Chapter Seventy-One: Xiao Ming Wang Gong, Provoking the Golden Light Curse? 【Supplement】
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
Insects and birds hissed on White Cliff Mountain.
Lin Heng walked out of the Taoist temple and stood with his hands in his hands, his slender Taoist robe moving with the wind, obviously he was only a young Taoist priest in his early twenties, but he was full of immortal wind and Taoist temperament.
And the doom that came in the middle of the night, the elder-level Zen master of the Great Guangming Temple, the enlightened monk in the eyes of the world, at this moment, it was just a matter of not showing compassion, and his cold expression was even a little chilling and ruthless.
The temperament of the two is in stark contrast.
But emptiness is also seen by one person.
Lin Heng's shouting during the day made emptiness hold a grudge.
Therefore, I came here at night, I wanted to see with my own eyes how the Zen master of Doom unloaded this Taoist priest who did not know the height of the sky?
"I thought you would run away overnight, but I didn't think that you were a little arrogant."
Du Er walked forward slowly, not in a hurry, he looked at Lin Heng with cold eyes, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his tone.
In this regard, Lin Heng laughed back lightly:
"Poor Dao also thinks that the master is broad-minded and does not count a battle of ideas, but now it seems that he looks down on you, the Zen master of Guangming Temple."
"Oh?" The corners of Du E's mouth were coldly hooked: "So, you know now that you're afraid?" ”
Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.
Du E's eyes were slightly cold: "What are you laughing at?" ”
"It's nothing, I just think you're funny." Lin Heng replied lightly, neither humble nor arrogant.
This calmness is undoubtedly a mockery of Du Er.
Du Er said in a deep voice: "The old man knows that you have some ability, at this age, it is indeed commendable to be able to kill the innate demon in a row." ”
"But the old man has to tell you that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!"
The voice fell.
Du Er was dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe, and suddenly rose without wind.
His momentum was rapidly rising, and the characteristics of old age and decay were completely indistinguishable in him.
What he showed at this time was a majesty like a tiger!
But Lin Heng's expression was still calm, not only did he not care, but on the contrary, he reminded him indifferently.
"Master, you've figured it out."
"If you really want to tear your face, your fate will not be better than those demons."
Ever since Lin Heng set foot as a cultivator, he had never killed anyone in his cultivation.
But that doesn't mean he can't do it!
"Huh? Ha ha...... Hahaha? ”
For Lin Heng's threatening reminder, Du Er couldn't help but laugh angrily.
"I have to say, you're crazy."
"In my life, Lao Qu has never been threatened by a young cultivator."
"You're the first!"
Speaking of this, Doom's cold eyes narrowed slightly.
"It will be the last one!"
When Lin Heng heard this, he nodded with a smile.
"Indeed, Poor Dao should be the last."
Speaking of this, Lin Heng's figure disappeared suddenly, and under the acceleration of the end of the world, he appeared in front of Du Doom almost in the blink of an eye.
Then the extremely insulting one slapped the doom who was still ready to talk nonsense.
The slap came too suddenly.
Suddenly, it was too late to continue the nonsense, and he was thrown into a crisp big fight.
Du was confused, then angry, and seemed to want to say something.
Lin Heng slammed into his body with a palm thunder again: "What so much nonsense?" Poor Dao still has to sleep! ”
The warning has already been warned.
If the other party still refuses to leave, of course, it will be a direct war.
Lin Heng's personality has always been decisive, and he doesn't like a bunch of nonsense before the war the most.
This palm thunder did not drag any mud and water, and although Du Yu hurriedly resisted, his arms were still numb from the bombardment, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row.
"Ah!!h
Doom was completely furious, and his eyes almost burst into flames.
Before the words were finished, the other party actually took the first shot, which is simply shameless.
But if you want to talk about a shameless sneak attack, he, as a Great Light Zen Master, is too lazy to care.
But the other party came up with a big fight.
Such a shame made him unacceptable.
"Stinky boy, the old man is going to dismantle you tonight!!"
He roared wildly, and the Buddha light around him was flourishing, forming a circle of light that enveloped him.
This is the small Ming Wang Gong of Buddhism, which belongs to the low-level version of the Fudo Ming King.
The Dharma Spirit has also cultivated this exercise.
But it can't be compared with the consummation-level Xiao Ming Wang Gong of Doom at all.
Du's doom, who was shrouded in Buddha's light, was no longer worried about the other party's sneak attack, his fighting spirit rose, and he shouted provocatively:
"Come, I heard that you have a Daomen Golden Light Spell."
"Let's take a look today, what's so great about this so-called golden light spell?!"
When the words landed, his body was like an arrow off the string, with the light of a meteor, and smashed towards Lin Heng.
Xiao Ming Wang Gong is an absolute physical exercise, he wants to directly use his fists to smash the other party to death!
"Play with the aperture, won't you?"
"Okay, then I'll show you the Golden Light Spell!"
Lin Heng didn't care about the Buddha's light protection body, and with a silent thought in his heart, the supreme golden light burst out of his body, covering his whole body.
At that time, he had already killed, and he carried the power of a meteor, the power of a punch, which made the air crackle.
"Smash him!"
The emptiness of watching the battle not far away clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of hideousness and anticipation.
As a result, in the next second, he saw that stinky Taoist priest with golden light smashed into Du Er with the same punch!
Bang!
With the two fists as the center, the golden light was like a calm lake that had been hit, and in an instant, it rippled hundreds of meters.
The two old pines outside the Taoist temple were cut off on the spot.
Then Du Er's face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a look of horror quickly appeared in his eyes.
(End of chapter)