Lin Chuan supported the ground with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, the stinging sensation invaded his brain like a burning fire, and the pupil power of the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye was still exploding, but it was already unsustainable.

The stairs that fell from the sky fell straight down, and finally fell to Lin Chuan's side, and without looking back, Lin Chuan already felt who was standing at the end of the stairs.

"Leave it to me! It's time for me, the Nandou Divine Envoy, to prove my worth! ”

A gentle voice fell from the end of the stairs and echoed around Lin Chuan.

"It seems that this battle is not just my performance!"

Lin Chuan got up from the ground with difficulty, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, intertwined with blood and tears on his face, looking extremely hideous but extremely arrogant.

In the next moment, the white holy light fell from the stairs, directly enveloping Lin Chuan's body, and a warm and soft aura rippled in it, as if there were elves dancing around Lin Chuan, and the cells of his whole body were shouting wildly at this moment, greedily sucking the energy in the light.

These energies merged into Lin Chuan's body along his acupoints, turning into a rolling warm current and wandering in Lin Chuan's meridians, all the fatigue and soreness in his place began to disappear, and the injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the stinging pain of the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes began to slowly subside under this light, although extremely slow, but effective.

"This is the ...... of the light attribute" Lin Chuan looked around in astonishment, he didn't expect Ling Hong to have this hand, and his expression of surprise was beyond words.

"The light attribute can not only be used in combat, if it is used for healing, it is a more powerful auxiliary recovery attribute than the water attribute!" Ling Hong's words fell, and his figure slowly walked down the stairs, and everyone's eyes were focused on him at this moment.

This man who slowly walked out of the holy light, like a god representing light, looked down on everything in the world, and his posture of falling from the sky made all the monks stunned.

"Qinglong said before that the people involved in this battle will not die, since this is the case, then I will replace him next, remember my code name, I am the Nandou of [Xiao]!"

Ling Hong's words fell word by word with his footsteps, with a strange rhythm, making everyone feel the warmest sunshine in the world in a trance, and their whole minds were lost in it.

"Not good!" Several Yuan Infant Stage monks secretly said in their hearts, they were the first to wake up from this strange light, and their hearts were shocked, Ling Hong's strength seemed to make everyone feel unfathomable at this moment.

It's just the light that emanates from his body, it actually has the effect of confusing people's hearts, and the moment they wake up, they immediately feel the surging light attribute spiritual power in the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and its surging degree is so turbulent that even the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage feel frightened.

Without him! Because the most in the entire Scripture Pavilion is not the five element attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, nor the rare attributes such as wind and thunder, but the light attributes!

At this moment, the surging huge light spiritual power of the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was condensed towards Ling Hong, and in the process, Ling Hong's hands kept pinching on his chest, and one after another complicated and simple handprints flew out from his hands, and the terrifying coercion slowly condensed, making everyone feel palpitations.

"It's ...... What a terrifying breath...... What kind of light attribute spell is he casting!! The monk in the infancy sensed something, and his face immediately changed greatly.

"When did Nandou's light spell become so powerful!!" Someone said in horror.

"Not good! He had just come down from the seventh layer, and he might have gotten some amazing spell tome, if he used it......" Before the Yuan Infant Monk could finish speaking, he directly turned around and ran wildly, wanting to stay away from this [Xiao] Nandou that would break out at any time.

Near the shadow wall, everyone's eyes looked at Ling Hong at this moment, although the light that erupted on his body was extremely rich, but in their eyes, they didn't feel too dazzling, they only felt very warm.

Although Meng Jingxian was somewhat uncomfortable in this white light, Ling Hong's appearance at this moment gave him a reassurance, and he knew that this dance of death in his hand should be regarded as in his hands.

The ink cicada looked up at Ling Hong in the sky, its dark eyes lit up by the light it emitted, flashing with a strange misty light.

"The seventh layer, according to the rules of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it should be a saint-level secret book, could it be that he really got a saint-level secret book?" The ink cicada muttered to himself, his tone was very light, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Not far away, Luo Yuxi's blue eyes were also looking at Ling Hong's side, but her focus was more on the green dragon wrapped in white light.

Even she didn't know that the moment Ling Hong appeared, what she felt was not surprise, but relief, not for herself, but for the figure who had been fighting and had been standing at the front of everyone, the Mu Huiye who was wrapped in a blood-colored light curtain.

At this moment, in the face of Ling Hong, who was bursting with a terrifying aura all over his body, the more than 10,000 monks had only one thought, that is, to end this assessment quickly, they couldn't stand it anymore, in this terrifying sixth layer, it was completely a meat grinding ground for them, and the casualties had already exceeded a quarter, if it continued, who knew how many more people would die.

Among the Yuan Infant Stage monks, except for the commander of the Praetorian Guard who was seriously injured, and Zhang Cheng, who had exhausted his cultivation, everyone else had already run to the end of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and Song Hongbing was the same.

He was the fiercest before, but at this moment, in the face of Ling Hong's fierce murderous intent, he had completely lost the courage to resist, and everyone was retreating, even if he had the heart to test the truth again, no one wanted to be with him.

"Damn!! I didn't expect this Nandou to appear at this time, the green dragon has obviously exhausted, if no one helps, I will definitely be able to cut him, and then I will be the biggest hero of the Song family, but I didn't expect to be disrupted by the appearance of this Nandou! Damn it!!! Song Hongbing's heart kept cursing.

If Nandou's pace was a little slower, he would have a chance to kill Qinglong, but God wouldn't give him this chance.

Just when everyone was frantically fleeing, the spiritual power of the bright light attribute of the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion suddenly shook, and in the next moment, it seemed that all the light was condensed on Ling Hong's body, and then converged towards the index finger of his right hand, and his fingers completely turned into transparent white light at this moment, suppressing the extremely terrifying light spiritual power.

The next moment, Ling Hong pointed out and went straight to Song Hongbing, who was hiding in the depths of the crowd.

"A finger of divine light!"

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