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Chapter 218 The Holy Son dies, and the destiny returns to Fahai! 【3 updates】

Chapter 218 The Holy Son dies, and the destiny returns to Fahai! 【Third update】

After saying that, without any hesitation, the fairy sword flew out directly.

Huan Jie's pupils shrank sharply, and in shock and anger, he quickly raised the protective Buddha's light.

However, even the Mahainichi Buddha Lotus Skill could not block the opponent's sword.

What's more, it's the Buddha's light that rises at the end of the crossbow?

Clang!
The protective golden light exploded directly into pieces.

The fairy sword pierced Huan Jie's heart and pushed him thousands of feet away. Along the way, his body was knocked into a deep groove. Golden blood spilled all over the ground, giving the dark red soil a faint sacred feeling.

But Huan Jie is like an immortal falling from the clouds.

Stared at the ground by the fairy sword, he screamed miserably, unable to break free, showing his utter embarrassment.

When the tree demon grandma saw this scene, she was shocked and frightened.

The last time under the Taoist priest's Five Thunder Method, it had already given birth to the seeds of fear.

Seeing him killing so decisively at this time, I couldn't help but feel frightened in my heart. I looked around quietly, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

Lin Heng, on the other hand, just glanced at it indifferently.

"Stay well and don't try to escape."

"Pindao won't kill you today."

After saying that, he walked straight towards Huan Jie.

At that time, the little holy son of Mount Sumeru, who was confident that he could defeat Fahai at his age before coming down the mountain, was completely panicked at this moment.

Last time, in order to escape from the hands of the two great foundations, he had to use the precious treasure of his life.

But this time, there was no way to escape.

"No...don't kill the poor monk."

"It was the poor monk who was wrong before. If you need any compensation, tell the poor monk."

"The poor monk is the contemporary holy son of Mount Sumeru. Whatever you want, the poor monk can give it to you!!"

Huan Jie, who was nailed to the ground, no longer dared to say any cruel words. Facing this ruthless man who was so bold that he dared to destroy Jinshan Temple alone, he could only beg for mercy in fear.

no way.

The guy in front of me was ruthless and decisive.

Huan Jie really felt that death was approaching.

"Calm down, Taoist Priest, you must calm down!"

"Really, if you kill this poor monk, you will be in trouble."

"The strength of Little Sumeru Mountain is beyond your imagination. Let the poor monk go. As long as you let the poor monk go, you will get whatever you want!"

He was half threatening and half tempting, with a slight tremor in his voice.

But Lin Heng's eyes were indifferent. His eyes fell behind his only remaining arm. Without hesitation, he turned his hand into a heavenly sword and chopped it down with one strike.

The arm flew into the sky, splashing golden blood, and a Buddhist golden bowl containing terrifying power fell out.

Lin Heng had no expression on his face and shot the golden bowl into the distance with a snap of his fingers.

With a bang.

The golden bowl exploded, and Buddha's light rushed out and spread in all directions.

The place instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, with billowing heat waves that twisted the void.

Huan Jie's face turned pale, ignoring the severe pain of his arm being chopped off, and hurriedly shouted in horror towards the battlefield in the distance:
"My lord, save me!"

"Sir, save me!!"

Over there, the Venerable Guangming, who was fighting with the old Black Mountain demon until the world was in a state of drowsiness, was shaken and his eyes hurriedly fell back here.

After seeing the Holy Son being nailed to the ground by a fairy sword, he immediately let out a sound of thunder and shouted at the indifferent Taoist priest in front of the Holy Son:
"If you kill him, there will be no place for you to be buried anywhere in the world!"

This roar shook the sky and caused the earth to tremble.

The rolling sound waves spread nearly a thousand miles.

It shocked countless practitioners and raised their heads to look at the battlefield.

But Lin Heng just raised his eyebrows, showed a hint of coldness to the Lord Guangming over there, and responded indifferently:
"Unfortunately, I don't like being threatened the most in my life!"

"This son, die!"

boom!
Before Huan Jie could react, Sentai's physical body was directly blasted by Lin Heng's punch.

But the next second, a ball of blazing golden light came out.

The villain was wrapped in the golden light, and it turned out to be Huan Jie with a frightened expression.After leaving his physical body, he shot directly in the direction of Lord Guangming.

However, Lin Heng had already expected that the moment he destroyed Huan Jie's body, the fairy sword was already in his hand.

See golden light coming out.

He slashed it with his sword without hesitation.

The cold light illuminated the Black Mountain, and the sword energy went straight for tens of thousands of feet with a puff.

The golden light was cut in half.

The villain inside let out a scream, and then completely perished under the furious gaze of Lord Guangming.

Huan Jie has fallen.

Fallen cleanly.

Until his death, he could not understand why his talent, which surpassed that of Fa Hai, could so easily end in death.

Before coming out of the mountain, he thought that he would be like Fahai back then, invincible when he was born, sweeping away all enemies, and then ascending to the upper world under the gaze of everyone.

But who would have expected it.

The first time he went out of the mountain, he almost died.

This second time directly became the last time...

……

On the other side, Xiao Xumi Mountain at this time.

In the small Leiyin Temple where the mist is misty and the fairy spirit is steaming.

A monk suddenly came quickly.

"Saint teacher..."

The monk took a deep breath and said: "The Holy Son's Luck Buddha Lotus has withered!"

what?
As soon as these words came out, all the elders in the hall looked shocked.

Only the Saint Master above the cloud seemed to have expected it. His face was expressionless and he said calmly:
"This disaster is destined, he cannot escape."

"This……"

The elders looked at each other with complicated expressions.

"The Holy Son has the destiny of Buddhism..."

Saint Master Yun Danfengqing said: "His luck should return to the sea of ​​​​fa."

……

Black Mountain battlefield.

The fall of Huan Jie made Lord Guangming furious.

But he couldn't pull away.

The old monster from Montenegro cracked the void with his fists, and there was no room for him to be distracted.

He could only continue to fight against the old demon from Montenegro.

Lin Heng walked straight towards the tree demon.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, where Huan Jie was killed, a golden Buddha lotus suddenly floated slowly.

Lin Heng frowned and tried to grab it.

But like fishing for the moon in the water, the golden Buddha lotus flew directly behind the tree demon grandma.

With a whoosh, it disappeared into the void.

"what's the situation?"

Lin Heng looked confused.

Grandma Dryad also didn’t know why.

On the contrary, there were ripples there, and the beauty scroll appeared out of thin air. Nie Xiaoqian jumped out of it, and then said to the tree demon eagerly:
"Grandma, it's not good. Fa Hai was empowered by a golden lotus, and his body seems to be split!"

"what?"

Grandma Dryad's expression changed drastically.

The next second, Nie Xiaoqian pulled out little Fa Hai, whose body was burning with golden flames.

 It was delivered in the middle of the night, and it was a little over ten minutes late. The handsome guy apologized, and please forgive me!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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