Chapter 1565

Under the golden Buddha statue, blood was flowing, and corpses were everywhere.

Only Lin Yun was left in this battlefield, and all the disciples of the Myriad Beast Sect all fell without exception.

Other people who harbored ghosts were also beheaded by Burial Flowers in an instant.

Those who saw the sword trembled in horror!

It was only then that everyone suddenly realized that the feeling of being locked in the ghost gate before was not illusory, everything was true.

"That sword is called a funeral flower, isn't it?"

"It's like killing a god, you die when you pull out the sheath. If you draw your sword earlier, Lu Chen might not be able to survive ten moves."

"It's hard to say. After all, when the sword was drawn, Lu Chen was at the end of his shot."

"As soon as the funeral flowers come out, who will compete with you!"

"Let's go, there are funeral flowers, don't think about him. Except for the leader of the super sect, whoever goes will die!"

Many sighs and voices of awe sounded, and the people onlookers from all directions retreated after a little unwillingness.

In the ancient battlefield, there is no such thing as good people or bad people.

Everyone who comes here is asking for something, and everyone is fighting. If you don’t fight, how will you stand out?

Who doesn't want that golden lotus that shines with nine divine lights?

Those who stay here, at the risk of being affected by the aftermath, are definitely not fed up.

They all thought about taking advantage of the fisherman, but after the funeral flowers were unsheathed twice, no one dared to have a similar idea. They were frightened by the sharpness of the funeral flowers, and also frightened by the decisiveness of Lin Yun's killing.

The ten people who hurriedly stepped forward died in an instant before they could say a word.

The opportunity in Lin Yun's hand can't be grabbed, so there is no need to stay here, it's just a waste of time.

Swish swish!

Soon the place was empty, leaving only Lin Yun on the Buddha's palm.

Lin Yun closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and within half a quarter of an hour, the golden lotus from the ground fell on the center of the Buddha's palm, a kilometer away from him.

boom!

A dazzling golden light was sprayed from the ground gushing golden lotus, the endless medicinal fragrance rolled in, and the holy light condensed into a golden liquid that overflowed from the petals.

After a while, a golden spiritual lake appeared in the huge palm.

Lin Yun sat by the lake, picked up the scabbard in his right hand, and took out the burial flower, hanging above the ground gushing golden lotus frantically swallowing the medicinal fragrance of the ground gushing golden lotus.

"What a rich spiritual energy, it is indeed a rare holy medicine for ten thousand years in Buddhism."

Lin Yun's eyes showed a hot color, his mind moved slightly, and there was an extra seed in the storage bracelet.

It is Bodhi!

At the Jianzong opening ceremony, the sacred object he won from his younger brother Xiahouyan contained a primitive sacred pattern.

After complete refining, in addition to increasing comprehension, you can also subdue your inner demons and defend against all kinds of magic and sorcery, reaching the point of being invulnerable to a hundred or even ten thousand poisons.

I haven't been able to find an opportunity before, but now it's just right.

After making up his mind, Lin Yun closed his eyes and held the Bodhi son, while the Dragon Phoenix Sword of Destruction and the Divine Sky Sword Art.

boom!

Shenxiao Jianjue refines Bodhi seeds, and the Dragon and Phoenix Destruction Swordsmen refines the golden lotus in the ground.

While refining, Lin Yun's ears kept ringing, and the light on his body became unpretentious and solemn.

The Buddha's light in the Bodhi child and the influx of the golden lotus in the earth surged in, and the Buddha's light in the Bodhi child turned into lines and rushed towards the soul palace in the sea of ​​​​Lin Yun's consciousness. These many patterns are constantly intertwined and are slowly condensing into a holy pattern.

Needless to say, it is naturally the original sacred pattern contained in Bodhi seeds.

There is also a primitive holy pattern in the golden lotus of the earth surge. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the holy medicine gathers towards the sea of ​​consciousness, and the primitive holy pattern surges towards the golden crow holy wings unfolding behind him.

The funeral flowers are quietly swallowing the fragrance of flowers, the stars at the hilt are polished like crystals, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.

At the same time, in the depths of the ancient battlefield.

In a secluded valley, here is full of spiritual energy and auspiciousness like snow.

In the depths of the valley, there is a holy medicine blooming, and the sky and the earth are filled with an indescribable and magnificent vision. Countless rays of sunshine, one after another, are constantly released, the aura is like fog, and the fairy energy is fluttering.

This is not only a treasure, but also a very precious treasure of heaven and earth!

Yan Kong, who was instructed to hunt down Jianzong, was cultivating in front of the holy medicine at the moment.

It is also the fourth level of dragon veins, but his and Lu Chen's auras are one heaven and one earth.

The former are mountains and oceans, while the latter are not even lakes and rivers.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, a group of figures rushed in and appeared in front of Yan Kong.

Some of these people are disciples of Xuantian Sect, and more are disciples of other major sects, and they stand in front of them respectfully.

call out!

Yan Kong opened his eyes, and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and said, "How is the inquiry?"

"Reporting to Senior Brother Yan, the disciples of Jianzong are almost gathered! You can start at any time!"

"Oh?"

Yan Kong immediately became interested, with a look of excitement on his face.

Qin Tian explained his task, he naturally did not dare to neglect it, but the efficiency of killing one by one was too slow.

Killing more people together is more efficient!

"Where's Lin Yun, is there any news about him?" Yan Kong's eyes flashed and he pondered.

"No news yet, he seems to have disappeared, did something happen to this kid?" someone replied.

