twelve Buddhist beads.
Seeing this scene, the white-faced monk was horrified. He knew that his biggest trump card was no longer effective. The high-grade spiritual weapon beads that could imprison the late Nascent Soul monks were useless to Ning Chen, so they had nothing else. means.
Ning Chen's action also made the ancient protector clearly feel Ning Chen's current state. He could only hear the ancient protector retreating and vomiting, unable to hide the horror in his heart: "Half, half step to become a god, how, how is it possible?"
Hearing what the ancient protector said, the white-faced monk's thoughts changed sharply, and then he turned around and started to run away into the distance. Ning Chen was now half-stepped into a god, and Bai Bo from the Sea Clan was no match for him, so he continued to stay here. , all of them must die, so escaping now is the best choice.
The white-faced monk reacted really quickly, without any nonsense. When he found that he couldn't fight anymore, he immediately ran away.
In an instant, his figure had flown thousands of meters.
However, Ning Chen didn't care at all. In his eyes, such speed was like an ant crawling.
After Ning Chen swept across the Nanhua Sect's golden elixirs in front of him, he faintly uttered a few words: "The body and sword become one."
In an instant, Ning Chen and the Fire Chi Sword merged into one, and then turned into a flaming sword light, instantly piercing through the white-faced monk who had flown thousands of meters at a speed exceeding lightning, and then turned back at an even faster speed and pierced through ten people. A few golden elixir monks, including the ancient protectors, were no exception.
Then he stood back up.
In less than a blink of an eye, the white-faced monk in the distance stared at the ground and smashed towards the ground. There was a big hole in his chest, and some residual sword energy was still cutting his body.
A dozen Jindan monks also had a big hole in their chests, and their bodies fell from the air and hit the ground.
The same goes for the ancient protector. He still had a trace of spiritual power left. He mustered up the courage to lower his head. He saw the big hole in his chest, and then he turned around and started to escape.
But before he could turn around, Ning Chen appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck with his right hand, and then slowly lifted him up from the air.
At the same time, Ning Chen said lightly: "I can't escape anymore, just die in peace."
Before he finished speaking, Ning Chen exerted force with his right hand, and with a pop, the entire neck of the ancient protector was instantly crushed into pulp.
After casually throwing away the body of the ancient protector, Ning Chen looked at some Nanhua Cult minions still standing in the distance. The leader of them was the last senior member of the Nanhua Cult, the middle-aged fat man.
Seeing Ning Chen looking towards them, the fat man couldn't help but swallow.
In just a few breaths, what they thought was a sure win turned out to be reversed in an instant. Now the white-faced monk is dead, the ancient protector is still alive, and his neck has been crushed into pulp. People like them ,what to do.
In fear, these remnants began to flee in droves.
Ning Chen stretched out his hand and said lightly, "Go."
The Fire Chi Sword beside him immediately let out a sword cry, and then swam out instantly like a long dragon. After a few breaths, the Fire Chi Sword pierced through everyone, and at the same time, the flames on his body burned them all to ashes.
After the Fire Chi Sword returned to Ning Chen. The sky suddenly became much emptier, and the entire audience fell into silence.
