The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 139 Goodbye Huasha
The viscous and sluggishness of the surrounding Condensation Technique seems to have loosened a little under this bright golden light.

In a blink of an eye.

The old monk in the desert roared again, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, he slammed his sword finger directly at Lin Yang.

Whoosh whoosh!

These Buddhist beads are surprisingly made of fine steel, and they are extremely heavy. When thrown out at this time, they are completely equivalent to hidden weapons.

The Buddha beads pierced through the air, with a shrill wind whistle.

But in Lin Yang's eyes, there was no slight fluctuation because of this scene, and the slashed sword finger remained the same.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Buddhist beads appeared around the sword finger, and several more were aimed directly at the sword finger, as if they were about to hit them, breaking those two fingers.

But all of a sudden, a tiny sword energy shot out from the sky-shattering sword finger, and collided with those Buddha beads that broke through the air, and a crisp roar erupted directly, making those fine steel The Buddha beads collapsed almost instantly, turning into countless iron filings and falling in the air.

On the opposite side, after throwing out the Buddhist beads, the old monk in the desert shook his body violently, the golden light dimmed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt the viscous force from all around again, and his movements were slow again.

Just now, he inspired the secret method of the Tantric sect, but it was only for a second to get rid of the condensate technique, and it could not last longer.

But as long as he can seriously injure Lin Yang and dissipate the viscous force around him, it will be the greatest gain.

He was full of anticipation, and after spurting blood, he looked up at Lin Yang.

With just this one glance, his complexion changed drastically, and as his mind shook, blood spewed out again, with despair in his eyes.

In his heart, the fine steel Buddha beads that placed great hope unexpectedly shattered around the sword finger in the blink of an eye, turning into a pile of iron powder and falling on the ground, even the two fingers did not touch at all.

Then, the sword pointed down.

puff!
The old desert monk seemed to be struck by lightning, his body trembled violently, blood was sprayed from his mouth, his eyes were turned white, his body was facing his back, and he fell on his back.

This sword finger, with unparalleled sword intent, pierced through the distance and slashed into the body of the old monk in the desert, directly crushing everything in his body and cutting off his vitality.

Lin Yang's eyes were cold, as if crushing an ant, he slowly retracted his fingers, and before turning around, suddenly a terrifying wave of heat came from behind him.

Lin Yang frowned, without the slightest hesitation, he stepped on the ground directly, his body floated in the air, landed on one side, and looked at the place where the heat wave hit.

For a moment, he was taken aback.

At this moment, the fiery red-haired man was only one step away from the stone bed. It seemed that after seeing Lin Yang beheading the old monk in the desert, he felt that he was the only one left in the whole room. In anxiety, he clenched his fists tightly, and after a loud roar, flames ignited on his body.

These flames spread out from the fiery red-haired man's feet almost in an instant, igniting part of the spiritual energy in the room, forming a sea of ​​flames around it, burning blazingly, with billowing heat waves.

"This is the innate dao technique. After this person has automatically absorbed the fire-attribute aura for a long time, the body has mutated, and it is a kind of natal dao technique that is naturally produced.

In terms of cultivation, a single spiritual root really has unique conditions. Even if there is no kung fu, it can produce natural Taoism. If it has the corresponding fire attribute kung fu, the height it can reach will be terrifying. "

Looking at this scene, a strange light flashed in Lin Yang's eyes.

The reason why he left this person alone for the final solution is that he wanted to use some means to refine this person into a fire puppet among the five elements, so as to further enhance his strength.

Even, if he can find all the puppets of the five elements and refine them into a five-element array before he walks out of the earth, then after he walks out of the earth, he will have a certain amount of self-protection power, and he will not be empty in the face of the starry sky cultivator. Those immortal cultivators who are armed to the teeth in the fairy world are at a great disadvantage.

But suddenly, Lin Yang's eyes froze again, his body froze, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Impressively, he saw that in the raging flames, the red-haired man's clothes were all scorched and turned into fly ash, revealing his nascent white skin.But on his chest, there is a strange tattoo.

This is an orchid, with blue flowers and black stamens, and that stamen is still a skeleton.

"Flower Killing Organization!"

"This person is actually from the Flower Killing Organization. Could it be that he intends to kill me, or even Sister Liu at home?"

Lin Yang's expression gradually turned cold, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The reappearance of the Huasha organization finally made him feel the crisis again. If this Huasha targeted Liu Ru, how could Liu Ru's mortal body with no cultivation base be able to bear it.

At this moment, he finally understood why the fiery red-haired man had murderous intent in his eyes when he saw him for the first time.

"Hua Sha, one day, I will uproot you and kill not a single one left. '

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yang raised his footsteps and took a step forward, about to kill the fiery red-haired man.

But at this moment, with the help of natural Taoism, the fiery red-haired man finally resumed his actions in the raging sea of ​​flames. Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped decisively to the side of the stone bed that was only one step away, and quickly stretched out. In the palm of his hand, he was about to hold the fish-scale flying sword in his hand.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew up, blinking and whistling in the room, with a chill penetrating into the bone marrow.

The raging flames were quickly extinguished under this cloudy wind.

And Lin Yang raised his feet, and at the moment when the wind blew, he paused suddenly, and when he looked up at the stone bed, his brows were slightly frowned.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

The ear-piercing sinister laughter suddenly resounded in the room after the dark wind blew, directly penetrating into the soul, reverberating in the whole mind, making one's heart chill.

Then I saw, on the simple stone bed, there was suddenly a forest green will-o'-the-wisp, gradually covering the entire stone bed along the carved pattern, causing the ghostly aura in the entire room to suddenly increase dramatically.

Afterwards, the white skeleton in a cross-legged posture collapsed with a clattering sound, and completely collapsed, becoming a pile of white bones.

At the same time, strands of black smoke quickly floated out of the white bone like silk, and condensed together above the stone bed, turning into a figure. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it could be seen that this person was an ancient man with a long history. Wearing a bun and wearing a phantom robe.

After this person appeared, Jie Jie laughed sinisterly, the body condensed by the black ghost energy collapsed and turned into a black smoke, which was grabbed by the palm of the fiery red-haired man, and quickly engulfed the fish scales in the blink of an eye Wen Feijian flew up suddenly, and shot at the fiery red-haired man.

'This is! '

When the fiery red-haired man saw this scene that was completely beyond his imagination, he stepped back without hesitation when his face was shocked, his body speed increased sharply, and he went towards the direction of Shimen, wanting to escape.

However, although his speed is fast, the speed of that flying sword is even faster.

"puff!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the flying sword shot towards him, appeared at the position of his chest and heart, and penetrated hard.

(End of this chapter)