Fairy Tree

Monk Cixin was frightened by Xiao Lin's bravery at this moment. How could he dare to confront him head-on? A golden light flashed past, and his figure retreated directly into the golden light array and sat cross-legged.

While nursing his injuries, he stared at Xiao Lin. Apparently, he chose to avoid the edge temporarily and wanted to use the formation to compete with Xiao Lin.

The twelve disciples of Jinluo Ancient Temple were also shocked. Each of them sat cross-legged in a golden light, chanting Buddhist scriptures. The formation was filled with golden swords, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks, and shadows came and went. The cycle continues.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin did not rush into the formation directly. The formation in front of him was completely different from the formations Xiao Lin had been exposed to before. In Xiao Lin's opinion, the formation eyes in the formation in front of him were not like formation disks. The magical weapon is not a spiritual vein or a spiritual object, but a number among the twelve disciples of Jinluo Ancient Temple.

But which of the twelve people they were, he couldn't tell in a short time.

Monk Cixin obviously didn't want to give Xiao Lin a chance to think. As the Buddha's chant sounded, the golden light outside the formation flourished, lighting up most of the sky. The formation of thirteen people also moved toward Xiao Lin at an extremely fast speed. He rushed towards him, wanting to trap him in it.

With a wave of Xiao Lin's sleeves, a flash of lightning flashed, already reaching a thousand feet in the sky. Then he pointed with one hand, and the thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords in front of him flashed out into a river of sword light. With Xiao Lin's cry "Go." He rushed directly towards the golden light.

Many people in the Nanluo Kingdom saw golden lights flashing in the sky in the distance at night, and auras soaring into the sky. They were greatly surprised and knelt down to pray.

The endless sword light impacted the golden light on the periphery of the formation, and stars suddenly shot out. The golden light was like a copper wall. Even though Xiao Lin's sword light exploded one after another, it was still unable to do any harm.

Xiao Lin's face suddenly became solemn, he did not dare to underestimate the formation set up by the compassionate monk, and his mind was instantly turned upside down.

Xiao Lin originally wanted to use the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique to reach the realm of the Holy Body to directly enter the formation and wait for an opportunity to kill the compassionate monk. As long as the compassionate monk is killed, the formation will naturally be self-defeating.

Xiao Lin has seen that although the formation eyes are only a few of the twelve monks, the real core of the formation is still the Compassionate Monk. But obviously it is impossible to enter the formation without breaking the formation eyes, so naturally The compassionate monk cannot be approached.

But this idea was quickly abandoned by Xiao Lin. Although Xiao Lin's Holy Body Realm is extremely powerful, even ordinary high-level magic weapons may not be able to harm him. However, if he is trapped in the formation, if he cannot break it in a short time, Once out of the formation, once it falls into a prolonged state, a large amount of energy and blood in one's body will be consumed. As time goes by, one may not be able to fall into danger.

Moreover, he had previously used the teleportation ability of Biyu's glare wings to break out of the formation, but this method could not be repeated. At this moment, the compassionate monk would definitely be on guard against this move. He had used the forbidden technique in advance to condense the void, and used Biyu to The teleportation power of the Glare Wing may not be able to be used again.

So after much thought, it was not advisable to rush into the formation again, so Xiao Lin directly thought of the several formations that came with the Qingluan Ice and Thunder Sword. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin no longer held back.

With a wave of his sleeves, densely packed three-foot long swords suddenly appeared in the void, covering almost a hundred feet of the void around Xiao Lin. They were as bright and dazzling as stars.

Seeing this scene, Monk Cixin's face changed, and the other twelve disciples of Jinluo Ancient Temple also showed horrified expressions. As disciples of the Ancient Buddha Tianzong of the West, they have been dealing with immortal monks all year round, so they naturally understand that immortal monks The number of natal magic weapons usually cultivated is only a few pieces, and it is rare to be able to refine more than ten combined magic weapons.

The number of magic weapons refined by the person in front of him has reached an astonishing number of over a hundred. If it were an ordinary cultivator, even the soul would not be able to bear it. After all, driving the magic weapons also consumes the power of spiritual consciousness.

Xiao Lin pointed with one hand, and one hundred and eight Qingluan Ice Swords moved in different trajectories, shooting in all directions, and after flying hundreds of feet, they disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lin's body swayed slightly and suddenly appeared a hundred feet away from Monk Cixin. As Xiao Lin appeared, a Qingluan Ice Sword appeared and disappeared next to him, and then disappeared without a trace again.

Xiao Lin had one hundred and eight Qingluan Ice Swords. The formation he arranged was called "Innate Forbidden Spirit Black Ice Formation." The number of thunder swords is different, and the formations arranged are also very different.

Once the innate forbidden spirit black ice formation was set up, it immediately completely evacuated the innate spiritual energy within the formation and integrated it into the formation. Not only that, the one hundred and eight Qingluan Ice Swords hidden in the void also It is constantly absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world within a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the blink of an eye, Monk Cixin and others felt that the surrounding temperature began to drop sharply, and even their breath condensed into ice.

Not only that, snowflakes as big as goose feathers suddenly began to fall from the sky. In this land of China, which is like spring all year round, it actually started to snow like heavy goose feathers. It was really incredible.

