The scene of the Buddha shining in the sky is beautiful.

You can't help but sink into it, as if it has a cleansing effect.

The magnificence is rare in the world.

It was different from the battle Lin Yu had encountered before.

The golden wheel in Elder Fa Xuan's hand is obviously the treasure of Buddhism.

The Buddha nature is profound, and the brilliant power transmitted from it has put tremendous pressure on Lin Yu.

From the outside to the inside, it seems to be able to penetrate into the soul everywhere.

Suddenly, in Lin Yu's heart, he actually felt that he was a heinous sinner.

Complex emotions poured out in my heart.

Remorse, guilt, self-blame......

The peaceful golden Buddha light shone on Lin Yu's body.

made him a little distracted for a while, and even had the urge to put down the butcher's knife and kneel down to worship.

I have to say that the Buddhist inheritance does not know how long it will take, and the uniqueness is really difficult to deal with.

For a murderous person like Lin Yu, it can have some impact.

But that's about it.

At this moment, Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

Face an earth-shattering blow.

A sneer appeared on his calm face.

With a flick of his left hand, he streaked through the air in an imperfect trajectory.

Five fingers, fluttering out.

The sword light stabbed by the disciples of the Holy Land collapsed and disappeared under the light fingertips.

The sound of fingertip tapping is like a jade bead falling on a plate, crisp and pleasant.

The disciples of the Holy Land who bravely attacked retreated.

At the tiger's mouth, blood was dripping.

Between the mouth and nose, wisps of red color oozed out.

At the first encounter, it was a complete rout.

One by one, they staggered under their feet, and they couldn't even stand steadily.

From the hilt of the sword, there is an overwhelming force.

The shock caused their internal organs to shift, and the long sword in their hands broke inch by inch.

At the same time, Lin Yu punched out with a right fist.

The shadow of the whistling fist collided with the golden light.

An extremely gloomy thunder resounded through the sky.

The solemn Sanskrit chanting in the sky suddenly stopped, and the golden light blooming on the golden wheel of the Buddha Gate to the treasure suddenly stopped.

The old monk's body was like an electric shock, trembling like chaff, and he retreated again and again.

At this moment, his complexion changed drastically, and he kept roaring in his mouth.

A monk's robe puffed up without wind, and his thin and small figure swelled up in an instant.

The sky was full of golden light, and it suddenly converged.

The slightest sharp whistling sound resounded in the ears.

The golden wheel spun and quickly fell back in front of the old monk.

The golden color, which was one foot in diameter, quickly condensed to the size of a palm.

The golden mangs are condensed, and the Buddha power contained in them is becoming more and more surging.

In the mouth of the old monk, a solemn Sanskrit singing sounded again.

Under the blessing of the great power of Buddhism, the golden light gradually became restrained, and the entire golden wheel became transparent.

In the crystal flow, there is an extraordinary Buddha power brewing.

One by one, the Buddhist swastika "swastika" flashed out.

In an instant, countless swastikas shrouded Lin Yu.

In the swastika, the golden light blooms brightly.

With Lin Yu as the center, within a radius of nine feet, it suddenly turned into a sea of gold.

The golden light poured in the sky, and no other colors could be seen.

The extremely brilliant sea of light completely engulfed Lin Yu's figure.

It's just that in the golden light, a finger looms.

In the depths of the golden light, the fingers fluttered upward.

Disappearing from time to time, there seems to be nothing.

The golden light in the sky was powerless to stop it for a moment.

This finger lightly touched on the gold.

A slight point, like a drop in the ocean, like a mustard seed in Sumeru, is so insignificant compared to the golden light that swept the sky.

However, in Elder Faxuan's eyes, there was extreme shock and horror.

so that he trembled all over, as if struck by lightning.

A chuckle sounded in his ears: "Let your Buddha shine and live your life, I can destroy it with just one finger." ”

With a bang, the Golden Wheel Magic Weapon was shattered with a finger.

"Wow......"

The old monk opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, staggering under his feet.

The whole face was just brushed and darkened, like dead ashes.

His lips trembled slightly, and there was not a trace of blood on his face.

"Donor, good means. ”

The voice was dumb and obviously had suffered a heavy blow.

As the voice sounded, the figure of the old monk suddenly blurred.

Like a welcome reflected in the water, it disappears invisibly.

Seeing this, Lin Yu smiled slightly: "I still want to escape!"

As he spoke, he punched out and smashed Huanglong.

The momentum of this punch was like a thousand troops, and Mount Tai burst into the air.

The murderous frost froze the entire space.

Click!

The sound of shattering suddenly sounded.

Where the old monk disappeared, that space seemed to be shattered by Lin Yu's punch.

The black spatial cracks were densely packed, like spider webs.

