Chapter 247: One against three hundred, what about the Holy Land of the Divine Court?

As streaks of golden light entered Lin Yuan's body.

His cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to surge. In an instant, he broke through from the third level of the spiritual sea to the fourth level of the spiritual sea.

The fifth level of the spiritual sea.

The sixth level of the spiritual sea.

…

Lin Yuan's cultivation level skyrocketed until he reached the ninth level of the spiritual sea, and then stopped growing.

He came to his senses.

I found that everything around me had changed.

The scene of the Grand Golden Light Temple disappeared, replaced by a void of space.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately came to his senses.

This is a small world that only those in the Holy Realm can open up.

In the small world of nothingness, there stood a young monk with gray eyebrows and beard.

His left arm was empty, and his right hand held a sword. His whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"The murderous holy monk?"

Lin Yuan was stunned, frowning and looking at this person, secretly suspicious in his heart, hasn't this person been dead for thousands of years?

"To be precise, the poor monk is just a remnant soul."

The monk seemed to understand Lin Yuan's thoughts and said calmly, "The donor possesses the martial arts skills of the Golden Light Hand Seal, but he killed the descendant of the poor monk?"

"……Yes."

Lin Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally agreed.

"The donor also learned the poor monk's unique martial arts. So, does the donor owe the poor monk a favor?"

The monk asked again.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and asked doubtfully: "Senior, what unfulfilled wishes do you have?"

"wish?"

The monk smiled slightly after hearing this, "That's right. The three secret skills of the poor monk's life, the Golden Light Mahamudra and the Mahayana Killing Sound, have been learned by the donor. Logically speaking, the donor should be considered half a master."

"The poor monk also has a unique skill, but no suitable successor was found at the time."

"You want me to help you find an apprentice?"

Lin Yuan reacted immediately after hearing this.

"That's right."

The monk nodded and said with a faint smile, "Everyone in the world knows about the Mahayana killing sound and the golden light hand seal, but they don't know that the martial arts that the poor monk is best at in his life is sword technique."

"It's a pity... In the poor monk's time, no one could inherit this unique skill."

"Now that the benefactor can understand the Mahayana killing sound, it means that the benefactor and the poor monk are destined. As long as the benefactor can help the poor monk find a suitable successor, the poor monk will be rewarded afterwards."

"Can."

Lin Yuan nodded after hearing this. He had no reason to refuse the monk's request. The monk was a strong man in the Holy Realm during his lifetime. For him to help choose his disciples was undoubtedly equivalent to handing over the opportunity of inheriting the Holy Realm into his own hands. .

The monk smiled slightly, put one hand on his chest, and made a Buddhist salute to Lin Yuan.

soon.

Lin Yuan's consciousness returned to reality.

He found that he was still sitting in the Great Golden Light Temple. However, the sound of Buddha in the Great Golden Light Temple stopped, and countless warriors looked in his direction.

This also includes people from the Holy Land of Shenting.

"This man has obtained the Holy Realm's Relics. Kill him quickly and snatch the Holy Realm's Relics from him!"

Someone in the crowd let out a loud shout.

The remaining warriors woke up from a dream and looked at Lin Yuan with unkind eyes.

They have no grudge against Lin Yuan, but since Lin Yuan has obtained the remains of the Holy Realm, he must die here today!

Countless people looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's eyes fell on the person who had just spoken.

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and through mental perception, Lin Yuan was able to determine that it was this person who used mental means to sneak attack him just now.

And what he was wearing were clothes from the Holy Land of the Divine Court!

"It's the Holy Land of the Divine Court again."

Lin Yuan's eyes darkened.

At this time.

Xue Qinghan had already stood up and came to Lin Yuan's side. He looked around at everyone and said in a calm tone: "Whoever dares to touch him will die."

Everyone was stunned.

However, some people soon became unable to restrain themselves.

Even if Lin Yuan obtained the Holy Realm Relics, he would only have Xue Qinghan by his side. There were no less than a thousand warriors present. No matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to escape death today.

"Boy, the relics of the Holy Realm are not something you can control."

"Hand it over if you know what it looks like."

"Otherwise, today, you, and this woman, no one will be alive!"

Everyone looked at Lin Yuan.

Instigated by the man from Shenting Holy Land, these people swarmed forward and prepared to seize the Holy Land relics from Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan sneered.

He raised his hand and made a golden hand seal. The warriors surrounding him were instantly suppressed by the powerful power and flew out one after another.

Some of those with strong cultivation also had solemn expressions on their faces.

"It's a heaven-level martial skill!"

"In addition to being a relic of the Holy Realm, this kid also has heaven-level martial arts!"

In the crowd, the disciple from the Divine Court Holy Land just now fanned the flames again, "Don't be afraid, everyone, this person is just Linghai. Even if he has heaven-level martial arts, if we fight together, he won't be able to last long!"

After the words fell, many people swarmed up.

"The holy land of Shenting only knows this kind of unscrupulous method?"

At this time.

The voice of the woman from Ziwei Holy Land came faintly.

The expressions of the people in Shenting Holy Land changed slightly.

"Why, do you, Ziwei Holy Land, have to wade through this muddy water?"

"Of course not."

The woman smiled faintly, turned around and left the Great Golden Light Temple with everyone in Ziwei Holy Land. Before leaving, she left a cold voice, "If you don't want to die, you won't die."

Say it.

She led the people from the Ziwei Holy Land directly out of the Grand Golden Light Temple.

Everyone in the Holy Land of Shenting looked at a loss.

At this time.

Lin Yuan and Xue Qinghan have been besieged by hundreds of warriors.

After seeing Lin Yuan being besieged.

Tian Qinglin, who entered the Holy Land with him, and the taciturn warrior also came to Lin Yuan's side silently.

They did not take action, but silently guarded Lin Yuan and Xue Qinghan to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to stab them in the back.

Lin Yuan and Xue Qinghan fought against the crowd alone.

The combat power of both of them is far superior to that of warriors of the same realm.

The warriors who swarmed forward were staggering around in a large area in less than a cup of tea.

"Fuck me."

The man from Shenting Holy Land said coldly.

Immediately afterwards.

Many disciples from the Holy Land of Shenting swarmed up. Once the people from the Holy Land took action, the situation was completely different from before.

The golden light hand seal produced by Lin Yuan had a wide range of damage and was definitely not bad in power. However, these Holy Land disciples cooperated tacitly and used a special combined attack formation to block the power of the golden light hand seal.

"I come."

Xue Qinghan said that and was about to rush forward.

But Lin Yuan stopped her and said softly, "No need, leave the people from Shenting Holy Land to me."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he signaled Xue Qinghan, Tian Qinglin and others to retreat temporarily.

The three of them looked at each other and backed away in perfect agreement.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Is he planning to fight against the hundreds of disciples in the Holy Land of Divine Court by himself?"

All the warriors were dumbfounded.

But at this moment, Lin Yuan made sure that Xue Qinghan and others had retreated, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His vitality and spiritual power surged at the same time.

For a moment.

The situation in the Great Golden Light Temple changes.