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Chapter 162 Xuanzhen Treasure Record (1)

A sea of ​​fire that cannot be seen.

Half is purple and half is blue. The flames are churning, but there is no cold or heat at all.

In the center of the sea of ​​fire, somewhere where the purple fire and blue fire intersect, suddenly, a little man with golden light appeared.

"The restriction of Wuji Palace has been activated."

A doubt flashed through the villain's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he stretched out a finger, drew a circle in the void, and pointed it at it again. A golden light lit up, and the circle turned into a light mirror. The reflection of the light mirror was the picture of the three pearls being integrated.

"It's actually the Three Souls Returning to the Void! No wonder it can hide the ban on Yinxuan Island. However, the Wuji Pearl is broken and merged with his three souls of heaven and earth... Is this broken, and I have to save my life like this, or have you comprehend the mystery of Wuji Palace to seek the inheritance of the emperor?"

Looking at the changes in the light mirror, the villain's eyes flashed a few times. Suddenly, he waved his hand and dissipated the light mirror.

"If the three souls return to their empty life, if you want to return to the spirit, you must use people who blend blood to trigger the life-reverse disaster... It depends on who it is in the end.

But no matter who it is, since I have accepted the inheritance of the Emperor, there will be changes in Hidden Xuan Island in the future... I can't say that I can take this opportunity to be free and easy."

Slowly, the villain sank into the sea of ​​fire again.

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"Wuji Pearl!"

After the three beads were combined, Lin Qing and the other two suddenly shrank. If they had three doubts about the beads they had before, at this moment, the combination of this grey bead must have been the Wuji bead.

But before they could take any further action, suddenly, another gray light shot out from the Wuji Pearl. In response to the gray light, a loud sound suddenly sounded, and the door of the hall finally opened.

Immediately afterwards, the Wuji Bead flew in by itself.

There was no need to think about anything without any scruples. Lin Qing pinched a magic trick in his sleeves, and under his feet, his figure shook and rushed out.

"roll!"

Lin Qing was moving, the monk was moving, and the monk in green who was closest to the door also moved again. Moreover, while flying into the hall, he waved his sleeves and emitted a blue light.

Extremely cold.

As soon as the blue light appeared, the sound of cracking and cracking suddenly became louder. On the ground, a layer of ice crystal-like snow-colored frost spread rapidly, but in a blink of an eye, it covered a radius of ten feet.

Lin Qing's eyes jumped, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and a black light flashed out, and then he jumped and fell on it.

Then, with a rumbling sound, the thunder and fire burst on the flying sword of his birth. As soon as the blue light hit the front of it, it was immediately blocked and could no longer make any progress.

Without any stagnation, Lin Qing's divine thoughts waved again, and he walked with his sword, and he forcibly rushed into the hall.

"go!"

The hall was extremely empty. At first glance, you could see that the Wuji Pearl was hanging in the air, emitting gray light glows. These light glows echoed a magic circle in the middle of the hall, and a trace of spiritual power fluctuations were already visible, uploading from the magic circle.

Seeing the monk in green flying straight away from Wuji Pearl, Lin Qing muttered something, and he flew to the side, and the flying sword under his feet was carrying the rumbling thunder sound, chasing the monk in green.

At this time, Hisense monk also came in.

He recited the mantra in his mouth and formed a seal on his hand. When the golden light lit up behind the monk's head, a Falun flew out.

The golden flames on the Falun are burning. This is the true fire of Buddhism and has great power.

As Lin Qing reacted, seeing the monk in blue rushing toward Wuji Pearl, the monk was not in a hurry to chase after him, but instead shone his handprints on the other side. He heard a buzzing sound, and the Falun immediately shot at the back of the monk in blue.

"You two are seeking death!"

The monk in blue-clothed eyes shrank.

Whether it was Lin Qing or Hisense, the magical powers he used at this time had exceeded his expectations.

With one sword and one round, these two cultivators of the fourth level of divine soul join forces, even one or two points stronger than some cultivators of the divine soul stage he encountered in the past.

But he was not afraid.

No matter what, these two people are only at the fourth level of the divine spirit.

The figure stopped, the monk in blue snorted coldly, and a silver magic sword flew out of his mouth.

As soon as it flew out, the blue light rose again on it, and the biting coldness was blowing. In a moment, even the air began to freeze.

The magic sword appeared and was facing Lin Qing's natal flying sword.

On one side, it is extremely yin and cold, and on the other side, it is extremely yang and strong. When the two swords meet, the sound of sneering immediately rises.

Before he could distinguish the difference here, he released the silver magic sword. The monk in blue also pinched the magic trick. Seeing the Falun hit, suddenly, he rubbed his hands and a ball of blue ice flame flew out and was facing the Falun.

"It's just the strength of ordinary true disciples, so this monk should pay more attention."

The natal flying sword and the natal flying sword faced each other. The silver thunder and fire collided violently with the blue cold light. The two were in a stalemate.

