Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 667 Beheading ([-])

The Sanskrit sound was bursting, like the waves of the tide stirring up countless runes, and the runes poured down like rain. If it was an ordinary monk, the soul would have been shaken to the point of drowsiness.And the runes formed a big net, which instantly imprisoned Wang Lin.

But at this time, Wang Lin's head swirled lightly on the altar, emitting waves of halos, absorbing all the sound waves formed by the Sanskrit sounds.

This was also discovered by Wang Lin accidentally. There was a hint of Sanskrit attack in the black tiger's roar earlier, but it was absorbed by the altar in an instant, and Wang Lin knew that the altar could resist the attack of Sanskrit.

But at this time, the mantra sound was so heavy that the altar didn't seem to be affected at all, and it couldn't stop spinning rapidly, resisting the mantra sound, and at the same time, the space formed by the altar firmly protected Wang Lin's primordial spirit.

At this time, Wang Lin finally realized that when facing the magic altar, it was not Wang Lin alone who was resisting this kind of soul attack technique, but all the body protectors and envoys were resisting, that is, In other words, if the opponent's attack cannot exceed the power of the primordial spirit formed by all the body protectors and envoys, it will be impossible to break through the protection of the altar.

At this time, Wang Lin had a little realization in her heart, if she cultivated the method of attacking the primordial spirit, could she use the power of the primordial spirit of all the body protectors and envoys to attack.Thinking of this, Wang Lin had a little understanding of the "Wandering God and Controlling Qi" in the Tiangang 36 method.

But at this time, Wang Lin could no longer think about it, and a simple long sword suddenly appeared in her hand, it was the fairy sword.

But at this time, with the invocation of Wei Wuya's divine power from the altar and divine pavilion into it, a sword light of tens of meters suddenly shot out from the fairy sword.

This sword is not fancy, not even using any sword skills, it is just an ordinary sword, but the sword is extremely sharp, it instantly pierces the formation space formed by the Sanskrit Prison, and directly stabs on the body of the Buddha beads, the Buddha beads resist it a little It was pierced, and the arhat carved on the Buddhist beads instantly burst.

With one sword strike, the two beads were pierced, the formation collapsed in an instant, and the beads showed their true body and fell into the dust.

In other words, this sword destroyed the string of Buddhist beads. Although it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, the array has been disintegrated if two Buddhist beads are destroyed. If it is not repaired, it will be difficult to form a cage. The attack power of the weapon is gone.

Sure enough, under the blessing of divine power, the power of the fairy sword has been greatly improved, which is far from comparable to that of a cultivator like Wu Se who can control the best spiritual weapon.

Originally, Wang Lin wanted to use Chuyang Xiaojian to touch this string of Buddhist beads to see if Chuyang Xiaojian could pierce through this string of Buddhist beads, but in the end Wang Lin gave up.

The main reason is that the small sword of Chuyang will be damaged. After all, the Buddhist beads are also high-grade spiritual weapons. Although I don’t know what its body is made of, it must not be weak. Wang Lin doesn’t want to gamble. Once the small sword of Chuyang is damaged, the loss It's big.

"Ah. Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The colorless man turned pale with shock. He used his immortal power to move the beads, and its attack power had reached the highest level he could achieve. However, he was cut through by Wang Lin with a single sword. He knew that he had encountered a hard bone today. Yes, the sword light was extremely sharp, which shocked him extremely, and fear emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, the colorless monk let out a soft drink, and the mana under his feet turned into clouds and soared into the sky, and he ran away quickly.

Ever since he left Fayin Temple with his master, Kuse, and hid in the XZ like a bereaved dog. After Kuse was beheaded by Qiu Lingzi, he was even more frightened, like a rootless weed.

Fortunately, Fayin Temple didn't pay much attention to him at all, but simply chased him for a while, and stopped chasing him after he fled to the extreme north, and hid him among the barbarians.But the long-term fleeing made him extremely sensitive to danger, and when he sensed danger, he ran away decisively. This is a life-saving habit he has developed over the years.

The barbarians opened up, where he practiced joyful Zen like a fish in water, and he had a chance to make a fortune, and then he reached the realm of crossing the catastrophe. He returned to Fayin Temple earlier, wiped out Fayin Temple in one fell swoop, and took away the town of Fayin Temple. The treasure of the temple is the "Sanskrit Prison".

So I was full of ambition, and my heart was full of desires. I found out that the Kunlun Sword Sect held a grand ceremony, and the head of the Kunlun Sword Sect was only in the four realms of transforming gods, so I came up with this idea. Ordinary barbarian women are too strong, and it is just around the corner to survive the second catastrophe.

But at this time, seeing Wang Lin broke his strongest attack, he was suddenly terrified. Years of forbearance and escape were all for today's joy. If he fell to this point, it would be absolutely unacceptable and too aggrieved up.

As for saving face for his master and getting back his position for his master, that's completely nonsense, just making excuses for himself.

"I want to go!" Wang Lin sneered, and lifted her footsteps lightly. The Chuyang and Shaoyang swords appeared at Wang Lin's feet at the same time as one, and the sword light flashed out, turning into a stream of light and chasing away.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Wu Se heard the sound of piercing the sky, and his spiritual sense naturally detected that Wang Lin was chasing after him with his sword light. The speed was too fast, and he was approaching in a blink of an eye. As big as more than ten feet high, the whole body is surrounded by Gang Qi, and the whole dharma body is as hard as gold.

"Boom!" But Wang Lin flashed past his head with a sword light. The sword light swept across, and his huge head suddenly fell down. The body was broken, revealing its true body, and fell towards the dust.

His primordial spirit escaped from his head, but was taken away by Wang Lin's altar in an instant and imprisoned in the altar. The spirit refining array began to refine him slowly, and he began to howl in pain, watching his primordial spirit constantly Being licked by the little fire of the spirit refining formation, it is difficult to lose your soul, and it is too late to regret.

But at this time, looking at the broken headless body of the colorless monk who fell on the square, watching the two sword lights flickering under Wang Lin's feet, and the figure fluttering down.The elders and disciples of Kunlun Jianmen who were sitting on the seats slowly got up, looking at Wang Lin with shock and enthusiasm in their eyes.

At this time, the elders who opposed Wang Lin as the head of the sect felt annoyed. If Wang Lin was the head of the Jianmen, how powerful the Jianmen would be at this time.

"Wang Lin, if you intend to take charge of the Kunlun Sword Sect, I will give up my seat to you today, Shishu. I think you are the most suitable to be the head of my Sword Sect." Seeing Wang Lin falling down, Xia Yuhe said sincerely.

"Uncle Master is joking. I am obsessed with cultivation, and I have mediocre qualifications. How can I have the talent to run the Sword Sect. As I said earlier, Uncle Master is the most suitable head of Sword Sect. I will fully support Uncle Master." Wang Lin said.

"Hey, senior brother Qiu Lingzi has such a disciple, he should die in peace. My Jianmen has an elder like you sitting in charge, so why worry about Jianmen being unhappy. The ceremony continues, so you don't want to run away, just here to finish participating honestly Grand ceremony, how are you?" Xia Yuhe sighed and then smiled sweetly.

"I would like to abide by the decree of the sect master's uncle!" Wang Lin bowed and saluted.Then he stepped lightly and returned to his seat to sit down.

(End of this chapter)