When Monk Cixin saw this, he was horrified. He knew that if he delayed further, once the other party was ready, he would definitely launch a thunderous strike. The golden light locking formation set up by him and others might not be able to withstand it.

So Monk Cixin took the initiative to attack. He used the Buddhist magic formula with both hands, and the various weapons hovering in the formation immediately turned into a golden dragon, broke through the golden light formation, and shot toward Xiao Lin in the void.

At this moment, Xiao Lin was mentally connected with the 108 Qingluan Ice Swords and merged into one. With a change of mind, Xiao Lin had a flash of inspiration and teleported directly hundreds of feet away, and hundreds of feet away A Qingluan Ice Sword flashed away outside.

Just as the golden dragon rushed to Xiao Lin's original position, a large swath of cold light suddenly spread out. The body of the golden dragon, which was dozens of feet tall, suddenly froze and was actually frozen into a huge piece of black ice, standing in the air.

"Cut~" Following Xiao Lin's cold snort, a sword light of a hundred feet suddenly appeared, cut through the void, and disappeared in a flash.

The light passed directly through the golden dragon, disappeared into the void in the distance, and then dissipated. The spiritual power of heaven and earth emitted was absorbed again. Every strike of this innate forbidden spirit black ice formation had no energy at all. It was a waste of energy. Even Monk Cixin's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene, and a very bad warning sign arose in his heart.

"Crack, click, click."

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the body of the golden dragon. As the cracks extended, the whole thing collapsed. Large golden auras flew everywhere, but soon these auras disappeared without a trace, and the transformed aura of heaven and earth once again Absorbed.

At this time, even the twelve disciples of Jinluo Ancient Temple noticed something was wrong, and they all showed horrified expressions. They already felt that they could not absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to replenish themselves.

However, Buddhist Kung Fu is different from Immortal Dao Kung Fu. What they absorb is the power of faith. Although the power of faith also incorporates part of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, compared to Immortal Dao monks, their ability to absorb spiritual power from heaven and earth is still Much worse.

It is rumored that only Buddhist masters who have advanced to the realm of annihilation can truly connect with heaven and earth and receive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use.

At this moment, Xiao Lin was immersed in the wonderful feeling of becoming one with the one hundred and eight Qingluan Ice Swords. One of the most powerful magical secrets in the Qingluan Immortal Sutra is the Qingluan Ice and Thunder Sword. All kinds of wonderful formations arranged.

After understanding the Innate Forbidden Spirit Black Ice Formation, Xiao Lin admired Old Man Qingluan immensely. These formations were so mysterious that they could actually launch some incredible attacks with the help of the power of heaven and earth. As long as they were surrounded by his own formations, Entering it, even those who are cultivating immortals in the later stage of Nascent Soul will be filled with hatred on the spot.

Moreover, after the formation was activated, Qingluan Ice Thunder Sword disappeared directly into the void, and he became the core of the formation. It can be said that wherever he goes, the formation will move there, so he wants to avoid it. Formation, killing yourself is basically impossible.

In the past, the number of Qingluan Ice Thunder Swords was not enough to activate large-scale formations, so this set of magic weapons seemed to have limited effectiveness. Now after setting up the Innate Forbidden Spirit Black Ice Formation, Xiao Lin truly understood the power of this formation. I'm afraid it's one of the most powerful magical powers he possesses.

Monk Ci Xin did not give up. He used the Buddha's Secret Art again and shot out golden dragons, strangled towards Xiao Lin.

But when they were still a hundred feet away from Xiao Lin, they were frozen into pieces of black ice, and then were smashed into pieces by the sudden appearance of shocking sword lights.

But Xiao Lin didn't move at all from beginning to end.

This made Monk Cixin begin to feel fear. He never imagined that such a stunning and beautiful person could appear in a barbarian land like the Southern Territory. This person's combat power is probably even greater than that of one of the four major heavenly sects. The very few evil talents inside are nothing more than that.

Thinking of this, Monk Cixin had the intention to retreat. Under the sound transmission of the secret method, all the twelve disciples also accepted the order and actually drove the formation to fly towards Nanluo City. Apparently they knew that there was no hope of victory and planned to retreat in spite of the difficulties. .

Xiao Lin was naturally very aware of Monk Cixin's little thoughts. After coming out of the wonderful feeling of the fusion state, Xiao Lin looked at Monk Cixin and others with a smile.

"Monk Compassion, now that you are here, don't even think about leaving."

With a thought in Xiao Lin's mind, dozens of shocking sword lights suddenly appeared from the void. Each sword light was a hundred feet long and exuded an astonishing cold air. Even the snowflakes fluttering in the void. It froze in an instant and hovered in mid-air.

"Qiang~~" Several rays of sword light struck the golden light barrier at the same time. Golden light suddenly shot out. The huge pressure was immediately transmitted to the twelve Jinluo Ancient Temple disciples. Nine of them raised their heads and spit out a mouthful of blood, with expressions on their faces. He was pale, and the aura on his body was quickly weakening.

Monk Cixin suddenly showed a look of horror on his face. He did not expect that the other party's indifferent attack would cause serious injuries to the nine disciples who arranged the formation. If he tried again, the Golden Light Locking Gang Formation would definitely be broken.

Having lost the protection of the formation, and being surrounded by the other party's formation, it seemed self-evident what the outcome would be.

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