Peerless Taoist

In the desert, a huge palm print appeared, and it was deeply imprinted on the ground.    

Although it was a desert around, the gravel near the palm print seemed to have been burned by a raging fire, and it had already become completely charred, faintly emitting a rich burnt smell.    

This was because the magic power was too strong. When it was released, it burned the nearby rocks into charcoal.    

Under the palm print.    

The group of assassins from the Dark Blood Hall who had been showing off earlier were all paralyzed on the ground at this moment. Many of them were already badly mutilated. Even if they were wearing black armor under the black clothes... Even their bodies and armor were all smashed to pieces. The pungent smell of blood filled the air.    

Bai Suqing's heart could not help but tremble when she saw this scene.    

She was already on the verge of despair and planned to die. But she did not expect that at this critical moment, she could actually be saved.    

At the edge of the palm print was a group of female disciples from the Celestial Peak Daoist Temple.    

These female disciples usually only knew to meditate in the Daoist temple and never go out to provoke trouble. Perhaps even they themselves did not think that they would die in such a desolate wilderness.    

Looking at those corpses, Bai Suqing's heart was filled with sorrow for no reason.    

In the eyes of mortals, cultivators were high and mighty, they could fly and escape from the earth, they could do anything.    

But for those who truly entered the Heaven Realm, which one of them could live easily?    

Hatred and murder were everywhere in this Heaven Realm.    

Those were clearly still alive yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, they became bones all over the ground.    

Bai Suqing still remembered the faces of these female disciples when they were alive. Some of them were naive enough to think that simple cultivation could allow them to achieve the Great Dao of Longevity.    

Everything no longer existed, just like the clouds in the past.    

"Cough, cough, cough!"    

Right at this moment, from the deep pit of the palm print, a violent cough suddenly sounded.    

Jiang Cheng crawled out from a pile of corpses with great difficulty. There was already a trace of blood flowing down from his forehead.    

His eyes were completely red as he looked at the distant high and mighty monk and said, "This is the Buddhist Golden Bodhi Palm Seal! Who are you from the Golden Light Temple?"    

Huala -    

While they were talking, Jiang Cheng's black clothes fell to the ground, revealing the bronze armor inside.    

This layer of armor looked very thin, but its surface was covered with black runes. It looked quite extraordinary.    

It was also because of this armor that he was barely able to survive under this palm.    

However, that was all.    

That palm not only dispersed Jiang Cheng's pride, it also forcefully dispersed all the magic power in his body.    

Although the current Jiang Cheng could still maintain his standing, his two legs were constantly trembling, as if he could fall to the ground at any time.    

Tyrant coldly snorted and suddenly shouted, "Evil and evil, could it be that Buddha wants to tell you your name?"    

After saying that, the monk didn't waste any time talking to Jiang Cheng. Instead, he sent another golden palm print down!    

This time, there was no luck at all.    

Before Jiang Cheng could escape, his entire body was slammed heavily on the ground by the palm print, and it caved in for a total of forty to fifty meters!    

This monk's cultivation level had already reached an unfathomable level. Slapping out with his palm, even though Jiang Cheng was the Deputy Hall Master of the Dark Blood Hall, a Mysterious Immortal expert, he had no room to retaliate.