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Chapter 482

 "Lord Dongtianwang...actually...defeated?!"

The battle at the top of Lingtai Mountain attracted most people's attention.

At this time, on a mountain, a general from the Qianyu Realm and a monk from the Black Buddhism who were carrying out the final clearing campaign spoke out in disbelief.

To be precise, I didn’t lose, but... I was swallowed in one gulp!!

This guy! What kind of monster is this?!

The two of them looked at each other, their expressions of shock and unconcealable fear, and they breathed back and forth, creating an inexplicable sense of suffocation in their hearts.

You must know that princes and generals are not simple things. Among the four heavenly kings of the Wanxiang Immortal Dynasty, they may not be the strongest, but they must be the most terrifying and difficult to deal with.

One hand is the East King Armor, which is unparalleled in attack and defense, and the other hand is the Dark Dust Shadow, which is capable of killing people silently.

Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, it can be said that there are no flaws.

This is also the reason why he was selected as the person in charge of this operation.

And even if the other party's strength is suppressed because of crossing the border, it won't be... at least it shouldn't be... like this...

At this time, Mu Xin, Jingkong and others on the top of Lingtai Mountain also looked at the sky with complex expressions.

To be precise, he looked at the burly figure more than six meters tall that was slowly falling in the sky.

They have actually guessed each other's identity.

Especially Mu Xin, he looked at the burly giant with some hesitation, and finally his eyes fell on the familiar sandalwood Buddha string on his wrist, and he hesitated to speak.

If what he expected was correct, then the giant that suddenly burst out in front of him, fought fiercely with the king general, and finally...swallowed him in one gulp, should be his highly regarded descendant, Lin Mo, who is now the successor of Qingliang Temple.

It's just that he recognized and knew in advance that the other party was practicing the Thousand Feather Realm method, but looking at the other party's appearance, it was still unbelievable.

He is nearly six meters tall, with rock-like muscles, covered with black dragon scales and armor. He has three pairs of huge tree wings behind him, and half of his face is a bronze mask with sharp horns and an evil spirit.



To a certain extent, Lin Mo is more like the evil beast demon of Qianyu Realm than the king general just now...

Snap!

The tree wings behind Lin Mo flapped and slowly landed on the ground.

Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, staining his lower jaw red.

He gently wiped it with his hands, then looked up at the sky. The figure of the stone cicada on the horizon was mostly illusory, covered with black lotus flowers, and its chirping became deeper.

The gray fog disappeared, revealing a bright and clear sky.

At the end, there is a faint sun slowly pacing out.

"It's dawn again, and it's me who wins again. It's really good."

Lin Mo felt very comfortable, even more so after feeling the surging magic power in his body.

General Wang is really strong.

The speed is so fast that even the will of the gods cannot feel the body shape, the strength is even more exaggerated, and the most terrifying thing is the weapons and equipment.

Both the black sword and the armor are rare items.

The demonic shadow breathed out by the armor can resist his attacks. The condensed black knife is unimaginably sharp and contains spiritual attacks.

Coupled with the dark dust and magic thorns...

Compared with the previous Taihu and Qiongshang, the latter two would probably be killed instantly.

This is the suppressive force of speed.

If it weren't for the fact that his martial arts eyes can directly defeat the opponent's speed, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to deal with...

But all this belongs to him.

but……

"This is the horror of the Qianyu world. It is indeed a big world that can always suppress Chixian. Any player who comes out can push me to this point.

If a few more ruthless people come, I'm afraid I will only be defeated."

While Lin Mo was happy, he couldn't help but sigh.

Just one person, without Lin Mo, could overwhelm Mu Xin. Huikong and the others were retreating steadily and were helpless.

If one more person comes, it will turn the world upside down?

What's more, these expeditionary forces must be only a small part of the masters in Qianyu Realm.

One can imagine how powerful the opposing force is.

Without thinking any more, Lin Mo let out a sigh of relief, and the black Tathagata demonic power spread out like mist, quickly returning to his normal form.

Regardless of wearing lining, he directly put on the black gold cassock that symbolized the abbot of Qingliang Temple and quickly walked towards Mu Xin and others in the distance.

At this time, the four people were waiting for him and did not move.

"Grandmaster, dear masters and uncles!" Lin Mo said respectfully and performed the Buddhist salute.

Mu Xin and Huikong looked at each other. They had many things to say, but in the end they could only hold back one sentence:

"Qingliang, is this the Thousand Feather Realm technique you practice?"

Speaking of this, the pale-faced Xiao Langao and Zhang He couldn't help but look over at the corners of their eyes.

"..." Lin Mo was a little embarrassed.

"This...as I said, I have some talent in practicing the techniques there.

Of course, if Master Mu Xin hadn’t given me the sandalwood Buddha string, I wouldn’t have reached this point.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and raised the sandalwood bracelet on his hand.