As the crack spread, a figure was violently shaken out.

At this moment, the old monk was even more embarrassed.

Between the mouth and nose, blood flowed everywhere.

The whole person is like falling into an ice cave, and it is difficult to breathe.

The body was shocked by the force of the rebound and flew upside down.

Seven holes were bleeding, and he was covered with blood.

Lin Yu's punch actually penetrated the layers of space and hit his body.

"What's this trick?"

The old monk fell to the ground and looked at Lin Yu in horror and inexplicably.

The punch just now was not powerful enough to penetrate the space.

But the strange thing is that the fist power can follow him closely, like an appendage, like a shadow.

Since Lin Yu accepted the mysterious inheritance in the Land of Annihilation, the biggest benefit was not the terrifying set of Heavenly Dao Returning Yuan Reincarnation Fist, but the gaze from a commanding height.

The mysterious predecessor in the illusion once overlooked the universe and saw the vicissitudes of heaven and earth.

Nature can see through everything and be proficient in all kinds of subtle energy uses.

The rich cultivation experience was all left in Lin Yu's mind.

Now Lin Yu has an enviable treasure stored in his mind.

Every day, every moment, he is in constant progress.

Little by little, bit by bit, absorbing the precious martial arts cultivation experience in my mind.

Although he has not yet reached his own realm, Lin Yu's use of power is more subtle and skillful.

Even in the face of the strong in the realm of heaven and man, he can still be clever and clever.

At this time, Elder Fa Xuan was severely injured and ran out of oil.

Knowing that there was no hope of escaping, he simply put his mind down, forced a breath, and urged his life potential.

I saw that his whole body was red, and then turned white, white and red, and his image was weird.

The number of body surface color conversions is more frequent.

Between heaven and earth, a thumping heartbeat suddenly sounded.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

A Buddha horn, agitated like a tide, resounded in the sky.

Seeing this, Lin Yu's face was as usual, and his expression was calm.

He smiled faintly: "Okay, let me see the methods of Fahua Temple." ”

The indifferent look is like a god who cannot be blasphemed.

Even if he is a powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man, in his eyes, he still does not have to be afraid.

At this moment, a faint golden light appeared on the outside of the old monk's body.

The faint sound of Sanskrit singing seems to come from the sky!

The golden light flows, and the Buddha is solemn.

As the Sanskrit chanting gradually became louder and louder, the golden light outside the old monk's body became more and more dazzling.

A golden swastika slowly rose from the top of his head.

Compared with the previous one, this "swastika" character is more brilliant and vast.

The Sanskrit chanting became louder and louder, and the heavens and the earth were solemn.

The golden "swastika" character rises higher and higher.

Under the sun, the more you can't force your eyes.

Accompanied by a burst of Sanskrit sounds, a ray of pale gold Buddha light slowly shot out, enveloping Lin Yu's body.

The light of the Buddha is faint, the golden light is flashing, and the solemn meaning is indescribable.

Look at the old monk again, chanting Sanskrit sounds in his mouth.

In his nose, blood gushed out.

The face was full of blood, like a ghost asking for his life.

It is very different from the Buddha's light and peaceful, golden and solemn.

Every chant seemed to drain his blood.

In the midst of the seven orifices, the blood could not stop flowing.

As the Sanskrit sound sounds, the golden "swastika" character reflects a phantom image of the Buddha sitting cross-legged.

One finger to the sky, the other to the ground.

Heaven and earth, I am the only one.

The golden lotus flowers under the seat are shining.

It's just that this sacred and solemn statue has less compassion and more solemnity.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu's face showed a surprised expression.

The exercises of Fahua Temple are really mysterious and magical.

The powerhouses of the realm of heaven and man should not be underestimated.

Outside the Land of Annihilation before, if he hadn't made a single move with the Heavenly Dao Returning Yuan Reincarnation Fist, I am afraid that he might not have been able to kill so many Heavenly and Human Realm elders one after another.

It's a pity that the current Lin Yu is no longer what it used to be.

The cultivation experience inherited from his mind made up for his only shortcoming.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for the desperate fight of the old monk Fa Xuan.

For him, it was also a good opportunity to test himself.

Wheez, deep gasp!

At this moment, a heavy and rapid gasp sounded in my ears.

The old monk Fa Xuan, quiet as a mountain, widened his eyes.

The clear eyes were full of resentment.

Boom......

Suddenly, the old monk's entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist rises and is sucked into the golden "swastika" character.

The figure of the Buddha that was refracted seemed to have obtained a mysterious blessing, and the more condensed and true.

Elder Faxuan, who knew that he had no way out, directly chose to use all of his essence and blood to bless this desperate attack.

Vainly trying to pull Lin Yu to bury himself!