Chapter nine hundred and seventy-one, the secret of the magic weapon?
Lin Xi never thought that God's punishment would be like this.
Where is this divine punishment?
It was completely like encountering that sinister heretic technique.
Lin Xi lost consciousness for a while.
But he soon understood that divine punishment was just a method used by heaven and earth to kill those he disliked, and there was no need to stick to any formality.
Everything in the world makes no difference at all to the way of heaven.
It's just that creatures call what is good for themselves good.
What is harmful to oneself is called evil.
To the way of heaven, the power of sinister poison is no different from the frightened and powerful main thunder and lightning.
But thinking about this is of no use in easing the current predicament.
The eerie and gloomy shadows swayed like a group of demons dancing wildly.
There was dead silence all around.
Lin Xi's heart gradually became cold.
The whole person seemed to be stunned and froze in place.
There was still a shadow grabbing his body and dragging him down.
This seemed to have dragged his soul away directly.
How could this be?
Lin Xi was in a state of confusion.
The whole person's fighting spirit was suddenly lost.
Like a pedestrian being slowly drowned, Lin Xi saw herself floating in mid-air, looking at herself coldly, with an indifferent look.
It's like the soul and body looking at each other.
This weird scene makes people feel chilled.
At this moment, the music statue in Lin Xi's body trembled violently.
There was a hint of clarity in Lin Xi's eyes.
"It's not real!" Lin Xi woke up and found that everything around him was not real, but an illusion that directly attacked the soul.
If you cannot break free from the illusion, your spirit will truly be destroyed.
Lin Xi immediately chose to bite off her tongue without hesitation.
Pfft.
A large mouthful of blood flowed from Lin Xi's mouth.
There was also half a bloody tongue.
The severe pain caused Lin Xi to resist and struggle. As his consciousness regained consciousness, everything around him slowly became stiff.
"Get out of here!" Lin Xi yelled vaguely with blood in his mouth, blood spread all over the ground, and his clothes were dyed blood red.
The power of the Leshen Statue was also quickly activated.
The sea of smoke drifted, covering everything.
The power that caused Lin Xi's illusion slowly dissipated.
Lin Xi once again took out a magical medicine and stuffed it into her mouth, frantically absorbing the power of the medicine to restore herself.
His mind began to race wildly.
He is no longer surprised by what the Heavenly Punishment has become now.
But there was one thing worth pondering.
It seems that every time the magic weapon is used, it can be of effective help.
But there was no time to think too much.
The next level of divine punishment comes again.
This time it was a terrifying vision. A brilliant light bloomed between heaven and earth, making it difficult for people to look directly at it. Countless terrifying auras appeared one by one, bringing unprecedented pressure to Lin Xi.
Lin Xi raised his head and saw the gods and Buddhas standing in the sky, solemn and solemn, with unparalleled power.
There is a divine general wearing immortal armor, standing majestic, with majestic but cold eyes.
There is a high-level immortal who looks down on the world and regards all things as stupid dogs.
There is also a nihilistic and sacred Bodhisattva who rides on a ferocious green lion and rides on the clouds.
The majestic Buddha's face is full of compassion, and the Buddha's light shines in the heavens.
In the hands of the supreme god, all things are developed, and the laws of the great road are outlined and intertwined in his hands, which is extremely wonderful.
Lin Xi didn't know where these came from.
But that kind of majesty is so real that it may not be an illusion.
Without exception, these aloof beings all have indifference to the worldly world in their eyes.
"Desecrate the way of heaven!"
"Be punished!"
The voice carried extremely terrifying power, which fell on Lin Xi, almost killing him. Lin Xi ran his skills desperately, and held up a spiritual shield to resist everything.
But it's clearly not over yet.
A series of terrifying Dharma sounds fell.
It seemed that Lin Xi had to be killed.
The scroll of heaven and earth protects the body and resists terrible forces.
To Lin Xi's surprise, the seemingly tattered bone umbrella also opened automatically at this moment, blocking Lin Xi's face, and actually canceled out the huge power.
The avenue trembled and roared.
Every dharma sound is enough to kill a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul.
And so many terrifying beings wanted to kill Lin Xi.
It's not just physical stress.
It is also mentally destructive.
Lin Xi raised her head with difficulty. There was no trace of despair in her eyes, but she was extremely bright: "There are no immortals in the world! Since there are no immortals, then you are humans. Since you are humans, why should I be afraid of you!"
The voice was sonorous, with strong confidence and contempt.
You are human!
And it's not even a real person.
At most, it's just the power projected by heaven and earth.
Why should I be afraid?
Not only am I not afraid, I also want to fight you!
"A group of fake people dare to point fingers, but they have the ability to come here in person!" Lin Xi scolded and scolded: "Pretending, is this a punishment from heaven? It's ridiculous!"
Of course, it’s not just about scolding someone to relieve their anger.
Lin Xi naturally also borrowed the power of the suspect.
The sound of the Dharma shocked the world and offset most of the sound of the Dao.
"Hahahaha, that's all you can do?" Lin Xi laughed wildly while coughing up blood.
He finally confirmed something.
Why did the ancient magic cultivators create these magical magic weapons?
Why do those golden-robed men who claim to be servants of gods search for these magical treasures and wish to destroy them? If they can't destroy them, they hide them. They don't want them to appear in the world anyway.
They... actually have the ability to resist divine punishment!
The sound of Dharma arrives.
The gods and Buddhas retreated.
The divine punishment has not yet ended, but Lin Xi is full of confidence and disdain.
The ancient demonic cultivators did not have such treasures to protect their bodies, and they were able to withstand the divine punishment and leave a legacy. Now that I have received such a legacy, can I still be killed by your divine punishment?
"Come on, come on, keep coming!" Lin Xi took out the magic medicine for the third time and stuffed it into his mouth, shouting arrogantly to the sky.
The damnation continues.
This is definitely the biggest dead end Lin Xi has faced in his career as an immortal.
Even though he was chased by Yao Chi and Jian Zong and had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, it would never have been so difficult.
All kinds of terrible powers in the world fell on Lin Xi.
Magical magic weapons are naturally powerful.
But it is difficult to cope with all situations.
Lin Xi tried her best and narrowly escaped death. Her spiritual body was shattered many times but she still managed to recover with the help of magic medicine. She was mentally tortured but refused to give up.
Finally, after using the ninth magic medicine, the terrifying power in the sky finally began to dissipate.
Tiandao finally acquiesced that this "eyesore" had been removed.
"I survived." Lin Xi fell to the ground. After her mind relaxed, she found that her body was too exhausted to move, and she even ran out of energy to blink her eyes.
Everything that just happened was like a dream.
"It's finally over." Lin Xi thought silently in her heart.
In theory, divine punishment would do him no good.
But in fact it has a great training effect on willpower and spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, many lunatics will deliberately put themselves into a dead end just to seek a breakthrough.
To be honest, quite a few monks die like this every year.
"But I really don't have such an idea." Lin Xi did not feel the joy of successfully being promoted to a god, but only endless fatigue.