With the same wrath of Wei Tuo, but Mu Jing, one of the eighteen sons of Kizang Monastery who had been practicing Buddhism since childhood, was defeated by a layman in a single blow!

Mu Zheng and others all narrowed their eyes and shouted in unison, "Here!"

The sound reveals the meaning of anger.

And Mu Jing, even more unbelievable, was defeated in the inheritance that he was best at, which also caused a great blow to him.

"Duh!"

A young monk stepped out, his name was Mu Heng, and at the moment he spoke an obscure Sanskrit sound.

In an instant, a black Buddha light condensed and turned into a Ruyi.

Ruyi is three feet long, imprinted with Buddhist inscriptions, and it slashes down in the void, with the might of suppressing the sky and crushing the earth.

Wishful Tibetan Dharma!

At the same time, Lin Xun also proclaimed Sanskrit, and also displayed the wishful Tibetan method.

However, the condensed Ruyi is as big as a mountain, crowded with heaven and earth, and the Buddhist texts imprinted on it are condensed by the black phoenix divine flame, which shocks people's hearts.

boom!

With the same blow, Mu Heng was defeated, his face was pale, his chest was heaving, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.

This made Mu Zheng and others furious, and they couldn't believe it.

It is simply unimaginable for a layman to suppress the two of them with the supreme inheritance power of their Ksitigarbha Temple!

"Isn't it too embarrassing for you to regard me as a heretic, but lose in the Taoism that you are best at?"

Lin Xunbao looks solemn, with Buddha light flowing all over his body, with a holy and majestic air, more like a Buddhist monk than the Buddhist monk in the Tibetan Temple.

This made Mu Zheng and the others look gloomy.

"Brothers and brothers, it is obvious that this scorpion has carefully cultivated the Taoist scriptures left by Master Du Ji. If it is not eradicated today, the Taoist lineage of my Dizang Temple will be shaken!"

Mu Zheng drinks.

The other monks all said solemnly, "May I take my life to subdue the demons and subdue the demons!"

boom!

The battle broke out, and the eighteen sons of the Ksitigarbha Temple all displayed their own Taoism, and from all directions, they sought to suppress the forest.

In an instant, the Buddha's light was agitated here, and there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and there was a faint reflection of the grand vision of the Buddha chanting sutras.

Here, it is like turning into a Buddhist kingdom!

At the same time, Lin Xun also launched an offensive, the Buddha light spread under his feet, condensed into a ninth-grade black lotus pedestal, and above his head, a black phoenix coiled, screaming for nine days.

"burn!"

A black-clothed monk stepped on a big dragon, and if he descended a dragon, a string of rosary beads glowed in his hand, and the raging fire of the Buddha was transpiring.

Jizo Temple inherits the lotus fire of pure world!

Lin Xun's black eyes were calm, and the light of wisdom flowed between his eyebrows. With a wave of his sleeves, he also responded with a pure lotus fire.

In an instant, the Buddha's light collided, and the black-clothed monk was burned to the ground. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have been drowned in the sea of ​​fire.

This made everyone else even more furious.

Moreover, as the battle continued, Mu Zheng and the others were horrified to discover that no matter what kind of secret technique they used, they would be destroyed by Lin Xun with the same secret technique, and the power was even stronger!

"how can that be?"

Their expressions were cloudy, and their moods were affected.

It's not scary to lose to the enemy. What's scary is that when you lose to the way you are best at it, this blow is the most ruthless!

puff!

Not long after, someone coughed up blood and was bruised by Lin Xun's big mudra.

boom!

Soon, another person was knocked out by Lin Xun's loud shout during the confrontation with the Buddha's sound, and his soul almost collapsed.

At a glance, Lin Xun walks in this area, the Buddha's light is flowing, the lotus tower is guarding, and the black phoenix is ​​coiling.

This made Mu Zheng and the others split their eyes, and their hearts were furious to the point where they couldn't be further. How could this be?

Before, they were heresies one by one, trying to save Lin Xun, and their words were full of indifference and coldness.

But at this time, they are all like frightened birds, their hearts are turbulent, and they have no previous demeanor.

But for Lin Xun, this battle made him realize that the Great Tibetan Silent Sutra written by the Holy Monk Du Ji and the Black Phoenix Holy Queen together is more miraculous and terrifying than he expected!

This sutra, which combines the inheritance of the Earth Tibetan Sutra and the Heihuang lineage, was deduced by the two saints with no wisdom and after endless years.

Is it normal?

It can be said that the mysteries of Taoism that Muzheng and the others have mastered have long been deduced by the holy monks of Du Ji in the Dazang Si Sutra, and have been re-interpreted and sublimated.

Now, all of this is under the control of Lin Xun, and when it is used to deal with Muzheng and them, it can naturally exert incredible power.

It's like, all of Muzheng's secrets have been exposed, and naturally there is no deterrence at all!

Boom!

The battle continued, but the eighteen sons of Ksitigarbha Temple were defeated like a mountain, and were suppressed by Lin Xun.

By this time, they were all wounded and were about to be overwhelmed.

"Here! Do you really think I can't wait for you?"

Mu Zheng roared, his body was stained with blood, and he was seriously injured, like an enraged beast, his brows were full of resentment.

"Combine!"

He shouted, a look of determination flashed across his eyebrows.

The other seventeen sons all uttered the Buddha's name, and their expressions became solemn, cold, and decisive.

In them, a palpitating obscure aura emerged from Qi Qi, which shot straight into the sky, changing the color of the world.

