The top building is getting more and more deserted.

The Great Dao Heavenly Ladder has turned into a passage to the Upper Nine Realms, and cultivators who are not qualified to enter are also destined to be unable to enter the Peerless Tower.

Moreover, half a month has passed since the opening of the Upper Nine Realms, but almost all the strong people who are qualified to enter the Upper Nine Realms have already left.

The same is true in the Immortal Burning Realm.

Time is invaluable.

Therefore, there are very few Lin Xun like this, who has already ranked first in the Great Dao Heavenly Ladder, but he has not yet entered the Upper Nine Realm.

This made all the cultivators in the city feel extremely strange, and the Forest Demon God ...... What exactly are you waiting for?

As for the big forces in the city, they felt a burst of depression, if the Lin Demon God didn't leave, they wouldn't be able to feel at ease for a day.

None of these have caused Lin Xun to care.

No one knew that he was just waiting for an opportunity, so whether it was in the Three Thousand Realms or the Upper Nine Realms, there was not much difference to him.

However, of course, he couldn't give up the opportunity to enter the Upper Nine Realms!

In the Upper Nine Realms, there are anti-heaven creations that have sealed the eternal years, and there are also unexpected opportunities, even if they are extremely attractive to the king of the pinnacle.

Moreover, in the Upper Nine Realms, there are still many enemies waiting for him, if he doesn't go, not only will he not be able to kill the enemy, but he will also be regarded as feared!

"Aru hasn't returned yet, it seems that he should have gone to the Upper Nine Realms......"

"What about the old clam, when will he come out of the Burning Sky Valley?"

In the temple, Lin Xun sat quietly and pondered.

Eventually, he made a decision that until the passage to the Upper Nine Realms was closed, the old clam would never appear again, and he would go on his way alone.

Immediately, Lin Xun sighed softly, he had been waiting for many days, but that ray of opportunity to advance had never really come.

"Could it be that you really have to go to the Upper Nine Realms to wait for this opportunity?"

Lin Xun frowned slightly.

Waiting, means passive.

He was the least fond of this feeling of passivity.

In particular, this kind of waiting is also related to whether he can advance to the Peerless King Realm!

Time passed, and there were only three days left before the closing of the Upper Nine Realms Passage.

Lin Xun couldn't bear this passive waiting, so he got up, walked out of the temple, and wandered aimlessly through the streets.

Burning Immortal City is still very prosperous and lively.

It's just that these bustles have nothing to do with Lin Xun, he is alone, pacing the streets, thinking in his heart whether to go out of the city and go to the Burning Sky Valley to have a look.

Well?

Suddenly, Lin Xun paused, and Huo Ran turned around.

Behind it, a big black bird resembling a black phoenix, carrying a large iron pot in its paws, was sneakily planning to sneak attack from behind.

Seeing this, the big black bird put away the black cauldron with a swish, not embarrassed at all, the old god was there, and said calmly: "Ha, little brother, we meet again." ”

Lin Xun sneered: "Yes, the way we meet every time is so special." ”

The big black bird smiled: "Hey, some old problems can't be changed for a while, as long as the little brother is not strange." ”

As he spoke, he swooped into the air, his wings flapping, and his speed was incredibly fast, and he swept towards the top of the tower in the distance.

"Da Hei, why didn't you leave until now?" Lin Xun asked loudly.

This big black bird is so weird, every time they meet, they are like being a thief, and they slip away without saying a word, which is very abnormal.

"You still care about yourself, you don't know that the disaster is coming!"

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the Great Blackbird's voice.

Lin Xun's black eyes froze, and when he was about to inquire further, this big black bird that exuded an obscene aura everywhere had already rushed into the top building and disappeared.

Obviously, it has traveled to the Upper Nine Realms.

Catastrophe is coming?

Lin Xun frowned, and in an instant, he realized that something was wrong.

The nearby streets, at some point, were empty, without a single figure, deserted, and empty.

His divine consciousness spread, but only within a thousand zhang range, he was cut off!

Formation?

Lin Xun's black eyes were cold, and his lonely figure was steaming with brilliant Dao light, and an invisible power spread out.

"Lin Daoyou, we've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

In the void in the distance, a black-clothed monk emerged.

He had a fair complexion, holding eighteen black prayer beads, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, his forehead was full, and his figure was as tall as a green pine, but there was a cold and indifferent color in his expression.

Kimasa!

One of the Eighteen Sons of Jizo!

At a glance, Lin Xun recognized the identity of the other party.

In the ruined ancient temple under the Jiehe River, he had a conflict with Mu Zheng, and he also heard the Le girl from the Heavenly Sect in the Holy Hidden Land talk about the origin of the eighteen sons of the Jizo Temple.

"Wait for me?"

Lin Xun smiled, this may be what the big black bird said "a catastrophe is coming".

He said, "I've heard that your Jizo Monastery regards me as the number one heretic and wants to overtake me, so you are planning to do this when you appear here?"

Mu Zheng clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha horn, and said: "Lin Daoyou's eyes are like torches. ”

Lin Xun smiled: "In this case, let the others come out too." ”

A hint of color flashed in Mu Zheng's eyes, as if he didn't expect that Lin Xun would be able to detect it, and then he nodded and said: "Lin Daoyou has the power of the demon god, and his combat power is world-shattering, and I am indeed not sure of defeating Lin Daoyou alone." ”

As he spoke, he said in a deep voice: "Senior brothers, please come out and see you." ”

As soon as the words fell, silently, in different directions around Lin Xun, a series of figures appeared.

