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Chapter 545 Kaiyuan Temple



"Master, what's wrong?"

"There is a fight... Let's go over and have a look."

The master and the apprentice activated the escape light and were in mid-air in an instant.

Looking into the distance, hundreds of miles away, the strong wind, thunder and fire shook the mid-air, and the aura of sword energy shook hundreds of miles away.

Sure enough, someone is fighting.

Xu Junming activated the Hutian Talisman, creating a tough space barrier that instantly covered the two of them.

He urged Hu Tian Shen to perform his magic, and he traveled hundreds of miles in an instant, and soon a small temple on the top of the mountain appeared in front of him.

The words "Kaiyuan Temple" can be vaguely seen above the temple door.

Thousands of feet above this temple.

Sixty-seven male and female monks were fighting around a young woman wearing a lavender dress, with a pretty face and a sinister expression.

"Is it her?"

Chen Lin said in surprise.

"You know him?"

"This girl's name is 'Ling Xuehong', she is the sister of Hua Linghun, the first wife of Bai Guyi, one of the two elders of Songshan Mountain. Her master was the one who lost to him during the fight in Baiyang Mountain.

God Niphanta.”

Xu Junming nodded slightly.

"No wonder she can use Fentuo's 'Vajra Heavenly Dragon Zen Technique', but her level is indeed far behind her master."

Although the golden dragon surrounding Ling Xuehong looks decent, it is just superficial and far less powerful than Fentuo.

However, it is understandable that Fentuo's cultivation level is close to the level of a true immortal.

And Ling Xuehong is only in the middle stage of Yuanshen. He can activate three golden dragons to protect himself and fight, which is already very good.

"Where are these people?"

"The one with a golden arm is called the 'Golden Arm Walker' Hu Jia; the one with a long, thin face in black robe is the traitor Bi Xiu from Bai Guyi's sect, who is chasing Yunsou."

"The one holding the black flag is Wan Guzi, the soul-enchanting god; the one surrounded by skulls is Li Yuchan, the elder of the Naked Sect."

"The name of the fire-eyed zombie is Chen Jiang, and I don't know the other two either. However, Ling Xuehong is known as the 'Rakshasa Fairy' in the spiritual world."

"Since her debut, hundreds of demons and demons have died in her hands, and even many casual cultivators. Although they are called the righteous path, their hands are full of blood and they have provoked countless enemies. This time she has encountered a great disaster.

"

There was no gloating in Chen Lin's tone.

Since he got rid of his identity as the leader of Wutai and started to practice Taoism again, he is now devoted to practicing Taoism and does not want to cause any more grudges.

Glancing at him, Xu Junming looked at Ling Xuehong who was struggling to resist in the distance, his eyes flashing slightly.

Anyone who has watched Shushan will be familiar with the plot of Ling Xuehong and her reincarnation as Yang Jin after she passed away in Kaiyuan Temple.

Of course the same goes for Xu Junming.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would encounter this scene.

There was a loud bang, and the golden arm walker Hu Jiayang raised his hand, and the golden arm turned into a yellow cloud that was dozens of acres in size. A giant palm flew up from the cloud and struck directly towards Ling Xuehong.

Not to be outdone, the other people shook their magic weapons one after another and struck Ling Xuehong together.

The latter curled his fingers into a sword, a golden sword light, a yellow gun, and a pair of scissors with a sharp aura flying around. Together with the three golden dragons beside him, he blocked the Taoist spells flying from all directions.

In an instant, thunder, fire, and the roar of ghosts and demons exploded in the air.

When the scattered spiritual energy calmed down slightly, you could clearly see Ling Xuehong's pale face at this moment, as well as the faintly bloody corners of his mouth.

Obviously, although she blocked the enemy's spell, her inner abdomen was also injured.

"Haha, Ling Biaozi, you chased me for a million miles and even used the Tianlong Sword to cut off three of my ribs and one arm. If it weren't for the help of my fellow Daoist Bi Xiu, I would have almost been killed by you. Today, I will let you

Taste the feeling of despair." Hu Jia's words were full of hatred.

For thirty years, his life-threatening revenge had kept him sleepless, and all he could think about day and night was revenge. So when Bi Xiu came to his door and made an appointment to deal with Ling Xuehong, he agreed immediately without even thinking about it.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, this is wrong. Fairy Ling is such a handsome and wonderful person. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill him with one sword? In my opinion, it is better to send him to our Yin Yang Sect to participate in the dual cultivation path. I guarantee that Fairy Ling will understand it when the time comes.

What is the ultimate happiness on earth?"

"Fellow Daoist Qian, our naked sect also needs good talents like Fairy Ling."...

"You are seeking death!!"

Ling Xuehong, who spoke in an obscene tone, was furious, and the Heavenly Dragon Sword and the Protector Heavenly Dragon rushed around like crazy.

Seeing this scene, Xu Junming shook his head slightly.

"This woman's temper is too hot."

Although Ling Xuehong's rich experience in fighting over a long period of time has not caused any flaw in the connection of moves. However, being easily provoked by others can easily be taken advantage of by the method that directly attacks the soul.

Xu Junming had just finished his thoughts when a middle-aged man with a long face wearing a gray robe and holding a bone sword on the left side of Ling Xuehong suddenly rang the bone bell on his waist.

In an instant, a strange bell sounded towards Ling Xuehong.

The latter's eyes instantly dimmed and his figure was shaky.

"She can't survive."

Hu Jia was overjoyed and rushed forward.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, wait a minute."

The middle-aged man with a bone clock hanging from his waist shouted quickly.

