True Martial Dragon The first thousand four hundred and ninety-eight chapters, those who violate my dragon family will be punished even if they are far away
The first thousand four hundred and ninety-eight chapters, those who violate my dragon family will be punished even if they are far away
Buzz!
The dark clouds are rolling, the yellow sand is changing, and the sky thousands of miles away is filled with blackness. It is like the end of the world is coming, and there is a frightening pressure in the sky, and the hearts of all the creatures in the blocked territory are heavy.
The golden-red light and shadow flashed endlessly in the dark clouds like thunder, and seemed like a divine dragon wandering among them with no head or tail, adding a third degree of mystery.
"Amitabha, very good!"
The alarm bell sounded loudly in the Vajra Temple. Thousands of monks came out of the mountain gate and formed a strange formation. Only a few dozen old monks or young and strong ones looked into the air with gleaming eyes and solemn expressions.
"The Golden Sage came to the Western Region and invaded our Vajra Temple. Could it be that our human race has no one?"
The situation was such that he had an angry look on his face. Even though he had successfully practiced Buddhism and his state of mind had calmed down for a long time, he was still furious after being bullied like this.
This was no longer a slap in the face, but Chi Guoguo's provocation, which was ignored.
You know, even if they break up with Daxue Mountain and start a dispute over the sect's inheritance, they still don't have such a big fanfare and attack the sect. It's obviously clear that they are not good.
"You, the monk, should know very well why I am here. If you hand over the people, I will never touch the Vajra Temple. Otherwise, don't blame me for diverting water from heaven and earth and flooding this ancient Buddhist temple!"
Golden light burst out, holy power surged, and a tall middle-aged man wearing a rolling golden dragon robe appeared in the air, looking down at the monks. It was the Demon Saint Golden Scale.
What he said was not polite at all. Under the provocation, he slapped his face and slapped him again, which seemed to have defeated Kongang Temple.
It's not that the Golden Scale City is not deep enough, but with his current strength, there is no need to worry about a Half-Remnant Heaven Grade sect that only has a lot of foundation left.
The most important thing is that he is very angry. He has felt the aura of his beloved daughter more than once along the way, but he has never found the true identity.
What made him want to skin Wu Ming alive even more was that he had already figured out what kind of torture his daughter Jin Liuli had suffered.
Now, among the monks of Vajra Temple, there are two foreign protectors who also have this kind of aura.
No matter how deep the city is, how can you maintain a good temper after realizing that your daughter has been eaten?
Now that he didn't break down the mountain gate and arrest the people as soon as he came up, Jin Lin had enough restraint!
"Monster, how can our Vajra Temple be a place where you can act wild?"
Before he finished speaking, a burly old monk became furious and shouted.
Judging from his vigorous energy and blood, he is clearly not weaker than the supreme semi-saint. He also practices Buddhism, but he is as powerful as a vajra with his angry eyes.
It has to be said that daring to glare at a demon saint like this is considered courageous enough, even if it is just a brave spirit!
But this is nothing more than a temporary show of pleasure!
"not good!"
The situation was such that my heart skipped a beat, and I shouted in a voice like thunder, "Form up!"
boom!
Being prepared, the monks did not panic much. Apart from being under a mountain of pressure, they all formed a formation with great tacit understanding and silently recited the Secret Mantra Sutra of Vajra Temple, connecting their minds and hearts.
In an instant, I saw a great golden light, and in the brilliant colors, ten thousand Buddhas appeared in the world, as if the Buddha's kingdom was universal.
"court death!"
But facing a demon saint, especially one with angry golden scales, this is obviously not enough.
Before the formation was completely solidified, a cold light flashed in Jin Lin's eyes, and he lowered his claws. However, when the wind and clouds surged, there was a huge dragon claw condensed in the thunder, and the light and shadow of the Buddhist Kingdom were instantly captured.
among.
"puff……"
In just one breath, half of the thousands of monks suddenly turned pale and vomited blood. The rest of them swayed with fear in their eyes.
