Is the end of the dust?

Hearing the words of the old monk Jin Chan, Lin Yiqiu was inexplicably shocked in his heart!

Although he and Xia Xueqing don't have much intersection, the two can be regarded as experiencing hardships together.

Therefore, his feelings for her are still very deep, and they are the same as Wan Jier's.

Under such circumstances, how could he accept her fate?

Furthermore, what happened to her? Why not say goodbye?

These were all shrouded in Lin Yiqiu's heart like a thousand-year-old mystery, forming a powerful aura.

This kind of thing is already terrifying, and it still appears on a half-step celestial elephant master like Lin Yiqiu.

At this time, this aura was like a god-killing weapon, pointing at the golden cicada presided over the Jinguang Temple!

"Master, whether it is the fate of the dust is over, this overlord can know if he has personally met the Second Highness.

But if you continue to block it, then the Lord will attack the temple with all his might, and after today, this thousand-year-old temple will be destroyed! ”

In the midst of the monstrous and turbulent rolling, Lin Yiqiu said domineeringly.

Behind him, all the Black Gold Armorers, the Shadow Killers of the West Factory, and the five hundred soldiers stationed on the frontier gathered together, and immediately attacked the Golden Light Temple as soon as he gave the order.

Not only that, but there are also hidden masters of the West Factory around the entire Jinguang Temple.

Since Jinguang Temple is a thousand-year-old temple with a strong heritage, if you want to rescue Xia Xueqing from such an ancient temple, Lin Yiqiu is naturally prepared!

"If the donor insists on this, then this seat has no choice but to have what the donor has to do.

If the donor can go up to this golden pavilion, then you will naturally be able to see His Royal Highness.

If you can't get on, then you can go yourself! ”

Seeing that Lin Yiqiu insisted on attacking Jinguang Temple, Jin Cicada's tone was not good.

With a wave of his hand as he spoke, rows of monks wrapped in golden light appeared from the golden light pavilion.

They are like golden-bodied Arhats, with immortal bodies, and they also form a formation.

Seeing this, everyone present was awe-struck, because everyone realized that this was the master of Jinguang Temple, and the previous ones belonged to the outer disciples at most.

So, wait for the real tough battle.

"Okay, pull out the Golden Light Temple for the Overseer!"

Seeing this, Lin Yiqiu's face was full of slaughter, and he waved his hand domineeringly.

"Yes!"

With Lin Yiqiu's order, all the Shadow Killers, Frontier Warriors, and Black Gold Armor Warriors almost swarmed up and began to attack the Golden Light Pavilion.

At the same time, the masters of the West Factory hidden in the dark appeared together, drew bows and arrows and fought with the outer disciples.

For a time, this thousand-year-old temple was once again stained with a sea of corpses and blood.

"Yabu King Kong!"

"Eight Heavenly Dragons!"

And the golden cicada host saw that the enemy was attacking strongly, and immediately said in a long voice.

While speaking, various humanoid monsters emerged from the golden light pavilion, resembling the eight heavenly dragon monsters in Buddhist mythology!

All of them were infinitely powerful, lifting heavy objects and smashing them down, so that Xichang, the black gold armorers, and the frontier soldiers could not get close, and there were also dead and wounded.

In addition, there are beings who resemble the real Buddha Vajra who are summoned down and hover over the Golden Light Temple to chant the Dharma.

Every time I recite the Dharma, a pillar of thunder or a pillar of gold falls.

For a while, Lin Yiqiu's side suffered heavy casualties and was unable to enter the Jinguang Pavilion.

It can be seen that the thousand-year-old temple is extraordinary after all!

However, Lin Yiqiu had an increase in troops on his side, which invisibly also put a lot of pressure on Jinguang Temple's side.

They also finally understood the horror of a dynasty, at least the number of people was not weaker than their Jinguang Temple!

Therefore, at the same time as the two sides were fighting, many monks appeared from the Golden Light Pavilion, and they discussed with Jin Chan, as if they were discussing whether to let Xia Xueqing go?

But Jin Chan shook his head and looked decisive.

Seeing this, Lin Yiqiu knew that it was the key to take away Xia Xueqing, the old monk.

"Peerless Sword Case, go!"

Immediately, in the middle of his thoughts, Lin Yiqiu raised his hand and directly controlled the Peerless Sword Box.

In an instant, the twelve flying swords that had been recovered from the Peerless Sword Box shot out in unison, and hooked a large area of thunder and lightning to attack on the Golden Light Pavilion.

Click, as the twelve flying swords fired together, a Dao rift appeared in the golden light enchantment in front of the Golden Light Pavilion.

Amazingly, the attack of these twelve flying swords was very effective, after all, this was the flying sword of the Lord.

Every sword, placed in this martial arts world, is a divine weapon.

When twelve are gathered, there is supreme divine power!

In an instant, under the summoning of the Twelve Flying Swords, a large area of thunder and lightning formed a whirlpool, extremely violent, and wanted to tear the Golden Light Pavilion apart!

This scene not only frightened the outer gate of Jinguang Temple, but also the martial arts people watching the battle at the foot of the mountain were also trembling.

"The Twelve Flying Swords of the Viewer are really infinitely powerful, with these twelve flying swords, the rain turns into dust like a tiger with wings!"

"This rain and dust is really terrifying, not only martial arts, but also chance, you can get the twelve flying swords of the Lord!"

"Well, there is a great strong man behind this rain and dust, otherwise the previous white-clothed Bodhisattva Pujing would not have been defeated so quickly!"

"Well, so this battle is far from being as calm as it seems on the surface, and the real power is probably in the back!"

"Are you saying that the people who secretly help the rain turn into dust will also take action?"

"That's natural, although she has never appeared, she must be in the dark, most likely to deal with the ...... of Jinguang Temple"

"Hey, the one from the Golden Light Temple has lived for five hundred years, and he is already strong enough to be close to the gods, and fighting with this one is simply a fight with an immortal!"

"That's natural, this battle seems to be a fight between the gods at present! So let's not get close! ”

Seeing that this battle was fought to this point, the people watching the battle were talking about it.

And they were all shocked, and they were shocked by the power led by Lin Yiqiu and the power of Jinguang Temple.

And everyone knows that this is not the ultimate power.

Jinguang Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, not only the existence of the eight heavenly dragon monsters of Buddhism, but also the existence of a statue that has existed for five hundred years, no one knows its realm, but it can be imagined that it is very terrifying!

After all, in five hundred years, even a pig will become a sperm, let alone a martial arts monk.

So once this person makes a move, it will naturally be earth-shattering.

However, everyone knows better that Lin Yiqiu also has a master behind him to help, and this master is equally terrifying.

So this ultimate battle is the most terrifying!

"Vajra Buddha body, go!"

At this moment, in the midst of everyone's thoughts, the golden cicada shouted loudly, and pushed out with a flat palm.

As his palm rolled out, a King Kong figure resembling a Buddha instantly flew towards Lin Yiqiu.

This is the Golden Cicada's half-step Heavenly Phenomena Peak Grandmaster, who personally shot to kill Lin Yiqiu.

As soon as Lin Yiqiu came out with the help of the Twelve Flying Swords of the Viewer, he also felt threatened, so he had to take action himself.

As the host of Jinguang Temple, Jin Cicada made a move, the subtlety of Buddhism, and the strength of true qi can only be described as 'ghost crying wolf'!