Chapter 53: The Master is sent on his way
Lin Chen just walked out of the pavilion.
Several figures came up to block his way.
Lin Chen looked up.
Surprisingly, they were the monks from the ancient temple before.
"Donor, have you ever received my Buddha's inheritance?"
Wuchen stared at Lin Chen in front of him with fiery eyes, as if looking at a diluted treasure.
How many years!
No one has come out of that building alive for how many years!
Wuchen felt excited in his heart.
He has waited too long...
"Master Wuchen, what kind of inheritance? I haven't encountered it at all!"
Lin Chen frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.
Wuchen's face instantly turned cold: "Donor, please don't lie. Have you really not met the inheritance?"
Lin Chen shook his head and said honestly: "Don't talk about Buddhist inheritance, I haven't found even the slightest trace of Buddhism!"
"Do you still want to lie to me?"
Wuchen sneered: "You know that everything in that building was destroyed, but the donor was still able to come back safely. Moreover, as far as I know, that ancient building has completely collapsed. How could you not get that Tao inheritance?"
Wuchen's voice was filled with anger.
This kid is really bullying people!
Do you really think they are fools?
Lin Chen frowned.
"that is because……"
Lin Chen was about to explain when he suddenly felt a dangerous aura surrounding him.
An inexplicable suspicion arose deep in his heart.
"Whoosh!"
The surrounding space changed drastically, and Lin Chen retreated sharply, distancing himself from the four monks.
"Where is this? Why am I here?"
Lin Chen looked around cautiously.
Four monks surrounded him.
"Amitabha!"
Wuchen coughed lightly, clasped his hands together, and looked at Lin Chen with a solemn expression: "Donor, this inheritance is of great significance to our Buddhist sect. I hope the benefactor will not make any mistakes!"
Lin Chen suddenly became anxious and said seriously: "Master Wuchen! What I said is true. In that maze, except for a peerless orb, I never encountered any inheritance!"
"Orb?"
Hearing this, Wuchen and others' breathing suddenly became rapid.
Wuchen looked at Lin Chen with blazing eyes and asked: "Amitabha, I wonder if the donor would be willing to take out the orb for a look?"
When Lin Chen heard this, he smiled heartily and said: "What are you talking about, master? We are our own people! Master is willing to teach me the Taoism, how can I be so inhumane?"
After saying that, Lin Chen took out the pregnancy bead from the sea of consciousness.
Seeing the bead that contained extremely powerful pressure, Wuchen and other monks' eyes lit up.
Although they have not come into contact with these treasures, they can feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained inside the orbs through the power of these orbs!
"Boom~~"
As soon as the orb was born, the whole world suddenly trembled.
The surrounding void seemed more like it was about to collapse.
"This is...this is..."
"What a treasure this is!"
Wuchen's eyes widened and he looked at the orb in Lin Chen's hand in shock.
The breathing of the other three monks also became rapid.
Wuchen clasped his hands together and muttered words, his eyes flashing with golden light.
"Donor! This bead is my Buddhist relic that has been lost for a long time. Please give this bead to me quickly!"
Wuchen suddenly said anxiously.
"As it should be."
Lin Chen nodded and handed the orb to Wuchen.
Wuchen was overjoyed and hurriedly walked to Lin Chen's side, putting on a pious posture and wanting to take the orb.
"Master, are you ready?"
"Amitabha! Donor, please rest assured, I am ready."
Wuchen silently recited a spell.
A golden palm appeared out of thin air.
"Okay, I'll send the master on his way."
A cold smile flashed across Lin Chen's lips. Looking at the palm that appeared out of thin air, he drew his sword and slashed it.
A sword pierced into the golden hand, making a clanging sound.
Poof!
A streak of blood splattered.
"Ahhhhh!!"
Wuchen suddenly woke up and quickly retracted his palm, his face full of horror.
His arm was cut off directly!
However, before he could react, Lin Chen's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.
The sword pointed up.
call out!
Lin Chen pointed directly at Wuchen's eyebrows.
Wuchen Dahao was just about to stop him.
However, he found that his whole body was stiff and unable to move at all.
He only felt that the sword seemed to have penetrated time and space, and the sword light from ancient times penetrated and pierced his eyebrows.
Poof! ~
Lin Chen's sword tip pierced Wuchen's eyebrows.
Wuchen's eyes widened and he spit out blood.
"You...how did you find out?"
He never figured out until his death how the other party found out about his evil intentions!
"If all the villains are pig-brained like you, it would be a shame to die."
Lin Chen shook his head, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.
"you……"
Dust-free and breathless.
"Master? Master?"
The other three monks were shocked and rushed over, with murderous intent in their eyes.
"act recklessly."
Lin Chen's eyes flashed with disdain, and he slashed with his sword.
Poof! ~
Three pillars of blood shot out, and the three monks didn't even have a chance to scream, before they were killed by Lin Chen's sword.
