The Prodigies War

The building on the top of the mountain is getting colder and colder.

The heavenly ladder of the main road has become a channel to the upper nine realms. Practitioners who are not qualified to enter are also doomed to be unable to enter the top building.

Moreover, half a month has passed since the opening of Shangjiu territory. Almost all the strong who are qualified to enter Shangjiu territory have left.

The same is true in the fairy world.

The avenue competes for the front, racing against time, and time is naturally extremely precious.

Therefore, there were few Lintian like this. He had already ranked first in the ladder of the avenue, but he had not entered the upper ninth realm so far.

This makes the monks in the city feel very strange. Lin demon God... What are you waiting for?

For those great forces in the city, they felt a burst of depression. If Lin demon God didn't go for a day, they couldn't be at ease for a day.

Lintian didn't care about these.

No one knows that he is just waiting for an opportunity. Therefore, whether he is in the three thousand boundary or the upper nine boundary, there is no big difference for him.

However, it is certainly impossible for him to give up the opportunity to enter Shangjiu territory!

In the upper nine realms, there is the fate of heaven that sealed the ages, and there are also unexpected opportunities. Even if it is a great attraction to the king at the top.

Moreover, in Shangjiu territory, there are many enemies waiting for him. If he doesn't go, he will not only be unable to kill the enemy, but also be regarded as afraid!

"Alu hasn't returned yet. It seems that he has gone to Shangjiu territory..."

"What about the old clam? When will he come out of the burning Valley?"

In the temple, Lin xunxing sat quietly and thought.

Finally, he decided that before the channel of shangjiujing was closed, the old clam would not appear again, and he would go alone.

Soon, Lintian sighed softly. He had been waiting for many days, but the opportunity of promotion never really came.

"Do you really have to go to Shangjiu territory to wait for this opportunity?"

Lintian frowned.

Waiting means being passive.

He doesn't like this passive feeling most.

In particular, this kind of waiting is also related to whether he can be promoted to the top King state!

With the passage of time, there are only three days left before the shangjiujing channel is closed.

Lintian could not stand the passive waiting, so he got up and walked out of the temple and wandered aimlessly in the street.

Burning immortal city is still very prosperous and lively.

However, Lintian had nothing to do with the excitement. He was alone, pacing the streets, wondering whether to go out of the city and go to the burning valley.

Huh?

Suddenly, Lintian stopped and turned around.

Behind him, a big blackbird in the shape of a black phoenix, with a big iron pot in its claws, was secretly planning to sneak from behind.

Seeing this, the big blackbird swished away the black pot. It was not embarrassed at all. The old God was there and said calmly, "ha, little brother, we meet again."

Lintian sneered: "yes, the way we meet each other is so special."

The big blackbird said with a smile, "Hey, some old problems can't be changed for a moment, as long as the little brother doesn't take any blame."

With that, he soared into the air with a whoosh, flapping his wings at an incredible speed, and swept away towards the top building in the distance.

"Big black, why did you wait until now?" Lintian asked loudly.

The big blackbird is so weird. Every time we meet, it's like being a thief. It's abnormal to leave without a word.

"You'd better care about yourself. You don't know when the disaster is coming!"

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the big blackbird's voice.

Lintian's black eyes were frozen. When he was about to ask further, the big black bird with obscene smell had already rushed into the top building and disappeared.

Obviously, it has gone to Shangjiu.

Catastrophe?

Lintian frowned, and soon he found something wrong.

On the nearby streets, I don't know when it started, it was empty. There was no figure. It was cold and empty.

His divine consciousness spread, but only within a thousand feet, he was isolated!

Array?

Lintian's dark eyes were cold, and his solitary figure was shining, and an invisible power spread.

"Lin Daoyou, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

In the distant void, a monk in black emerged.

He has a fair complexion and holds 18 Black rosary beads. His eyebrows and eyes are clear, his forehead is full, and his figure is as tall as a pine. However, there is a palpitating cold and indifferent color in his expression.

Mu Zheng!

One of the eighteen sons of dizang!

At a glance, Lintian recognized each other's identity.

In the dilapidated ancient temple below the boundary river, he once had a conflict with muzheng. He also heard that Le girl from Wutian sect, the holy hiding place, said the origin of the eighteen sons of dizang temple.

"Wait for me?"

Lintian smiled. Maybe this was what the big blackbird said "great disaster is coming".

He said: "I've heard that your dizang Temple regards me as the number one heresy and wants to surpass me. So, when you appear here, you're going to do so?"

Mu Zheng folded his hands and announced the Buddha's name, saying, "Lin Daoyou's eyes are like a torch."

Lintian smiled: "if so, let others come out."

Mu Zheng's eyes flashed a different color, which seemed unexpected. Lintian could detect it. Then he nodded and said, "Lin Daoyou has the power of the devil and has unparalleled combat power. I'm not sure to defeat Lin Daoyou alone."

