Moon-catching style!

At that moment, the broken blade surged into the dreamy brilliance of the galaxy, spreading out, and the sword was like the moon, rising from the galaxy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The artistic conception is hazy, but as soon as it emerges, a group of resentful spirits nearby dissipate instantly, like snow dissolving in water, and the picture is thrilling.

This is definitely one of the strongest means that Lin Xunshi has exhibited at present, assisting the power of the broken blade itself, and interpreting the power of the "moon-catching style" to a new level.

Divine, ethereal, yet indestructible!

However, that cold and beveling lotus flower, overflowing with a black luster, as if breathing, ignored the blow and landed on the broken blade.

Gentle, graceful, and has a terrifying and bewitching aura.

Lin Xun only felt that his hand sank, and he felt like he was being pressed on a broken blade by a sacred mountain, and the terrifying power was so terrifying that his muscles and bones made an overwhelming friction sound, and his qi and blood flowed backwards, so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.

Rumble!

The strange black lotus bloomed on the broken blade, the petals were crystal clear, like the night of eternal night, dark and cold, and the breath released almost made people's souls fall into it.

A trace of trance appeared in Lin Xun's eyes, and his mind was about to be lost, the power of the lotus flower was too strange and powerful, permeating the broken blade, making it difficult for Lin Xun to even resist.

In a trance, Lin Xun saw that in the depths of the army of resentful spirits, there was a black skull suspended, and the ghost fire was faint.

What is shocking is that on the skull, there is a figure sitting on it, wearing a broken blood-colored robe, holding a broken and mottled white bone rosary, like a Buddha, but it looks extremely weird.

On the top of his smooth head, a blooming black lotus flower was imprinted, like life, diffusing a shocking demonic luster!

His eyes were closed, unmoving, his blood-colored robe was torn, as if he had died, but it gave him a terrifying majesty like the master of hell.

Who's this?

Lin Xun's heart was turbulent, his consciousness was in a trance, and he thought that he was hallucinating.

In the army of resentful spirits, there is a terrifying figure like a Buddha, wearing a blood-stained robe, holding a white bone rosary, and a demonic lotus flower branded on his head, sitting cross-legged on a black skull!

This picture is too intimidating, full of eerie and aura.

Lin Xun felt that he was about to sink, and he was about to lose his support, and the power of the black lotus on the broken blade was spreading, making him feel like he was imprisoned and oppressed, as if he was entering death.

How so?

In addition to a king wearing a crown on his head, how could there be such a strange Buddha in this army of resentful spirits?

Who is he?

Is it also a king?

Otherwise, how could the power be so terrifying, so desperate, that it was impossible to resist......

Lin Xun felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, his vision became illusory, and the strong aura of danger and death stimulated him to tremble all over.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the severed blade in his hand suddenly let out a shocking groan, like a grand Dao sound, and the bright starlight steamed, like a flame, igniting the black lotus flower that was stuck to the broken blade, and it burned violently!

Suddenly, Lin Xun was shocked, feeling as if he had broken the shackles that had imprisoned him, and his confused consciousness suddenly woke up.

Only then did he see that on the blade of his palm, a never-before-seen Dao pattern symbol appeared, although it was dense, but it was obviously mutilated and blurred, and it was incomplete.

But even so, the appearance of that Dao pattern symbol gave the Broken Blade an indescribable unique power, and it incinerated that demonic black lotus in an instant!

Suddenly, a startling sound sounded.

I saw the figure of the Buddha sitting cross-legged on the black skull in the depths of the army of resentful spirits, and opened his closed eyelids at some point.

However, the terrible thing is that his eyes are hollow, and there are no eyes, like a pair of abysses leading to hell, and the vultures are still bleeding......

That picture was weird and terrifying to the extreme, making Lin Xun's breath suffocated, his scalp numb, although he had no pupils, but when he "looked" it, it made Lin Xun feel like he was being stared at by an ancient demon god, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and he couldn't even move a finger.

And on the broken blade in his hand, the mysterious mutilated Dao pattern disappeared and fell into silence, which didn't help Lin Xun at all.

Lin Xun once confronted a king of the life and death realm "Shui Qianshan" from the Shui Man lineage, and he was the same at that time, feeling an unprecedented horror.

However, he could still keenly perceive that compared to Shui Qianshan, the figure of the Buddha with a strange aura was even more terrifying!

"It's him ......"

A dry, deep voice sounded, as if it hadn't spoken for a long, long time, and the voice was muffled and obscure.

Lin Xun's heart was beating violently, and the figure of the Buddha was actually talking!

It's just, who is this "he"?

Lin Xun could see that the Buddha's hollow eyes like the abyss of hell were not looking at himself, but the broken blade in his hand!

Could it be that this "he" is "it", talking about a broken blade?

"The infinite years have passed, and he is already dead......"

Suddenly, another voice sounded, this voice was clear and cold, and there was a biting chill, which made Lin Xun's eardrums almost explode, his heart was like being cut by a knife, and a wisp of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his lips.

It was just a voice, and it was not aimed at Lin Xun, but it traumatized Lin Xun's heart!

Vaguely, Lin Xun saw a graceful figure, which made him feel a hint of familiarity, and then suddenly remembered that on the road not long ago, they had seen a corpse floating on the sea.

