v5 Chapter 1070： The gap between the late monks

The gap between the monks in the first thousand and seventy-seven chapters

"Amitabha, let the old man teach the magical power of the donor!"

The glare of the monk is in the same position, and the body is thin and thin, but the sound is like a Hong Zhong. Then he sees his thumb moving slightly, dialing the rosary between the palms, and the more and more powerful momentum emerges from the body.

After Lin Xuan condensed the demon and succeeded, the strength went up to the next level. Although he was alone in fighting, he was not afraid of the cultivation of the immortals in the late Yuan Ying, but there would be no contempt for anything.

The other party is the first of the Wanfu Zong Luohantang, the famous master of centuries.

Immediately with both hands squatting, the green fire sword flashed, and countless sword shadows were morphed from above, like the tide of the sea, raging toward the other side.

"Amitabha, the sin of sin, the magical power of the donor, has indeed surpassed the immortal in the middle of the ordinary Yuan Ying, but it is too stupid to think that it will be shorter and shorter with the old man."

In the face of the sword of the sky, the empty glare does not even flash, not a hide, a mind only cares about the Buddha.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but shrink the pupil. He didn't think that the other party was just a big reason. Could it be said that...

Although there is speculation in the heart, but a move is out, Lin Xuan can not have the slightest hesitation to keep hands, hands and a grip, the green fire sword becomes more dazzling, sly to the other's head.

Because the offensive was too fierce, the air was slightly distorted, and the eyes of the stunned monk finally showed a hint of sorrow, reaching out and pointing at the green fire sword.

However, he still did not care about the surrounding swords.

Then I saw only the intertwined spirits, a golden Buddha light shot from his fingertips, turned into a golden silk, and collided with the green fire sword, looking far away, this spiritual power, actually with flying needles The magic weapon is almost the same!

As for Jianmang, although he is lying on the empty body, it is like a big tree, and it does not play a half effect.

"Sure enough, it is the first place in Luohantang. The King Kong of the Taoist friend is not bad, but I am afraid I have reached the third floor."

Lin Xuan brows a pick, some amazed way, the fire of the sword, the power is no less than the ordinary magic weapon, the other party can actually use the flesh and blood to pick up, just this repair is enough to make people look, it seems Have to deal with it seriously.

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a hint of ridiculous color, his left hand flipped, and an inconspicuous short sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

It’s only half a foot long, and the rest of the blade is full of cracks, giving people the feeling that it seems to collapse at any time.

However, a heart-wrenching spirit has emerged from above.

"this is……"

The glare of the monk stayed, and his face showed a few doubtful expressions, but soon, his eyes jumped and screamed: "Impossible, Tongtian Lingbao, you... How can your kid have a heavenly spirit?" treasure?"

"The master really knows a lot. Since you know this thing, you can feel at ease under the Lingbao. If you don't like to read Buddha, you will let Lin send you to Western Bliss."

The voice did not fall, Lin Xuan had reached out and held the residual sword, the majestic mana surged out, but soon, Lin Xuan brows slightly wrinkled.

Unlike the month's Xuanyin treasure box, that thing only needs a little mana, and then it can automatically absorb the nearby heaven and earth, and make a jaw-dropping attack.

It is a fighting style similar to that of a clutching monk. It is amazingly powerful, but it saves effort.

And this remnant sword, once actually sucked away nearly one-third of his mana, Lin Xuan was secretly surprised, but on the surface, but did not show his voice, like a sway.

Silent, no spirits.

However, the dazzling monk dare to be scornful, and the gods are all concentrated in Lin Xuan's side, his face is full of stunned.

Then the five-color Buddha light appeared, his mouth cracked to one side, like a pain, was stopped for the two halves.

And this is not over yet, the bursting sound of the rumble came to the ear, a mountain outside a few miles away, was smashed and pond fish, with the stone falling like rain, the entire hill was cut.

The rest of the cracks were also everywhere, and a gust of wind blew through it. The mountain peaks of more than a thousand feet actually collapsed.

Lin Xuan was also shocked, and was shocked and happy. Although Lingbao was too mana-consuming, the power was indeed satisfactory. A single shot could destroy a mountain with a height of more than a thousand feet. If you refine this treasure earlier. Why do you need to spend so much time killing the monster?

But at this moment, there is no time to feel anything, Lin Xuan has just put down his right hand, and he has taken a step to the left.

With this movement, the whole person disappeared from the place.

A cry of the incoming ear, but a brick-like magic weapon roared from the top of the head, failed to reach the target, but the ground was pulled out of the pit more than ten feet deep.

The green fire sword next to Lin Xuan Chong pointed out that the treasure immediately rushed to the void, and then collided with several Jin Mang.

The figure of the stunned monk is in the eye.

Different from the treasure of the first sight, he was so gloomy at this time that one arm had been elbowed off.

Just a shot from Lingbao, the other party did not completely escape, and forced to display a magical power similar to the magic road "for the body to rob the Dafa."

