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

Chapter 56

By this time, Hong Jin, no matter how stupid he was, knew what Lin Baixuan was going to do.

“Are you deliberately angering Big Day Tathagata?”

“Are you going to kill him?”

Hong Jin showed a weird look, instead of backing up, he took a step forward.

“Listen to your senior brother’s advice, you can leave as soon as Guru Xu is still in Closed Door Training!”

“I don’t have a senior brother!” Lin Baixuan stretched out his finger and pointed it at Hong Jin’s chest.

Although his spirit of spirit comes from “Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing”, he has no plans to get involved with Hong Jin, a former disciple of the cut cult.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t recognize me!” Hong Jin didn’t mean to evade, but dropped his hands and walked up straight. Happy Buddha, I’m afraid it’s about to leave…”

“Happy Buddha?”

Lin Baixuan was slightly startled, another Buddha?

“Hong Xingjun was wrong!”

In a Great Hall that collapsed and a half collapsed, suddenly a voice came out leisurely, “It’s not’about to be’, but it’s been three days since I’ve been out of customs!”

A middle-aged monk slowly walked out of the temple. His face was extremely peculiar. The left half of his face was ruddy, smooth and skinny, like a baby; the right face was wrinkled, aging as if hanging down.

Hong Jin’s expression changed. Huo Ran turned his head and exclaimed in surprise, “Aren’t you still…”

“Three days ago, the leader vaguely noticed that there was an abnormality in the southwest, so he left early. Before leaving, he awakened the poor monk and let the poor monk sit in Donglin Temple.”

The monk chuckled and said, “This little friend is very pure and pure, so it’s no wonder that Hong Xingjun dare not do it. Is it because he is still concerned about the old things?”

Lin Baixuan stared at the monk quietly and asked, “Are you Huanxi Buddha?”

“Poor monk…”

Before Huanxi Buddha could finish speaking, Lin Baixuan added: “…or is it still long-eared Dingguangxian?”

As soon as this remark came out, Huanxi Buddha and Hong Jinqi all changed.

Huanxi Buddha’s face suddenly became gloomy, he looked at Lin Baixuan up and down a few times, and said faintly: “It’s no wonder that the general trend is to guess that you should be an old friend of the Conferred God. Only the old people who know this can know this!”

He was about to step forward, but Hong Jin stopped him, shook his head and said, “Brother Dingguang, let him go! Since he is desperately looking for Master Xu, why do you have troubles?”

Dingguanghuanxi Buddha glanced at Hong Jin and smiled again. He laughed and said, “Hong Xingjun, you and I are both apostates. Now that the Shangqingmen call the door, do you still remember the old love?”

Hong Jin suddenly became dumb, and Dingguang Huanxi Buddha smiled again: “Since I am from Shangqing, why don’t you come up with the best thing to greet you? Come on!”

Lin Baixuan looked sideways and saw on the left there was a rare beauty who was charming and charming to the extreme. Her skin was snowy and she had endless temptations. A pair of star eyes revealed a blurred look, wearing a thin look. With cicada wings and a light veil, the two lotus arms that deceive Shuang Saixue are gently hugging Lin Baixuan’s neck.

There is also a peerless beauty on the right, but a cold beauty with white hair and ice face, with cold eyes and long white hair flying in the wind. There is a strange charm, but the cold temperament can provoke a special desire to conquer.

“This is…” Lin Baixuan’s eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized it.

“Heavenly Demon!”

As soon as those two beauties entangled Lin Baixuan, they instantly turned into ugly Ashura with red hair and blue face. She was dressed in a enamel, neckband and skeleton, her arms were muscle knotted, and her five fingers were sharp as claws. The teeth bit his neck hard.

Facing this weird scene, Lin Baixuan sighed slightly. He didn’t see the slightest movement. There was a magical work behind him, shaped like a sharp sword. As the brilliance flowed, he immediately twisted the two Heavenly Demon methods into a ball of stars. The little fragments immediately became invisible.

Seeing his hand, Dingguang Huanxi Buddha not only showed no signs of surprise, but instead clapped and laughed again and again.

“Shangqing Dadongzheng’s existing method of thinking is transformed into a divine sword with the spirit of heaven and earth. It has the indestructive power. Mr. Hong, you never practiced this Cultivation Technique before!”

Hong Jin looked sad, sighed, turned around and left.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha didn’t care too much, and laughed: “It’s okay to leave! Boy, since you are from the Shangqing sect, don’t you know the name of attending the Seven Immortals? How dare you to attack by means of thinking and realizing? Poor monk?”

Lin Baixuan suddenly felt a jump in his heart, an endless white cloud suddenly rose up in front of him, and his body became stagnant involuntarily.

The next moment, the cloud and mist suddenly turned into a vast ocean, and the squally wind convolved and set off huge waves, crashing down towards Lin Baixuan.

The divine light in Lin Baixuan’s eyes flashed, and he immediately saw through the essence. This wave is not just an illusion that confuses the mind, but a real direct attack with the tyrannical Magic power of the water.

He snorted coldly, ignoring the stormy waves, and walked through the waves.

Suddenly a big black mountain appeared in the air, pressing against him with a powerful force of thunder.

The big mountain is a few meters in radius, and the whole body is black, but in Lin Baixuan’s eyesight, every rock of this black mountain is condensed with the pure and incomparable True Qi. If the Cultivation Base is slightly worse, it will immediately be crushed!

Lin Baixuan frowned and took a step to the side. The mountain crashed to the ground, shaking the ground.

The next moment, there was another boundless fire rising under his feet, and he felt the real scorching heat. Lin Baixuan paused heavily on his toes, and the surging Spiritual Qi of the Qing Dynasty circulated, instantly turning the fire into a curling blue smoke.

At some point, it suddenly became dark clouds, surrounded by chaos, the universe turned upside down, and it was impossible to distinguish the north from the south.

Purple lightning swims like silver snakes, the undercurrent in the air is surging, and thick tornadoes are swept back and forth. Among the black clouds, there are countless violent thunder falling like rain, constantly shaking the space, it seems that The next moment Torn apart by Shengsheng!

“The mere ability of the Spiritual Qi Huajian can be considered to be true to your mind? The poor monk will open your eyes to you!”

It is worthy of being an attendant seven immortals of the ancient sect, the same method, carried out in the hands of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, operates the Ruyi Scepter more than Lin Baixuan.

It’s just that Lin Baixuan’s Shangqing Immortal Technique is not a result of diligent study, but a “sign in”!

The moment he used the item, he had completely mastered all the tricks.

Therefore, even if Dingguang Huanxi Buddha’s method of presenting thought and manifestation outperformed him ten times, Lin Baixuan would see through every magic power display and every gap in it.

Seeing the opponent strolling in the **** center, Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was slightly surprised, but at the same time he was determined to kill his opponent.

“This person has such a deep grasp of the Dadong Scriptures of Shangqing, I am afraid that he is no less than the servant seven immortals.”

“Then who is he? Yu Yuan? Luo Xuan? Huo Ling? Or the Four Saints and Ten Heavenly Monarchs?”

“Could it be that he is also one of the Seven Immortals?”

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was taken aback by his sudden thought, and he hurriedly looked at it, but couldn’t see through Lin Baixuan’s details.

He gritted his teeth, swung his robe sleeves lightly, and pointed a finger at Lin Baixuan.