Lin Xi was certainly not unprepared.
He had long sensed something was wrong, so he had some backup options.
But now is not the time to start.
On the surface, he was playing a game with Monk Xumi.
But in fact, it was the Miao Kong Divine Monk in Damituo Temple who really guided the fate of Monk Xumi.
Lin Xi would not use his trump card at will until the Miao Kong Divine Monk completely revealed his true appearance from behind the mist.
At this moment, there was a lot more chaos on the battlefield due to the addition of Xumi and 'Miaoqin'.
Whether it was the demon that pounced on Xumi, or the disciples of Tianyin Pavilion and the righteous monks who were close at hand, they were all turned into powder in Monk Xumi's half-demon state.
Although he had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm, the combat power he displayed in this special state was even comparable to that of a real Yuanshen.
"is her!"
"Isn't she already out of her mind?" Although he was seriously injured, Guanyue Zhenren still participated in the battle. Looking at Miao Qin flying and jumping between the steel ropes, he finally felt who the aura different from Miao Qin belonged to. .
At this time, Monk Xumi actually rushed into the group of demons and rushed towards the skin-changing old lady.
The skin-changing mother-in-law was betrayed, and her mind, which had been blinded by the love spell, showed signs of breaking free.
At this moment, when I saw the real Monk Xumi again and faced his crazy, demonic, cold and ruthless eyes, I completely woke up.
"How dare you deceive me like this, little monk...you will die!" The anger of the skin-changing mother-in-law was a kind of madness emanating from deep in her heart.
This battle was unnecessary for her.
All because of this monk, not only did she lose the treasure she had accumulated for three thousand years, but she also offended all the good and evil monks in Leizhou.
Even if she was lucky enough to escape today, there would be no place for her in Leizhou. She could only abandon her three thousand years old nest, take her bones and flee elsewhere.
In mid-air, the ghost energy of Senluo collided with the black and golden Buddha shadow.
The sputtering energy scattered on the battlefield, taking away some young monks who were still fighting.
The skin-changing mother-in-law screamed, and the ghostly aura all over her body seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, with smoke and bubbles constantly rising.
Monk Xumi holds Buddha beads, has a face like an evil ghost, and chants the Diamond Sutra. The illusion of the Dharma is actually a demonic shadow that covers the sky.
"Unfortunately, World Honored One, the devil has said such a profound sutra. I have gained wisdom in the past, but I have never heard of such a sutra..." Monk Xumi's body was filled with demonic intent, and he had sublimated into madness.
Compared to Lin Xi, who is a disgrace to the devil, he looks more like a complete devil.
Wanton, arrogant, and decisive in killing.
The white monk's robes were rendered ink black by the majestic black essence.
All the Buddhist magical weapons that Lin Xi collected from the skin-changing mother-in-law had their properties reversed and became magic treasures with deep evil aura.
"I heard that everything should be dharma, just like my dharma, and if one has such a mind, I should annihilate all sentient beings. I have annihilated all sentient beings, and there is no one who can actually annihilate them." The black Buddha's light splashed everywhere, and the entire battlefield was filled with light. Being wrapped.
The sword box behind Yan Beiqiu deformed, and a total of seventy-two slender flying swords flew out from the sword box, forming a sword formation, outlining the aura that filled the sky, and fell into sword energy.
Fairy Ehuang danced wonderfully in the sky, sprinkling spiritual rain all over the sky, nourishing the righteous monks who were injured by Monk Xumi, and driving away the evil spirits that invaded their bodies.
The Heavenly Master sat in the middle, watching Monk Xumi, but he was on guard and on guard for something, and never took action.
boom!
Yan Beiqiu's sword formation was actually bounced away by the resilient black Buddha's light.
Lin Xi was distressed to find that the negative emotions he had collected burned up to nearly half a million points.
Monk Xumi's aura is still rising.
He almost took a step forward every moment he took a breath to advance his cultivation.
The Buddha Infant, who was originally just entering the realm of Nascent Soul, actually grew to six inches, which is not far from the one-foot Nascent Soul.
When the Nascent Soul crosses one foot and survives the catastrophe of Yang thunder in the human world, it means that the condensed three souls and seven souls are no longer Yin gods, but Yang gods... They are also Yuanshen, who can leave the physical body and travel infinitely.
The black lotus whisk swept across the sky and earth, binding the skin-changing mother-in-law.
Monk Xumi's slender fingers actually grabbed the soul of the skin-changing old lady, and forcefully pulled her soul out of the red wax body.
Then the red wax body was carried by Monk Xumi and flew towards Miao Qin who was dancing between the steel ropes.
Lines of red smoke emerged from Miaoqin's body, forming a vague shadow, walking towards Monk Xumi, and escaping into the physical body in Monk Xumi's arms.
Click!
It's like a puppet with a soul injected into it.
The red wax body began to stiffen into various twisted postures.
"Sure enough, it's not enough... Your heaven and earth souls are both broken. Even if you activate the remaining consciousness in your body, you can only restore some human souls. With the remaining souls you protect for Miaoqin, there is still a lot missing. But don't be afraid ···Wait until I take her two souls of heaven and earth, help you, and save you from the sea of suffering." After saying this, Monk Xumi grabbed Miaoqin and pulled out her two souls of heaven and earth.
"Monk Thief! How dare you!" Master Guanyue suddenly jumped to Miaoqin's side, and with the long Xiao in his hand, he attacked Monk Xumi with a whistling sound.
At this moment... Monk Xumi's Nascent Soul has expanded to nine inches.
Above the sky, there was a faint flash of thunder.
No matter how fierce and masculine the cultivation techniques are, the essence of the Nascent Soul is Yin God and belongs to the Yin attribute.
Once the breath leaks out and leaves the physical body, it will attract the yang energy between heaven and earth to condense and turn into thunder.
Boom!
The first ray of lightning fell towards Master Guanyue and Monk Xumi at the same time.
Monk Xumi held the sky with one hand, crushed the thunder into pieces, rolled the lightning rays into thunder pills in his palm, and then swallowed them with his Nascent Soul.
The nine-inch Nascent Soul grows one more point.
Thunders fell one after another, and they were all subdued and swallowed by Monk Xumi.
Not only did he break the pill and become a baby in one day, but he also wanted to transform the Nascent Soul into a Soul within that day.
Master Guanyue suddenly felt a little scared.
He looked at the unfamiliar monk Xumi and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Then he saw the monk Xumi carrying the thunderbolt and rushing towards him. He was holding the Buddha's seal, but he looked like a crazy demon and was extremely terrifying.
Subconsciously, Master Guanyue took a step back.
When they met again, he was directly knocked away by Monk Xumi with the Great Vajra Fist Seal.
Perhaps that thing that is more domineering and crazy than the Great Vajra Fist Seal...is no longer the Great Vajra Fist Seal, but should be called the Great Crazy Demon Fist Seal.
There is indeed a lot of evil hidden in Buddhist magic.
It's more like the original demon was bound within the framework of the commandments. When the framework, restraints, and commandments were abandoned, the evil ghosts of Abi Hell were released.
The Miaoqin still fell into the hands of Monk Xumi.
At this time, Miao Qin seemed to have returned to herself.
Her eyes, which were originally looking at Xumi infatuatedly, had a rare clarity.
All the past events passed before my eyes again and again, but it was no longer yearning and expectation, but layers of cold sweat on my back.
It corresponds to the sentence: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."