Staring at Lin Xuan’s expression, full of grievances, but then he laughed wildly: “No wonder you are a mid-term cultivator, but you don’t put the old man in your eyes. You actually have Lingbao, good, good, poor. I have given up one arm, but it is worthwhile to exchange for such a treasure."

The voice did not fall, he single-handedly turned upside down, Gao Xuan said "Amitabha", the majestic spirits burst out, and the five-colored Buddha light tangled together, turned out to be a Buddha.

No... No, not Buddha, it’s a glare of King Kong.

There are more than ten feet high, and the demeanor is fierce. The glare of the monk is played by a law. This golden Buddha is a big light, and it turns out thousands of palms.

The whole sky is golden, and even the sky is blocked.

Come to Chiba!

Lin Xuan's brow is slightly wrinkled. This is the famous Fu Mo Shen Tong of Buddhism. For millions of years, it has been smashed by countless sorghums. The power of each palm is enough to compare with the top magic weapon. This is a thousand clutches. I am afraid it is a clutch. The monks may not be hard-wired.

The means of glare is not limited to this. His sleeves are glanced, and a flaming scorpion stalks out and becomes bigger and longer, and he smashes toward Lin Xuan.

The shadows are as heavy as the mountains, and the sings of Buddhism are also passed to the ears.

At the same time, behind his head, there is a disc-shaped magic weapon, and the 18 Buddha statues are looming on the surface of the disc.

Great sad gold round?

No, no, Lin Xuan frowned. Although he didn't know much about Buddhism's magical treasures, it was not a treasure like the legendary Great Sorrowful Golden Wheel. At best, it was an imitation.

No, even imitations can't be said. Although the magic weapon is not small, it is sure to cut corners when refining.

However, even so, Lin Xuan did not dare to have the slightest contempt, the Great Sadness Golden Wheel, but one of the Buddha's holy objects, the legend has the power to open up the world.

Lin Xuan took a shot at the waist and sacrificed the Wujinlongjia shield. It dripped and turned into a golden light curtain to block him.

Then he injected the mana into the remnant sword again, and used his squatting downwards to be different from the silence. This time, it was a meteorological situation. Hundreds of swords appeared, such as squally showers, and met in front of King Kong. .

The sound of the jingle was introduced into the ear, and the palm of the hand began to touch.

On one side is Buddhism's oldest demon magical powers, and on the other side is the legendary spiritual world. The whole earth is shaking, and the clouds within a hundred miles are also blown away.

Lin Xuan has no time to see the result, the other's Zen stick has been hit, turned into a Dapeng, mammoth to the light curtain, although the Wujinlongjia shield is strong, but Dapeng is the Buddha under the Buddha, of course, the Zen rod It is impossible to contain Dapeng souls, but it uses the secret method of Buddhism to bless the feathers left by the sacred birds. The power is not the same.

The light curtain kept flashing and quickly dimmed.

Lin Xuan sighed, and he really underestimated the strength of the Buddha's overhaul.

Originally thought that after the condensation of the demon, and then with the Tongtian Lingbao, can be invincible in the Yuan Ying period, but did not expect it is not the case.

It’s not that Lin Xuan’s estimation is wrong, but even if he is the same as the Yuan Ying’s later cultivation, the strength gap between them is enormous.

The Xuanfengmen and the Huangmei real people on the demon island do not say that even the late demon who met in Yunling Mountain, the strength is probably inferior to the glare.

Wan Fo Zong is the leader of the seven powers. I am afraid that it is not just a legend. Lin Xuan feels that it is very likely to be close to reality.

He sighed, but the glare of the monk was an anger. The other side had a spiritual treasure, but in the middle of Yuan Ying, the broken arm was only because the incident was sudden. You must know that you are not an ordinary late monk. comparable.

As the first seat of Luohantang, he was able to subdue under the Bodhi tree and be a supernatural power. It was second only to the abbot and another brother. He used to kill five Yuanying monks by himself. One of them was late and two. Medium term.

The other side's Lingbao is a defective product, and in his realm, it should only play the power of the fur, but the Chiba palm actually lost.

The Vajray Buddha, which was condensed by the great gods, was smashed by the sword, and a gray-black buddha remained in the air.

Fortunately, the remaining Jianqi, but also the end of the strong, only to repair his King Kong not bad body, you can ignore such an attack.

Lin Xuan also sighed, his left hand flipped, and the remnant sword was collected. The power of this thing is big, but the consumption of mana is too fast. In the flat, it is not suitable for the use of Yuan Ying monks. The effect will be greatly reduced.

It is only suitable for raids. If the enemy is prepared, there is a great deal of confidence to escape such an attack.

The glare of the monk, the old traitor, see Lin Xuan no longer use Lingbao, first stay, then laughed: "Why, the donor mana is not enough, if you bind now, the old man can be merciful, let your soul re-enter the reincarnation ,otherwise……"

"Old guys, I am not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue. I want to sculpt the little master and swear." But unfortunately, you can't do this at the end of the road." (To be continued,)