Between heaven and earth, the war is raging! Lingxu wants to leave this battlefield...
pity.
He thought wrong.
In front of the powerful Holy Emperor, even if they only have a little thought, they can block any way Lingxu can go. No matter what Lingxu's methods are, it will be useless.
Because it is absolutely powerful!
Therefore, when Lingxu's figure disappeared for only a few breaths, he hit the invisible rune light screen, revealing his entire figure.
Jun Qingcheng arrived soon after and wanted to help Lingxu up.
Lingxu smiled slightly, looked up at the two fighting in the void, and asked for the first time: "Who am I?"
Until now.
Lingxu had just asked this question for the first time.
If he were Lingxu, the chief senior brother of the Ling generation with the most wisdom in the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom, he would have been competed by the other three ancient clans as early as when he first entered the mortal world.
Why didn't it happen before?
Why now?
Who is Lin Huang?
Then, Lingxu shouted "Amitabha" to suppress the many doubts in his heart. He turned his head and looked in another direction, and then said to Jun Qingcheng: "Miss Qingcheng, I wonder if that person is from the Xingtian Temple or the Xuantian Divine Clan?
"
Just as Lingxu finished speaking, a jet-black stream of light suddenly appeared directly east of the two of them.
The two of them stared for a moment before they could clearly see the figure in the stream of light.
I saw a peerless general wearing pitch-black armor, wearing a helmet with a beast's head covering his face, holding a pitch-black spear, and standing astride a dragon colt with pitch-black flames coming out of the sky...
In an instant.
The peerless warrior had already rushed into the battle circle between Qingfengzi and Heisha Tianjun.
With just one shot, the restraining seal in the entire space was completely disintegrated, making the rune seal that previously blocked Lin Huang disappear.
"That is... should be the leader of the Eighteen Xingtian God Generals who have not been born in our Xingtian Temple for hundreds of years... Jun Yegui!"
Looking at the majestic and powerful dark man with the aura of an unparalleled warrior, Jun Qingcheng seemed a little stunned. She did not expect that even a divine general who had not been born in a hundred years and could be called the foundation of the Xingtian Temple appeared!
"Xingtian Divine General?"
Lingxu repeated, and then clasped his hands together, "It seems that the young monk is quite important! Even Jun Yegui showed up... When he became famous in the first battle, the young monk and Li Taixuan had just stepped into this world of mortals!
"
As he said that, Lingxu's steps were not slow at all, and he disappeared from the spot again.
Jun Qingcheng was extremely angry and chased Lingxu's figure, "You can only go to Xingtian Temple now, otherwise no one can save you!"
In the barrier of space, Lingxu ignored it and just shook his head.
He knew that no one could protect himself until he went to the Xingtian Temple!
Therefore, he headed towards the west side of Xingtian Temple like a shooting star...
Buzz.
However, the two men could not pursue each other for more than three thousand miles when a huge roar was heard in front of them. A huge formation appeared in front of the two people. The formation extended and gradually formed an isolated space, dividing the two people.
People were detained there.
Then the formation clicked, and tens of thousands of formations appeared on it. The blood-red formation light covered the entire space, filled with a heart-stopping killing atmosphere.
"Array Spirit Clan!"
Jun Qingcheng exclaimed, looking up at a bloody figure above the formation space.
It was a man who looked extremely old. He was as skinny as a stick, with a hunched body and looked very short. He was holding a bloody snake staff, staring at the two men with sinister eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!
"I didn't expect that the battle between the three powerful ancient tribes would actually give me a big advantage!"
The old man's voice was hoarse and filled with the coldness of a poisonous snake.
He looked at Lingxu and Jun Qingcheng as if they were two dead people.
At this moment, Lingxu also raised his head, looked at the rickety old man above his head, and smiled slightly, "Amitabha, it turns out that only the Array Spirit Clan looks down on the young monk. The three ancient clans all sent strong men at the Holy Emperor level to capture the young monk. Only the Array Spirit Clan looked down on the young monk.
The Eldar is a holy king!”
"Hey... you little bald donkey, you actually look down on our spiritual clan. Although I am only in the realm of the Holy King, I have already gone through fifty steps and am more proficient in all the killing formations in this world. Killing an ordinary Holy King is just like
Slaughter chickens and dogs!”
The rickety old man sneered.
"Amitabha, that's because the old donor hasn't met the poor monk yet!"
Lingxu clasped his hands together and suddenly sat cross-legged in the formation space.
But beside Lingxu, Jun Qingcheng had disappeared. She was buried in the long river of time and her whereabouts were missing.
Outside the formation space, the old man sensitively felt that something was wrong, and stamped the blood-colored snake staff in his hand!
The next moment, in the entire bloody killing space, countless bloody sword lights rolled out and drowned the young monk Lingxu...
"Is this the killing array that the old benefactor mentioned?"
Amid the surging sword light, Lingxu's calm voice suddenly sounded, "Little Monk, there was one here too, but I wonder how it compares to the old benefactor's killing array?"
Before he finished speaking, the sword light that originally submerged Lingxu instantly spread out in all directions.
The rickety old man frowned and saw Lingxu sitting cross-legged in the air. Under him, there was a bloody formation slowly sweeping away... There was not a strong sense of attack during the flow of the formation. However, it made the formation
Lingxu, who is above the law, has a murderous aura all over his body.
Gradually……
The compassion and peace on Lingxu's face were no longer there.
Instead, there was a sense of ruthless violence and killing!
"Amitabha……"
The young monk Lingxu stood up and recited Amitabha. However, his recitation of Amitabha did not have the slightest mercy, but was full of judgment.
The next moment, Lingxu suddenly rushed forward.
There was a bang.
He directly broke through the rickety old man's killing array and punched the latter.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
The rickety old man smiled coldly, took out the blood-colored snake staff in his hand, and instantly turned into a huge python, swallowing Lingxu away.
"Old donor, farewell!"
Seeing the dragon python attacking, Lingxu quickly retreated, but a compassionate smile appeared on his face.
Just as he finished speaking, a piece of Qingfeng quietly penetrated the neck of the rickety old man.
The old man froze on the spot for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.
He turned around with great difficulty, looked at Jun Qingcheng with a cold face, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he fell to the ground and died!
"Amitabha!"
Looking at the rickety old man who died in an instant, Lingxu couldn't bear it and recited Buddhist words to save the latter.
"Brother Lin Huang, I am very powerful now!"
Jun Qingcheng appeared in front of Lingxu, waving the long sword in his hand and smiling semi-threateningly.
"Girl Qingcheng, killing is not good!"
Lingxu said with a sad face.
Jun Qingcheng curled her lips and muttered: "Fake monk!"
"Miss Qingcheng, you really should leave quickly. The people from the three ancient tribes will be chasing you soon. I don't want to harm you, little monk!"
Lingxu continued.
"Since you don't want to go to Xingtian Temple, then don't go! Wherever you go, I will go!"
Jun Qingcheng put away her long sword and suffered a fatal spiritual deficiency.
Lingxu was unhappy and stopped talking.
"How about I take you somewhere?"
Jun Qingcheng then suggested, "Just go west from the Xingtian Temple..."
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, Lingxu suddenly spoke, interrupting Jun Qingcheng's words.
He turned around, stared at Jun Qingcheng seriously, and said: "Miss Qingcheng, this young monk is from the Buddhist Kingdom of the West. He understands the world of mortals and studies heaven and earth, life and death. Wherever the young monk goes, God will naturally guide me in the direction.
You don’t need a girl to tell you!”
When speaking, Lingxu stood on the Buddha's palm in front of his chest, with four fingers clasped inward, and only the index finger pointed straight toward the sky!