(Cat flutter Chinese)

"Boom!" The void shook, the law seal was horizontal, the blue and gray intersected, and an ancient tree stood in it, growing, flourishing, withering, like reincarnation, falling down the wisps of inexplicable breath, weird and simple, with the tendency to oppress the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers.

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"Is there a big array that stands with Kurong as the way? Tianlong Temple is worthy of being Dali Guo Temple, it is really extraordinary!" Li Lin stood in the void, his long hair fluttering, his eyes were clear, he took a step forward, waved his hand and fell, a big handprint rose to the sky, carrying a chaotic aura, and the inexplicable aura collided with each other.

"Amitabha, a big hand, how to compete with the poor monk Kurong Great Seal?" The old monk drank lightly, and above the sky, the Kurong Great Seal instantly pressed down, and the breath was pervasive, threatening the heavens and the earth, and crushing the chaotic clouds in the sky into powder.

"Boom!" the two seals fought, and the void trembled, causing ripples.

"Amitabha, fellow disciples, make persistent efforts to completely suppress this person!" the old monk shouted, and the eight eminent monks murmured, as if the Buddha's voice was spreading, putting their hands on their chests, washing the void up and down, the inexplicable breath spread, a piece of trees withered, and a corner of the city turned into ruins, terrifying and mysterious.

Li Lin's eyes were indifferent, his whole body was bright, and the purple gold was shining, as if he was burning, his big hand was clapped out, his palm prints held up the sky, and a large area of mixed yuan qi swept up, surging away, and collided with the Kurong Great Seal.

"Come again!" Li Lin shouted, not advancing but retreating, his mana was boiling, and his body was surrounded by purple gold, like a golden armor god general, covering the sky with his big hands, and shooting out three mixed yuan mudras in a row.

"Bang!" the Great Seal of Withering Rong insisted on two paths, and in the third one it burst open, a piece of blue light waved down and fell into the earth, and a piece of green grew, showing vigorous vitality;

"Poof!" In the void, Li Lin made the fourth mixed yuan mudra, and the two monks suddenly turned into blood mist, and they disappeared directly.

The Great Mudra of the Mixed Yuan rose up into the sky, as if it was about to turn the entire world upside down, and the aura of the Mixed Yuan was permeated, rushing towards the other three directions.

"Poof!" The remaining monks of Tianlong Temple snorted, and the blue light and gray light filled their bodies, but they still couldn't stop it, just a moment of effort, on the southern side, the two ancient trees were shattered, and the two monks became ashes at the same time.

"Poof!" North, West...... The successive law phases were shattered, turned into a blood mist, and were directly exploded by the big mudra of the mixed yuan, and no one was intact!

Tianlong Temple, eight high monks, fell directly!

"Now it's your turn, Lord Dali!" Li Lin looked at Duan Xingzhi, his eyes were very indifferent.

"I, I am the lord of Dali, and I have been canonized by the Song Court, you... You can't kill me!" Duan Xingzhi couldn't help but be afraid in his heart, and shouted inwardly.

"This sect leader is not even afraid of Mongolia, why is he afraid of the weak Song Court?!" Li Lin walked over step by step, although his words were light, his murderous aura was like a mang.

"It's... I have the protection of the ancestors of the Southern Monk in Dali, if you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of offending the Southern Monk?" Duan Xingzhi gritted his teeth and continued to insist.

Li Lin shook his head and said very seriously: "Don't be afraid! Or, do you think this sect leader should be afraid?!"

"Why...... Wait, this sect leader? You are the sect leader of the Ming Sect, you actually came to my Dali in person?!" Duan Xingzhi suddenly said, no wonder the Tiankai monk fell, no wonder the dragon head pass was broken in an instant, no wonder even the eight monks of Tianlong Temple were not this person's opponent.

If this person is the leader of the Ming Sect, then everything can be explained; as we all know, the leader of the Ming Sect is only the age of a weak crown, and his cultivation is only at the realm of the Dan, but his combat power is extremely strong.

On the top of the light, the six major factions were defeated, and the edge was revealed; most of the capital fought a battle, and even beheaded the Shaolin monks, and the name shocked the world; Emei Jinding, and punished the Sunflower Ancestor of the Song Dynasty, defeated the Emei Fengling Master, swept the heroes of Sichuan and Shu, and drank the land of Tianfu, and the prestige was even greater.

This pile, this piece, has created the iron-blooded martial arts reputation of the Ming Sect Master. This is not because of seniority and virtue, but because of the prestige that is really killed.

Li Lin's appearance here is enough to make Dali lose its color!

"This is the Ming Sect Master? ”

"No man can be a face, and the sea cannot be measured. This handsome young man turned out to be the leader of the Ming Sect, which was too shocking. ”

"Hey! This is the real peerless Tianjiao!" In Dali City, many people saw Li Lin's appearance and were amazed, some sighed, some did not believe, and some were confused...... It's complicated.

Duan Xingzhi smiled reluctantly and explained: "Sect Master Li, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Li Lin was stunned, and said lightly: "There is no misunderstanding, this sect leader gives you two choices, either choose to surrender, or resist to the end, there is no third way!"