Putting away everyone's Qiankun Ring, Lin Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked somewhere in the void, and said, "Aren't you coming out yet?"
"Hmph! You are quite vigilant!"
An indifferent voice sounded.
Lin Chen turned his head and looked around, and saw a man in white clothes walking in the distance, holding a jade flute, approaching him step by step.
The white robe is better than the snow, and the white clothes are fluttering.
The man has a handsome face and a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows.
"If I guess correctly, you are the tower spirit here!"
Lin Chen's eyes turned cold.
When he killed the phantom from the test monument, he was still wondering, if that guy was a tower spirit, why didn't the spiritual tower collapse?
Now, everything is explained.
"Haha, that's right. The first person you met was just my spiritual pet."
"I originally planned to let those losers take action, but I didn't expect... Now that you have discovered my existence, don't blame me for being cruel!"
The white-robed young man glanced at the four monks lying on the corpses and said coldly.
"Just you?"
Lin Chen shrugged and spread his hands, saying with a playful expression.
The white-robed young man raised his brows slightly and said coldly: "Boy, you know nothing about my strength."
"Come on, come on, beg to be killed!"
Lin Chen's eyes narrowed into slits.
Fighting all the way, becoming invincible along the way, his invincible Taoist heart has expanded to unprecedented levels.
At this moment, Lin Chen was eager for a fight!
The young man in white robe frowned, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes: "Looking for death!"
Say it.
The young man in white robe made a move with his right hand, and a green long knife appeared out of thin air.
The long knife is entirely green, with complex textures carved on its surface.
The blade exudes a strong breath of life.
"Death's Scythe!"
The young man in white robe uttered human words, held the handle of the knife in his hand, and slashed hard.
A jet-black sword light tore through the void, carrying a terrifying strong wind, and struck directly at Lin Chen's neck.
Lin Chen snorted coldly, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes. He swung the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand and turned it into a bright sword light, slashing down hard.
Boom! ~
The two collided, and explosive energy fluctuations swept out, and the void seemed to be torn apart.
Kick!
The white-robed young man's expression changed drastically and he took a few steps back.
Lin Chen, on the other hand, steadied his steps, holding the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, standing proudly in the void.
"This is impossible! In the late stage of becoming a god, you can't possibly block my attack!" The young man in white robe shouted in horror.
Lin Chen sneered coldly: "Really? Your knife is very sharp, but you are too useless!"
Lin Chen flipped his wrist and the sword force changed again.
The sword glowed like a rainbow, carrying the aura of destruction.
"Cut!~"
Lin Chen roared.
The sword rainbow cut through the sky and went straight to the chest of the white-robed young man.
"Damn it!"
The young man in white robe was shocked.
"Impossible! Your cultivation is obviously not at the realm of spirit transformation, why can you compete with me?"
The young man in white robe roared in disbelief.
Lin Chen was too lazy to argue with him, and received another heavy blow from the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand.
Poof! ~
Blood mist bursts out.
There was a deep wound on the chest of the young man in white robe, and blood was flowing.
"hehe!"
A hint of joking appeared at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth, and he swung down the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand again.
"This, how is this possible?"
The white-robed young man's face was full of fear and he retreated in defeat.
"Nothing is impossible in this world!" Lin Chen's lips curved into a bloodthirsty arc.
In an instant, Lin Chen turned into an afterimage and caught up with the white-robed young man holding the Zhuxian Sword.
The young man in white robe resisted continuously, but under Lin Chen's violent attack, he couldn't hold on for long.
"Damn it!"
The young man in white robe gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger.
He never imagined that he would fall into the hands of an ant in the realm of gods.
"go to hell!"
"Wheel of Killing!"
The white-robed young man's eyes were full of madness, activating the power in the demon soul flag.
boom! boom! boom! ~
Black shadows flew out from the demon soul flags and rushed towards Lin Chen with their teeth and claws.
"Get back here!"
Lin Chen shouted loudly and slashed out with the Zhuxian Sword.
A huge purple sword gang swept across the eight wastelands, destroying the power in the demon soul flag like a torrent.
"This this……"
The young man in white robe had a dull expression on his face.
"Now, it's time for you to die!" Lin Chen sneered, his body swayed, and a sword light fell from the sky.
"No!~"
The young man in white robe shouted desperately.
Poof!
A ferocious heart burst out of his chest, and blood rained all over the ground.
"How can it be?"
The young man in white robe widened his eyes and stared at his chest in disbelief.
He never dreamed that his majestic tower spirit would die under the sword of a junior.
Plop!
The young man in white robe fell heavily to the ground and died.
His eyes were still wide and round, with a look of unwillingness and resentment on his face.
Lin Chen walked up slowly, looking at the corpse on the ground, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"To die so easily? I really can't help but fight."
Lin Chen shook his head and laughed disdainfully.
He picked up the Qiankun Ring of the white-robed young man and put away the Bodhi tree beside him.
Boom!
At this moment, the surrounding space began to collapse crazily.
