Like an eagle falcon, the eight figures flew high at the same time, wielding the giant sword in their hands and slashing towards the jade in the forest.

In the darkness, the eight giants drew countless white phantoms in the air, and after each sword was swung, there was a white sword light, transparent as ice, as thin as cicada wings, emitting bursts of sharp roars, covering the sky, and falling one after another.

Lin Zhongyu looked in all directions, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a net of heaven and earth, the wind was whistling, and the momentum was amazing. I saw Lin Zhongyu snort coldly and raised his right arm. When the chest is upright, the palm is like a knife. Suddenly, he pushed forward, but saw a golden light, silently appeared in front of his palm, as his body moved slightly, like a wooden man, as he rotated, behind his palm appeared a golden light net that was two feet high, on which were engraved with countless Dharma mantras, and finally formed a golden barrier like a sweep outside his body, shining brightly.

From a distance, Lin Zhongyu's body outside the Dharma was like rain, golden light, no one could imagine that such a Taoist technique was actually performed by a blood slave who was still a ghost just now.

This is also the first time that everyone has seen a blood slave, and he actually displayed the supreme true law of Buddhism, which is extremely powerful, and it is surprising from ancient to modern.

At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Light emitted by the eight white rainbow ancient swords in the air had already slashed into the golden light net beside Lin Zhongyu.

Ding!, Ding!, Ding! Countless sparks shoot indiscriminately. The golden net laid by Lin Zhongyu, under the impact of the boundless sword, finally slowly faded, and finally disappeared.

At this moment, I only heard a loud shout in the sky: "Crazy Demon Slashing Second-Order Swordsmanship, Chaotic Battle Technique!" Before the words fell, I saw eight figures in the sky, and at the same time, they came to Lin Zhongyu's side, raised their swords and slashed.

I don't know how many figures there are, how many sword shadows slash into Lin Zhongyu's body, only to see a burst of sparks splashing in the air, like worldly fireworks, gorgeous and colorful.

But what is strange is that the sound of the two fighting gradually decreased. The sparks that were produced by the collision also gradually disappeared. Only eight white phantoms were left in the field, flashing and moving, swinging their giant swords. The smiles on the faces of the last eight Di Daosheng finally froze. Because I don't know when, Lin Zhongyu, who was still intersecting with his palm fist just now, disappeared.

Suddenly, at this moment, I heard a distant voice coming.

"The first form of the Heavenly Buddha's palm, the Buddha descended into the world!"

Everyone looked up at the same time.

I saw that at an infinite height, I don't know when there was a white-haired and black-robed figure, and the golden light on his head was "like the arrival of gods and Buddhas." Under his head and feet, his single palm stretched out and his five fingers were spread, with a golden light in the sky, roaring down. The onlookers saw a golden palm shadow descending from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and when it reached the top of everyone's heads, it was already as majestic as a mountain. The palm print has not fallen, and a powerful and incomparable splitting wind has come from high in the sky!

But I saw the phantom of the Eight Dao Dao Shengs below. I don't know when it has become one, and I look at the sky-like palm shadow above with a cold face.

What kind of Taoism is it that makes people feel like divine punishment, and people can't breathe?

Di Daosheng was standing on the ground, and he felt that someone around his body was inexplicably forbidden and couldn't move.

Looking at the trembling palm shadow in the sky, Di Daosheng only felt that a fire in his heart was ignited. I saw Di Daosheng raise his sword eyebrows, standing in place, turning the white rainbow giant sword in his hand, and listening to him say in a long voice: "Negative sword style!"

I saw the white rainbow ancient sword in his hand, shining brightly, emitting a brilliant brilliance comparable to the sun wheel, and slashing towards the blood slave above!

Thundered!

The golden giant palm, the white sword shadow intersected in one place, bursting out with a blazing light, spraying out in all directions, making the eyes and this space even have a distorted feeling.

Laugh at!!!

Di Daosheng's legs sank straight into his knees, and the white rainbow giant sword in his hand fell to the ground, but his body kept retreating, and the pebbles under his feet splashed, and it suddenly became a deep ditch with a length of a hundred feet, appearing in front of him.

In the end, Di Daosheng held the white rainbow giant sword and raised his head. I saw a figure not far ahead, floating to the ground.

It was too late, it was too fast, and I saw Lin Zhongyu's right hand sword finger scribbled like a ghost, and with his gestures, a clear Tai Chi pattern appeared. At the same time, a white cyclone appeared above his head, dripping and spinning like a dragon.

The next moment, Lin Zhongyu's fingertips were opposite to each other and held the white Tai Chi between his hands, and the Tai Chi pattern swirled with the cyclone and hula overhead. Then Lin Zhongyu's hands suddenly parted. At the moment when his fingers parted, there was even a foot-long lightning bolt between his hands.

A strong wind rose and blew people's clothes.

But in the dark, the young man in front of him had white hair fluttering, a mask like a ghost, and a black robe that was swollen.

"Canglong Yin!" With a shout full of recklessness and determination, Lin Zhongyu's arms were spread out, and his chest was raised high. A huge dragon's head as high as the sky appeared silently behind him, and then let out a burst of earth-shaking dragon chant "Roar!" like lightning through the Tai Chi pattern on Lin Zhongyu's chest, towards the endless darkness ahead, and disappeared.

Boom, boom, boom!

Caused by the huge dragon head, the landslide cracked, and the trees flew away. Di Daosheng and a few others in front of them only felt that the dragon in front of them was like the sky, and with a huge force of mountains and seas, they pushed themselves farther and farther away, until everyone flew back a mile away. The white dragon slowly retreated.

Everyone stood still, looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. And Di Daosheng, who was at the forefront, held the Baihong Ancient Sword and resisted most of the attacks for everyone.

At this moment, I saw that he maintained the posture just now, motionless.

"Senior Brother Di, you, are you okay?" a person walked up to Di Daosheng and asked with concern.

Di Daosheng turned his head and shook his head, a smile appeared on his handsome face. Everyone put their minds at ease, the Supreme Divine Sword Technique of the Sanqing Divine Sword Gate is really extraordinary.

However, at this moment, Di Dao Shengyue's body shook for a while, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground!

"Senior Brother Di, what's wrong with you?"

"Di Daoyou..."

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Crackle!

The flame of Nan Huang jumped slightly. The slender and twisted shadows on the walls of the cave stretched out slightly, like ghosts.

Next to the fire was a black coffin, which was coldly placed there.

Lin Zhongyu caressed the cold surface of the coffin with his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

The earthworm dragon closed his eyes wide, crossed his body, snuggled up to Lin Zhongyu's side, and peeked at Lin Zhongyu from time to time, but he was afraid that Lin Zhongyu would see it. The earthworm dragon does have the appearance of a dragon now, and now he has eyes and mouth, but the nose and ears are not yet clear.

The two stubby horns on the earthworm's head are also far from the dragon's horns, and the head is also very different from the dragon's horn. I don't know when it completely transforms, what year and month will it be?, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the muscle call, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!