Chapter 517 Heart Flame, Lights and Buddha
"Buddha is merciful, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back before it is too late, Mr. Zhong, the Heaven Sword Holy Land and the Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Land are on good terms, please do not do something you regret and cause a dispute between the two holy lands."
The monk Chuan Deng endured the pain in his body and slowly sat up, his tone was extremely sincere.
"The tongue of the Buddhist sect is indeed extremely clever, and the words are as bright as lotus, but it is useless."
Zhong Lin stepped forward and instantly appeared in front of the monk Chuan Deng, pressing a palm on his head.
"Kill him if you want to, what can the Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Land do to me?"
Zhong Lin's voice was cold and full of endless domineering.
"Buddha is merciful."
The monk Chuan Deng did not dare to continue speaking, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had accepted his fate, but his body was constantly shaking, and it was obvious that his heart was not as calm as his appearance.
"Donor, I would like to tell you the location of Long Zhao, and I hope you will spare my life."
The monk Chuan Deng still opened his eyes and couldn't help begging for mercy.
"Where is it?"
"It's..."
Buzz!
The monk Chuan Deng's eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted, and then an ancient bronze lamp appeared above his head, shaking Zhong Lin's arm away.
The ancient bronze lamp grew in the wind, and in a moment it turned into a giant lamp, with a golden flame burning inside, illuminating all directions.
The burning flame did not have any temperature, but gave people a sense of compassion, tranquility, and peace, making people want to extinguish the anger in their hearts and just want to convert to Buddhism.
However, this kind of spiritual method had no effect on Zhong Lin, who had already practiced the spiritual realm and easily suppressed it.
"Heart flames are everywhere, lamps are Tathagata, shining in all directions, suppressing evil spirits."
The monk Chuan Deng roared, and the blood in his body gathered in the ancient bronze lamp, using his own Buddha blood as oil to burn the flames of the heart of everything, turning into endless illusions that enveloped Zhong Lin.
At the same time, he raised his right palm. In an instant, a Golden Buddha's Palm Condense from the Void. a'S Palm. The Five Fingers Were Round, and Many Buddha's Shadows formed on the texture.
"I am the only one in the world!"
Rumble!
With a loud noise like the explosion of thousands of thunders, the soil within a radius of hundreds of miles under the feet of the monk Chuan Deng exploded, and an endless hurricane swept the yellow earth all over the sky.
A huge phantom of the Tathagata Dharma body loomed behind him, his blood was roaring, his fist was shaking, and he stepped suddenly.
The tall Tathagata Dharma body behind him raised both hands, and also stepped forward with both feet, shaking the whole body, each forming a huge fist print.
A golden light appeared.
As soon as this fist print came out, time and space seemed to stagnate suddenly, all colors, light, smells, sounds, etc. lost their colors, became unconscious, without vision, without ears, and thoughts seemed to no longer exist.
Even the people watching the battle from a distance seemed to fall into an inexplicable state for a moment, as if the whole world stopped turning.
"Good!"
Zhong Lin's face moved slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Buddhist martial arts are indeed unique, but it's a pity that you met me."
"Sword Domain!"
Zhong Lin uttered these two words gently, and in an instant, the void shook violently, and the world suddenly recovered its clarity, and the hurricane that turned into rolling air waves also subsided instantly.
His fingers gently pointed out, and endless sword intent rose, suppressing everything between heaven and earth.
The huge phantom of the Tathagata Dharma body behind the monk Chuan Deng was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it was crushed without even a moment.
The finger continued to move forward and gently tapped the center of the monk Chuan Deng's eyebrows.
With a clear sound, the divine light in the monk Chuan Deng's eyes dimmed instantly, and it was dead gray.
Silence!
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in horror, including Lan Qihua, Kuang Hao, Fang Yun and others who were watching the battle from a distance, and their eyelids twitched.
Dead.
A supreme warrior of the ninth level of the Buddha Realm of Life and Death died quietly in front of him. Even in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Land, he was the top-level existence among the true disciples. Now he died so casually, and the one who killed him was only a warrior of the sixth level of the Life and Death Realm.
"A Ninth Heaven Bodhisattva master and two Fifth Heaven Arhat masters died just like that?"
"This is a big deal. No holy land can afford to lose these three masters. The Wanfo Holy Land will never let it go."
"Humph! So what if they don't let it go? When they compete with each other in the same realm, life and death are determined by fate. The monk Chuandeng is not good at learning, and the Wanfo Holy Land can't say anything."
The person who spoke looked at Zhong Lin standing in the void with a scorching gaze, his eyes full of fanaticism, and then took a step forward and said loudly: "Jianyu Jianyang Sword Sect Cheng Xingye greets the Sixth Saint Son and congratulates the Sixth Saint Son for killing the powerful enemy and spreading the power of my sword. I have seen Chuandeng and his party staying in a valley a thousand miles away in the southeast. The person the Sixth Saint Son is looking for may be there."
Zhong Lin also glanced at the person who spoke and raised his eyebrows slightly
"Jianyang Sword Sect Cheng Xingye?"
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"Yes."
"You are right. With my decree, you can find me in the Holy Land."
With a wave of his hand, a white jade token fell into Cheng Xingye's hand.
"Thank you, the Sixth Holy Son."
Cheng Xingye took the token, his face full of ecstasy, and he knelt on one knee like a golden mountain overturning a jade pillar.
This behavior not only did not attract the contempt of those around him, but instead was full of envy, secretly regretting why he did not have such an opportunity.
This is the sixth son of the Heaven Sword Holy Land! He is also the heir of the Sword Pavilion. Judging from the strong performance of the sixth heaven killing the ninth heaven today, he may even be crowned king in the future.
Being favored by such a strong man is simply a step to heaven!
Zhong Lin stood there coldly with his hands behind his back, looking at Kuang Hao and Lan Qihua in the void.
"Lan Qihua from the Ancient Spirit Holy Land, I meet Junior Brother Zhong, Junior Brother is so powerful."
Lan Qihua's face was full of smiles, and he didn't dare to be arrogant, but he still called him Junior Brother.
He himself was the eighth heaven of the Life and Death Mirror, and he was a person of the same period as Chi Zhonglin, so it was not an exaggeration to call Zhong Lin Junior Brother.
Kuang Hao also restrained his arrogance, and did not dare to neglect such a strong person like Zhong Lin.
"I am the mad hero of the Holy Land of Thunder. I am honored to meet Brother Zhong."
Zhong Lin glanced at the two of them and said in a cold voice: "The Thunder Beast already has a master. You two... step back."
Lan Qihua's face changed slightly when he saw Zhong Lin's expression. The mad hero on the other side was also stunned, and then he became furious, even more arrogant than himself.
"If you don't step back... you will die!"
Zhong Lin gently clenched his palms, and a shadow of a blue dragon swirled up behind him, and it merged with the thunder in the void, turning into a winding thunder dragon, roaring with lightning.
"Blue Dragon in the Sea" cultivates power. After practicing it, you can release your power from the inside out, control the four directions, and use the power of heaven and earth to raise a thousand-foot wave in a pool of water.
Although Zhong Lin did not practice thunder-attributed martial arts, he was born with the ability to control thunder, and he could turn thunder into power with a thought.