The corpse belonged to the powerhouse of the ancient three-eyed spirit clan, and it was full of dense resentful spirits, and Lin Xun had inadvertently glimpsed a figure that appeared, and then disappeared in an instant.

At that time, Lin Xun thought it was an illusion, but at this time, he saw the figure again, standing next to the figure of the Buddha!

It's just that the figure is shrouded in an obscure gray sheen, like an illusion, and it is impossible to see its appearance clearly.

"It's him!"

The figure of the Buddha seemed to be a little unwilling, and his voice was full of anger.

The figure was silent for a long time before saying, "Let's go, we're actually all wrong......"

There was an infinite sense of melancholy and loneliness in his voice.

"Wrong?"

The figure of the Buddha let out a sigh, and his hollow eye sockets no longer "looked" at Lin Xun's broken blade, and closed again.

Then, whether it was the shadow or the figure of the Buddha, it disappeared in an instant, like a phantom bubble.

And Lin Xun only felt a burst of relaxation all over his body, as if he had been reborn, and the depression and oppression in his soul were all gone.

Looking at the army of resentful spirits again, he couldn't notice anything, as if he had just experienced a strange nightmare, and the figure of the Buddha and the figure of the Buddha never existed.

Lin Xun's face was pale, soaked in cold sweat, he could be sure that it was definitely not an illusion just now, but something that really happened!

Until this time, he could not forget the strange figure of the Buddha, the empty eyeballless eye sockets, the black skull, the blood-stained robe, the mottled white bone rosary, and the strange black lotus pattern on the top of his head......

And that slender figure is even more mysterious, and it is shrouded in a gloomy aura, and it is impossible to see its face......

Who are they?

Why did it appear and then disappear?

Lin Xun was in a trance.

Kill!

It's just that soon, he can't care about this, and the army of resentful spirits is overwhelmingly killing, and the momentum is fierce and terrifying.

But Lin Xun had lost the desire to fight, his figure flickered, and he began to approach the treasure ship.

Everything that happened today was too strange and unpredictable, and he needed to calm down completely.

......

......

This sea area is boiling, and the murderous aura disturbs the wind and clouds.

Near the treasure ship, Xiao Ran, Yun Che, Su Xingfeng, and Zhao Jingxuan were still fighting, and they were extremely tragic.

Woo woo ~ ~

It wasn't long before a low, calm, and cold trumpet sounded, like an order, and the overwhelming army of resentful spirits began to retreat like a tide.

Actually withdrew!

Zhao Jingxuan and the others were all stunned, and they were immediately relieved, and by this time in the battle, they were all more or less injured, and they could not hide their fatigue between their eyebrows.

And those of their subordinates suffered some heavy damage, and half of them fell, and died tragically in the battle just now.

Even those who did not die were seriously injured, one by one covered in blood, and sent to the treasure ship.

"Senior Sister Zhao, it seems that the servant next to you seems to have been robbed. Suddenly, Su Xingfeng spoke, with a hint of playfulness in his expression, and glanced at Zhao Jingxuan.

Everyone else was also stunned, but they didn't expect that at such a time, Su Xingfeng would care about a subordinate next to Zhao Jingxuan.

Immediately, they looked thoughtful, as if they had guessed something.

"Senior Brother Su, are you looking at my jokes?"

Zhao Jingxuan frowned, there was a touch of anger in his voice, and he lost his previous calmness and ease.

She was anxious in her heart, in the battle just now, she saw Lin Xun being attacked by a powerful resentful spirit, but at that time she was also entangled by the enemy and was powerless to help.

I didn't think about it, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Xun disappeared.

By this time, the enemy army had retreated, but only Lin Xun was missing, which made Zhao Jingxuan not worry in his heart?

Others regard Lin Xun as a servant, but she knows very well that Lin Xun's identity is extremely special, and it is not comparable to a servant at all, if he is robbed, Zhao Jingxuan will definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Alright, let's all return to the treasure ship first, and the top priority is to wait for Elder Gao Yang to come back. ”

Xiao Ran spoke gently, although his words were not majestic, but others did not dare to refute.

And when it comes to Elder Gao Yang, their hearts are tight, in the battle just now, Elder Gao Yang held the Ten Thousand Birds Divine Furnace and faced off against a resentful spirit king, and I don't know if Elder Gao Yang can return safely in this battle......

This made their hearts heavy, the vast sea of annihilation, there were countless dangers, and there were many killings and robberies, if there was no master of Elder Gao Yang's level, it would be troublesome.

"Hey, Senior Sister Zhao, look there, your servant is still alive. ”

Suddenly, Wenxiang, a boy in colorful clothes, pointed to the distance and spoke.

Zhao Jingxuan was shocked, and when he looked at it, he saw a slender and beautiful figure on the black misty sea, and if he looked carefully, wasn't that Lin Xun?

All of a sudden, Zhao Jingxuan's clear eyes became bright and full of joy, and the worries and guilt in his heart were swept away.

And Su Xingfeng was stunned for a moment, his brows wrinkled imperceptibly, he was trapped in the depths of the enemy's army, this little monk of the Nether Realm could still come back alive?

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