Lin Xiaodong's black silhouette opened his arms, and all three of King Shura's fists punched into his chest.
King Shura looked up to the sky and screamed, retreated, and all three arms were broken at the forearms.
Jingrong Xian never expected that King Shura would be at a disadvantage. He was so angry that he grinned and stamped his feet, gritting his teeth and unleashing his power.
King Shura then stamped his feet, beat his chest, roared again, and the four broken arms grew back from the fractures, running towards Lin Xiaodong like a mountain.
The shadows of countless hands grew inside Lin Xiaodong's body, and he got into a scuffle with King Shura.
The shadow of that hand was the same as Lin Xiaodong's body, everything it touched would disappear. Two two-foot-tall giants fought fiercely, and the winner was determined after only five touches.
King Shura cannot hurt Lin Xiaodong, and wherever he touches him, he will be swallowed by the void. Even eighteen hands are not enough.
But King Shura shook his body, sprouted more arms, and attacked Lin Xiaodong like crazy.
But Lin Xiaodong's body was just like a shadow on the ground, which could not be seen or touched. King Shura was extremely powerful, but completely useless.
Gradually, the red light on King Shura's body became darker and darker, and the speed of wound healing and growth became slower and slower. Finally, he could no longer hold on and retreated.
The fierce and aggressive King Shura also had a day when he felt fear in his heart.
Jing Rongxian lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, the tip of his nose was covered with sweat, and the Shura mirror above his head was trembling slightly.
Lin Xiaodong reached into his chest, took out a black vortex, and held it in his hand.
The whirlpool was the size of a washbasin and kept spinning, exerting a huge force on King Shura.
Even if King Shura has eight legs and eighteen hands, he cannot resist this huge force. He is like a hedgehog, being gradually sucked away by the whirlpool.
Watching yourself disappear into nothingness is what Lin Xiaodong calls real fear.
The nine heads of King Shura let out heart-piercing screams in unison, and their huge bodies slowly fell into the void.
With a ding sound, the Shura Mirror broke into two halves and fell to the ground.
Jing Rongxian's hair was disheveled, she knelt down and clutched her chest, and said in a daze: "How is that possible?"
Lin Xiaodong gradually shrank and returned to his normal appearance. He said to Jingrong Xian: "You destroy the Mysterious treasure, and I destroy your treasure. We are even."
Miaoweizi shook his head: "You practice such evil magic, and you still want to be the leader of the female fairies of Shannan Road?"
Fairy Miaoming said: "Just wait, I will tell Gong Chunzi about this matter."
Jing Rongxian came back to her senses, turned to look at Chen Weiran, and begged with her eyes: "Senior Brother Chen!"
Chen Weiran was already shocked by Lin Xiaodong's method just now, but after looking at Jingrong Xian's pitiful big eyes, he decided to give it a try.
"We have agreed on a competition between fairies, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Chen Weiran stepped forward.
Fairy Miaoming squinted her eyes and said, "Immortal Jingrong is no match for Taoist Lin in all her magic, how dare you try to show off your strength?"
Ling Daozi followed: "Didn't you see Taoist Master Lin's ability just now?
Do you think you are his opponent?"
Chen Weiran looked back at Jingrong Xian and said, "You have to try it before you know!"
The Huaxuan Sword was unsheathed and stabbed at Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong stretched out his right hand, pinched his thumb and index finger together and then spread them open. A vortex appeared on the fingertip, the size of a bull's eye.
Chen Weiran pierced the whirlpool with his sword, and when he took back the Hua Xuan Sword, he saw that only the second half was left.
"ah?"
Chen Weiran was frightened and took half a step back.
Lin Xiaodong said: "Jingrong Xian practices evil arts, and you still help her?"
Chen Weiran turned his head and glanced at Jingrong Xian: "This is a matter for the immortals of Shannan Dao."
He stretched out his hand and revealed the Wind Seal.
Lin Xiaodong said: "Even if I don't move, you can't hurt me at all."
