Valkyrie

Chapter 1041 Joining forces to kill the Holy King
Between heaven and earth, the battle is raging!Lingxu wants to leave this battlefield...

pity.

He was wrong.

In front of the mighty Holy Emperor, even if they have a little bit of thought, they can block any way of Lingxu, no matter what means Lingxu has, it will be useless.

Because it's absolutely powerful!

Therefore, when Lingxu's figure disappeared within a few breaths, he bumped into the invisible rune light curtain, revealing his whole figure.

Jun Qingcheng came after him to help Lingxu up.

Lingxu smiled slightly, looked up at the two people fighting in the void, and asked for the first time: "Who am I?"

until now.

Lingxu just asked this question for the first time.

If he is Lingxu, the chief elder brother of the spiritual generation with the most intelligent roots in the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom, then he will be scrambled by the other three ancient clans as early as when he first started his career in the world of mortals.

Why not before?

Why now?
Who is Lin Huang?
Afterwards, Lingxu said Amitabha, suppressing many doubts in his heart.He turned his head, looked in another direction, and then said to Jun Qingcheng: "Miss Qingcheng, I wonder if that person is from the Xingtian Temple or the Xuantian God Clan?"

Just as Lingxu's words fell, a dark streamer suddenly appeared in the east of the two of them.

The two stared slightly, and only then did they see the figure in the streamer clearly.

I saw a peerless warrior wearing a pitch-black armor, wearing a helmet with a beast head covering his face, holding a pitch-black spear, and straddling a dragon horse with pitch-black flames coming through the air...

In an instant.

That peerless warrior has already rushed into the battle circle between Qingfengzi and Heisha Tianjun.

With just one shot, the imprisoning seal in the entire space was completely disintegrated, making the rune seal that had previously stopped Lin Huang disappear.

"That's... it should be the leader of the eighteen Xingtian gods who haven't been born in my Xingtian temple for a hundred years... Jun Yegui!"

Looking at the mighty and dark man with the aura of a peerless warrior, Jun Qingcheng seemed a little astonished.She didn't expect that even a god general who hadn't been born for a hundred years and could be called the background of Xingtian Temple appeared!

"Punishment God General?"

Lingxu repeated, and then put his hands together, "It seems that the little monk is still very important! Even Jun Yegui appeared... Back then, when he became famous in the first battle, the little monk and Li Taixuan had just stepped into this world of mortals! "

As he said that, Lingxu's footsteps were not slow at all, and he disappeared in place again.

Jun Qingcheng was extremely angry, and chased after Lingxu's figure, "You can only go to Xingtian Temple now, otherwise no one will be able to protect you!"

In the space barrier, Lingxu didn't pay any attention, just shook his head.

He knew that only when he went to Xingtian Temple would anyone be unable to protect himself!

So, like a shooting star, he headed towards the west side of Xingtian Temple...

hum.

However, the two chased back and forth for only three thousand miles, and there was a huge roar in front of them.A huge formation appeared in front of the two of them, and the formation extended to gradually form an isolated space, imprisoning the two of them.

Afterwards, the formation was running, and tens of thousands of formations appeared on it. The blood-red formation light covered the entire space, filled with a palpitating killing atmosphere.

"Spirit Race!"

Jun Qingcheng exclaimed, and looked up at a bloody figure above the formation space.

It was a man who looked extremely old. He was as thin as a stick, with a hunched body, making him look very short.Holding a blood-colored snake stick in his hand, he stared at the two men with dark eyes, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

"I didn't expect that the battle between the three powerful ancient clans would actually give me a big deal!"

The old man's voice was hoarse and filled with the coldness of a poisonous snake.

He looked at Lingxu and Jun Qingcheng like two dead people.

At this moment, Lingxu also raised his head, looked at the rickety old man above his head, but smiled slightly, "Amitabha, it turns out that only the Zhenling clan looked down on the little monk, and the three ancient clans all sent powerful men in the realm of the Holy Emperor to capture the little monk. The Spirit Race is a holy king!"

"Hey... the little bald donkey, you actually look down on my spirit race. Although the old man is only in the realm of a saint king, he has already walked fifty steps, and he is more proficient in all the killing arrays in this world. Killing an ordinary saint king is like Butcher chickens and dogs!"

The stooped old man sneered.

"Amitabha, that's the old benefactor who hasn't met the poor monk yet!"

Lingxu clasped his hands together, and suddenly sat cross-legged in the formation space.

Beside Lingxu, Jun Qingcheng had disappeared, and she was hidden in the long river of time without a trace.

Outside the formation space, the old man felt something was wrong sensitively, and stomped the bloody snake stick in his hand!
In the next instant, in the entire blood-colored killing space, countless blood-colored sword lights rolled out horizontally and drowned the little monk of Lingxu...

"Is this the killing formation that the old benefactor talked about?"

Suddenly, Lingxu's calm voice resounded amidst the torrential blade light, "I also had a while here, I don't know how it compares to the killing array of the old benefactor?"

Before he finished speaking, the sword light that had drowned Lingxu spread out in an instant.

The crooked old man frowned, and saw Lingxu sitting cross-legged in the air, under him, a blood-colored formation slowly swept away... There was no strong sense of attack when the formation flowed.But it made Lingxu above the formation full of murderous aura.

Gradually……

The compassion and peace on Lingxu's face were gone.

Instead, there is a sense of ruthless violence and killing!
"Amitabha……"

The little monk Lingxu stood up and recited Amitabha, but his Amitabha did not have the slightest mercy, but was full of judgment.

In the next moment, Lingxu rushed upwards.

Boom.

He directly broke through the killing formation of the rickety old man, and punched the latter.

"Unbelievable!"

The rickety old man smiled coldly, and shot out the blood-colored snake staff in his hand, which instantly turned into a huge dragon python and devoured it towards the spirit void.

"Old benefactor, farewell!"

Seeing the Jiao Mang attacking and attacking, Lingxu hurriedly backed away, but there was a merciful smile on his face.

Just as he finished speaking, a section of green blade quietly pierced through the crooked old man's neck.

The old man froze in place for a moment, his face full of disbelief.

He turned around with great difficulty, looked at Jun Qingcheng with a cold face, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then fell to the ground and died!

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the crooked old man who died suddenly, Lingxu was full of unbearable, and recited the Buddha's words to save the latter.

"Brother Lin Huang, I am very powerful now!"

Jun Qingcheng appeared in front of Lingxu, waving the long sword in his hand, and smiled half-threateningly.

"Miss Qingcheng, killing people is not good!"

Lingxu said sadly.

Jun Qingcheng curled her lips and muttered, "Fake monk!"

"Miss Qingcheng, you really need to leave quickly. The people from the three ancient clans will come after you soon, I won't hurt you, little monk!"

Lingxu continued.

"Since you don't want to go to Xingtian Temple, then don't go! Wherever you go, I will go!"

Jun Qingcheng put away his long sword and settled for Lingxu.

Lingxu was sullen and stopped talking.

"How about I take you somewhere?"

Jun Qingcheng then suggested, "Just to the west of Xingtian Temple..."

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Lingxu suddenly spoke, interrupting Jun Qingcheng's words.

He turned around, stared at Jun Qingcheng seriously, and said: "Girl Qingcheng, this little monk is a member of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Heaven. He understands the world of mortals and studies the world and life and death. Wherever I go, God will naturally guide me. You don't need a girl to tell me!"

When speaking, Lingxu stood in the Buddha's palm in front of his chest, with his four fingers clasped inwards, except for his index finger pointing straight up to the sky!
(End of this chapter)