Lingyu chuckled and rolled his big bright eyes slightly.
"But I heard that if you practice Guanyin Sitting Lotus, your combat effectiveness will definitely not be too strong."
"Uh, this, this." Brother Lin showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and immediately denied, "Hahaha, it's nothing. Where did you hear such a thing?"
"Did I remember it wrong?" Lingyu said with a smile without exposing Brother Lin.
"Of course you remembered it wrong."
In the distance, they found that they had attacked several times but were still unable to shake the thin man's defense of Guanyin Sitting in Lotus. The six Spirit Master monks looked at each other.
"The Guanyin Sitting Lotus defense in Zhenzen Temple is really extraordinary." One of the old men in blue-gray robes said with a solemn expression.
"I'm afraid this boy has cultivated Guanyin Sitting Lotus to such a profound level that we won't be able to break it in a short time." Another middle-aged man said.
"There is no other way, so this is the only way to go. Let's call those people over." The old man said.
"They may not dare to take action against the disciples of Zhenzen Temple." The middle-aged man frowned.
"They will be willing to do it for the secret treasure." The old man said, raising his hand and waving it in the air, dozens of characters condensed, and with a wave of his hand, all the characters flew in all directions.
After doing this, the six people gathered around Guanyin sitting on the lotus and stopped attacking.
"Hey, have they given up?" Lingyu blinked his big bright eyes.
"Probably not. These guys are the outer elders of Qingshuang Sect. Judging from the spiritual talisman he just used to communicate, they are calling for someone." Brother Lin said with some knowledge.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for his words to be fulfilled. Outside the formation, dozens of escaping lights suddenly flew in. Among those escaping lights, there were at least six or seven Spirit Master monks, and the other guys were all half
Bu Lingzun. Seeing those people appear, Brother Lin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Once he is besieged by these people, even though his Guanyin Sitting Lotus has strong defense, it will never be able to withstand it for long. If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant, not to mention that none of those guys are ants.
"This is terrible." The thin man nervously held the jade ruler in his hand. The spiritual instrument was indeed extraordinary. It was engraved with various scriptures and exuded an auspicious light.
...
"Boom."
The shock wave of the explosion gradually dissipated, and Han Yi's figure appeared in the sight of the ugly woman. He tried his best to attack, but he couldn't hurt Han Yi at all.
Han Yi was holding a head in his hand, and the monk Ling Zun had a frightened look on his face, as if he had seen something terrible before his death.
Just now, the ugly woman took advantage of him to attack the spiritual monk and covered him with the strongest attack of the poisonous dragon cone. However, it did not hurt him at all, but only destroyed the physical body and soul of the spiritual monk.
Han Yi let go of his hand, and the remaining head turned into ashes and dissipated.
"The Ten Evil Gang is so vicious that they don't even care about their own people." Han Yi looked at the ugly woman, "Your heart disgusts me more than your face."
"In that case, why not just treat me like a fart and let it go." If Han Yi had said this to her before, she would have been furious and fought Han Yi, but after seeing Han Yi's methods
After that, she was obviously scared.
In just a few breaths, Han Yi almost killed a spiritual monk with one punch, and almost relied on his physical body to withstand the strongest blow of her poisonous dragon cone, and he was still able to survive unharmed. This is not at the same level as them.
existence.
"I feel that a woman like you, whose soul is uglier than her face, is not worthy of living in the world."
As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, he saw the ugly woman turning around and running away without any hesitation.
"The soul-killing needle, the shocking thorn."
An invisible needle shot out suddenly and silently penetrated into the ugly woman's sea of consciousness.
"Ah——" The ugly woman screamed in pain that was like tearing her soul, holding her head and almost falling from the air. The pain in that moment made her almost lose control of her spiritual power.
But her body suddenly stiffened and she didn't dare to move. A big hand pressed on the top of her head, feeling as hard as metal. It was a metal glove worn on Han Yi's hand, which was sharp and ferocious.
"Search for souls."
With the cold words, the dark evil spirit surged out in an instant, completely covering the ugly woman's head, and the evil spirit penetrated directly into her sea of consciousness.
The shrill scream lasted for a few breaths and then stopped completely. Han Yi withdrew his hand. After experiencing the evil spirit's soul search, the ugly woman's consciousness had been completely destroyed, her ugly face was distorted, and her eyes were lifeless.
As soon as Han Yi let go, she fell into the bottomless abyss.
"It turns out that it was the Ten Evil Gang and the Qingshuang Sect who were behind this." Han Yi murmured to himself, "They actually united with most of the spiritual monks here." He turned around and looked around, looking at the thick red fog around him, covering the
He lost his sight and could not identify the direction at all. "The soul power is restricted, which is really troublesome."
After complaining, Han Yi grabbed it casually, and all the surrounding air was suddenly sucked in, compressed crazily between his fingers, and turned into a white sphere. He raised his hand and threw the white sphere out.
