Heavenly Destiny

Kinmen is not really a sect. It has no inheritance and no history. Even a large number of monks do not know that there is such a sect.

Kinmen has emerged in the past year, and the leader of the sect is this Kinmen ancestor who loves gold and is almost paranoid.

He is a casual cultivator. Because he is unwilling to join any force, he founded his own sect. For his disciples, beings like the Seven Heroes of Jinmen have always been in a state of letting go.

It is said that everything in Kinmen is golden. There are even rumors that the ancestor of Kinmen was once a beggar. After the end of the world, he suddenly became the ancestor of Tiangan. That is why he is so paranoid. The specific reason is unknown.

Know.

The Patriarch of Kinmen has been here for a long time, but because he was afraid of Lin Xiao, he never took action. Now that Lin Xiao was lured away, he naturally wanted to rescue his disciple. He was very dissatisfied with the way Monk Jianren looked down on him.

At this moment, although Monk Jianren said he did not take the other person seriously, he did not necessarily do so in his heart. The golden Buddha statue behind him rushed out, with its majestic appearance, instantly protecting Xia Yuan and Zi Yan behind him.

The monk usually talks a lot, giving people a feeling of being unreliable, but he is never ambiguous on some important matters. Otherwise, he would not give the precious flat peach to Lin Xiao. At this moment, he is like an ancient Buddha.

Reappearing in the world, nine golden lotuses bloomed around the Buddha statue, slowly surrounding it.

All of this was accomplished in a very short period of time. At this time, the ancestor of Jinmen grinned with his gold teeth and said jokingly: "Junior, I like your magical power. Do you want you to teach it to me? I'll let you go."

You leave!"

"Bah! Damn the nouveau riche!"

Monk Jianren cursed disdainfully, and stepped on the Buddha statue behind him with a big foot towards the Kinmen Patriarch.

The boss of Kinmen who was watching the battle on the sidelines twitched his mouth slightly at this moment. He had seen this magical power displayed by Monk Jianren, and he felt it was a bit weird at the time, but now it seems that he really has the same personality as his master.

"Crack!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the platform.

"boom!"

At the same time, the platform also roared and shattered.

"puff!"

Seeing that Monk Ren vomited blood, although he could withstand the opponent's blow, he was not unscathed. A wry smile appeared on his face and he said: "It turns out that fighting over the steps is so exciting. No wonder that boy Lin is so obsessed with Amitabha!"

"Oh my god! I will crush you to death!"

The ancestor of Jinmen snorted dissatisfiedly, and a golden hill appeared directly in his hand. At a glance, it looked like a golden ingot, which showed that he had an extraordinary interest in gold, even if it was a magic weapon.

"boom!"

The golden ingot emits overwhelming golden light, and a dignified pressure has swept over this place before it falls. After all, how can it be easy for an ancestor of Tiangan to use his magic weapon with all his strength?

"Miss Zi Yan, you still won't help me!"

Seeing that Monk Ren's face changed drastically and he lost all appearance, Sayazi ran away with the golden Buddha statue. After all, he had nothing to fear.

"well!"

At this time, Monk Jianren called out to her, and Zi Yan let out a sigh. When Monk Jianren was running away, she took the initiative to take a step towards the Kinmen Ancestor, and outside her body, two purple streaks

The streamers are dancing, just like a fairy banished to the world of mortals, elegant and agile.

Fairy Zi Yan was wearing a cloak, so she couldn't see her appearance, but she gave people a mysterious beauty at this moment. Without any hesitation, she waved two purple ribbons, and with a whoosh, she went straight to the gold ingot.

.

"Eh? Which fellow Taoist Tiangan are you? No, you are not Tiangan!"

The ancestor of Kinmen was slightly startled, but soon realized his mistake. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he walked straight towards Fairy Zi Yan, as if he just wanted to see the other party's reality.

At this moment, there was a jade platform on the outskirts of the battlefield. On it, a young Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe, with red lips and white teeth, knelt down respectfully. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was still a little immature.

Just kneeling there gives people a feeling of heartache.

This person is none other than Zhang Yang, who was walking with Lin Xiao in the Demon Sea of ​​Fog. Sitting in front of him at this moment was Mo Wuyan, who was wearing a black robe. At this moment, his expression was calm. Regarding Zhang Yang's behavior,

Just chose to ignore it.

"Master, please save Brother Lin!"

Zhang Yang spoke in a low voice, but there was a firmness in it. Obviously this was not the first time he spoke.

"Zhang Yang, you are my disciple Mo Wuyan, so you are destined to be the enemy of everyone in the world. If Lin Xiao does not die this time, he will definitely be your biggest enemy in the future. Aren't you worried?"

Mo Wuyan slowly stared at everything Zhang Yang did with his eyes, seemingly unwilling to let go of his apprentice's slightest movement.

"Master, what this disciple needs is an invincible heart. Brother Lin and I will have some karma in the future, so he cannot die now!"

Zhang Yang spoke with a firm expression. Although his words sounded childish, he actually had a somewhat aloof attitude.

Mo Wuyan fell into silence again. He did not belong to this era. He only existed until now to cultivate a disciple who would conquer the world, thus fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

At the same time, there were also disputes in the Nangong family camp. After Long Shaoqing became Lin Xiao, he did not let go of the Nangong family. Therefore, even if Nangong Piaomiao insisted again and again, the ancestor of the Nangong family still remained unmoved.

move.