Then he said in a deep voice, "senior brothers and junior brothers, please come out and see me."

As soon as the voice fell, figures appeared in different directions around Lintian.

They were all dressed in black monk clothes and holding rosary beads. They looked solemn. A total of 17 people stood in silence, but they gave people a dignified momentum.

Eighteen people, just like the eighteen great Arhats with fruit positions standing on the blood sea of corpse mountain!

This is the eighteen sons of dizang temple, which is divided into three parts: six knowledge, six roots and six dust. They represent the eighteen top figures who cast the golden body of Luohan. Each master a town inheritance.

Lintian looked as calm as before, but a cold light flashed in his eyes and said, "your dizang temple really thinks highly of me. Even the eighteen sons went out together, but you don't worry about all the blood today?"

Mu Zheng looked cold and indifferent and said, "the Buddha said, I don't go to hell. Whoever goes to hell, I don't care about life and death now that I show up today."

The other 17 monks in black also looked indifferent.

Obviously, they came prepared!

The atmosphere suddenly became desolate.

In the open street and the silent atmosphere, Lintian was alone and besieged by 18 heirs of dizang temple. This picture seemed depressing.

"Why did you choose to do it at this time?" Lintian frowned and was puzzled.

"If we let our Taoist friends enter the Shangjiu realm, we are afraid that we will have no chance to surpass our Taoist friends." Wood is looking very magnanimous.

But it is this magnanimous, but chilling.

Lintian's black eyes narrowed and said, "I asked myself that I didn't have a deep hatred with dizang temple. Why are you targeting me like this?"

In fact, he had already known the answer from the big blackbird, and now he just wanted to confirm it again.

Mu Zheng said calmly, "don't you understand, Taoist friends? You robbed the Taoist Scriptures and a piece of Bodhi wood left by our ancestor Duji of dizang temple. In order to protect the inheritance of the sect from leakage, we can only make such a bad decision."

Lin was puzzled. He looked a little contemptuous and said, "muzheng, you know the original thing best. I got this sutra and Bodhi wood by chance. How can I rob it?"

"If so, the fortune and opportunities in the top of the mountain are not from your dizang temple. Why do you want to compete?"

Speaking of this, Lintian smiled silently. His black eyes glanced at the eighteen children present, and gently spit out three words: "do you want a face?"

Sound like thunder!

At this time, Ruchu said, "why do you change your face?"

Immediately, he said, "of course, we don't want to be friends too much. Just hand over the Taoist Scriptures and Bodhi wood and abandon our cultivation. We will leave a way for Taoist friends with compassion."

Lin Xun was stunned at first, then lost his voice and said with a smile, "what a bald thief. I didn't expect you to say such shameless words."

"I'm serious. Please think twice." Wood is indifferent way, look ancient well not wave, a winning ticket in hand posture.

"Please think twice!"

The other 17 monks in black also spoke together, with great voices and solemn faces.

Lintian's eyes were filled with cold murders, and he was completely angered.

These bald donkeys, one by one, have a high sounding voice and speak of compassion. In fact, this hypocritical manner is disgusting, not even a real villain!

"Lin is not talented, but also refined some Buddhist and Taoist secrets. Today we should see who surpasses who!"

Lintian took a deep breath and opened his mouth. Suddenly, there was a solemn Zen smell.

This is the power of Da Zang Ji Jing!

Mu Zheng and others narrowed their eyes slightly, and finally did not calm down. They keenly noticed that Lintian was surging with a similar breath, but with a different charm.

"It's really a heresy!"

Mu Zheng and others all have electricity in their eyes, like an angry Buddha. The black monk robe makes a sound of hunting, and a terrible killing gas appears.

"Do it, go beyond this son!"

A monk with a thick skeleton and a resolute look fought out, and a grand and surging black Buddha light appeared all over his body.

As soon as he cut out his name Mu Jing and folded his hands together, a statue of Weituo suddenly appeared on his head. He looked powerful, stepped into the air and punched Lin xunzhen.

Dicangsi town World Heritage - Weituo's anger!

Boom!

The majestic Buddha Dharma phase blooms boundless Buddha light. When you press the fist, the strength of the fist condenses into a lotus shape, which seems to purify and surpass all things, powerful and boundless.

However, Lintian sneered, his hands folded, and a statue of Weituo also appeared on his head!

The difference is that the whole body of this dharma is burning with black phoenix fire, and there is an air of domineering destruction in its ferocity.

In addition, when one punch is hit, the strength of the punch is interpreted as a lotus. In the center of the lotus, there is a black phoenix flying in the bath fire, which seems to want to strike nine days!

Dong!

The two Vedas collided with each other. It was as if two gods and men were fighting each other. They burst into immeasurable light and roared for nine days.

Wei Tuo is only destroyed by the black fire!

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PS: don't worry, Lin demon will be promoted soon!