The Holy Power cannot be violated, this is the power of the Holy One, one strike contains the power of Heaven!
"Open the formation!"
The situation was such that his eyes were red, his white eyebrows were raised, and he gave a sharp shout.
Boom!
But after hearing the roar of drums resounding across the sky and the earth, the sky of the Vajra Temple was filled with light and shadow, and the gilded runes were mysterious and unparalleled, outlining chains of runes that stretched across the void and covered dozens of miles in radius.
What's even more astonishing is that the two mountain peaks seemed to have come to life. With thousands of monks lined up on both sides, they were connected by rune chains and turned into two thousand-foot-long Vajras, exuding overwhelming power. They were holding demon-conquering pestles and glaring.
Golden scales.
"Golden Saint, human and demon tribes are now in an alliance to jointly resist the demonic calamity. As a demon tribe saint, you wantonly attack our Vajra Temple, do you want to break the alliance between the two tribes? Are you not afraid that this underground demon cave will erupt, and all the saints of our tribe will
The palace asks for guilt?"
The general situation shouted angrily.
"This Saint is here to kill mortals. You, ignorant of what is good and bad, dare to harbor the murderer who kidnapped my beloved daughter. You will deserve to die!"
Jin Lin glanced at the two angry-eyed Vajras exuding holy power indifferently, pointed at the three pale-faced monks who were vomiting blood among the monks, and said, "Now, I will give you another chance to hand over Wu Ming and the three of them.
The Holy Spirit will leave immediately and will never touch Vajra Temple in the slightest, otherwise..."
Although I haven’t finished speaking, the meaning is very clear and I am confident!
Not only is it crushing in terms of strength, but there is also an unspoken rule tacitly accepted by the canonization power, which is to kill the mortal!
Cut off the cause and effect of mortal world!
The destructive power of the power of the Holy Realm is too great. Even a Half-Saint has no resistance in front of such a powerful person. If it is left unchecked, it is unknown how much damage it will cause.
Therefore, although the covenant between heaven and man does not list the prohibition against the Holy Realm powerful beings from taking action against the creatures under them, there is a default rule, that is, after being canonized, you can have a chance to take action to cut off the cause and effect of the past.
And Wu Ming is Jin Lin’s target!
"Jin Sheng, I know that that person is causally involved with you, but he is now a Buddhist disciple of our temple, and the past has long been put aside..."
The situation has made my heart sink slightly. I know that I can't use the temples to scare the opponent, but I don't want to really let go and fight. I just hope that the opponent can retreat after seeing the power of the Vajra Temple.
"snort!"
Jin Lin's face darkened, and there was a hint of golden-red thunder in his eyes. His patience was obviously running out, and he said in a cold voice, "The holy power cannot be violated. I don't want to have a grudge with the Vajra Temple, but you guys... huh?"
Before he finished speaking, he turned slightly sideways and looked to one side with eyes as bright as lightning.
"The Golden Saint arrived in the Western Regions, but he was greeted from afar and disrespected."
But I saw a flash of white clouds at the top of the sky, and a thousand-mile light and shadow squeezed out from the dark clouds. Dozens of figures were revealed inside. The leader was wearing a snow-white robe. He was a man with a majestic face and eyebrows like snow. He was forty.
A middle-aged man of about 10 years old.
"Snow Qianzhong!"
His heart sank due to the general situation, and his face turned extremely ugly. He was obviously thinking of the reason why the Lord of the Snowy Mountains appeared at this time!
King Kong Temple is not afraid of a single Snowy Mountain or Golden Scale, but at worst, both sides will suffer in a last-ditch battle.
But if the two great saints join forces, and there is a sword saint with an unknown purpose who never shows up, Kongang Temple will be in danger!
Although Jin Lin didn't know about the conflict between Daxue Mountain and Vajra Temple, as a powerful person in the Holy Realm, he could absorb the changes in an instant and make an accurate guess.
Therefore, after realizing the other party's intention, Jin Lin didn't get angry. Anyway, everyone got what they needed.
