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When Lin Feng provoked the roman array of the twenty-four days, the battle immediately fell into a one-sided situation.

Twenty-four Jinguang Luohan, who all have the mana level of the base period, are a fat man around a dozen heads.

These ghosts and ghosts, regardless of individual combat capability or collective combat capability, are not the opponents of Jinguang Luohan. Now they are more restrained by Buddha Light. Ten cost leaders can only play 80%. The result of the battle is naturally no suspense.

Si Kongan looked at his refining and devils and was killed one by one, and he was so distressed.

"Junior, old man and you are not dead!"

Sikong Nan looked stunned, his hands folded over his chest, and together he squeezed a law, the black fog kept gathering and gradually compressed into a black ball of light.

Only a few of the remaining devils screamed, and their eyes were red and shining, and they shot the black ball in front of Sikong’s chest.

The red light is constantly blending into the black light ball, and the black light ball is more and more dark and heavy.

As the red light continued to shoot, the few ghosts became wilting, as if they had been drained.

Lin Feng said: "He seems to use secret techniques to sacrifice these few ghosts to complete some kind of secret law."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng waved, twenty-four Jinguang Luohan hands together, the top of the golden light into a piece, turned into a golden light cloud.

Lin Feng did not have to wait for the opponent to make a big move, and wait for the other party to be good and then to tie the idea of ​​the most powerful move.

It’s the right way to cross the river and hit the stream!

In the golden light cloud, the Sanskrit is made louder, and a golden light flies out of the light cloud, turning into a golden giant roulette, and heading towards Sikong South!

Sikong Nan stunned: "The junior dare, pick up the old man's ghost king cannon!"

In the black light ball, a large blood red light column was shot, and the light around the light column circulated, and the momentum was horrible.

The golden roulette collided with the red light column and did not make any sound, but the invisible strong shock wave was centered on the impact point and spread around.

Even the golden fog of the Buddha's glory was hit by continuous shock waves.

Invisible waves swept through the valley, and the towering old trees in the mountains fell to the west. Numerous trees were uprooted, flying sand and stones, and even cracks appeared on the hard stone walls.

The blood red light column was not defeated by the golden roulette, and the golden roulette was not damaged. The two powerful forces could not hold together in midair, and they were deadlocked.

When Si Kongan saw this scene, he hated it in his heart: "If you wait for me to completely complete this law, you will be able to defeat your Dharma in one fell swoop."

"I hate it, it is so badly hurt, not only is it a big fall, but even a lot of powerful magical powers can't be used. Otherwise, even if it is the cultivation of the foundation period now, killing this little animal is like killing a dog!"

Sikong Nan growled in his heart: "If you fall into the hands of the old man, the old man will definitely use your soul as a lamp!"

Lin Feng looked indifferent and nodded calmly: "There are two sons."

The calm appearance makes Yukong Nan depressed.

"However, you are still far away." Lin Feng sealed his hands and pinched a French seal. Twenty-four Luohan Guangying responded with a sigh of relief: "I am compassionate!"

The golden roulette suddenly shined, forcibly pushed forward, and the red blood column kept pressing back.

The speed of the roulette is not fast, not anxious, but it is full of unstoppable, unmatched power conception!

Say crushing you, crush you!

Sikongan's expression changed greatly. He couldn't even speak out. He could only support it, but in the face of the golden wheel's overbearing crushing, it seemed so helpless, as if the candle in the wind would be extinguished at any time. .

Lin Feng has not yet given up, and the enemy is not good, and the dead enemy is a good enemy.

Let twenty-four relics support the phalanx themselves, and Lin Feng’s mana has been converted from the Buddhist mana to the thundering mana of the nine-day-and-thunder.

Thunder, the power between heaven and earth to just the sun, the most hegemonic and rapid, is the ghost of the ghost, specializing in breaking the evil law.

Lin Feng double-handedly, suddenly the thunder and lightning of the whole body was quickly gathered, condensed into a giant lightning knife in the air more than ten meters long, the violent blue-violet light directly into the face of Sikong South reflected in purple.

Sikongan only felt that the light in the sky suddenly darkened, the sun did not disappear, but his vision was completely filled with the light of another blue-violet sun.

Jiuyi Tianlei Zhengfa, derivative magical spells, mad lightning blade!

Lin Feng grinned: "Old ghost, die!"

In the eyes of Sikongan's horror, the violent Thunderbolt knife crossed the space of several tens of meters, and brought the sound of the explosion in the air, and fell towards him.

"No!" Sikong South now has all the mana used to compete with the golden roulette. How can there be any effort to resist Lin Feng?

In the mourning, the soul of Sikong Nan floating in the air was directly broken by Lin Feng.

His lower body was directly smashed by the Thunder, and every inch of the skin in the upper body was entangled with countless electric sparks, which kept vibrating and miserable.

"The junior is ferocious, can't fight hard anymore, otherwise today's old life will be sent here!"

Si Kongan’s grievances smashed Lin Feng’s eyes, and the remaining souls turned into a black fog and regained the yellow spring beads.

Lin Feng's brows were slightly stunned. He collected twenty-four days of Luohan array and grabbed Huang Chunzhu. He could feel that the soul of Shounan was seriously recovered in Huangquanzhu.

"Kids, how can you be arrogant, as long as the old man is in this Huangquanzhu, you can't kill me!" Huang Quanzhu's screaming voice of Sikongan: "The old man will find you sooner or later, let's see who can laugh at the end!"

Lin Feng faintly swept Huang Quanzhu, his fingers painted a seal in the air, and blessed on Huang Quanzhu: "There is no doubt that the person who laughs at the end must be me, as for you, hehe!"

The laughter of Sikongnan in Huang Quanzhu stopped short, as if he was suddenly pinched on his neck. After a long while, his voice was utterly ruined: "What have you done? How can you cut off the connection between Huang Quanzhu and me?"

"This... is this too illusory heavenly curse?! How can you be too imaginary to secretly cast spells, are you not practicing Buddhism?"

"Whether it is the Holy Land of Buddhism, and the Holy Land of the Taoist Temple, who are you?"

Lin Feng did not pay attention to Sikongan, who had already fallen into madness. He collected Huang Quanzhu and used the black cloud flag to roll up himself and Wang Lin, who was still fainting to the ground, and left the valley.

Lin Feng tried to stimulate Wang Li and awakened Wang Lin, but he did not respond.

He frowned and explored it carefully, and found that Wang Lin’s spirit was actually trapped in Huang Quanzhu.

"You must fish out his spirit as soon as possible. He has no way to repair it. The soul will not be able to return to the flesh for a long time." Lin Feng set up a black cloud flag flight: "The sky cage mantra can only be temporarily sealed. Living in the old ghost, staying behind is a scourge, find a place to completely solve the problem together."

(PS: Today's three more broke out, the third is around 12 o'clock tonight!)