Lin Xun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

"rise!"

Mu Zheng drinks.

Immediately, a mysterious and dense array appeared in this world, like the blooming of the legendary Euclid.

In the next moment, Lin Xun only felt his figure flashed, and suddenly he came to the empty place of Fenxian Ancient City.

Around him, Mu Zheng, Mu Jing, Mu Heng, and other eighteen descendants of the Tibetan temple, each stood in a square pattern, like stepping on a lotus pedestal.

"Xu Mi seals the magic formation?"

Lin Xunchu was startled, but after seeing the mystery, he calmed down.

He had already recognized that the formation formed by Muzheng and the others was also recorded in the Dazang Sutra.

In the city just now, the reason why he was silently besieged should also come from the power of this formation.

"Don't you think that you can deal with me with this formation?"

Lin Xun was a little puzzled.

In fact, he was a little uneasy in his heart, and he was alert, so that he had already been fully alerted physically and mentally, and did not act rashly.

At this time, Mu Zheng's expression seemed a little strange, with determination, resentment, and a kind of indifference and calmness that looked like death.

The same is true for the other seventeen sons!

"Fellow Daoist Lin, the little monk has said before that after we made the decision to deal with you, we no longer care about life and death. As a heretic like you, Cangdu will not spare you. Today, we are destined to be robbed!"

Mu Zheng looked indifferent.

The word "robbery" was bitten very hard by him.

Lin Xun narrowed his black eyes, and with a clanging sound, the broken blade swept out.

The sense of crisis in his heart became more and more serious, and he realized that he couldn't wait any longer, although he didn't know what kind of killer move Mu Zheng and others would resort to.

But, can't wait any longer!

However, at the same time as the broken blade swept out, an obscure aura suddenly burst out from Mu Zheng's body, reaching the sky.

boom!

For no reason, a muffled thunder sounded from the clear sky, its sound was like a divine drum, and it resounded in Lin Xun's heart, causing him to change his color immediately.

The broken blade that he just sacrificed was withdrawn by him without hesitation.

At the same time, in the entire ancient city of Fenxian, countless cultivators only felt a sudden tremor in their hearts, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end, as if they were stared at by the eyes of Cang!

"This is……"

Countless gazes all looked at the sky.

When they saw that Demon God Lin was alone and surrounded by eighteen monks, many cultivators were stunned and almost couldn't believe it.

"It's a descendant of Ksitigarbha Temple!"

Someone screamed out, causing great turmoil.

From a very early time, there were rumors that the descendants of Ksitigarbha Temple regarded the Lin Demon God as the number one heresy and wanted to overthrow him.

But no one thought that this scene would actually happen!

The whole city was buzzing.

I don't know how much shock and uproar sounded.

There are only three days left until the passage to the Nine Realms is closed. When everyone is wondering why Lin Moshen has not taken action, he sees such a scene. Who can not be surprised?

There was a sensation in the city, but the sky was suppressed and chilled.

Lin Xun's black eyes flickered with cold light, and he looked over from Mu Zheng and the others, and finally turned his eyes to the sky above his head.

There, the azure blue void has been covered by a layer of black ink, a thick and boundless robbery cloud, exuding an aura that is enough to suppress and tremble in the world.

It's so depressing, it's hard to breathe!

Those restless and uproared cultivators in the city shuddered at the moment, their whole bodies softened, this... This is a sign that the calamity is about to come!

In the sky, the robbery clouds gathered more and more. It was originally day, but at this time, it was like falling into eternal night, and the world was drowsy.

"You don't hesitate to attract your own king's way and calamity, shouldn't you want to kill me with the power of tribulation thunder?"

Lin Xun's black hair was flying, his eyes were full of cold divine light, and his clothes were screeching.

Mu Zheng looked indifferent, nodded and said: "Yes, we have already known that Lin Daoyou's combat power is beyond my generation. Only with the help of this Cang's calamity power, may we be able to save Daoist friends."

As he said that, he pointed to the calamity cloud in the sky, and said, "Look, when the calamity thunder comes, it is destined to cover this place. Although it is my calamity, you are destined to be difficult to escape!"

With the power of calamity, kill the Demon God Lin!

The cultivators in the city sucked in cold air and felt chills all over their bodies. The descendants of this Ksitigarbha Temple are simply too cruel, and they want to burn the jade and stone with the forest demon god!

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Lin Xun's expression was icy cold. At this moment, he completely understood what Mu Zheng and the others were thinking, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

No wonder these bald donkeys in Ksitigarbha Temple are feared by the world. In order to achieve their goals, they can even give up their lives. They are too cruel and crazy!

"If you can use my life to save fellow Daoists, even if you die, for me, it's no different from going to the Paradise of Elysium."

Mu Zheng's expression became firmer and more determined.

Lin Xun took a deep breath and swept his eyes, but found that the other seventeen sons all had an obscure aura, communicating with the sky, obviously at this moment, triggering his own kingly calamity.

Eighteen people, the calamity of the eighteenth king's way, is about to come together in this area!

Lin Xun's heart sank.

There is no chance to escape, all directions are people who have transcended tribulation, and this area is blocked with the "Xu Mi Sealing Magic Array".

Not to mention breaking the formation, just approaching the past, you will be contaminated by the catastrophe, how can you escape?

This is the lore game!

: Have you ever seen the protagonist kill an enemy with a calamity, have you seen anyone killed by the enemy with a calamity?

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