Hu Jia was stunned and just about to ask, a bright sword light suddenly struck him like lightning.

The speed is so fast, it's like changing places.

Hu Jia was shocked and subconsciously moved his golden arm to block it.

With a 'choking' sound, a sword mark was deeply embedded in the golden arm.

Seeing this scene, Hu Jia felt sorry for the damage to her baby and was furious in her heart.

"You bitch, how dare you plot against me."

A golden talisman rose from Ling Xuehong's top door, casting down streaks of spiritual light, protecting her in the middle.

"You are just stupid."

Although he was sarcastic, Ling Xuehong felt a little regretful in his heart.

If Hu Jia had rushed closer just now, she would have been able to easily eliminate this enemy. Then, the pressure she faced would be much less.

Among all the people, his Golden Spirit Arm was the most mysterious and powerful, and the most feared by Ling Xuehong.

"You're looking for death!"

Hu Jia was furious in an instant, and activated his golden spiritual arm to turn into a yellow cloud wave, a huge hand measuring more than ten acres, and struck down towards Ling Xuehong.

As a veteran who has been in the spiritual world for many years, Hu Jia was angry, but he did not lose his mind.

"Everyone, this bitch is on the verge of death. Everyone, hurry up and take action. Otherwise, if her old thief Master Ni comes to know the news, we will all suffer."

The prestige of Shenifanta is almost unknown to everyone in the entire spiritual world.

After hearing what she said, everyone stopped laughing at him and quickly activated their magic weapons to help.

For a time, the war became fierce again.

Looking at the golden talisman flying above Ling Xuehong's head, Xu Junming sighed slightly: "Fenduo is indeed a respected Buddhist giant!"

Back in Baiyang Mountain, he had learned Fentuo's Small Wheel Three-phase Divine Dharma, the Great Sandalwood Dharma, the Great and Small Vajra Heavenly Dragon Zen Dharma, the Great Sumeru Ruyi Formless Divine Light, the Great Vajra Sumeru Divine Palm, and the Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique.

Heavenly Dragon Escape Technique, Great Thunder Sound Vajra Buddha Fire.

If it weren't for his more sophisticated methods and the mysterious spiritual treasures in his hands, he would hardly be able to suppress this great Buddhist master who has been practicing for thousands of years.

But now it seems that in addition to the Buddhist skills he learned last time, Fentuo also has a certain realm in the soul.

Although this golden talisman's protection against the soul is still far behind his, it can at least block attacks against souls at the level of the primordial spirit.

Being able to comprehend so many Buddhist teachings, and also be able to practice to an extremely profound level, and even transcend the ordinary world in terms of cultivation, this is evident from Fentuo's qualifications, understanding, and character.

However, even with the golden talisman protecting his soul, Ling Xuehong could not stop nine monks of the same realm from joining forces.

Especially Hu Jia, although his golden spiritual arm is not subtle enough, its power is indeed extraordinary.

The palm of his hand was slapped down, containing huge power that could destroy mountains and mountains. It was very powerful.

In addition, there is a monk who looks like a 16-year-old boy. His cultivation has reached the late stage of Yuanshen. He holds the Lihuo God Flag in his hand, and when he shakes it, the sky is filled with blazing fire, which can be said to burn mountains and boil seas.

Seeing that Ling Xuehong's aura was getting weaker and weaker as her mana was consumed, Chen Lin said: "Master, do you want to help her?"

"What do you think?" Xu Junming smiled.

Think for a moment.

"If this disciple were still the leader of the Wutai Sect at this moment, he would definitely not take action."

Ling Xuehong killed many Wutai disciples. Although they all had a way to die, in order to maintain the centripetal force within the sect, let alone save this enemy, it would be good not to step on them.

"...But now the disciple has joined his mentor's sect and has nothing to do with the Wutai Sect anymore. Although Ling Xuehong killed many people, most of them had a way to die. Killing one of them means saving ten hundred."

"Put aside the grievances of the sect, I don't want such a narrow-minded person to die here. Otherwise, the injustice in this world will be much more."

"Haha, it seems that you have become more mature after experiencing the last death disaster." Xu Junming said with a smile.

Chen Lin smiled bitterly and said: "Anyone who wanders on the edge of death will change a little."

He nodded slightly and watched the fight in the field.

"It just so happens that your master and I also need merit. These people are very evil, so I will capture them and leave them to your fourth uncle to work as coolies."

Before he finished speaking, a simple stone door flew out from Xu Junming's top door, and in an instant it expanded to a size of a hundred feet. A huge bronze mirror on the lintel bloomed with a bright silver-white brilliance.

The waterfall-like light instantly enveloped the surrounding area for hundreds of miles.

The people fighting at the top of Kaiyuan Temple were instantly frozen by the light of the mirror.

The mirror light retracted, and except for Ling Xuehong, the other nine people flew over quickly. The stone door opened and took them in.

With a flash of light, the stone door disappeared instantly.

Everything happened so fast that it was almost impossible to react.

With a flick of his fingers, the seal on Ling Xuehong was instantly released.

Seeing Xu Junming, his expression changed drastically.

"It's you?!"

As Fen Tuo's direct disciple, she certainly knew about this True Lord of Chongshan who had fought with her master in Baiyang Mountain and still won.

Before Xu Junming could say anything, a bolt of light faster than lightning flew from the south.

Before anyone arrived, angry voices had already been heard.

"Zhenjun Chongshan, you are an immortal and a powerful person, but you bully a junior. This is too much!"

In the rolling sound waves, the Buddha's light surged, and a giant palm thousands of feet high came over overwhelmingly.


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