The first thousand four hundred and ninety-nine chapters
boom!
The demon-conquering pestle is like a giant pillar holding up the sky, with runes densely covered on it. When it is smashed down, there is a faint light of Buddha in the sky, and the sound of chanting is accompanied by bursts. It can ward off all evils and retreat from demons. It is a Buddhist sacred instrument.
Without checking Jin Lin, he was hit on the head of his pocket. His head was broken and bleeding, his hair was disheveled, and his whole body was making loud waves. He was obviously extremely angry.
"Asshole!"
There was a bloody light in the golden-scaled eyes, not because he was angry and losing his mind, but because he was actually murderous. Amidst the roar, the red-gold light glowed around him, like a peerless demon, and the cold wind blew up.
There was a rapid crackling sound like rain hitting plantains, and the dark clouds were extremely dense, as if day and night suddenly changed, and a dark and dazzling sun rose inside.
If you look carefully, you will see that the sun is there. It is clearly a ball of dark luster, and a light and shadow inside exudes a sharp edge. It is a dark blue iron gun!
"Call the wind!"
Jin Lin held the iron spear in his hand and swung it far away. With a piercing clang, he swung away the Demon-Conquering Pestle that came again, and blocked the Piaoxue Sword that took advantage of the opportunity to stab him.
Woohoo!
A whistling sound like the heaven and earth suddenly appeared, but the billowing black wind swept in like a wave and surrounded hundreds of miles in radius.
Especially the two thousand-foot-long Vajra, even though they were covered in golden light, they were still unable to withstand the black wind and huge waves, and their huge bodies actually staggered as if they were drunk.
"How dare you monster!"
The mummified old monk screamed sharply, and the magic pestle in his hand was dazzling with brilliance, as if it came to life. Countless runes twisted endlessly, bursting out with thousands of rays of light, breaking through the black wind and huge waves, and directly grabbing the golden scales behind it.
"If you, a bald donkey, were at your peak, I would still be jealous of you. Now... how dare you, a pseudo-saint who is just living an ignoble existence, be so presumptuous in front of me?"
Jin Lin looked disdainful, shook the iron spear, and made a sharp chirping sound, instantly like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, leaving a sharp white mark in the void, the tip of the spear made a clanging sound, and hit the center of the demon-subduing pestle.
boom!
Then there was a roar, and an invisible light wave swayed between the two, tearing out jagged ripples. This was a sign before the space crack was about to explode.
The old mummified monk grunted and staggered back, creating depressions in the air in the air. The light and shadow beneath his feet exploded, and his power was in chaos. It was obvious that he had suffered from depression.
“It’s snowing thousands of miles away!”
Thousands of layers of snow roared like waves, the swords in their hands clanged loudly, and dazzling white light erupted. The cold air between heaven and earth surged, and even the rolling black waves seemed to have a tendency to be frozen.
Countless lightsabers are floating like snowflakes. They look beautiful, but they contain endless murderous intent!
Any target within the light of the Snowflake Sword, once struck by the Snowflake Sword that contains the mighty power of the Holy Dao, will inevitably be like maggots on the tarsal bones, chipping away at the metal and corroding the bones until the Dao disappears. It is extremely powerful.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
A cold light flashed in Jin Lin's eyes, and he shook the iron gun in his hand again, pointing at the sky above Xue Qianzhong's head, and the light like thunder flashed away, "Call the rain!"
Boom!
Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, strong winds blew up, and fist-sized dark cyan raindrops fell like hailstones, leaving sharp white lines in the sky wherever they passed.
These are not raindrops, they are clearly meteors containing supreme power, trying to destroy everything in front of them!
Tsk tsk tsk!
Almost instantly, less than half of the snowflake sword light was annihilated, and the rest was wiped out visibly to the naked eye, and could not even reach Jin Lin's side. What was even more frightening was that the raindrops not only covered Qianzhong Xue, but also covered the disciples of Daxue Mountain.