Lin Yun only appeared today, and it was too late to spread the news about his appearance.

Yan Kong directly denied: "Impossible, this kid won't have such bad luck, not to mention Yaoguang's disciples won't die so easily."

"That's hiding." Someone replied.

Yan Kong nodded and said: "There is a possibility, he is very cautious, and he will never emerge until he has a certain strength. But it doesn't matter, all the disciples of Jianzong will be wiped out, I don't believe he will not appear!"

"Call all the disciples of other sects, as well as the leaders of each sect, come and join me!"

"Yes!"

Others took the lead and quickly disappeared in this valley.

...

After half a day.

The golden lake in the palm of the Buddha statue has dried up, the bodhi seed in Lin Yun's palm has disappeared, and the many lines of the soul palace in the sea of ​​​​knowledge condensed into an extremely sharp holy pattern, exuding a sacred and peaceful atmosphere.

When the holy pattern was lingering, it evolved into a seven-story pagoda, exuding an extremely domineering atmosphere.

The Bodhi seed was thoroughly refined, like a seed imprinted in his mind, growing into a pagoda.

"The Supreme Buddha, all laws are inviolable."

There were eight more words in Lin Yun's mind. This is a Buddha statue, which has an ancient atmosphere and contains the wisdom of Buddhism.

boom!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his eyes shone with wisdom, like a Buddha full of wisdom.

Boom!

At the same time, an extremely powerful aura surged out of his body, and the Long Yuan in the Zi Mansion increased from 100,000 feet to 13 feet, and his cultivation level climbed directly from Xiaocheng to Dacheng at the second level of the Dragon Vein.

He thought that the ground rushing golden lotus would allow him to cultivate and directly rush to the peak of the second level of the Dragon Vein, but it only reached the end.

not full!

Lin Yun licked his lips, and said a little unfinished.

But it's okay, the benefits of this line of work are enough, and he feels that his understanding has reached an unprecedented level.

With the help of Bodhizi, the comprehension, which was already unforgettable, has been further improved.

hum!

At this moment, the funeral flower trembled in the air.

Thousands of petals surrounded the burial sword, each petal exudes a dazzling golden light that burns like a holy fire, and the burial flower makes a crisp sound when it hums.

The funeral flower opened his eyes, and Lin Yun saw himself.

brush!

He was summoned by the funeral flower like a streamer, and the speed was like a teleportation and flew past.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand to hold the funeral flower, and was in the sea of ​​flames.

The holy flame is burning, and the holy sword is reborn from the ashes.

Countless petals gathered together and flowed together, evolving into a golden fire dragon, which was poured on the body of the burial flower sword. In Lin Yun's hands, the funeral flower became heavier and heavier, and the lines on the sword were blooming like flames.

Buzz!

The sword body trembled, a burst of light appeared, and there was a faint burst of Buddha power.

Lin Yun put the sword back into its sheath, his mind moved slightly, and a pair of Golden Crow Sacred Wings bloomed from his back. When the holy wings bloomed, all the wings burned.

The original holy pattern in the golden lotus is a fire attribute holy pattern, which is imprinted on the golden crow holy wing, giving the golden crow holy wing an extra flame attribute.

Lin Yun put his sword back into its sheath, his mind moved slightly, and the Golden Crow Sacred Wings flapped violently.

boom!

As far as the eyes can see, the entire Buddha statue is on fire, and the endless fire turns into a golden holy lotus that reflects the sky, dispelling the black clouds in the sky.

What a powerful flame!

Lin Yun thought about it, the flame was a little too strong.

Before, he used to disperse the demonic cloud in the sky, relying on the sword intent of the sky, but now he has broken through the demonic cloud just by relying on the firelight.

Not sure if this Buddhist holy fire is too strong, or the Buddhist golden lotus holy fire has a restraining effect on the demon cloud.

The fire of the golden lotus burned for half an hour before slowly disappearing.

But the Buddha statue in front of him was not damaged at all, and under the fire, it became more conspicuous.

Buzz!

Just when Lin Yun was thinking about it, the Buddha's palm under his feet kept shaking, and waves of Buddha's might erupted from the Buddha statue.

In an instant, the sky turned and the space distorted.

"Walk!"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and behind him, the Golden Crow Saint Wings slammed into a fan, and a sun rose across the sky.

The fire light swayed the demon cloud into ripples, Lin Yun hovered in the void, looked up and was startled.

The mountain-sized Buddha statue moved, and he raised his hand and turned it over, and the space became chaotic in an instant. If Lin Yun walked a little slower, he would instantly suppress him.

boom!

The palm of the Buddha statue slapped the ground, and the ground was immediately torn apart, and countless broken boulders floated up.

Boom!

That area kept collapsing, and the Buddha statue sank toward the ground.

Is this the golden body of a saint?

Lin Yun's face changed, which was really a bit surprising. He was not a statue, but a powerful Buddhist who was sanctified in the flesh.

Boom!

Just when Lin Yun was in shock, the Buddha statue moved again, and the palm of a giant golden palm burst into the Buddha's light, covering the sky and covering the sun and falling towards Lin Yun.

Suddenly, the entire space was still, and time seemed to freeze.

Lin Yun was full of blood and dragon energy, and he couldn't move. He was completely imprisoned under this vast Buddha's might.

Holy Way!

The power of saints!

Lin Yun's scalp was numb, and he felt that the next moment he was going to be slapped by this Buddha's palm and his whole body was shattered.

At a critical moment, the sacred pattern of the Buddha in Lin Yun's sea of ​​knowledge burst into a shimmer of light.