Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 69
Of course Lin Xi was not unprepared.

He had sensed something was wrong a long time ago, so he kept some backhands.

It's just not the time to start it yet.

On the surface, he was playing with Monk Xumi.

But in fact, the one who really guides the fate of Monk Xumi is the divine monk Miaokong in the Great Mituo Temple.

Before Divine Monk Miaokong reveals his true face completely from behind the mist, Lin Xi will not use his hole cards at will.

At this moment on the battlefield, because of the addition of Xumi and 'Miaoqin', there was a lot of confusion.

Whether it was the demons that rushed towards Xumi, or the Tianyin Pavilion disciples and righteous monks who were close at hand, they were all turned into powder one after another in Monk Xumi's half-demon state.

Although he has just entered the Nascent Soul Realm, but in this special state, the combat power he displays can even be compared to a real Nascent Soul.

"is her!"

"Isn't she already out of her wits?" Although he was seriously injured, the real Guanyue still participated in the battle. Looking at the Miaoqin flying and jumping between the cables, he finally sensed who the aura that was different from Miaoqin belonged to. .

At this time, Monk Xumi unexpectedly jumped into the group of monsters and rushed towards the skin-changing old lady.

The skin-changing mother-in-law was betrayed, and her mind, which was originally blinded by the love spell, showed signs of breaking free.

Seeing the real Monk Xumi again at this moment, when facing his crazy, cold and heartless eyes, he completely wakes up.

"How dare you lie to me like this, little monk... you will die!" Granny Changpi's anger was a kind of madness emanating from the depths of her heart.

For her, this battle was unnecessary.

It was all because of this monk, and she not only lost the treasury accumulated over 3000 years, but also offended all the good and evil monks in Leizhou.

Even if she escaped today's catastrophe by chance, there would be no place for her in Leizhou, so she could only abandon her 3000-year-old lair and flee to other places with her own bones.

In mid-air, Sen Luo ghost energy collided with the black and golden Buddha shadow.

The sputtered energy scattered on the battlefield, harvesting and taking away some little monks who were still fighting.

Granny Changpi screamed, the ghostly aura all over her body seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, constantly emitting smoke and bubbling air bubbles.

Monk Xumi is holding a Buddhist bead, with a face like an evil ghost, reciting the Diamond Sutra, and the illusioned Dharma image is a ghostly shadow covering the sky.

"There is a World Honored One, the devil said such a profound classic, I have gained wisdom from the past, but I have never heard such a scripture..." Monk Xumi's magic power swelled, and he had already sublimated into madness.

Compared with Lin Xi, the shame of the demon, he looks more like a demon through and through.

Reckless, insolent, and decisive.

The white monk's robe, rendered in black by the majestic black true essence, has already been rendered black.

All the Buddhist instruments that Lin Xi collected from Granny Changpi had their properties reversed, turning them into magical treasures with profound evil spirits.

"As I have heard, everything should have the Dharma, just like my Dharma. When I have such a heart, I should destroy all sentient beings. I have saved all sentient beings and there is no one who has truly passed away." The black Buddha's light splattered, and the entire battlefield was in a state of shock. being wrapped.

The sword case behind Yan Beichou deformed, a total of 72 slender flying swords flew out of the sword case, forming a sword array, outlining the sky full of aura, turning into sword energy and falling down.

Fairy Ehuang danced wonderfully in the sky, sprinkled the rain of spirits all over the sky, nourished those righteous monks who were injured by Monk Xumi, and expelled the evil energy that invaded their bodies.

The celestial master sat in the middle of the town, watching Monk Xumi, but he was vigilant and guarded against something, and never made a move.

boom!
Yan Beichou's sword array was actually bounced away by the resilient black Buddha light.

Lin Xi was distressed to find that the negative emotions he collected had burned nearly 50 points.

Monk Xumi's aura is still rising.

Almost every moment he breathed, he took a step forward to advance his cultivation.

The Buddha baby, who had just entered the Yuanying realm, had grown to six inches, which was not far from the Yuanshen one foot away.

When the Nascent Soul passes one foot and survives the catastrophe of thunder and thunder in the world, it means that the condensed three souls and seven souls are no longer Yin gods, but Yang gods... and also Yuanshen, who can leave the body and travel infinitely.

The black lotus whisk swept across the sky and earth, and tied up Granny Changpi.

Monk Xumi's slender fingers directly grabbed the soul of Granny Changpi, and pulled her soul out of the red wax body.

Then the body of the red wax was carried by the monk Xumi and flew to the Miaoqin dancing between the steel cables.

On Miaoqin's body, streams of red smoke came out, forming a vague shadow, walking towards Monk Xumi, and escaping into the body in the arms of Monk Xumi.

Click!

It's like a mechanical puppet, infused with a soul.

The fleshy body of red wax began to do various twisted postures stiffly.

"Sure enough it's not enough... Your world and earth souls are broken. Even if you arouse the residual consciousness in your body, it's just recovering some human souls. With the remnant souls you protect for Miaoqin, you are missing a lot after all. But don't be afraid Let me take her two souls of heaven and earth and make them perfect for you, and cross you out of the sea of ​​suffering." After that, Monk Xumi grabbed Miaoqin and was about to pull out her two souls of heaven and earth.

"Thief monk! Dare!" Daoist Guanyue suddenly jumped to Miaoqin's side, and Chang Xiao in his hand attacked Monk Xumi with a whistling sound.

At this moment... Monk Xumi's Nascent Soul has swelled to nine inches.

Above the sky, there is a faint flash of thunder.

No matter how fierce and masculine the cultivation method is, the essence of the Nascent Soul is a yin god, and it is a yin attribute.

Once the breath leaks out and leaves the body, it will attract the yang energy in the world to condense and turn into thunder.

Boom!

The first thunder light fell towards Master Guanyue and Monk Xumi at the same time.

Monk Xumi lifted the sky with one hand, crushed the thunder, twisted the thunderbolts in the palm of his hand, kneaded them into thunder pills, and swallowed them with Yuanying.

The nine-inch Nascent Soul grew another point.

Daodao thunder fell, and Daodao was subdued and swallowed by Monk Xumi.

He not only breaks the pill into a baby within a day, but also transforms the nascent baby into a nascent spirit within one day.

Daoist Guanyue suddenly felt a little scared.

He looked at the strange monk Xumi, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Then I saw the monk Xumi, carrying the thunderbolt, rushing towards him, holding the Buddha's seal in his hand, but he looked like a madman, extremely terrifying.

Subconsciously, Master Guanyue took a step back.

After meeting again, he was directly sent flying by Monk Xumi's Great Vajra Fist.

Perhaps the one that is more domineering and insane than the Great Vajra Fist... is no longer the Great Vajra Fist, but should be called the Great Crazy Demon Fist.

There really is a lot of magic hidden in Buddhist techniques.

It's more like, the original demon was bound in the framework of the precepts, and when the framework was abandoned, the bondage was abandoned, and the precepts were abolished, the evil ghosts of Avici Hell were released.

Miaoqin still fell into the palm of Monk Xumi.

At this time, Miaoqin seems to have recovered herself.

She was looking at Xu Mi obsessively, but also had a rare clarity.

All kinds of things in the past flashed before my eyes again and again, but they were no longer longing and anticipation, but the cold sweat on my back.

It exactly corresponds to the sentence: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such."

　There is more to add, everyone wait a moment!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)