Chen Weiran knew that he was no match, so he picked up the Wind Seal and shined it on Lin Xiaodong, releasing a strong wind.
Lin Xiaodong stood still, his body shook, and then gradually recovered.
When Chen Weiran saw it, he shook his head and sighed, put away the Wind Seal, and said to Jingrong Immortal: "Junior Sister, I tried my best."
Stepped aside.
Miaoweizi said to Jingrong Xian with a livid face: "You have ruined my treasure, and Lin Taoist priest has ruined yours. We are even today. You can go, I don't want to see you again."
Jing Rongxian picked up the Shura Realm that was broken into two halves, pursed her lips and glared at Lin Xiaodong: "Just wait!"
He walked away with a puff of sleeves.
After Jingrong Fairy left, Miao Weizi hugged Fairy Miaoming and shed tears: "The Immortal Mystic Umbrella is broken! What will I do in the future!"
Fairy Miao Ming also shed tears, patted Miao Weizi on the back, and said with gritted teeth: "Xian Jingrong is really hateful, I just killed her! She practices evil arts anyway!"
Fairy Yunyi said: "Even if Immortal Jingrong practices evil arts, that is also their Shannan Road matter. If we take action, they will not believe it no matter what."
Ling Daozi pinched his waist and said unwillingly: "Is this the end of it?"
Lin Xiaodong blinked and said, "Maybe I can do something."
The four sisters all looked at Lin Xiaodong.
Miaoweizi's nose turned red and asked, "What can Taoist Lin do?"
Lin Xiaodong said: "I may have a way to restore the Immortal Umbrella to its original state."
Miaoweizi blinked: "Really?"
Fairy Miaoming glanced at the umbrella frame on the ground: "Can it be restored after being burned like this?"
Lin Xiaodong said: "Let me give it a try."
Miaoweizi picked up the umbrella rib and handed it to Lin Xiaodong with both hands.
Lin Xiaodong held the umbrella rib in one hand and opened the palm of the other hand, revealing a black vortex.
Lin Xiaodong sent the umbrella frame into the whirlpool, and when he took it out again, it returned to its original appearance.
Milavi was so shocked that he covered his mouth with his hands and stared.
Fairy Miaoming was stunned: "How is this possible?"
Fairy Yunyi said in surprise: "Can it really be restored to its original state?"
Lingdaozi said: "This is hundreds of years of Taoism!"
Miaoweizi reached out to take the Immortal Umbrella, rubbed it, and saluted Lin Xiaodong excitedly: "Thank you, Taoist Lin!"
Lin Xiaodong said: "Fairy, you don't have to be polite. You are the leader of the fairies. How can you do it without the treasure in your hand?"
Fairy Miaoming said happily: "I have broken the evil spell of Jingrong Fairy, and my sister's magic umbrella has been repaired again. I am really happy!"
Fairy Yunyi praised: "It's incredible that a treasure that was damaged like this can be restored. Master Lin's teachings are incredible!"
It was almost noon, Miaoweizi invited everyone to have lunch together, and then everyone went back to the mountain in the afternoon.
Jingrong Xian suffered another defeat at the hands of Lin Xiaodong. Not only was he unable to ridicule Milton, but his practice of sorcery was also known to others.
A few days later, late at night, a red rainbow stretched across the night sky in the northwest direction.
Lin Xiaodong was already asleep. He suddenly opened his eyes, put on his clothes, came to the courtyard, looked to the northwest, and frowned.
A few days later, in the early morning, Chen Zhenfang left Dingtian Palace and went to Yunlan Mountain.
The Egret Boy came out to greet him, and Chen Zhenfang looked solemn and said, "I have something I want to ask to see Taoist Master Lin."
The egret boy took Chen Zhenfang to the back hall. As soon as they entered, Lin Xiaodong appeared on the futon.
Chen Zhenfang saluted Lin Xiaodong: "Long time no see, Taoist priest."