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Chapter 56

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    At this time, no matter how stupid Hong Jin is, he still understands what Lin Baixuan is going to do.

    "Are you deliberately provoking Da Ri Tathagata?"

    "Are you going to kill him?"

    Hong Jin showed a strange look, instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

    "Listen to senior brother's advice, while Master Xu is still retreating, you should leave quickly!"

    "I don't have a senior brother!" Lin Baixuan pointed his finger at Hong Jin's chest.

    Although his spirit of immortality comes from the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra", he has no intention of getting involved with Hong Jin, a former disciple of Jiejiao.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me!" Hong Jin didn't mean to dodge, but walked straight up with his hands down, "Not to mention that Xu Jiaozhu's cultivation has already touched the barrier of heaven and earth, only his direct descendants  Huanxi Buddha, I'm afraid I'm about to leave the customs"

    "Happy Buddha?"

    Lin Baixuan was slightly taken aback, another Buddha?

    "Hong Xingjun was wrong!"

    In a half-collapsed hall, a voice suddenly came out leisurely, "It's not 'soon', but it's been out for three days!"

    A middle-aged monk slowly walked out of the hall. His face was extremely strange. The left half of his face was rosy and smooth, like a baby;

    Hong Jin's expression changed, he suddenly turned his head, and exclaimed in surprise: "Aren't you still here"

    "Three days ago, the leader vaguely noticed that there was a change in the southwest, so he left early. Before leaving, he woke up the poor monk and let the poor monk sit in Donglin Temple."

    The monk chuckled lightly and said: "This little friend is extremely pure in his ability to purify immortals. No wonder Hong Xingjun dare not do it. Could it be that he is still worried about the past?"

    Lin Baixuan stared at the monk quietly, and asked, "Are you the Buddha of Huanxi?"

    "Poor monk"

    Before Huanxi Buddha finished speaking, Lin Baixuan added another sentence: "or Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal?"

    As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Huanxi Buddha and Hong Jin all changed.

    Huanxi Buddha's face suddenly darkened, he looked Lin Baixuan up and down a few times, and said lightly: "No wonder the general situation has guessed that you should be an old friend of Fengshen. Only those old people who can know this matter!"

    He was about to go forward, but Hong Jin stopped him, shaking his head and said: "Brother Dingguang, let him go! Since he wants to fight for Xu Jiaozhu, why do you have to make trouble?"

    Dingguang Huanxi Buddha took a look at Hong Jin, smiled again, and said with a chuckle: "Hong Xingjun, you and I are both apostates. Now that someone from the Shangqing sect is calling, do you still miss the old love?"

    Hong Jin was dumbfounded for a moment, Dingguang rejoiced and Buddha smiled again: "Since you are a member of the Shangqing sect, why don't you bring out the best things to welcome you? Come on!"

    Lin Baixuan turned his head to look sideways, and saw on the left side a rare beauty who was charming and charming to the extreme. Her skin was snow-like, and she had endless temptations. Her pair of star pupils revealed a blurred look. She was wearing a thin dress.  The wings of cicadas, the veil as light as clouds, and the two lotus arms that bully Shuang Saixue are gently embracing Lin Baixuan's neck.

    There is also a peerless beauty on the right side, but she is a cold beauty with white hair and cold face, her eyes are shining coldly, and her long white hair is flying in the wind. She has a special charm, but her cold temperament can arouse a special desire to conquer.

    "This is" Lin Baixuan's eyes flashed, and he recognized it immediately.

    "Miaofa Heavenly Demon!"

    As soon as those two beauties entangled Lin Baixuan, they instantly turned into the extremely ugly Asura with red hair and blue face, wearing a necklace and wearing a skull, his arms were knotted with muscles, his five fingers were as sharp as claws, and he opened his mouth wide, white and dense.  His teeth bit down hard on his neck.

    Facing this strange scene, Lin Baixuan sighed softly, and he did not see the slightest movement. There was a divine light behind him, shaped like a sharp sword, and as the brilliance flowed, the two heavenly magic phases were twisted into a cluster of stars.  Bits of fragments immediately became invisible.

    Seeing his hand, Dingguang Huanxifo not only did not show the slightest surprise, but applauded and laughed again and again.

    "The Dadong Sutra of the Shangqing Dynasty contains the existing thinking method, which uses the spirit of heaven and earth to transform it into a divine sword, which has invincible power. Mr. Hong, you have never practiced this method before!"

    Hong Jin's expression was gloomy, he let out a long sigh, and turned around to leave.

    Dingguang Huanxi Buddha didn't take it seriously, he laughed and said: "It's fine to leave! Boy, since you are a member of the Shangqing sect, don't you know the name of the Seven Immortals who serve you? How dare you use the method of saving thoughts to manifest  Poor monk?"

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

    The next moment, the cloud and mist suddenly turned into a vast ocean, and the strong wind rolled up, setting off huge waves and crashing towards Lin Baixuan.

    The divine light in Lin Baixuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately saw through the essence. This sea wave was not just an illusion to confuse the mind, but a direct attack with the tyrannical water magic power.

    He snorted coldly, turned a blind eye to the turbulent waves, and walked directly through the waves.

    Suddenly a black mountain appeared in the air, pressing towards him with a thunderous force.

    That big mountain has a radius of several feet, and it is completely black, but according to Lin Baixuan's eyesight, every rock on this black mountain has condensed incomparably pure and incomparably pure earth energy.

    Lin Baixuan frowned, and took a step to the side. The mountain fell to the ground with a loud crash, shaking the ground.

    The next moment, there was another boundless fire rising under his feet, feeling the real scorching heat, Lin Baixuan's toes hit hard, and the surging spirit of the supernatural spirit circulated, immediately turning all the fire into a curl of green smoke.

    I don't know when, it suddenly became dark clouds, the surroundings were in chaos, the universe was upside down, and it was impossible to distinguish up and down, north and south.

    The purple lightning swam like a silver snake, the undercurrent in the air was turbulent, thick tornadoes swept back and forth, and in the black cloud, there were countless thunderstorms falling like rain, constantly shaking the space, it seemed that the next moment would be destroyed  Torn apart!

    "The mere ability to turn spiritual energy into a sword can be regarded as the embodiment of thought? The poor monk's hand will open your eyes!"

    As expected of the Seven Immortals who attended the sect of the ancient Jiejiao, the same Dharma door, performed in the hands of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, worked more smoothly than Lin Baixuan.

    It's just that Lin Baixuan's supernatural magic didn't come from hard work, but from "signing in"!

    The moment he used the item, he had fully grasped all the tricks in it.

    Therefore, even if Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's method of preserving and manifesting thoughts is ten times better than him, Lin Baixuan will see through every bit of magic power and every gap in it.

    Seeing the opponent strolling in the courtyard, Dingguang Huanxifo was slightly surprised, but at the same time strengthened his determination to kill the opponent.

    "This person's mastery of the Dadong Sutra of the Shangqing is so profound, I am afraid it is no less than the Seven Immortals in attendance."

    "Then who is he? Yu Yuan? Luo Xuan? Huo Ling? Or the Four Saints and Ten Heavenly Lords?"

    "Could it be possible that he is also one of the seven attendants?"

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

    He gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves lightly, and pointed a finger at Lin Baixuan from afar.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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