"Sect Leader Li, don't deceive people too much!" Duan Xingzhi's face froze, and Li Lin's tone was too strong, making him very uncomfortable.

All around, shouting to kill Zhentian, Li Lin killed the eight monks of Tianlong, and the morale of the Mingjiao army was even higher, and the Dali defenders were defeated, and they retreated one after another, giving way to half of the city wall.

Li Lin stood with his hands in his hands, stood in the void, looked down at Duan Xingzhi, and said to himself: "This sect master gives you ten breaths of time. ”

"You ......" Duan Xingzhi was ignored, a wave of anger was rising, he forcibly pressed down, and he was very anxious: "Southern Monk Ancestor, you are about to appear, I really can't hold on." Li Lin reminded: "There are still five breaths!"

"Sect Master Li, can you discuss ......" Li Lin looked at him coldly and said, "There are still three breaths!"

"Sect Leader Li, this matter is very important, even if I want to surrender, I have to discuss it with my ministers!" Li Lin was about to open his mouth to remind, when he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, a graceful and noble monk came over, he was wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, two long white eyebrows fell from the corners of his eyes, his face was kind, there was a hidden sorrow between his eyebrows, and a golden light came out of his feet, which came in an instant.

"Amitabha, a poor monk, I have seen Sect Master Li. This matter is indeed something that my Dali did wrong. Nan Seng clasped his hands together, first admitted his mistake, and then started to show favors: "I also hope that for the sake of Brother Chongyang Dao, Master Li Shi will retreat, and the poor monks will be grateful!"

"Grateful? Really? You must know that the sect leader killed nine high-ranking monks of Tianlong Temple. Li Lin smiled and said with a relaxed face.

Nan Seng twitched his face for a while, and some were speechless, you know, among these nine high monks, there is also one of his own sons, if he can, he also hopes to kill this person, but he understands that this matter is difficult, unless...... He held back the anger in his heart, was silent for a moment, lowered his head and frowned,

"Amitabha, please let Sect Master Li go!"

"Yes, for the sake of Chongyang Old Dao, this sect leader can choose to strike the army. Li Lin was about to refuse, but he had to return Wang Chongyang's favor, thought about it, and said: "As long as Dali agrees to my three conditions, the sect leader will retreat immediately." ”

"Please ask the master to make it clear!" Li Lin said directly: "First, I Mingjiao sent troops, and the soldiers were lost, and Dali needs to make compensation." Duan Xingzhi was furious and was about to refuse, but when he saw Nan Seng stopping him with a lamp, his face was bitter and he remained silent.

"Second, the land that Mingjiao now occupies, Dali admits that it belongs to Mingjiao, and it must not be entangled in the future!"

"Third, Dali severed all contact with the Song court and nominally belonged to my Mingjiao ......"

"Impossible! absolutely impossible!" Duan Xingzhi immediately yelled, refusing to speak, if it is still possible to compensate for losses in the first article, then it is impossible in the second and third articles!

Nan Seng also sank with a lamp: "Amitabha, it seems that Sect Master Li is unwilling to let go of my Dali." Li Lin glanced at him and said, "The sect leader didn't plan to let it go, but because of the favor of Chongyang Old Dao, I had to give him a face." Since you don't agree, the sect leader has to come and go in person. When the words fell, Li Lin mixed Yuan's big handprint was patted, and he directly suppressed Xiang Nan Seng Yishi.

The southern monk will naturally not sit still, knowing that he is invincible, he must also let go of a fight, lightly recite a Buddha name, the spirit and spirit gather, the eyebrows are blooming, three golden flowers appear, bright and vibrant;

"Bang!" The divine light dissipated, the great sun shook slightly, and the three golden flowers swayed; Li Lin was silent, his big hand slapped again and again, and one after another big handprints fell, and the mixed yuan aura was horizontal, filling the surroundings, as if it was surrounded and isolated.

"Bang!" After the Nine Mixed Yuan Great Mudras, the divine mangs were annihilated, the great sun was shattered, and even the three golden flowers were withering, turning into endless light and dispersing.

"Poof!" Nan Seng took a few steps back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyebrows were bleeding, his spirit was scattered, and the whole person was much older.

"Amitabha, Sect Master Li's martial arts are profound, and he uses the power of the Dan to destroy the Sanhua Dari Dharma, and the poor monk admires it!" Although the southern monk was defeated, he was still very calm, and he seemed to have known the result for a long time; but it was this unusual calmness that made Li Lin extremely uneasy, and it seemed that Dali still had a backhand.

Li Lin asked tentatively, "Does Master Yideng want to admit defeat?" Nan Seng shook his head,

"Back then, Mongolia conquered my Dali, broke through the Dragon Head Pass, and now today's Ming Sect is generally under the city, but in the end it is reluctant to retreat. Sect Leader Li, do you know why?" Li Lin frowned: "Why?" The pain on the face of the southern monk deepened, and he didn't answer, but just said to himself: "I think Sect Leader Li won't retreat because of the poor monk's words." In this case, the poor monk can only do this. Please Old Ancestor!" Li Lin was stunned: "Old Ancestor?!" cat fluttering Chinese