This is indeed a good thing. Not only does it have the ability to calm one's mind, it can also be enlarged and shrunk. Even if it transforms, it will not be damaged.

"..." This time it was Mu Xin's turn to be speechless.

Because of his good talent, he became a monk halfway and beat to death Wang Jiangzi who had been practicing the Qianyu Realm method since he was a child?

Seeing everyone's gaze, it was hard for him to ask questions.

After all, to reach this level, everyone has their own little secrets, secrets that even relatives cannot disclose, how can outsiders touch them?

Of course, Lin Mo’s little secret may be bigger...

But this is not important. At a truly critical moment, its ability to stand up and turn the tide has already demonstrated its own purity.

"Let's clean up the filth in this mountain first." He said in a deep voice, changing the subject.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

From the line of sight, it can be seen that after realizing that General Wang was dead, the middle and high-level figures on the Black Buddhism side of Qianyu Realm were already consciously evacuating.

But the casualties this time were too great.

Especially Zhengyi Mountain.

After a lot of hard work, there were only a few disciples above the Grand Master level, and all the temples and Taoist temples were destroyed, which can be said to be a heavy loss.

"Let's act separately. We should pay with blood." Xiao Langao also sighed.

Everyone was silent, and the figure disappeared at the same time.

Zhengyi Mountain.

This is where the invasion is most serious.

Even though the top leaders of Black Buddhism in Qianyu Realm have retreated, the followers and subordinates at the bottom are already red-eyed and are still killing wildly.

Especially the kind of puppet cultist who has almost lost his mind and transformed into only strength. He is huge, agile, and fearless of death.

He almost cuts down and kills everyone he sees.

Chasing the remaining disciples of the Zhengyi lineage.

The enemies on Lingtai Mountain were almost eliminated by Lin Mo at the beginning, so he returned to Zhengyi Mountain with Zhenren Zhang He.

The latter first went to the top of the mountain to take a closer look, while Lin Mo fell to the mountainside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared, a group of crazy Taoist believers attacked him.

The huge body, the special machete in the hand, the long weapon, and the ugly shape after Taoism, give people a huge intimidation even before they get close.

But, this is only for ordinary people.

Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged. If the quality was higher, he wouldn't mind swallowing it in one gulp, as this would ensure that the nutrients would not be lost.

It's just that this group of junk semi-finished products is too ugly, just like the instant chicken from the previous life. Just looking at it makes you unappetizing.

Just use it to nourish the moon snake.

Looking at the black Buddhists rushing toward him in his field of vision, he just raised his hand and twisted a bunch of white hair.

The next moment, the white hair on the shawl was messed up by the strong wind.

During the blowing process, the white hair instantly grew longer.

Then fell to the ground.

Transformed into tiny white snakes.

Moon Snake - Snake Tide.

Lin Mo's pupils turned into vertical pupils.

The white snake that just landed was originally only as thick as a hair, but it became thicker and longer as it breathed.

The speed is even faster.

Like raindrops, they swam in dense numbers toward the Daohua black Buddhists who were rushing to kill them.

When the two collide, either white snake will be as thick as a human thigh and more than ten meters long, and will hit the other side like a meteor.

Countless blood flowers exploded on the ground. After Dao transformation, the body as strong as black iron was like a balloon, which was suddenly punctured by a steel needle, and blood splashed.

The huge body froze in place, then fell down all of a sudden, and was eventually swallowed by the white snake.

Whoops, whoops.

The passing of life only lasts for a moment.

As the white snake grew larger, the tide of snakes began to disperse, devouring everything around it.

The sound of killing disappeared and everything became quiet.

The only sound left was the rustling of snakes swimming on the ground.

"It's really sad that they are obviously a bunch of shoddy waste, but they can cause so many casualties."

Lin Mo walked among the snakes and inspected his surroundings.

He saw the burning Taoist temple, the brothers who survived the life-and-death crisis and cried in each other's arms, and also saw Lei Zang, Die Meng and others with sad faces.

Finally, I walked to the top of the mountain and met Zhang He, who was covered in blood.

"Thank you so much, nephew Qingliang." Zhang He looked tired and his voice was hoarse.

He no longer has the magnanimity of a young pulse master.

"Three of them belong to the same sect, but my uncle's words are completely different." Lin Mo glanced at Zhang He, who had aged more than a degree, and the countless white snakes behind him slowly retracted into his hair.

"Anyway, please cheer up, Uncle Master. The crisis may not be over yet. If you fall down at this time, what will the other Zhengyi disciples do?" He couldn't help but comforted softly.

The other party's current state is very strange, a bit like Patriarch Huikong's state of basking in the sun in the Utensil Pavilion on weekdays.

There is no sorrow greater than the death of one's heart, and it is also the loneliness that sees through everything.

It's just that the latter is already very old and is about to come to the end of his life, while Zhang He is still very young, only in his fifties and in his prime.