The white sphere suddenly turned into a terrifying storm, blowing away all the dense crimson fog within tens of thousands of meters around it.
Han Yi poured spiritual power into his eyes and faintly saw a burst of light like burning charcoal coming from his left side.
"Found it."
He changed direction and flew over. From the memory of the ugly woman, he learned that in the Starfall Cave, if you want to identify the direction, you can only rely on the stone wall, so when exploring downward, you must not leave the stone wall too far.
Far.
Han Yi approached the red-hot stone wall, chose a direction, and accelerated his escape speed. In just one cup of tea, the soul power he released with all his strength sensed a dozen strong spiritual power fluctuations.
He immediately opened up his escape speed and reached a distance of tens of thousands of meters in an instant. Enveloped by the formation's light curtain, the thin man faced the siege of dozens of monks alone, among which there were no less than ten Spirit Master monks.
He held a jade ruler and stood tall. Every time he waved it, the jade ruler burst out with intense white light. White lotuses appeared out of thin air at the feet of the monks, immediately imprisoning them. Even the spiritual monks
, was imprisoned and could not break free for a while.
With such a powerful spiritual weapon, ordinary monks would not be his opponent at all. But the thin man faced too many people. He could only rely on the spiritual weapon to barely resist, and there were also many attacks on his body at this time.
Injury.
Behind him, Ling Yu and other six-life Spirit Emperor monks were protected by a white lotus. No matter how strong the shock wave of the battle was, it could not affect them at all.
"Try harder, this kid can't hold it anymore."
The old man in gray clothes shouted, the seals in his hands changed rapidly, and countless frosts condensed into tiny ice spikes, which were sharp and sharp, exuding the breath of ice law.
More than a dozen Lingzun monks launched a majestic offensive. The thin man cried out in his heart. If he could not be defeated in normal times, he would have turned around and ran away, and these people were determined not to catch up with him. But now, in order to protect Lingyu,
Sister, he can only fight to the death.
"Old boy, you forced me."
The thin man cursed angrily, threw up the jade ruler in his hand, clasped his hands together, and formed a Buddhist seal. Suddenly, hundreds of Buddhist scriptures appeared around him.
"Nine spiritual rulers, one flower, one world."
As soon as he pointed out, all the Buddhist scriptures were submerged into the Nine Spirit Ruler. For a moment, the white Buddha light surged, and a white lotus flower slowly bloomed on the surface of the Nine Spirit Ruler.
The attacks flying around all slowed down, including the movements, expressions and spiritual power of the dozen spiritual monks, all slowed down, as if time was slowed down along with this white lotus.
Han Yi saw such a strange scene outside the light screen of the formation. Just as he was about to step into it, he suddenly felt a strong crisis, stopped his movements, and quickly retreated tens of thousands of meters.
I saw the white lotus blooming on the Nine Spirit Ruler. Its petals were scattered and flew in all directions. Everything touched by the lotus petals was decomposed into white light that filled the sky and dissipated in the world.
The dozen or so spiritual monks and dozens of half-step spiritual monks all disappeared into the white light without making a sound before they even had time to show their horrified expressions.
The light screen of the formation also disappeared. There was dead silence all around. Lingyu and Qi Guanshi were dumbfounded among the Guanyin sitting on the lotus. Only now did they believe that this guy named Lin was not bragging. He was really
The second-ranking existence among the lay disciples of Zhenzen Temple.
The Nine Spirit Ruler flew back to Brother Lin's body, and the aura on his body instantly withered.
"Pfft." A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Han Yi rushed over and caught Brother Lin who was falling out of control.
"Such a powerful attack consumes an astonishing amount of energy, and I'm afraid it also comes with quite a few side effects."
The moment he caught Brother Lin, Han Yi's spiritual power penetrated his body. Brother Lin's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and there were still traces of damage from the spiritual power riot in his internal organs and meridians.
Those injuries healed at a snail's pace. No matter how much spiritual power Han Yi input, it had no effect at all.
"Master Han." Lingyu shouted excitedly as soon as he saw Han Yi appear. The Guanyin Sitting Lotus protecting them quickly shrank, turned into a mini flower, and flew into Brother Lin's body.
Several people flew to his side, and Lingyu asked quickly.
"Mr. Han, Mr. Lin, is he okay?"
"It should be nothing serious. It's just some damage to the internal organs and meridians. However, I don't know if the powerful magical power he just used will leave him with any sequelae."
"Okay, let's go find Brother Xuanyou. The situation with him is probably not optimistic either."
After saying that, Han Yi held Brother Lin in one hand and flew in another direction with Lingyu and the other six people.
Soon, they found Ji Xuanyou who was besieged by Fang Luming, Yuan Donghua and others, but it seemed that the battle situation was not what they imagined. Ji Xuanyou was retreating steadily under the offensive of the eight Spirit Master monks, but instead
The eight spiritual monks were actually completely suppressed by Ji Xuanyou.