Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 40

In this world of doomsday, how difficult is it to cultivate to the peak of Xuanxian?

In the entire Yin Cao Jifu, there are five ghost emperors, ten halls of Yama, and seventy-five palace monarchs. Only seven or eight people can reach the Realm of Xuanxian.

Emperor Fengdu Cui Yu was the only Immortal Golden Immortal in the Yin Division.

This is because he knew he was going to die, and his true feelings were revealed in the Great Hall of Fengdu. This moved Lin Baixuan and gave him a “Nine Cycles Gold Core”, which allowed him to regain the strength of his heyday.

In other words, if Monk Hong Xin scores into the Yin Division now, he can deal with him, but only a handful!

Seeing Monk Hong Xin’s strength clearly, Lin Baixuan couldn’t help but startled slightly, and then he was very murderous.

It is definitely not a good thing for such a strong opponent to stare at the underworld!

Seeing that the other party seemed to be stunned, and he didn’t evade the slashing knife, Monk Hong Xin couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

The blade light flashed, and it had already cut the opponent’s shoulder.

“It’s just an incompetent little Yin soldier…”

He hadn’t finished his thoughts yet, but saw that the other party only stretched out two fingers. The blade was less than a few inches away from his shoulder, but it was like a cast of mud and iron, and he could no longer take a point.

“you?”

Monk Hong Xin’s eyes widened involuntarily.

Lin Baixuan ignored Hong Xin’s astonishment, but looked at the blade between his fingers playfully.

“It turns out that this knife is not a physical entity, but a ‘Pakuto’ that you condensed with Magic power.”

His fingertips condensed slightly, and the knife suddenly broke every inch, and the fragments fell down and turned into dots of dust, which were then scattered in the air.

“so……”

Lin Baixuan grabbed his free backhand, and a phantom that sneaked from behind was strangled by his throat, and then turned into an entity.

But the monk Hong Xin standing in front of him gradually faded to nothingness.

“As long as your thoughts move, all the phantoms in this flag gate can be transformed into reality or reality?”

With a “bang”, the entity was torn apart by Lin Baixuan’s grasp.

Another Hong Xin turned out from the flag gate, and nodded with a grinning smile: “What if you see through it? Could it be possible to break my flag gate?”

“Flag Gate Escape?”

Lin Baixuan looked up calmly and said slowly, “When you talk about Qimen Dun, I think of an ancient fairy who was once famous.”

Monk Hong Xin’s expression moved, he hehe smiled: “You little devil with all hairs, can you know how many ancient immortals? It really makes people laugh out of their teeth.”

“Really?” Lin Baixuan turned his head to stare at Monk Hong Xin, and said word by word, “It just so happens that the name of that person is somewhat similar to yours.”

“He used to learn Taoism on Jinao Island, is proficient in martial arts, and is exquisite in Taoism.”

“He used to be a general soldier, and he was named a marshal.

“It’s a pity that such an outstanding person turned his back on his former teacher and became a traitor!”

Monk Hong Xin’s face gradually became hard to look at, and he suddenly shouted angrily: “Shut up! Who are you?”

Lin Baixuan patted the clothes in his spare time and smiled and said, “The nameless, why do you need to hang your teeth?”

He slowly raised his hand and said loudly: “This palm, please give me some pointers!”

Before Monk Hong Xin had time to speak, he saw a towering giant palm crashing down. The palm was covered with thunder and flames. Swords in the thunder and flames were standing in the sky.

Seeing the power of that palm, Monk Hong Xin suddenly changed his face and cried out strangely: “You are a pure immortal, where did you learn it?”

Lin Baixuan snorted coldly, and shouted, “We must clean up the door today!”

Seeing that the giant palm is falling more and more urgently, only to hear the earth-shaking thunderbolt, how can the huge flag gate be able to withstand this power? Suddenly fell apart and disappeared in smoke.

No matter where the entity of Monk Hong Xin hid, they were all turned into fans by this slap!

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Lin Baixuan looked at the huge palm print on the ground, but his face was extremely calm, without the slightest expression of joy.

Under a palm, the flag gate was completely broken, but there was only one crushed white lotus on the ground.

“Such a character definitely shouldn’t be a little Xuanxian! His body really isn’t here.”

“Destroying him as a white lotus avatar, will have to be badly injured, and will not make waves in a short time!”

Almost at the same time, in a mountain abbey thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man who was meditating suddenly turned pale, and wowed out a mouthful of blood.

After a while, he gradually returned to normal, and his expression was angry and frightened.

Among them, there is also a meaning of inexplicable and unclear.

He trembled his lips and murmured: “Is there another descendant in the Shangqing line…”

“I… how do I… do with myself?”

He raised his head, revealing a pale and handsome face, which looked exactly like Monk Hong Xin.

There was a small sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone outside quietly asked: “Mr. Hong, the leader calls you over to discuss matters!”

The leader?

Mr. Hong looked in a trance, and inexplicably thought of an aloof, tall and thin figure in his mind.

He settled and replied: “I know, I will go now!”

As the footsteps faded away, Mr. Hong tidied his clothes, then pushed out the door and came to a Great Hall on the mountain.

Seeing someone coming in, a thin middle-aged man in the hall slowly opened his eyes.

This man has long hair and shawls, a clear face, and a plain robe, with deep eyes flashing.

The two looked at each other, and the middle-aged white-clothed man asked with some doubts: “Are you injured?”

Mr. Hong hesitated for a while and nodded, “Bai Lian is dead!”

“Oh?” The middle-aged man in white was surprised. “With your ability, there are very few who can kill your clone in the world. Who has such great ability to make your clone even unable to escape?”

Mr. Hong hesitated, but shook his head without making a sound.

The middle-aged man in white thought for a moment and smiled and said, “It’s okay! Losing a white lotus clone is just broken your magic power for thousands of years, and it lacks some magical effects. When I take the time to get a four-leaf white lotus with you, take some time to reconcile it. Yes!”

Mr. Hong hesitated repeatedly, shook his head and said: “The teacher is kind, and Hong has taken it. It’s just that the white lotus clone is of no use. If it is ruined, it will be ruined. I don’t bother to spend any more effort to refining!”

Hearing the decadence in his words, the middle-aged man in white furrowed his brows, stared at Mr. Hong for a while, and slowly said: “Mr. Hong, you are also a person of long-standing love, but don’t mess up your mind because of a little thing. !”

Mr. Hong wanted to say something but stopped, and it took a long time before he nodded his head and replied: “Hong knows the severity!”

The middle-aged man in white slowly stood up and sighed softly: “I know that you have been reincarnated and re-cultivation, and you have experienced countless earthly lives. Perhaps you still have some concerns in your heart. But you must know that in this age of the end, if you don’t give it a go, you can only I’m afraid that there will be no chance of reincarnation in the future…”

He increased his tone, and said word by word: “The last time the catastrophe is still vivid, but now it is another catastrophe. You must not repeat the same mistakes! After all, you are the former Dragon De Xingjun, and now the Bailian protector…”

“——Hong Jin!”