I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

As the abbot's true energy surged in meditation, the Buddha's light around his body became stronger and stronger, just like the light of the Buddha's kingdom shining everywhere.

Chan Yuan no longer held back, and the evil power accumulated in his body surged out like a flood that broke through a dam, surging and gushing out suddenly.

This force was so violent that it instantly cut through the surrounding air.

In an instant, the sky was split into two.

On one side is the golden light emanating from the meditating abbot, holy and solemn.

On the other side was the overwhelming evil aura of Zen Yuan, dark and chaotic.

The two forces confronted each other, splitting the sky above Lingchuan Prefecture into the boundary of light and darkness, presenting a doomsday-like spectacle.

Such a shocking sight naturally attracted the attention of all the people in Lingchuan Prefecture.

They stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sky, expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

"Strange, what's going on?"

"Could it be that some evil cult members have sneaked into my Lingchuan Prefecture?"

"No, these two auras are clearly coming from the direction of the Brahma Sound Temple. Let's go and take a look!"

Someone noticed something was wrong and quickly ran towards the Fanyin Temple.

At the same time, a group of martial arts heroes who had not yet left the Fanyin Temple witnessed this scene and all of them were shocked.

“I never thought that the abbot of Zen meditation has reached such a level of cultivation!”

Chan Ding has been behind the scenes for many years and rarely takes action, so much so that there are many rumors in the Qianzhou underworld that he is old and no longer as sharp as he used to be.

Now that they had witnessed this earth-shaking scene with their own eyes, the contempt that everyone had originally felt had long since vanished, and was replaced by an awe and wonder that was difficult to conceal.

Under the pressure of the confrontation between the Zen Abbot and Chan Yuan, the entire Fanyin Temple seemed to be trembling slightly.

Even the centuries-old trees were swaying under the impact of this force, making rustling sounds.

The golden light of the meditating abbot and the evil aura of Chan Yuan collided and impacted each other, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Chanyuan, you have fallen into the abyss of evil, and I have no choice but to go to this extreme!"

There was an unprecedented determination in the words of the Zen abbot.

As a fierce look flashed in his eyes, the golden light around Chan Ding became brighter, as if the Buddha's light from the entire Fanyin Temple had gathered here.

As he finished his words, a huge Buddha's hand appeared out of thin air in the golden light.

The five fingers are like peaks, emitting endless majesty.

The Buddha's hand grabbed in the air, as if to suck all the evil energy into its palm.

When Chan Yuan saw this, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

He howled towards the sky, his voice was sharp and piercing, and then his body suddenly swelled and turned into a black demon shadow that covered the sky and the sun, facing the Buddha's hand from a distance.

"Zen Ding, do you think you can defeat me?!"

"Today I will show you what real power is!"

Zen Yuan roared and clasped his hands together.

The evil energy gathered like a raging wave and condensed into an extremely sharp black giant sword.

The tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky, and then with the power to destroy the world, it slashed towards the Buddha's hand.

boom--!

The moment the two forces collided, there was a deafening roar that shook the earth.

The wind was howling, thunder and lightning were flashing, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The entire Lingchuan Prefecture seemed to be trembling under this force, countless houses collapsed, and smoke and dust rose up.

Although the abbot's Buddhist hand was shining with golden light, it began to tremble slightly under the impact of this evil spirit.

When Chan Yuan saw this, the madness in his eyes became even more intense.

He laughed wildly and clasped his hands together again.

The black giant sword suddenly grew several times larger, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it slashed towards the Buddha's hand again.

"Amitabha!"

The abbot in meditation chanted the Buddha's name, and his whole body was shining with golden light, trying to steady the Buddha's hand.

But the evil spirit was too powerful and he could hardly resist it.

At this critical moment, a feeling of determination arose in the abbot’s heart.

He understood that if he failed to defeat Chan Yuan today, countless people in Lingchuan Prefecture would be plunged into dire straits.

The abbot in meditation put his hands together and muttered something.

I saw golden light all over my body spinning rapidly, forming a huge golden vortex.

In that vortex, it seemed as if countless Buddhas were chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures, their voices were loud and shocking.

As the golden vortex rotated, the Zen abbot's Buddha's hand became more solid, with dazzling golden light, as if it could see through everything.

"go with!"

The Zen abbot shouted loudly, and the golden vortex suddenly crashed into the black giant sword.

boom--!

There was another loud bang, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart.

The golden vortex and the black giant sword collided violently in the air, bursting into dazzling light.

But the evil spirit was too strong, and the abbot gradually felt overwhelmed.

As the black giant sword chopped down again, the golden vortex finally couldn't resist and was broken by the sword.

The Zen abbot groaned, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Abbott!"

The monks of the Fanyin Temple cried out in surprise and rushed forward to help him up in meditation.

Zending’s face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

He waved his hand, signaling everyone not to come closer.

At this time, Chan Yuan's body returned to normal.

He walked towards the meditating abbot step by step with a mocking smile on his face.

The Zen abbot looked at his fellow apprentice, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

It was all his fault that he had immersed himself too much in the Buddhist scriptures, and had no idea that the Fanyin Temple and his fellow apprentice had been corrupted by evil ways.

"Brother, you are already old."

After saying this, Chan Yuan stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand, and a powerful evil spirit rushed towards the meditating abbot.

Although the abbot was seriously injured, he still tried his best to resist the evil spirit.

However, he is now seriously injured and is at the end of his rope.

"puff--!"

The Zen abbot spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards again.

He struggled to stand up, but it was too late.

Just when Chan Yuan was about to end his life, he was suddenly stopped by a flash of knife.

Shen Zhi's figure instantly appeared in front of the abbot in meditation.

"Let me experience your evil spirit."

There was a burning desire to fight in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to fight with the opponent.

However, a look of contempt appeared on Chan Yuan's face.

The abbot of Zen Meditation, who was a peak warrior in the Hunyuan Realm, was still no match for him.

Shen Zhi, who was only at the Tiangang realm, was nothing more than an insignificant ant to him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Once I kill this bald ass, you will be the next one."

As he said this, he suddenly turned his gaze to Yan Xiu who was not far away.

"Especially you, how dare you ruin my good thing!"

Just as Chan Yuan finished his words, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.

A ray of divine thunder from the nine heavens, carrying with it the might of heaven, cut through the sky and landed squarely on Chan Yuan's head.

In an instant, his figure turned into ashes under the rage of thunder and drifted away into the invisible air.

This scene was so sudden that everyone present was shocked.

Even the abbot who was preparing for a life-and-death fight was stunned.

He remembered that the move he was preparing to perform didn't seem to be summoning thunder?

Besides, does Buddhism have the magical power to summon heavenly thunder?

Yan Xiu, the instigator, slowly raised his hand, gently brushed away the non-existent dust on his clothes, and turned to leave.