After speaking, without any hesitation, the fairy sword flew out directly.

The phantom mustard pupils contracted sharply, and in a fit of rage, he hurriedly raised the Buddha light to protect his body.

However, the Great Sun Buddha Lotus Gong couldn't stop the opponent's sword.

What's more, the Buddha's light that rises at the end of the crossbow?

Boom!

The golden light of the protective body was directly shattered.

The fairy sword pierced into the heart of the phantom mustard, pushing him thousands of feet, and his body knocked out a deep groove along the way, and golden blood spilled all over the ground, making the dark red soil faintly have a little sacred feeling.

But Phantom Mustard is like a heavenly immortal falling into the clouds.

was stared at the ground by the fairy sword, screaming miserably, unable to break free, and showing embarrassment.

When the tree demon grandmother saw this scene, she was shocked and frightened.

The last time, under the Five Thunder Rectification of this Taoist priest, it had already given birth to the seeds of fear.

At this time, seeing him so decisive, he couldn't help but be frightened, and his eyes quietly looked around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

And Lin Heng just glanced at it indifferently.

"Stay well, don't try to escape."

"Poor Dao won't kill you today."

With that, he walked straight towards Phantom Mustard.

At that time, before going down the mountain, the little Sumeru Mountain Holy Son who was confident that he could suppress Fahai at the same age, was completely panicked at this moment.

Last time, in order to escape from the hands of the two great foundations, he had to use up the treasure of his life.

But this time, there is no escape.

"No...... Don't kill the poor monks. ”

"It was the poor monk who was wrong before, what compensation do you need, tell the poor monk."

"The poor monk is the contemporary son of Mount Meru, whatever you want, the poor monk can give it!!"

The phantom mustard who was nailed to the ground did not dare to put any cruel words at this time, and in the face of this ruthless man who dared to destroy Jinshan Temple alone, he could only beg for mercy in fear now.

No way.

The guy in front of him is ruthless and decisive.

Phantom mustard is the real feeling that death is approaching.

"Calm down, Dao Chief, you must be calm!"

"Really, if you kill a poor monk, you will be destroyed."

"The strength of Little Sumeru Mountain is not something you can imagine, let the poor monk go, as long as you let the poor monk go, what do you want!"

He was half threatening and half seductive, his voice trembling slightly.

But Lin Heng's gaze was indifferent, his gaze fell on his only remaining arm, and without hesitation, he turned into a heavenly knife and slashed it directly.

The arm flew into the sky, splattering golden blood, and a golden bowl of Buddhism that was containing terrifying power fell out.

Lin Heng's face was expressionless, and he snapped his fingers and shot the golden bowl into the distance.

Boom.

The golden bowl exploded, and the Buddha's light rushed out, spreading in all directions.

It instantly turned into a sea of fire, a heat wave, and the void was distorted.

Phantom Mustard's face turned pale, ignoring the sharp pain of his arm being chopped, and hurriedly shouted in horror towards the distant battlefield:

"Your Holiness save me!"

"His Holiness save me!!"

Over there, the Venerable Bright who had killed the old demon of the Black Mountain to the point of the faintness of heaven and earth, his body was shocked, and his gaze hurriedly fell back to this side.

After seeing the Holy Son being nailed to the ground by a fairy sword, he suddenly let out a thunderous sound, and shouted at the indifferent Taoist priest in front of the Holy Son:

"If you kill him, there will be no place for you to be buried at the ends of the earth!"

This roar shook the heavens and shook the earth.

The rolling sound wave has spread for nearly thousands of miles.

Countless cultivators were shocked, and they all looked up at the battlefield from afar.

And Lin Heng just raised his eyebrows, and towards the Bright Venerable over there, he showed a trace of coldness, and responded indifferently:

"Unfortunately, in this life, I don't like to be threatened the most!"

"This son, die!"

Bang!

Without waiting for Phantom Mustard to react, Sendai's body was directly blasted by Lin Heng's punch.

But in the next second, a blazing golden light burst out.

The golden light was wrapped in a villain, and it was a frightened phantom mustard.

Separated from his physical body, he shot directly in the direction of the Light Venerable.

However, Lin Heng had already expected that the moment he destroyed the phantom mustard body, the immortal sword was already in his hand.

I saw the golden light burst out.

He didn't hesitate to slash with his sword.

The cold light illuminated the black mountain, and the sword qi went straight to tens of thousands of zhang, and there was a snort.

The golden light was cut in half.

The villain inside let out a scream, and then completely disappeared under the angry gaze of the Light Venerable.

Phantom mustard has fallen.

Fall cleanly.

He couldn't understand until he died, why his talent, which surpassed Fahai, would be so simple and end up dying?

Before leaving the mountain, he thought that he would be like Fahai back then, invincible when he was born, sweeping all the great enemies, and then flying to the upper realm under the watchful eyes of everyone.

But who would have predicted.

The first time I went out of the mountain, I almost died.

This second time has directly become the last ......

……

On the other side, the small Sumeru mountain at this time.

The clouds and mist are ethereal, and the fairy air is steaming in the small thunder sound temple.

A monk suddenly came at a hurry.

"Holy Master ......"

The monk took a deep breath and said, "The Holy Son's Qi Luck Buddha Lotus has withered!" ”

What?

As soon as these words came out, the elders of the full hall all showed shocked expressions.

Only the holy master above the clouds, as if he had expected it, his face was expressionless, and he said lightly:

"This catastrophe is destined, and he can't escape it."

"This ......"

The elders looked at each other with complicated expressions.

"Holy Son, he, with the luck of Buddhism, ......"

Saint Master Yun is light and light: "His luck should be attributed to Fahai." ”

……

Montenegro battlefield.

The fall of the phantom mustard made the Light Venerable furious.

But he couldn't get out.

The old demon of Montenegro cracked the void with his fist, and he couldn't be distracted at all.

He can only continue to fight the old demon of Montenegro.

Lin Heng walked straight towards the Dryad.

Unexpectedly, at this time, where Phantom Mustard was killed, suddenly a golden Buddha lotus slowly floated up.

Lin Heng frowned, trying to grab it.

But like fishing for the moon in the water, the golden Buddha lotus flew directly behind the tree demon grandmother.

With a thud, he disappeared into the void.

"What's the situation?"

Lin Heng looked puzzled.

The dryad grandmother is also unknown.

On the contrary, there were ripples and fluctuations, and the beauty picture scroll manifested out of thin air, Nie Xiaoqian jumped out of it, and then said to the dryad with an eager face:

"Grandma, it's not good, Fahai was empowered by a golden lotus, and his body seems to be cracking!"

"What?"

The Dryad's face changed drastically.

In the next second, I saw Nie Xiaoqian pull out the little Fahai with golden flames burning all over his body from the picture scroll.

The third watch was delivered, slightly late for more than ten minutes, the handsome guy said sorry, forgive me!

(End of chapter)