This situation is very wrong.

"Uncle Zhang, please count the number of brothers first and treat the wounded." Lin Mo patted Zhang He's shoulder lightly, "There is no way to practice righteousness, the road is unknown, and breaking the devil is one. As long as people are there, there is hope, not to mention

The three sects are integrated into one."

"Thank you, nephew." Zhang He forced a smile and said again.

It's obvious that he still hasn't come out yet.

In fact, Lin Mo never thought that he could get the other person out of his knot just by talking. After all, he was not the protagonist.

Talking about it now is just to let the other party take care of things.

"Now Lingtai Mountain and Cihang Mountain should be almost sorted out. The next step is to quickly hold a meeting of the three branches and make a decision." Lin Mo continued.

"After all, the crisis is not over yet."

It wasn't until the last sentence was spoken that Zhang He came back to his senses.

Yes.

The crisis is not over yet.

The outcome of the Sitong War is unknown, and the whereabouts of Overseas Tianzun and others are uncertain.

In addition, Wang Jiangzi and others appeared from nowhere.

Nowadays, the situation in Huaizhou seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult for people to figure it out.

The crisis...is not over yet.

Outside Sitong City.

The vast plains were littered with corpses and rivers of blood.

There were large numbers of ravens with red eyes hovering in the sky, chirping and making unpleasant sounds.

Occasionally, some brave ones would swoop down from the sky, pass over the battlefield, and pick up a few pieces of flesh and blood.

Afraid of causing hunting by those people wearing black monk robes and strange costumes on the earth.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, there was a broken black tower.

Mudlou stood naked on the broken tower.

There were large and small bloody holes on the burly body, and most of the chains wrapped around his body were also broken.

And on the left chest, there was a scar that nearly cut half of his body.

It was a halberd wound. It came from the last blow of the unparalleled general, Ji Changxu, which almost cut him into two pieces. Unfortunately, he was the winner in the end.

Nilou recited the Purana Sutra silently in his heart. Thinking of this, his heart felt extremely empty.

The whole person felt lonely and empty, as if he didn't belong here.

"Junior Brother Wutian, how are you? Have you found the whereabouts of those people?"

The moment he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared next to Mu Lou.

"Those people ran very fast. It seems that Mr. Yin has some strange means to cover his tracks. He has already traveled thousands of miles in an instant. I have searched the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. There is no one there. Maybe he is far away." Zhao Wumian Said softly.

He was now dressed in rich clothes, covered in blood, and even the strange-colored pupils occasionally shed blood.

It was obvious that a large-scale fight had taken place.

However, its aura has not weakened at all, and has even become much stronger.

"Did you still run away? He is indeed a famous person in Huaizhou, but if he takes refuge in the black Buddha, what's the use of running away."

Ni Lou rubbed the huge wound on his chest, his tone full of ridicule.

With the advantage of taking the lead, the siege can be said to be extremely successful.

Lingtai Sect, Qianshan Sect, and the imperial coalition were defeated at once.

The only miscalculation was that the unparalleled general was a bit powerful. With the power of his eight thousand unparalleled guards, the Dharma body he had gathered was close to the fourth calamity. If he hadn't been well prepared, he would have almost overturned.

"General Gao, thank you very much for this. If you have any requests, please tell Ni, and Black Buddhism will definitely satisfy them."

Ni Lou continued, his tone sincere, and even a rare smile appeared on his face.

As the words fell, a figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

He was a handsome man wearing golden liger armor. His aura was as hot as the sun, and his eyes were as deep as deep pools, making it difficult for people to understand his thoughts.

He was talking about Gao Zuo, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces this time.

It's just that at this time, Gao Zuo was not as cynical as he was in the army, but had a solemn look on his face.

Hear the words and speak out:

"There is no need for benefits, just the little Buddha head remembers our agreement, haha, as for thanks,

Next time we meet, Gao will personally thank the little Buddha and learn about the wonders of the Krishna Sutra."

Gao Zuo glanced at the battlefield littered with corpses under the tower, with a wave of confusion in his eyes. After speaking, he sneered again and disappeared like smoke.

Nilou didn't take it seriously, his smile was still bright.

"As expected of the son of Lieutenant Gao, hehe, he is indeed very magnanimous. However, I would like to know how this extremely forbearing lieutenant will be infamous if news spreads here."

"I can take action." Hearing this, Zhao Wumian said.

Although the two parties have agreed to keep it secret, anyone who believes in this agreement is a fool.

"It's okay. Whether you say it or not, the outcome is the same. Do you really think that paper can contain fire?" Ni Lou shook his head.

"Now that the general trend has been achieved, this great Zhou Dynasty is like a candle in the wind, so what if you have the courage to sacrifice the three states of Huai Taiyu?

Just hanging on for a breath."


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