Luhan (2)

 

Bang!!!!

Centered around Mujin, which collided with the purple energy, there was a huge explosion and a storm-like intense air wave.

But the purple energy that flew in all directions was so wide that Mu Jin couldn't handle it alone.

Of course, it would be possible to run from side to side in this state and take all the purple energy into your body.

"Uhhh

Mujin forced himself to swallow the blood that was about to rise, and he scrambled forward.

While passing by the tidal wave of purple flags·

The hoshin gang that wrapped around his body shone brilliantly with gold, swaying and disappearing like a haze.

It was hard to break through the point right away, and I couldn't afford to deal with all the energy that spread around me.

In the first place, there was no reason for Mu Jin to take on the Lord alone.

"Gaejin!"

One of the men who had been widely seated around Mujin burst out of the grand lion's heart, and more than a hundred men began to move in unison.

They were all dressed differently to hide their identities.

In reality, they were masters of a sect.

The man at the center of the true method· Around Hyedam, a hundred and eight monks formed a camp.

One Hundred and Eight Monks ·

It is the strongest armed group in Shaolin that exists to protect Shaolin and the Long Pavilion, and the last bastion to protect Shaolin·

Those who had swallowed tears of blood and abandoned Shaolin and Changjing Pavilion to prevent them from being defeated by the Divine Heaven appeared here.

The hundred and eight monks stood in line with the true method, and as they pulled up the inner air, their energy resonated with each other, and their size increased.

Immediately after that·

A tidal wave of purple qi that spread far and wide collided with a golden aura that boasted the steadfastness of a mountain.

Aa

A violent explosion and an absurdly large air wave echoed through the battlefield, as if the entire mountain was shaken.

Immediately after the crash ended·

Mount Tai, which withstood a tidal wave of enormous qi I could see that some of the Hundred and Eighty Monks had been pushed back a few steps away from their original position.

But no one immediately vomited blood and collapsed or died.

Nope· On the contrary, as the last bastion of Shaolin, his pride was wounded, and he began to hastily reorganize the True Law with a fire in his eyes.

And while the Hundred and Eighty Men were regrouping,

"Haa

Mujin, who managed to break through the center of the tsunami with a single point, penetrated into Tianzhou.

As if to show how foolish it is for humans to resist nature with their bare bodies, even though they were wrapped in self-defense, Mujin was already covered with wounds.

Mu Jin swung his fist at Chen Zhu with a determined expression, as if he had risked everything on a single blow.

Tak!

With a single wave of his arm, as if striking out an insect, Chen Zhu simply struck out Mujin's power.

But Mujin didn't care.

After all, his role is to attract God's attention.

Wedge love!

The moment when God knocked out Mujin's fist·

Behind the Heavenly Emperor, a monk with a sword appeared in surprise, as if striking a space.

Until this moment, he had been hiding in stealth and was cautiously approaching the Holy Lord.

A mysterious dwarf who appeared unexpectedly advances towards the heart of God.

In addition·

Weeeeeeeing·

The golden rain that began to emanate from all corners of Mu Kyung's body gathered in the small island of Mu Kyung, and in an instant, a strong qi was formed.

God's response to the uncanny surage overlaid with river qi was deceptively simple.

Crackle!

The remaining right hand of the Heavenly Lord, who had struck Mu Jin's fist with his left hand, greeted Mu Qing's sword.

At the same time, a purple aura gathered in his palms, and he let out a disgusting sound of wall.

Crackle!!

And the Heavenly Lord grabbed the Martial Realm with his purple hand full of energy.

"It's an obvious move..."

Chen Ju said in a nonchalant tone, as if he had been aware of Muqing's approach from the beginning.

But he's also short-lived.

The eyebrows of the Lord of God rose slightly as he looked at the surado in his hands.

God didn't want to capture the Lesser Way.

He had been struck with the intention of crushing it, but to his surprise, Sodo had survived his feat.

No matter how strong he is, it's impossible for an ordinary martial artist to withstand his divine attack.

"Hmmm· You took the Dragon's Sword with you..."

The dragon sword used by the Lord of the Flesh was originally a property of the Divine Heaven, so the moment when the Lord realized the true identity of the sodo in his hands and tried to use the golden sword trick to take it away.

"Haap!"

As if to save Mu Qing, Mu Jin dug into Chen Qing again.

This time, instead of swinging his limbs to attack, he attempted his trademark tackle.

