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Chapter 808: Suo Ming Sanskrit

evildoer?

Lin Yang couldn't help but sneer.

A person who did not hesitate to harm the lives of the whole village in order to cultivate spiritual Gu actually had the nerve to accuse others of being monsters, and said something about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground.

This is simply a thief shouting to catch a thief

Staring at the Zen heart sitting upright on the back of the white elephant, Lin Yang snorted coldly: "Buddha? Haha, you, a demon monk with a more vicious heart than a snake or scorpion, would you be embarrassed to mention Buddha? You are not afraid of annoying the Buddha, and descending down.

Did Honglian burn you group of fake monks to ashes in anger? Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? Humph, what I want to say is that even if you put down the butcher's knife, you can't become a Buddha."

"What an arrogant monster, he dares to speak to me like this." Chan Xin was furious, but at the same time, his heart was filled with surprise.

You know, what he said just now was written in the word "Saidai Sanskrit" of "Seeking Life".

This Sanskrit sound for seeking a life is similar to a delusion technique, but it is more concealed than ordinary delusion techniques and has a better effect. Generally speaking, as long as he uses the Sanskrit sound for seeking a life, his cultivation level is lower than that of him, he will do everything.

Being confused by his words, at least his mind will be affected to a certain extent, so that he can take advantage of the opportunity to kill the enemy with one move.

In the past, he had been able to do everything by relying on the sound of seeking life. Even some people with higher cultivation levels than him were trapped under the sound of seeking life. However, today, in front of Lin Yang, he has always regarded him as a trick.

The meaning of fate is invalid...

How could such a thing not surprise Zen Xin? Even in his heart, there was a hint of fear...

Zen heart stared at Lin Yang, but his mind kept turning: "Why has this kid had no influence in front of my life-seeking sound? Could it be that his cultivation is still above me? This is impossible,

It is absolutely impossible that he is so old, how could he have a higher cultivation level than mine?

His current cultivation level has passed the second heavenly tribulation and reached the early stage of the inner alchemy realm. If Lin Yang's cultivation level is higher than him, wouldn't he be even higher in the inner alchemy realm?

This...how is this possible

Zen Xin absolutely does not believe that Lin Yang's cultivation has broken through the second heavenly tribulation and formed the realm of inner alchemy.

But if it weren’t for the higher cultivation level than me, then what was the reason why Lin Yang could not be influenced by his life-seeking Sanskrit?

Zen thoughts and thoughts were broken, but I couldn't figure out the reason.

Of course he could not know that under Lin Yang, there was a charming existence like Lu Xiying. Lu Xiying's cultivation was not as good as Zen heart, but his attainments in charm were not inferior to Zen heart at all. And Lin Yang,

He had been trained here at Lu Xiying long ago. Faced with the life-seeking sound of the Zen mind, it would naturally not have any impact.

Seeing the faint sneer hanging on the corner of Lin Yang's mouth, Zen's heart was completely angry.

In his eyes, this sneer was full of disdain, contempt and ridicule...

Chanxin never thought that he was the only one who despises others, and one day he would be despised by others... And this person who despises him was still a person whose cultivation was not as good as him.

Is it unbearable

The anger of Zen heart was completely aroused and he roared: "Boy, do you really think my life-seeking Fanyin can't do anything to you?" Humph." He clasped his hands together, and while pulling the Buddhist beads on his hand, he activated the inside of his body.

Soul power, in a strange tone, quickly recited: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha..."

This sentence was chanted over and over again by him in a strange tone, and it turned out to be quite melodious, as if he was singing at the same time. But this song is really a song that can kill people.

As the chanting sounds, the villagers who followed the monks of Miaoyun Temple here knelt down on the ground, their expressions confused and dull. Obviously, they were all confused by the life-seeking sound of the Zen heart. At this time, even

If Zen heart lets them die, they will also cut off their wrist arteries without hesitation.

Although the effect of seeking life and Sanskrit is very good, there is no joy on Zen Xin's face.

Because he found that Lin Yang was still standing upright. Even the sneer at the corner of his mouth did not ease, but became stronger.

Is the Fanyin of the life-seeking man really useless to this kid?

Zen heart was shocked.

He didn't expect that the Sanskrit sound he had tried to activate with all his strength was still ineffective on Lin Yang.

At this moment, Lin Yang took a deep breath and shouted: "Wake up to me."

His voice was so loud that it was like a thunderous thunder that struck the night, and it seemed to shake the ground. At the same time, the villagers kneeling on the ground with dull expressions also woke up.

They were surprised at the state of the situation:

"Huh? Why am I kneeling on the ground?"

"What happened just now? Why do I seem to remember nothing?"

"It's so strange. I feel like I've had a sleep, what's going on?"

"hiss……"

Chanxin took a breath, and he never expected that Lin Yang was not affected by his life-seeking voice, but could even break his life-seeking voice in one word.

Such people must not stay in the world

"Hand it out"

Zen heart shouted loudly.

The monks of Miaoyun Temple who were surrounding the yard immediately clasped their hands together and recited the scriptures. Widths of blood-colored soul power surged out of their bodies and rolled together. At the same time, these blood-colored soul powers

He also divided the parts and swept towards the villagers around him who had not yet figured out the situation.

Seeing this scene, the knowledgeable Lu Wenqi shouted loudly: "These demon monks in Miaoyun Temple want to set up the Shura blood formation Lin Yang and stop them quickly. Otherwise, we will all become bloodthirsty Shura, completely

Losing your mind, only knowing how to fight.”

Hearing his voice, Zen was shocked and shouted: "Lu Wenqi? Why are you here?"

"kill"

Lin Yang took this opportunity and strode towards the Zen heart.

At the same time, the soul envoys under his command also appeared from the void and rushed towards the monks of Miaoyun Temple who were setting up formations around the yard. At this time, Lu Xiying also flew to the high altitude of the yard and rolled around.

The soul power surged with her stern shout: "What are you doing in a stand-alone manner? Why don't you let me get out here and wait for death?"

Her voice was extremely fascinating, just like the previous life-seeking sound of the mind. The villagers who heard her voice rolled and crawled away from here. However, there were also a few people who ran slowly and were wonderfully aware of the fact that they were so hard that they were not allowed to do so.

The blood-colored soul power released by the monks of Yun Temple entangled it and instantly turned into a thick white bone.

"ah--"

Seeing this scene, the villagers were frightened and screamed in horror.

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