Seeing this, Lin Qing basically knew it. This blue-clothed monk was far from the cultivation level of Old Demon Li. No wonder Jing Qiu had no information on his difficult list.

The sleeves then raised, and suddenly turned into a silver arc, and the thunder bead shot out quickly.

"When we join forces, we can kill this person, but we must keep it a little, so as not to let Lin's life be scruples and drag me down."

Once the Falun rotates, the blue ice flame cannot freeze it.

The Dharma wheel turned again, and a lion-headed Dharma image appeared in the golden Buddha fire. As soon as this Dharma image appeared, it roared angrily, and then opened a huge mouth and swallowed the blue ice flame directly.

Click! Click! Click!

The next moment, the lion's head suddenly staggered, as if it was frozen, and there was a sign of fragmentation from the inside to the outside.

At this time, the divine thoughts were like a tide, and the magic seal in the hand of Hissin monk was once again. With a buzzing sound, the Dharma wheel was vibrated, and the golden Buddha fire suddenly became prosperous, and the lion-headed Dharma image quickly began to recover.

"The origin of these two people is probably extraordinary, but it is related to Wujizhu. No matter where they are, they must die."

There is no intention of fighting with Lin Qing and the others.

Seeing that the Dharma wheel was about to break free from the shackles of the ice flame, Lin Qing released another thunder bead. The monk in green suddenly shook his hands and robe at the same time. With a bang, seven or eight magic weapons flew out in a row.

Not only that, just after the magic weapon, there was a sound of a flash of sound, and dozens of array flags shot towards the hall.

The monk in blue chanted a word, and his fingers were like enclaves and his inspiration shone upon the formation flag.

"No wonder I had such a big tone, so that's it!"

Lin Qing smiled and almost at the same time as the array flag was shot out, a green light lit up behind him, and the person had already appeared ten feet away. With a move, he caught a formation flag into the palm of his hand before the inspiration of the monk in blue came.

Immediately afterwards, he flew to the second side again, and while collecting the flag, he also set off his own formation flag calmly.

"Donor Yan, please accept this white lion seal from me."

Buddhism has a wise eye.

Whether it was Lin Qing's actions or the plans of the monk in Qing's clothes, they could not escape the eyes of Hisin's monk.

He was not in a hurry to disturb Lin Qing. He heard him pronounce the Buddha's name and formed a series of seals with his hands, and then he penetrated them into the Dharma wheel. Immediately afterwards, he heard a lion roar. It was originally just a lion's head. In the golden flame, it shook and swung again, and in an instant it turned into a snow-white divine lion.

The white lion appeared and roared at the monk in blue, then pounced forward, directly covering him in the shadow of his claws.

Great wisdom and great courage, this white lion Dharma image symbolizes the Dharma-protecting beast of the Buddhist venerable.

By combining this seal with the natal Dharma wheel, the power of the Dharma wheel increased by more than 30%.

The face of the monk in green changed. He didn't care that Lin Qing was holding his formation flag. His figure suddenly fell down. He waved his sleeves with a whisper and shouted, and three rays of light flew out.

One ray of green, one ray of red, and one ray of black. The aura of these three rays of light are completely different from ordinary magic weapons. They are actually natal magic weapons that take away from the hands of others.

"It's time!"

I was just unhurriedly laying the flag. Seeing the monk and the monk in green finally fighting, Lin Qing waved his sleeves in time, and suddenly, more than a dozen or twenty array flags flew out in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his fingers together, and like a sudden rain, a series of inspirational lights quickly caught up with the formation flag.

Seeing this, the Hisense monk's eyes jumped darkly, but after pondering for a while, he still did not stop it. He just controlled the Falun that turned into a white lion and rushed down even more bravely.

The monk in green breathed a little relieved. Since Lin Qing had set up the formation, the monk could not say that he would have to have considerable concerns. As long as he took this attack, the three of them would fall into a balance.

Just as Lei Yuanzhu was repelled by the dense magic weapon, the monk in Qing Dynasty urged him with all his strength and exerted the power of the three magic weapons to the extreme.

"It's done!"

Lin Qing smiled in her heart.

Although he used his natal magic weapon as soon as he made a move and then used the Lei Yuanzhu, if he was not wrong, such strength would be in line with the inference of Hisense Monk for him.

This is far beyond the monks of the same level, but it cannot threaten the monk's strength.

With such strength, if you don’t have some means to save your life, you will definitely not be assured to join forces with the monk.

Obviously, this formation is a way to save lives, so the monk did not stop him. He wanted to reassure Lin Qing, and then the two of them joined forces to kill the Qing-clothed monk as soon as possible.

Needless to say, the monk in green was entangled by Lin Qing, facing the divine power attack of Hisin Monk, he had no ability to block Lin Qing's formation at all when he was entangled by Lin Qing's natal magic sword.

As soon as he flipped his hands, a white magic plate appeared in the palm of his hand. Lin Qing stroked his right hand and saw a crystal light in the hall swaying.

"roar!"

Lion Roar!
Chapter completed!
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