All dressed in black monk's robes, holding prayer beads, solemn treasures, a total of seventeen people, although they all stand silently, but give people a majestic momentum like the sea.

Eighteen people are just like the eighteen great arhats with fruit positions standing on the sea of corpses and blood!

This is the eighteen sons of the Dizang Temple, which are divided into three parts: six senses, six roots, and six dusts, representing the eighteen pinnacles of casting the golden body of Arhats, each of whom has mastered a town inheritance.

Lin Xun's expression was as calm as before, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Your Dizang Temple really looks down on me, and even the eighteen sons have been dispatched together, but you are not worried about all the blood here today?"

Mu Zheng's expression was cold and indifferent, unmoved, and said: "The Buddha said, I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, I don't have to worry about life and death when I appear today." ”

The other seventeen black-clothed monks also looked indifferent.

Obviously, they came prepared!

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The empty streets, the silent atmosphere, Lin Xun was alone, besieged by eighteen descendants of the Tibetan Temple, this picture seems depressing.

"Why did you choose to do it at this time?" Lin Xun frowned, a little puzzled.

"If we let Daoyou enter the Upper Nine Realms, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for me to have another chance to surpass Daoyou. "Mu Zheng looked very open.

But it is this kind of openness that makes people feel chilled.

Lin Xun's black eyes narrowed, and he said, "I don't have a deep hatred with the Dizang Temple, why do you still target me like this?"

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

Mu Zheng said indifferently: "Don't you understand, you robbed the Taoist scriptures and a piece of Bodhi wood left by the ancestor of my Dizang Temple, in order to protect the inheritance of the sect from leaking, we can only make this decision." ”

Lin Xun sighed, with a touch of disdain in his expression, and said: "Mu Zheng, you know the original thing best, this sutra and Bodhi Mu are all obtained by me by chance, how can I rob it?"

"If that's the case, the creation and chance in this pinnacle realm are not from your Jizo Temple, why do you want to fight for it?"

Speaking of this, Lin Xun smiled silently, his black eyes glanced at the eighteen sons present, and gently spit out three words from his lips: "Do you want face?"

The sound is like thunder!

Mu Zheng's face changed slightly, and he immediately returned to his original state, and said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist, what's the use of quibbling at this time?"

Immediately, he changed his words and said: "Of course, we don't want to be too friends, as long as you hand over the Taoist Sutra and Bodhi Mu, and abolish your cultivation, we will leave a way for Taoist friends to live with compassion." ”

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "What a thief, I didn't expect you to say such shameless words." ”

"The little monk is serious, and please think twice. Mu Zheng said indifferently, his expression was unwavering, and he had a posture of victory.

"Please think twice!"

The other seventeen black-clothed monks also spoke in unison, their voices were grand, and they all looked solemn.

Lin Xun's eyes were surging with cold murderous intent, and he was completely enraged.

These bald donkeys, all of them are high-sounding, and they talk about compassion in their mouths, but in fact, this kind of hypocritical attitude is simply disgusting, not even as good as a real villain!

"Lin Mou is not talented, and he has also refined some Buddhist secret methods, today I want to see who surpasses whom!"

Lin Xun took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, and the breath around his body suddenly appeared with a solemn Zen flavor.

This is the power of the Tripitaka Sutra!

Mu Zheng and the others narrowed their eyes slightly, and finally they were not calm, and they were keenly aware that Lin Xun had a similar aura surging on his body, but with a different charm.

"It's a heretic!"

Mu Zheng and the others all had lightning in their eyes, like an angry Buddha, and the black monk's robe on his body was hunting, and a terrifying killing aura appeared.

"Let's do it, overdo it!"

A monk with a thick skeleton and a resolute expression came out, and a grandiose and surging black Buddha light appeared all over his body.

His Dharma name Mujing, as soon as he slashed out, his hands were folded, and a Vedic Dharma image suddenly appeared above his head, his expression was mighty, he suddenly stepped into the air, and killed Lin Xunzhen with a fist.

Jizo Temple's inheritance - the wrath of Vedas!

Rumble!

The majestic Vedic Dharma Phase, blooming with immeasurable Buddha light, pressed with a punch, the punch condensed into a lotus shape, as if it could purify and transcend all things, powerful and boundless.

But seeing Lin Xun sneering, his hands folded, and above his head, a Vedic Dharma image also appeared!

The difference is that there are black phoenix fires burning around this law phase, and there is a domineering aura of destruction in the might.

And, a punch was thrown, and the punch was interpreted into a lotus, and in the center of the lotus, there was a black phoenix dancing in the fire, as if it wanted to hit the nine heavens!

Boom!

The two Vedas collided together, as if the two gods were fighting each other, bursting out with immeasurable light, roaring and stirring for nine days.

It's just that, with just one blow, the Vedic Dharma Phase condensed by Mu Jing was shattered, destroyed by the endless black phoenix fire, and turned into embers!

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PS: Don't worry, Lin Demon God will be promoted soon!

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