It's best to make friends with the Vajra Temple. If you don't make friends, break the sect-protecting formation, arrest the people yourself, and wipe out the family in the Snowy Mountains, you don't have to worry too much about it, so why not?
"Fellow Daoist Snow, today I..."
But before Jin Lin finished speaking, the red light in his eyes suddenly blazed brightly, and his body was covered with red gold brilliance, as if the waves were surging, with endless crashing sounds, which was a sign of extreme anger.
Regardless of whether it is a dragon or a real dragon, whenever it encounters life-threatening danger or extreme anger, its scales will instinctively stand up as a warning, even if it takes the form of a human!
"Junior, accept your fate!"
Jin Lin roared like thunder, and with a flick of his hand, a strong wind blew up, and the thunder was like an arrow at his fingertips, reaching the top of the white clouds. Xue Qianzhong stood beside him, a young man with a stalwart figure and a majestic appearance. He was none other than Zhan Tai.
Destroy the light.
"Brother Jin..."
Xue Qianzhong was smiling all over his face, waiting for Jin Lin to show his good will, and then he would join forces with him to destroy the Vajra Temple. Unexpectedly, Jin Lin turned against him as soon as he said he would, and took action against Zhan Taimi, who was the most talented person in Daxue Mountain and was also his direct disciple.
Show the killer.
How can this be tolerated?
Although he is also a saint, even if Jin Lin has a new breakthrough, he is an existence with extremely deep foundation, which is far beyond the comparison of people like him who borrow foreign objects to become saints.
Coupled with the unexpected attack, although Xue Qianzhong responded promptly, he was still half a beat too late.
But seeing the thousands of blizzards struck by his palm, they were directly pierced by the thunder arrows and even annihilated. Although most of the strength was eliminated, after all, it was Jin Lin who shot with anger, and his strength was not weak.
Boom!
Almost in an instant, Zhan Tai Mieming was knocked away, vomiting blood in mid-air, and a snow-white crystal wall shield appeared in front of him. It was covered with cracks and flashed with lightning, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.
Although he blocked the blow, Zhan Tai Mieming's aura was extremely weak, and he was obviously seriously injured.
But no matter what, Zhantai Mieming, who is a half-saint of the Second Realm Divine Realm, is proud enough to be able to withstand a powerful strike from the Holy Realm.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, are you going to start a war with Daxue Mountain? Xue asked himself, Daxue Mountain has never offended fellow Daoist Jin, so why did he sneak attack on a junior?"
Xue Qianzhong looked ugly, and an eight-sided snow-green holy sword appeared in his hand. The hilt was as sharp as a thorn, emitting a cold light, and there was snow falling for hundreds of miles, which was extraordinary.
This sword is none other than the Snow Mountain Holy Sword Piaoxue Sword!
"Hahaha, you are so brave. You dare to eat my daughter and offend my dragon clan. You will be punished no matter how far away you are!"
Jin Lin laughed angrily, almost bursting from anger, and shouted sternly, "If you hand over the person now, I can not hold the sect innocent, otherwise... I will drain the water of the two rivers, flood the Western Region, and cut off
Your sect’s inheritance!”
"court death!"
"Be bold!"
As soon as these words came out, Xue Qianzhong was also very angry. Why don't you eat the dragon? You are a saint and you dare to be so rude to someone of the same level?
You must know that the source of Tianlong River and Huanglong River is at the border of the Western Regions and Xixia. It has always been a strategic place where various ethnic groups compete.
Not to mention Daxue Mountain and Vajra Temple, even the holy temples dare not use this threat to the various forces living here. This is the reverse scale among reverse scales!
Although Jin Lin was consecrated, the time was too short. Even though they had several exchanges, they still didn't know the various secrets here. At this time, it was a taboo.
Suddenly, in addition to Xue Qianzhong's true anger, in addition to the two Thousand-foot Vajra in the Vajra Temple, an old monk who was as skinny as a mummy also came out of the crowd. He struck the Skanda pestle from a distance, shining on the golden scales of his head.