Seeing Mu Jin digging in to catch his while protecting his whole body with a self-defense weapon, Chen Ju unfolded his steps and moved to the side.

The strength of the Emperor and the strange way of fighting were already familiar to the Heavenly Lord, so he didn't need to accept them head-on.

And towards the God who threw himself to the side.

Quaaaaaa

A scarlet scarlet keeper with a fierce aura flew in.

It was the Eternal Kidney that had been unfolded beyond the wall after the duel with the Leader of the Leader.

But couldn't the Infinite Goddess Beyond the Wall be compared to the Divine Realm of God?

The enormous energy that had formed with the light gesture of the Heavenly Lord instantly neutralized the heavy energy of the Nyorai Kidney.

"Hmm?"

However, the heavenly lord who had managed to fend off the inexhaustible surprise attack twitched his eyebrows again.

While he was paying attention to the other side for a while, the martial arts unleashed a golden sword technique and pulled out the sword that had been captured by the heavenly lord.

And immediately after the martial arts escaped.

"Aa

Once again, Mu Jin wrapped his whole body in self-defense and rushed towards Chen Ju like a wild boar.

“쯧·”

Tongue-in-cheek as if displeased, Chen Ju held out his arms to Mu Jin.

The purple energy of the Hunyuan Divine Pavilion spilled out of his palms, tearing through Mu Jin's self-defense qi again.

Since then, the battle has played out in a similar way.

Mu Jin continued to create self-defense and charge towards Tianzhou from the front.

Mu Gong and Mu Qing were spreading out their spears as if they were covering the surroundings, or they were using the Golden Rain God Gong and the assassination to carry out a surprise attack.

A few steps behind, watching the three great disciples clash with the Heavenly Lord, Huidam had a strange thought.

‘··· Is it the Buddha's care?"

The children, who were only two great disciples, were leading the battle that would decide the rise and fall of Shaolin and, by extension, Wulin.

He even mixed in with his own sons.

It may be that the Buddha, who saw the crisis between Shaolin and Wulin, sent talented children to Shaolin.

But at the same time, Hyedam had such an idea.

'Or is it because of our stupidity?'

Perhaps Shaolin was too stubborn to stay in the mountains.

Those children continued to leave Shaolin, where they experienced countless battles, saw the world with their own eyes, and experienced it with their own bodies.

He still had a lot to learn, and Sason, who he thought was still immature, had reached a level of equation with him, so it was inevitable that he felt sorry for himself for being confined to the mountains.

"I think the next generation of children should be able to experience the world a little more."

Of course, this was only possible if he succeeded in destroying the Divine Heaven in this battle.

However, this did not mean that Hyedam, the leader of the Hundred Eight Monks, wanted to leave everything to the Great Disciples and just watch.

Just as those children have a role, so too did he have a role and a way of growing up.

Bang!!

Immediately after the Divine Divine Shrine of God and the Tiger Beast of Mujin collided again.

“컥····”

Mu Jin vomited blood and took three steps back. As if that wasn't enough, the self-defense organ that had enveloped his body also disappeared like a mirage.

In the past, when it collided with the Divine Realm of God, it had swayed and clouded like a haze, but it had never completely disappeared like this.

Seeing this as an opportunity, Chen Zhu once again unleashed a Hunyuan Divine Offensive and tried to kill Mu Jin.

"Exodus!!"

Along with the majestic messenger of Hyedam, who had been waiting for this moment, the fierce momentum of the Hundred and Eight Monks struck the heavens.

The Hundred Eight Thousand Shaolin was a symbol of the Millennium Shaolin, and there were various changes mixed in it.

Under the direction of Hyedam, they divided into six groups of eighteen nahan each and formed a circle camp and attacked with Tianzhou encircled.

In the meantime, Mujin had been backing up with the support of the martial arts.

"Do you think you can bring down the sky if the insects stick together?"

Chen Zhu opened his mouth in a nonchalant tone, and he waved his arms in a relaxed manner, and a huge storm of blood swept through again.

Looking at the purple aura like a natural disaster, the Hundred and Eighty Monks once again raised their inner air.

They were divided into eighteen nahan camps, and eighteen monks from each of the six directions condensed their qi together and withstood the storm of qi.

This was the strength that Bai Eight Han had cultivated during his decades of living in Shaolin.

They haven't gained a lot of experience in the world, but they've cultivated together for decades and put together.

That's what the true law was.

And it was for a similar reason that the Political Alliance was vainly defeated by a single God.

