Even Wan Shan and Gong Xuan, who are obviously higher in cultivation than Lin Xiaodong, are no match for Lin Landong! What should I do? Are they all going to die at the hands of Lin Xiaodong today?
Suddenly, all the monks were in danger, and many of them had already begun to retreat.
Wan Shan and Gong Xuan got up from the ground and looked at each other, they could see deep shock in each other's eyes.
Neither of them could understand why Lin Xiaodong was only a monk in the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. They were both in the second level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, but they couldn't even resist Lin Xiaodong's punch. This was so illogical! Lin Xiaodong must have a special treasure to help him, Wan Shan
He Gongxuan could only attribute the failure to this.
"Mom, come on, use your special skills to kill him together!"
Gong Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and said fiercely.
"Everyone can no longer hold back. This thief possesses a perverted treasure, and there is nothing he can do without a unique move."
Wan Shan gritted his teeth and took out a hundred bronze mirrors from his arms. This was the most powerful magic weapon he had.
It's called Mirrored Bronze. This bronze mirror can not only block all attacks, but also reflect attacks. It can have the effect of counterattacking the opponent's attack! Gong Xuan's trick is a little different. This guy sits cross-legged directly on the ground.
He put his hands together and muttered something, not knowing what skill he was going to use.
Many people around him responded, either taking out powerful magical weapons, or pinching their fingers and kneading secrets, all preparing for big moves.
"Want to play big?
Okay, I will play big with you."
Lin Xiaodong smiled coldly, opened his mouth and spat out his natal flying sword.
"Oh my god, that kid has a magic weapon of his own. What should we do?"
"It's too late. This time we are really too old to make trouble and provoke someone we can't afford to offend."
"What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, if there are so many of us, we can't kill him instantly if we attack together?"
"Calm down, don't stop!"
They had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running. Many people recognized at a glance that what Lin Xiaodong sacrificed was a magic weapon of their own. They turned pale and trembled with fear! But there were also tough people who reminded their companions not to panic, otherwise they would be killed.
Lin Xiaodong killed them one by one.
Those who can calm down are considered knowledgeable. They know that no matter how fast they are, they can't outrun the magic weapon, so they can only fight with Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong controlled his natal flying sword and first attacked those guys who shouted for everyone to calm down.
Get rid of these guys and this rabble will disperse.
"Ahh..." Several screams came, and Lin Xiaodong instantly killed four monks who were not panicking.
Just as Lin Xiaodong expected, when the other monks saw someone killed, they were so frightened that they all fled outside.
Lin Xiaodong immediately controlled the flying sword of his life to kill the monks who were running at the front, and scared these guys so much that they shrank back and crowded into the corner! "Don't kill me... I was wrong, I surrendered."
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Many cowards knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Xiaodong to beg for mercy.
There are not many people who really dare to confront Lin Xiaodong.
Apart from the disciples led by Wan Shan and Gong Xuan, there were only a few scattered monks.
"Brother Wanshan, fight him!"
Gong Xuan roared loudly, opened his mouth and swallowed a red magic net.
Lin Xiaodong had seen this trick before. When he was at the ruins, the skeleton had used it on him to stop the Divine Consciousness Demonic Network.
This trick is a spiritual consciousness spell that can only be used by great monks in the Concentration Stage. As a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Gong Xuan will probably do 800 damage to himself if he uses it forcefully. At the very least, his spiritual consciousness will cause great harm! From Gong Xuan
It can be seen from the look on his face. After this guy used this move, he instantly became more than ten years older, and his rosy face shriveled up! "Haha... The magic net of divine consciousness, you use it, the heat is too bad
There are too many, but they are incomparable to Gong Wentian."
Lin Xiaodong laughed twice, opened his mouth and spat out Gong Wentian's divine consciousness, and attacked Gong Xuan's divine consciousness net.
When Lin Xiaodong vomited out Gong Wentian's divine consciousness, a face appeared, which was exactly Gong Wentian's original face.
When Gong Xuan saw Gong Wentian's face, he was stunned and a chill ran through his body.
In the main hall of Shengtian Palace, there is a portrait of Gong Wentian. As long as they are from Shengtian Palace, no one does not know the consciousness that Lin Xiaodong spits out. That is the founder of Shengtian Palace! As the magic network of divine consciousness
Original, how can Gong Xuan's Taoism be compared to Gong Wentian's.
When the divine consciousness and the magic net came together, they swallowed up the magic net in one go.
Seeing this scene, Gong Xuan was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and muttered to himself: "How is it possible? How can this kid have the soul of the founder?"
"Let me tell you the truth. Your founder, Gong Wentian, wanted to be reborn. He happened to meet me and was killed by me. I also trained his consciousness, leaving only his soul, and planned to slowly attract him away.
Come and strengthen my soul!"
Lin Xiaodong was a little proud and hit Gong Xuandao hard.
Gong Xuan's expression turned red and white, his teeth tightened with anger, and his eyes nearly popped out.
"Brother Gong Xuan, cheer up and avenge your founder!"
After Wan Shan was ready, he put the bronze mirror in front of him as a protective device. Then he opened his mouth and spit out an ice blue bead.
This thing is called the Heart Blood Relic. It is a magic weapon cultivated by Wan Shan using blood essence. It is definitely his strongest attack.
After sacrificing the blood relic, Wan Shan took control and threw it at Lin Xiaodong.
Gong Xuan hated Lin Xiaodong so much that he cheered up and used a second killing move. This time it was not a divine spell. He also used the essence and blood magic weapon. It was a red fire sword, as red as blood, as if
Burning! Faced with two major killers, Lin Xiaodong remained calm and controlled the flying sword to slash at the two magic weapons.
The natal flying sword was indeed stronger. In the blink of an eye, the two magic weapons were chopped to the ground. When they fell to the ground, they had already broken into two halves.
Gong Xuan and Wan Shan's magic weapon of essence and blood was broken, which affected their hearts and spit out a mouthful of blood when they opened their mouths.
Lin Xiaodong would not give the two of them a second chance, and controlled his natal flying sword to stab straight away.
"Don't..." "Don't kill me..." Wan Shan and Gong Xuan shouted desperately. It was too late. The flying swords of their lives cut off their heads with two consecutive dodges, and they rolled and fell to the ground.
On the ground! The natal flying sword turned around, swiped a few times, and then cut off four more heads, all of which belonged to the monks who still wanted to fight Lin Xiaodong.
The whole place was silent. Everyone was dumbfounded and frightened. They didn't even dare to express their anger! The monks who had stood up in front were so frightened that they knelt down and cried for Lin Xiaodong's forgiveness.
The people who shouted the loudest among them were Wu Ming and Lu Xing!