Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 354 Bet you 120 eight people, how many can survive
Sensing the endless murderous intent outside, Lin Xun's eyes widened.

Regarding his exposure, Lin Xun also somewhat guessed in his heart.

In other words, if the other party didn't even guess this, then their IQ is too worrying.

But what I didn't expect was that the other party had already laid a net of heaven and earth, and was just waiting for him to go out.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Now that they have picked up the knife, it means that they are already aware of being knifed.

Beyond the Rootless Secret Realm.

As soon as everyone left the secret realm, they felt dizzy for a while.

When he came back to his senses, he had already appeared on the plain, a few miles away from the original rootless secret realm.

These monks raised their heads and looked at the sky where they had just come out. The endless killing intent made people feel terrified.

That is to say, fortunately, many elders set up a circle to protect them.

Protect them from the influence of Heaven and Earth Killing Formation.

if not.

They suspected that as long as they took a step away from the magic circle, they would be torn apart by the random gust of wind.

They have never seen such a powerful magic circle.

It was as if this magic circle could sink the entire Fuchen Continent!

The Holy Lord of Longming Holy Land, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land, the Holy Lord of Linglu Holy Land, the Holy Land of Bodhi Holy Land, etc.
There are also suzerains who are still famous!
These suzerain realms are at least in the late stage of Yupu realm!
This magic circle has assembled the strongest combat power in the Ten Thousand Laws World.

Lin Xun!

The name popped into their minds again!
This big array!

A magic circle that has assembled enough combat power to attack the world of Yaozu!

Is it!

It is only used to deal with Lin Xun!

"You guessed it right, this magic circle is used to deal with Mozi Linxun."

All over the plain, the elders of Fuchenzhou who were in charge of guiding these monks spoke slowly.

"Many of you must have seen his strength, but that's far from it, so watch carefully."

These elders looked at Tiandi Shazhen in unison, their eyes were deep and their voices were deep.

"Perhaps, this is the only chance for you to see such a battle in your lifetime! This will be a battle recorded in history!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the Rootless Secret Realm.

Everyone raised their heads.

Wangchen bit his lower lip lightly, wanting to leave the magic circle and help Lin Xun.

But Bai Luoxue took Wangchen's hand and shook his head lightly.

Wang Chen lowered his eyes.

Finally stopped.

She knows that with her own strength.

If he went, it would only add to his confusion.

The girl looked worriedly at the sky.

"If I can be more powerful, can I stand beside Brother Lin?"

Perhaps, this is Wangchen's first desire for power.

The camera shifted, across the plain, and then followed everyone's gaze. In the center of the plain, a man in a suit stood floating in the center of the circle.

He held a long spear in his hand, and the long spear was stained with blood, mixed together.

He wears a mask on his face, the mask is Shura, terrifying and frightening.

He was wearing a black shirt, the black shirt was fluttering, and the sleeves were grinning.

He faced the world, and the world was full of opponents, but he shot one by one.

He is only 22 years old.

He has practiced Taoism for only fourteen years.

Looking at him in the distance, countless monks were all in a daze.

They know that no matter what the outcome of this battle is.

【Lin Xun】

This name.

No matter how long it takes, it will never be erased from the long river of history!
They yearned, even dreamed, to be able to face all the strong men in the world alone like Lin Xun, how high-spirited it is!
But they know they can't do it.

because,

The man with one shot at a time.

It's called Lin Xun!

Lin Xun glanced around, and under Shura's mask, a deep voice came out, resounding between heaven and earth:
"Twelve Ascension Realm, Sixty Immortal Realm, 56 Jade Pu Realm Late Stage, yes, you still give me face for Lin."

Lin Xunsheng fell, and in the magic circle, the powerhouses in the 120 and eight positions of the heaven and earth killing circle were all focused.

Add a few points to the chilling of the world.

Even if they were blessed by the magic circle, the backs of those monks on the plain were already wet with sweat.

And these people are all young geniuses and future leaders from the nine continents of Wanfa World.

"Amitabha Buddha." Yuan Jing recited the Buddha's name once, "Benefactor Lin, long time no see, don't come back safe."

"Well, it's not bad, life is going well."

Lin Xun looked at Yuan Jing, his eyes puffed up under the mask.

"Old monk, if you bring the so-called 'compassion' again, this time, you will really die."

Listening to Lin Xun's words, Yuan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "The poor monk is sorry for the benefactor."

"Hahaha, what are you sorry for?" Lin Xun's laughing voice drifted away, "You want to be famous for the holy land of Bodhi, and for the way of forgetting dust, but in the end, in the end, you tired your own Buddha heart, old monk, how do you So twisted?"

For the fame of Bodhi's Holy Land, Yuan Jing will participate in the Heaven and Earth Slaying Formation, because the Buddha wants to cast down demons.

To prove Wangchen, Lin Xun needs to die, even if Wangchen hates himself as the abbot grandfather, he will help her become a Buddha.

But Yuan Jing knew that Lin Xun was not a real demon.

The fall of the devil this time is not the fall of the devil.

He doesn't want to cast down demons.

But for the Holy Land of Bodhi, in order to forget the dust, he must "subdue the demon", which is exhausting the Buddha's heart.

Even now, Yuan Jingxin is wandering, wanting to contribute, but wanting to hold back.

But in this situation of life and death, if the heart is hesitant, there is no doubt that you will die.

Therefore, Lin Xun said that he would die!

"Amitabha."

Yuan Jing clasped his hands together, and behind him, the Buddha's Dharma image was [-] meters high, and above the sky, a Buddha lotus was in full bloom.

"Thank you, Master Lin, for your explanation. Then Master Lin, you have to be careful."

"Just don't die."

Lin Xun no longer looked at the old monk, but looked at the ground: "The two below, why don't you go up? This is your best chance to defeat me."

Above the ground is Jiang Yuerou, the elegy of the Jiange Pavilion Master.

Jiang Yuerou was so angry that her teeth itched and her cheeks bulged.

Elegy also narrowed his eyes.

But none of them moved forward.

"Lin Xun! Don't be crazy! Even if Holy Master Jiang and Elegy Sword Immortal are not there, do you think you can escape?"

Shen Li yelled loudly, and the sound of Fa sound vibrated.

"escape?"

Lin Xun raised his spear horizontally and wiped it gently with his palm, as if checking his weapon at the end before going into battle.

"Why should I run away?"

Lin Xun smiled contemptuously: "Otherwise, let's make a bet."

"Mr. Lin likes to gamble?" Holy Lord Linglu smiled.

"I don't have this hobby, but this gambling is more appropriate and interesting."

The Holy Master Longming laughed loudly: "Hahaha, boy! You are really interesting! Tell me, what are you betting on, what are you betting on?!"

"Bet on your life, bet on how many of you 120 and eight can survive."

(End of this chapter)