"You are the descendant of Ahan!" Kang Xinghai said suddenly, then stretched out his right hand and clasped Ji Xiangtian's neck.
This was surprising, because he should have been restrained by Ling Han, unable to move at all.
However, Ji Xiangtian's strength can also be seen at this time. She sang a Buddhist chant and a golden light shield immediately formed on her body.
Bang!
Kang Xinghai's palm hit, but it was blocked by the golden shield.
He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that his strength would be so weak, and his face was full of surprise.
"Who am I?" He seemed to suddenly transform into a philosopher and asked an eternal question.
Ling Han took action and slapped him on the forehead. A powerful force surged through him. Bang, Kang Xinghai immediately fell down and fell into a coma. However, before closing his eyes, he still glanced at Ling Han.
That look... is indescribable, as if it can penetrate deep into the soul.
Damn, it seems like I'm being targeted by some powerful being.
Ling Han sighed, why did he slap him like this?
"By the way, who is Ahan?" he asked Ji Xiangtian.
Ji Xiangtian was silent at first, as if he was also in shock. After a while, he said: "The Buddha's Dharma name is Agama."
Hey, Agama is the Buddha, the founder of the Buddhist clan, the supreme and powerful man who became the ancestor king and was invincible for an era.
Wait, what era did Agama Buddha come from? And looking at Kang Xinghai's expression just now, it seemed that he knew Agama Buddha. What kind of old monster was he?
"This is clearly a Buddhist temple, and Kang Xinghai's will knows the Buddha, so you must know something!" Ling Han looked at Ji Xiangtian.
Ji Xiangtian's face remained calm and he said calmly: "The poor nun really doesn't know anything."
"Hey, Master, monks are not allowed to tell lies, otherwise they will be rejected by the Buddha and have to return to secular life to marry and have children." Ling Han deliberately ran away.
However, the endurance of this Buddhist saint was obviously far beyond his imagination, and she was completely indifferent. She even ignored him and continued to cast the Six-syllable Ming Wang Mantra on Kang Xinghai.
She rescued Kang Xinghai as a dead soul, over and over again, at least dozens of times, before Kang Xinghai opened his eyes weakly, with a blank look in his eyes: "Hey, why am I here? My head hurts!"
He got up and touched the back of his head, and was surprised to find that there was a large swelling.
Who did it?
When he was in the main hall, the oil lamp suddenly went out, and then a dark wind hit him, and he lost consciousness.
It shouldn't be Ling Han.
He glanced at Ling Han, still a little suspicious in his heart. He always felt that this style was very similar to Ling Han's.
Ling Han was too lazy to pay attention to him. He had no interest in Kang Xinghai at all. What made him curious was Ji Xiangtian. This woman must know a lot about Heitian Temple, but she was too strict and refused to reveal anything.
Ji Xiangtian explained that something strange happened in the palace before. She and Ling Han escaped in time, but Kang Xinghai was unfortunately attacked and possessed by an evil spirit, but luckily she was able to dispel it.
"Hiss!" Kang Xinghai bared his teeth. Only then did he realize that his life source power had been seriously lost. He wanted to cry without tears. Although he absorbed the benefits of the saint's oil lamp and improved his physique, he had consumed so much life source power.
Still a huge loss.
"No wonder there are rumors that the light shining in the Black Sky Temple will cause the death of living beings." Ji Xiangtian Youyou said, "It seems that it is this evil spirit."
Ling Han listened and said nothing.
Is it just as simple as evil spirits?
That was clearly an old monster who knew Agama Buddha. He had touched its will. Although it was still in a deep sleep state, or even just a fragment, it was absolutely incredibly powerful. If it were an evil spirit, it would be far beyond the ability of the auspicious heaven to drive it away.
of.
However, she was full of confidence, which puzzled Ling Han.
The other party is definitely not that stupid.
Therefore, this woman must have mastered some core secret to be so confident.
"Oh, let's say goodbye then." Ling Han waved to Ji Xiangtian. This Buddhist saint is also very scheming and may sell her off at any time, so it's better to go our separate ways.
"Want to run?" Kang Xinghai was reluctant. He had wanted to take action against Ling Han before, but a sudden change prevented him from taking action.
However, this does not mean that he will forget it.
Ling Han glanced at him, his eyes full of pity.
This guy had no idea that he had already dealt with him just now.
Ling Han turned around and left, turning his back to Ji Xiangtian and Kang Xinghai and waved.
Kang Xinghai wanted to pursue him, but was stopped by Ji Xiangtian.
Ling Han continued to walk around. There were many main halls here, more than a dozen of them side by side, and hundreds of them in depth.
He took a look and saw that there was an oil lamp in each hall. The effect was the same. It could improve physical fitness, but it could not last long. It would go out soon, and then something strange would happen.
Even though Ling Han reacted immediately, he was still "secretly plotted" and had slap marks on his body.
It was okay once or twice, but once more, he found that there was a Yin Qi in his body, which made his blood become cold.
He quickly unfolded the Six-Character Mingwang Mantra and drank it loudly in his body to drive away evil spirits and aliens.
After drinking it dozens of times in a row, Ling Han felt that his body had become a little warmer.
What kind of beings are buried in this temple? The corpses of saints were used to refine oil, and they even knew the Agama Buddha from ancient times. Their backgrounds are terrifying.
The water is very deep.
Ling Han felt a sense of urgency. He didn't care about the Black God Willow. He would run away if he found Xianxia here.
After turning around, he finally found other people, but many of them were in a state of lethargy. Their faces and hands were covered with dark blue palm prints, which made people panic just by looking at them.
boom!
A battle broke out in the distance. Ling Han's heart moved and he immediately rushed over.
He originally thought that Xianxia was born, but he didn't expect that there were five people fighting for a futon.
It’s just a futon, what’s there to argue about?
Ling Han opened his eyes and took a look, and couldn't help but be surprised. This futon was not simple. It looked like woven bamboo, but there were flashes of divine light and astonishing symbols appearing, which seemed to conform to some kind of true interpretation of the great road.
If you can sit on a futon and practice, you will definitely be able to help you realize the Tao, and you will get twice the result with half the effort.
No wonder those five people are fighting for it.
Ling Han was not polite and killed him too.
"Get lost!" The five of them were already in an inseparable fight. They were worrying about how to eliminate their opponents and get the treasure alone, but Ling Han wanted to step in and let them jointly target them immediately.
Ling Han laughed, and the evil energy attack was activated, bang bang bang, the five people's eyes suddenly turned white, and they fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
Unless his realm exceeds that of Ling Han, otherwise, he can solve everything with one blast of evil energy.
Ling Han easily picked up the futon, and as soon as he took it, his mind calmed down, and a series of enlightenments arose.
This is indeed a treasure, and it is very helpful for enlightenment.