Lin Heng stood with his hands in his hands, his attitude had already shown resoluteness, this was the biggest concession he could make, and there was no room for maneuver.

Originally, in his plan, he was going to kill the dryad and the phantom mustard of Little Sumeru Mountain together!

If it weren't for the three real people who urgently needed the Netherworld to save Wudang.

The demon of the Black Mountain Realm, he can't let it go!

What's more, the dryad is still almost at the head level!

Nie Xiaoqian bit her lip and finally nodded:

"Okay."

"When the battle over there is over, I'll ask my grandma for it!"

Lin Heng said: "Don't wait, I'll finish!" ”

After saying that, he turned into a streamer and disappeared in an instant.

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, then entered the picture scroll, and after hiding all her breath, she slowly approached the battlefield over there.

At that time, the Dryad Grandma and Phantom Mustard were already seriously injured.

Phantom Mustard's combat experience is too poor, and he obviously has the advantage of restraint, so he can only rely on strong qi and blood to fight.

Although the Dryad Grandma is very experienced, she has not fully recovered from the injuries she received in the Five Thunder Fa last time.

At first, it was able to suppress the phantom mustard.

But as it failed to win in a short period of time, its qi also weakened significantly, and the branches that covered the sky and the sun obviously decayed a lot.

As for the phantom mustard, not to mention, the Dharma has been defeated and dispersed, and now he can only use the secret treasure of the Buddha Gate, with the Great Sun Buddha Lotus Gong, to cover his body into a turtle shell.

"Evil animal, the poor monk is the contemporary saint son of Xiao Sumeru Mountain, you dare to hurt me to such an extent!"

"Wait, when the Venerable of Light solves the old demon of Black Mountain, the poor monk must crush your bones and scatter ashes, and teach you that you will never be reborn!"

Phantom Mustard, who was hiding in the golden light shield, was furious at this time.

On Mt. Komeru.

He had never had the experience of being defeated and scattered.

In other words, among his peers, there is no enemy of him at all.

Even many elders are not pleasing in his hands!

It can be said that he has never suffered setbacks in Little Sumeru Mountain, and from childhood to adulthood, he is the pride of heaven supported by everyone!

But these two accessions.

I'm going to be beaten every time!

Last time, I was beaten by two Taoist backgrounds with no bottom line, so I fled in the wilderness, so I won't talk about it.

Now let a tree demon in the same realm be killed, and he can only rely on the secret treasure and the body protection god to shrink.

This made his heart so aggrieved that he wanted to go crazy!

And just as he finished his cruel words, a stream of aura with a monstrous aura quickly flew towards this side.

Wait for the streamer to stand still.

A look of surprise instantly appeared in Phantom Mustard's eyes.

"This junior brother, you're finally done, quick, join forces with me and solve this evil beast!"

He looked excited.

On the other hand, the tree demon grandmother, after seeing that the person who came was the 'Lingyin Temple monk', suddenly sank, as if facing a great enemy.

Lin Heng, on the other hand, walked towards Phantom Mustard with a faint smile.

"Senior brother, what kind of supernatural power is this? It seems, it seems to be more indestructible than the immovable Ming Wang Gong? ”

He reached out and touched the shroud of light that shrouded Phantom Mustard's body for several feet, and was a little surprised.

Phantom Mustard said in a proud tone: "This is the secret of my Little Sumeru Mountain, the great day Buddha Lotus Gong, you need people with great luck to perform!" ”

"Oh?"

Lin Heng showed a curious look.

"Senior brother still has the air to be lucky?"

When he communicated with Bai Suzhen about cultivation before, he heard the other party talk about some things about luck.

However, Bai Suzhen doesn't know much, she only knows that everyone has more or less luck.

For example, the reason why Buddhism has been able to traverse history and endure for a long time is because of the large number of disciples.

When all kinds of luck come together, there will be some mystical benefits.

Or the speed of cultivation is doubled.

Or maybe they live longer.

What's more, it will be easier to succeed in the Great Tribulation of Ascension.

But this kind of person often requires great luck!

Like Fahai 800 years ago, it is one.

Zhang Zhenren six hundred years ago is also counted.

In addition, the only thing Bai Suzhen can think of is the lord of the previous dynasties.

Oh.

And one more.

That's herself, and she's lucky!

Lin Heng didn't expect that the phantom mustard in front of him actually belonged to this category?

"Now is not the time to ask this, you hurry up and kill this evil beast!"

Phantom Mustard was in no mood to talk about anything else, so he just couldn't wait to urge the other party.

"Okay, okay, you can see it!"

Lin Heng showed a harmless smile and turned his head to look at the tree demon grandmother.

The Dryad's complexion changed slightly, but it was still rapidly boiling with demonic energy, and while the branches and leaves in the sky were rising wildly, countless vines were becoming more and more red.

It stared at the 'Lingyin Temple monk' in front of it, ready to fight to the death at any time.

Phantom Mustard has also been looking at this junior disciple from Lingyin Temple, waiting for him to take action to solve the ghost tree.

At this time, Lin Heng, who was facing away from Phantom Mustard, suddenly asked inexplicably.

"This senior brother, you said that you, the Great Sun Buddha Lotus, can you resist the blow of the immortal weapon?"

？？？

The sudden question made Phantom Mustard stunned for a moment, and then said with an impatient expression: "Let you do it, where do you have so many problems?" ”

Lin Heng smiled, and the Tianji Qiankun Sword appeared in his hand in the next second.

The breath of the immortal soldier is as vast as the sea.

As soon as it appeared, it made the dryad grandma and Phantom Mustard widen their eyes at the same time.

In both cases, the pupils are constricted violently.

"This sword?"

"Isn't this sword that guy's?"

"How could it be on you?"

Phantom Mustard was the first to exclaim, a look of unease in his eyes.

The dryad grandmother realized something, and she looked at the monk in front of her in disbelief.

In the next second, I saw this monk of the 'Lingyin Temple' raise the fairy sword, burst out with the power of the dragon and tiger, and slashed behind him.

In this moment.

The void was cut through a crack.

Phantom mustard's pupils contracted sharply, and he blurted out: "Bastard, it's you?!" ”

Click!

The supreme Buddha light that shrouded him in all directions was cut out of a crack by the Heavenly Extreme Qiankun Sword.

Then, the crack spread rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, the indestructible Great Sun Buddha Lotus Light Mask became a sieve chaff that was breathable everywhere.

There is no suspense.

The sword qi exploded.

The tortoise shell of the phantom mustard was completely shattered, and a huge horror appeared in his eyes, and he retreated as quickly as he could, but he was still swept by a wisp of sword qi.

An arm flew out on the spot.

Accompanied by a golden rain of blood.

And the terrible screams of the phantom mustard!

"This ......"

The sudden scene made the tree demon grandma stunned.

At that time, Lin Heng's robe had disappeared, and in its place was the cyan robe.

His true face was revealed.

The dryad grandmother was stunned on the spot.

The seriously injured Phantom Mustard, with a mixture of horror and anger on his face, glared and roared:

"Shameless, how dare you deceive me?"

"Tricking you?" Lin Heng sneered: "Poor Dao is still going to kill you!" ”

In the code word, there is one more, and it is expected to be written in one point!

(End of chapter)