Even if one person competed against hundreds of people, there was only a limited number of people who could actually exchange sums.

On the contrary, when people who don't agree with each other join forces, the weapons they wield against each other often cause them to harm each other.

It takes a lot of training for more than a hundred people to be able to achieve full strength, or even more so to be stronger than the combined strength of each individual.

That's why the Hundred Eight Nahan and the Mujabae took the form of a wheeled battle in which they fought alternately, rather than fighting together.

The corners of God's mouth twisted at the sight of the Hundred Eights Monk who endured the enormous energy he had sent out like a vice.

"Those who hid during the destruction of Shaolin Temple are doing their best here..."

In the process of Zheng Mumeng's relocation to Shaanxi Province, Shaolin completely emptied the main camp and summoned all his disciples to Shaanxi.

And the gods burned down the empty Shaolin Temple.

It was a humiliation for the Hundred Eight Monks, who existed to protect Shaolin and the Long Pavilion.

"Gal!!"

Hyedam's solemn cry calmed the hearts of the angry Hundred and Eight Monks.

The corners of his mouth twisted as if he was ridiculous, and he waved his arms again.

A great storm of qi swept once again against the Hundred and Eight Monks.

* * *

Kwow!!

Looking at the clash between Hui Dam and the Hundred Eight Monks and the Heavenly Lord, Mu Jin hurriedly took a deep breath.

They didn't have much time to give.

We'd only exchanged three or four words, but I could already see the monks bleeding from the corners of their mouths and their faces pale.

Therefore, he had to step up again before the Hundred Eight Hanjin collapsed.

"Phew..."

Mu Jin, who was free from the support of the martial spirit, took a deep breath in and out, calming the concussion inside.

And he hurriedly gathered the internal forces that had been exhausted by the relentless self-defense of himself.

It was impossible to attract the inner air in a short period of time with just breathing, but Mujin had an expedient.

The energy of nature gathered around Mujin.

It wasn't just his mouth, but every inch of his skin, and the energy of nature was absorbed into Mujin's body.

Ever since he crossed the wall, he has been cultivating steadily and is now able to breathe through his skin.

Even the irritation of his skin from being beaten by the Heavenly Lord made him feel even cooler than when he was cultivating.

But that wasn't all good news.

Including the Hundred and Eight Monks, he and the martial arts of the Empire were hanging down with the heavenly lord, but the war situation was not favorable at all.

While he and the Hundred and Eighty Warriors continued to fight a close battle that would not be strange if they collapsed at any time, it seemed that God still had time to spare.

It wasn't even a matter of one Catholic.

As Shaolin was focused on one Heavenly Being, the power of other Divine Heavens had to be borne by other Realms.

In the shaman, Qingshu, who had completed his training in the hall, began a battle with the landlord, but the atmosphere was too much for the landlord and his disciples.

The Nangong family was in charge of the Hyukjin River and its minions, but they weren't as relaxed as they were.

In addition, thanks to the departure of Munfa and Sega, who had the most power, it was almost impossible for the rest of the political alliance forces to deal with the warriors of Shincheon.

In particular, thanks to the master who wielded the Judge's Brush that looked like a seal, it wouldn't be strange if it collapsed at any time.

The reason they were surrounded by such a huge power difference was simple.

'When are you coming? What the hell!'

Reinforcements were coming.

I wasn't talking about the old sheep and the bad.

There was no guarantee that Gu Yang would help. He was from the Demon Cult one way or another, so he could have hoped that the gates of the Middle Plains would fall.

It would be best if Gu Yang came as a reinforcement, but the basic framework of the plan was just to drive out Li Daeju, who had infiltrated into the Demon Cult, and prevent the Demon Sect from joining.

I thought that was enough to give me a chance.

If only the "reinforcements" would arrive in time.

And I wonder if Mujin's desire has reached him?

Kung!

Kung!

Kung!

A heavy noise pierced through the loud noise of the battlefield.

Puzzled by the strange noise, the eyes of a few turned in the direction from which the noise had come from.

Kwow!!

With the noise of crushing trees and bushes, a giant creature emerged.

"Puu

It is taller than this storied building, and it is a bulk that defies common sense.

And a long nose that looks like a little weird.

An animal that boasts a shape that cannot be found in the Middle Plains. It was the appearance of an elephant.

"Mujin-ah!!"

Mu Yul, who was riding on the elephant's back, found Mu Jin and smiled brightly and waved his hand.