In the rolling fire, Lin Xiao sat in the center of the flames, and did not choose to continue to escape, but sacrificed the thirty-two rule lines.

Strips of red silk threads, just like the red hydrangea, were constantly entangled around Lin Xiao's body, as if they wanted to penetrate Lin Xiao's body again, but they were unable to do so.

"This is not the real fire of samadhi, otherwise it really only needs a wisp to turn me to ashes. After all, it is a method that only powerful people can use. Now even if the other party is an ancestor, he may not have it.

!”

With a subtle flash in Lin Xiao's eyes, he had already analyzed the nature of this flame, which was just a fire inherited from Samadhi. Although its power was still powerful, it did not belong to the category of Samadhi's true fire at all.

"The original sacred weapon, named Red Hydrangea, was the sacred weapon of Nuwa. Now I have found similarities in this line of rules, but I can also use this flame to refine a replica.

Red hydrangeas!”

Following Lin Xiao's words, he held all the lines of rules in his palm. He originally wanted to use these lines of rules to study so that he could enter the realm of heavenly senses, but

The current situation forced him to give up his original idea.

"Secret Technique of Essence and Blood Refining!"

Lin Xiao snorted coldly, and a drop of blood essence suddenly appeared in his index finger, and was injected into one of the rule threads. This is the first step to refine it into a magic weapon. These rule threads must be conquered, otherwise when refining,

Once an accident occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

"boom!"

Just as the essence and blood was injected into the line of rules, a majesty like the power of heaven suddenly came out from within the straight line of rules. With a roar, the essence and blood was about to be expelled. After all, the line of rules comes from the way of heaven and is high above.

How could the existence succumb to the control of the monks?

"Condensation!"

Lin Xiao sneered. Regarding all this, he had already thought of it. The heavenly monument in Dantian suddenly woke up. An aura that seemed more powerful than the power of heaven followed Lin Xiao's palm and went straight to press the line of rules.

Go down.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the lines of rules, which were originally arrogant and abnormal, actually became quiet like a lion meeting a real dragon. This does not mean that the level of the heavenly monument is higher than the way of heaven. After all, these lines of rules are just the way of heaven.

Just some subtle parts.

"Lao Wu!"

At this moment, the two ancestors of the Yang family walked out of the void. After seeing that Yang Di was fine, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother! Third brother! You came just in time. That boy was trapped in the flame formation of the Fiery Flag. Hurry up and help me refine him!"

After Yang Di saw the two eldest brothers, he hurriedly shouted, continued to activate his spiritual energy, and poured it crazily into the fire flag. Golden flames rushed out, and a huge golden sea of ​​​​fire suddenly formed in front of him.

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This golden sea of ​​fire instantly covered a hundred feet in radius, and cracks appeared on the burned ground.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, you can just vaguely see the existence of a figure, but it is not real. After all, this golden sea of ​​​​fire is a collection of flames from the Doomsday Flame Mountain, and it contains the power of a ray of Samadhi True Fire.

In the realm of Tiangan, it is already unparalleled.

"good!"

The eldest brother and the third child were obviously very clear about this, and without any hesitation, they injected spiritual energy into the fiery flag at the same time.

"boom!"

The sea of ​​​​fire rose. Under the urging of the three powerful Heavenly Senses, the original range of a hundred feet expanded again, reaching three hundred feet in an instant. The wind roared, the sea of ​​​​fire was boiling, and roars came from the underground of the sea of ​​​​fire.

Come, the earth is already full of cracks.

At this time, Long Shaoqing, Long Xiuyang, and the powerful Heavenly Sense expert from the Long family had all arrived, and their expressions became solemn as they stared at the sea of ​​fire.

"It's Samadhi True Fire! That boy Lin is dead!"

The strong Heavenly Sense expert from the Long family had a smile on his face and was not willing to take a step forward at all.

"It's a pity that this Samadhi True Fire is impure. Long Yan, please go back and pay attention to the teleportation array first. Be sure not to let casual cultivators enter it. The news from the Tianji Gate is that the opening of the altar this time is different from the past!"

Long Xiuyang sneered, gave an order to the powerful Sky Sense, and continued to stand on the sky with no intention of going any further.

"I didn't expect it to be the true fire of Samadhi. Although it is impure, if it can be absorbed by me, my cultivation will be able to go further!"

Long Shaoqing stared greedily at the sea of ​​fire, and actually wanted to rush out. He was a complete freak. Different from the awe of others, in his opinion, this was just food.

"Young Master!"

Long Xiuyang snorted coldly, grabbed Long Shaoqing who was about to leave and said: "To be able to become Tiangan, the Yang family is not a fool. Although you have become your original self now, your aura has not changed."

Change, once you appear, you will definitely arouse suspicion among the Yang family!"

Seeing that Long Shaoqing was still unmoved, Long Xiuyang smiled bitterly and said: "Shaoqing, this time we have sealed off this place. Even if Lin Xiao gets wings, he will not be able to escape. Let's hand it over to the Yang family first. If they

If you miss, it’s not too late for us to take action again!”