"Stop it, Brother Jin, please take away your magical power. I will not interfere with your grudges between you and Vajra Temple anymore..."
Xue Qianzhong's pupils shrank, and he shouted urgently. The Snow Sword in his hand was not slow, and the white cold light exploded to the extreme. If there was a disagreement, he would take action with all his strength.
It's no wonder he is like this. The saint attacks without any scruples, while the half-saint has almost no ability to resist. That is to say, peerless geniuses like Zhan Tai Mieming have one or two trump cards.
If we really want to defeat him, if our Half Saint is lost here, it will be a huge loss!
Unfortunately, he misjudged Jin Lin's determination, and did not expect that being divided and eaten by Jin Liuli made him furious to the extreme. If it were not for the strength of the canonized queen, he would have lost his mind at this time.
Even so, he was on the verge of losing his mind, so he took action without mercy!
"court death!"
Almost in an instant, Xue Qianzhong judged that Jin Lin had no intention of holding back. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Piao Xue Sword in his hand stabbed out without any hesitation, as if a snowflake magnified countless times bloomed in his hand.
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Buzz!
In an instant, the snow-white sword of light soared into the sky, as if it had pierced the netherworld, piercing a hole in the sky. Amidst the sharp roar, the holes in the space riddled with holes erupted with terrifying devouring power.
Whether it is black wind and huge waves, dark green raindrops, golden light in the sky, or endless snowflakes, they are all within the swallowing range.
Obviously, this attack created a real fire, completely letting go of the last bit of scruples!
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities!"
The golden scales were coldly exposed, and his eyes were ferociously glanced at the Half-Saint of the Snow Mountain. The iron gun in his hand shook slightly, as if it was about to be stabbed out at the next moment.
"Baoguang, take action to stop him, otherwise if our Snowy Mountain is damaged, I will definitely retreat immediately!"
Xue Qianzhong's eyes were wide open and he said sternly.
"snort!"
The old mummified monk's eyes were gloomy. Even under the golden Buddha light, he could not hide the aura of death and death, as if he were a demon.
boom!
But his hand was not slow, and he quickly smashed out the magic pestle, directly attacking the vital part of Jin Lin's back. After all, if Ruoxue Qianzhong retreats, he will be the only one who can't support him!
"court death!"
Jin Lin shouted coldly, but he didn't make any movements, not even turning around. The iron spear that had the sign of stabbing forward buzzed, and with a shake of his elbow, he pushed it back.
There was a loud noise, like thunder exploding, and a fine crack burst out, but it was instantly healed by the two powerful forces of the Holy Dao that swept out.
The old mummified monk took two steps back, his face gloomy, his eyes unable to conceal his shock. This was the second time he was knocked back since the fight, and he was obviously not as powerful as Jin Lin.
boom!
But just when Jin Lin was about to continue his efforts and teach Xue Qianzhong an unforgettable lesson, there was a sudden darkness above his head, as if a terrifying force coming that covered the sky and the sun was coming. Even as a demon saint, he felt his whole body sinking.
"King Kong!"
Jin Lin's eyes were cold, and he looked at the two fallen Demon-Conquering Pestles with a serious look. The iron gun in his hand shook, and it was placed across his head.
Boom!
Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, terrifying light waves swept out, causing ripples in the void, as if a mirror was about to break, bursts of dazzling light erupted.
Jin Lin, the unparalleled new demon saint, crashed into the ground like a falling meteor. It was like an earth dragon turning over for a hundred miles, setting off waves of earth, but in the light wave centered on the Vajra Temple
gradually healed.
"Use all your strength to suppress this beast!"
The old mummified monk shouted sharply, but he also knew that with his current strength, it would be difficult to kill Jin Lin. The only thing he could do was to rely on people and the right location to suppress him.
boom!
Before he finished speaking, the three-pole demon-subduing pestle soared into the sky, and immediately descended like a golden spear of thunder and punishment, forming a pin-shaped formation and falling from the sky.
What's especially terrifying is that a Buddha's figure rising up in the sky and leaning on the ground rises in the sky of the Vajra Temple. He presses it down with a palm in the air. There is a Buddha seal with the word "" inside, which carries the power of endless sealing and goes straight to the place where the golden scale fell.
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
Xue Qianzhong's eyes flashed with fear, but he still gritted his teeth and thrust out his sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the golden scales.
call!
In an instant, silver-white ice covered the area, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye. It contained densely packed mysterious sword-shaped runes that looked like snowflakes.
Boom!
But after an instant, a terrifying force burst out from inside, an iron spear suddenly stabbed out, and a gloomy golden scaled face jumped out of it, but it caught up with the three magic pestles and Buddha seals falling from the sky.
"You deserve to die!"
There was blood in the golden-scaled eyes, and a spear thrust out, as if it was going to pierce a hole in the world.
With a loud bang, it was covered by thousands of feet of golden light, and the whole thing was pressed to the ground again. It was not only the demon-subduing pestle and Buddha seal falling from the sky, but also the power of the earth surging underground. Under the pull of the Vajra Temple formation, it hit the golden scales. Forming a two-sided attack.
"hateful!"
The golden scales roared repeatedly and exploded crazily, but it was difficult to break through the mighty power of heaven and earth that contained no less than three saints. "If you don't take action anymore and want to reap the benefits, don't blame me for taking action on you after I escape from trouble!"
"Um?"
The expressions of Xue Qianzhong and the mummified old monk changed slightly, their pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints, and they each took defensive actions in an instant.
Zheng!
But at this moment, a crisp sword roar suddenly sounded, as sharp as lightning, as misty as wind, and the impermanent sword light emerged from nothingness, and no one could be seen except the sword light!
"Juggernaut!"
But the two powerful men were still there for a moment. Judging from the great power contained in the sword light, the one who came was a swordsman with extremely powerful attacks.
bite!
Just at the moment when they were on guard, the swords and demon-subduing pestles in the hands of the two powerful men suddenly shook violently, bursting out with dazzling light. The two of them stepped back in succession, their eyes showing shock.
"This sage came here just to kill one person, please get away!"
The tall and slender woman with an ordinary face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, standing in mid-air with a sword holding an imposing figure, stabbed everyone blindly. She was none other than Li Twelve Niang, the master of the Red Sleeve Move!
"You ignore the iron law of suppressing demons and take action against us. Aren't you afraid of being suppressed by the temples?"
The mummified old monk shouted sharply.
"You are the new Sword Master Li Twelve Niang!"
Xue Qianzhong's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "We have no grievances, but today you..."
"Don't say what I said a second time!"
Li Twelve Niang raised her sword eyebrows, and the sword in her hand clanged loudly, as if she was about to take it out of its sheath and drink the enemy's blood in the next moment.
"Come on, stop her, the people from the temples will be here soon!"
The mummified old monk and Xue Qianzhong looked at each other. The two enemies who had been fighting for many years unexpectedly decided to join forces.
Because both sides have no right to retreat and cannot tolerate retreat!
"Huh, don't overestimate yourself..."
Li Twelve Niang shook her hand and struck a sword, and the supreme sword skill came out of her hand, as if the sword that split the sky appeared in the world. But at the moment when she was fighting with two powerful men, she suddenly felt a warning sign in her heart and did not hesitate. Turn around and strike with a sword.
hold head high!
The bloody sword dragon soared into the sky, swallowing up Li Twelve Niang in an instant and sinking into the sky!
boom!
At the same time, a huge golden and black Buddha figure stepped out from the Vajra Temple, struck it down with a palm in the air, and instantly pressed it on the head of the golden scale who had just poked his head out of the seal.
"Maikala!"
The old mummified monk's face was distorted, and his voice was three points sharper.