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Chapter 17: Buddha is in trouble!
The hundred giant lions also saw Tang Lin, with bloodthirsty light shining in their violent eyes. Under the roar of the first giant lion, all the giant lions roared and galloped over together.//Baidu Search See the latest chapter//
"You must kill all the dragon-scaled lions before you can pass the test!" The disembodied voice said in Tang Lin's mind.
The corner of Tang Lin's mouth curved in an icy arc. Judging from the speed of these dragon-scaled lions, they at least have the strength of the Fateboard Realm.
You must know that it is difficult for humans and monsters at the same level to fight against each other. Monsters are a natural fighting race!
Unless humans have exotic treasures.
But in this battle pavilion, the storage ring could not be opened, and even the evil-suppressing bell in Tang Lin's sea of consciousness disappeared without a trace.
You can only fight with your own strength and artistic conception!
"Holy Body Technique..."
Tang Lin raised his hand, and the entire vast plain suddenly became dark. A ray of light appeared above his head. The light instantly expanded and turned into a white light pillar, reaching straight into the sky.
Tang Lin stretched out his hand to grab it, and held the white light beam tightly in his palm, as if he was holding the entire sky in one hand. When he released his hand again, the white light turned into a silver-white sword.
"Backlight——"
Tang Lin held a silver-white sword and his black hair danced wildly. He looked cruelly at the oncoming group of dragon-scaled lions and rushed forward.
This holy body skill, which had not been used for a long time, was used at Tang Lin's current level. The power was completely different, and it had earth-shattering power.
"So close to the end of the world!"
"The stars are falling!"
Tang Lin used his body and sword skills to fly into the group of dragon-scaled lions. The bodies of these dragon-scaled lions were as big as hills, but their movements were as agile as cats, but Tang Lin's figure was even more agile, flying around like flies.
In the middle of a group of dragon-scaled lions.
"Ten Thousand Stars Fantasy Sword Formation!"
Tang Lin's figure turned around, and tens of thousands of clones suddenly appeared on the entire plain, while simultaneously performing "Stars Falling".
The sky dimmed in an instant, the sun and the moon lost their light, and a vast starry sky replaced the sky and the earth. Countless starlights fell down, smashing into the group of dragon-scaled lions like meteorites.
The dragon-scaled lion's body was hit by this illusory meteor light, which directly opened a wound. The bones were deep enough.
When all the stars fell together, a strong smell of blood suddenly filled the entire plain, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed. Hundreds of dragon-scaled lions howled miserably and fell in a pool of blood, with incomplete corpses.
Tang Lin stood on a piece of clean green grass, with a hellish mountain of corpses behind him, but there was not a drop of blood on his body.
The sword in his hand was gone.
In front of Tang Lin, a door appeared out of thin air, and it was pitch black inside. Tang Lin looked as usual, as if he had expected the door to appear, and he stepped in without thinking too much.
When he stepped through the door, a plain appeared in front of him, exactly the same as before, and in front of him, the one hundred dragon-scaled lions that were originally dead were still standing in front of him alive, staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes filled with hatred.
By Tang Lin.
Maybe monsters hate humans.
Just like humans despise beasts.
If it weren't for the aura of these hundred dragon-scaled lions, which was far stronger than the previous hundred dragon-scaled lions, Tang Lin almost thought that he had just stepped across a doorframe and was still staying on the plain before.
The fact is obvious. He has reached the second level.
"Kill all the dragon-scaled lions and you will pass the test." That ethereal voice echoed in Tang Lin's mind.
As soon as the voice fell, the hundred dragon-scaled lions seemed to be suddenly startled, staring at Tang Lin, and rushed over with a roar.
A hundred mountain-sized dragon-scaled lions ran together, trampling the green grass on the plain into dregs. Isn't this just like humans trampling on fish?
A strong wind blew towards Tang Lin's face, blowing his hair back. His expression was cold. The strength of these hundred dragon-scaled lions was no less than that of a powerful man in the life chart realm who had opened up five life spring points!
Tang Lin clenched his hand and condensed his vitality into a sword. His figure flashed into the group of dragon-scaled lions and displayed his myriad phantom bodies, like countless flies flying in the group of dragon-scaled lions.
"The stars are falling!"
When this self-created sword formation was used again, the sky over the entire plain became dim, and countless stars hung in the sky, and then fell down one by one like the wrath of the gods and Buddhas!
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Ninth Hall.
Outside the majestic palace, a figure in white floated over and stopped at the door. It was the headmaster of the White Feather Sect.
He looked up at this majestic palace. Nine thousand years ago, when he broke into the third floor of the three pavilions in the eighth palace, he failed the test and could not enter this floor. Now, nine thousand years later, his strength has already
Things are different now.
This time, he is confident that he can pass the Ninth Hall!
As long as you pass the Ninth Hall, you can gain control of the Four Emperors' Mansion and become the new owner of this Immortal Mansion!
At that time, the nine palaces and the palace of the four emperors who did not show up were his treasures. His strength will surely reach a higher level, completely surpassing Tianyin Buddha!
The door of the Ninth Hall was slightly open, and his eyes flashed, "Has he already arrived first? I have to speed up, but I don't want to be snatched away by him."
His figure flashed and he entered the ninth hall.
Power, artistic conception, battle, three pavilions appeared in front of him.
Like Tianyin Buddha, he didn't even look at the other two pavilions and directly chose the artistic conception pavilion in the center.
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The ninth hall, the second floor of the artistic conception pavilion.
Buddha Tianyin sat cross-legged on the nine-leaf Buddha lotus, with a gentle and compassionate face showing a contemplative look. In front of him was a simple picture.
The picture shows a hunter wearing animal skins, bending his bow to shoot at the giant eagle in the sky.
This hunter has long black hair, a well-proportioned figure, well-coordinated muscles in his arms, slender fingers, and full of strength.
The bow in his hand was as black as ink, as if it were carved from an ox's horn, and the string was as thin as silk. It was drawn perfectly, and the arrow was aimed at the big eagle in the sky, and its position remained exactly the same.
The giant eagle in the sky, with its sharp claws, leaned down and pounced, as if it wanted to fight for its life with the hunter.
Such a picture is extremely normal, but the second level of assessment is to understand the mystery of this picture.
Tianyin Buddha stared at this picture, trying to find anything unusual in it, but there was nothing unusual about the whole picture.
"Could this hunter be the Four Emperors?" Tianyin Buddha's eyes flashed, and he thought for a long time, but still couldn't find a solution.
He frowned secretly in his heart.
He knew that as long as he passed the third floor of the artistic conception pavilion first, he would be recognized by the imperial palace and become the new master!
Even if you fail to pass the rest of the Power Pavilion and Battle Pavilion, it's okay, the artistic conception is the first!
Behind him, there is another leader of the White Feather Sect. If he passes the third-level assessment first, then even if he passes again, it will be useless.
Time is urging him like a whip, and all the people, gods and Buddhas in the world seem to be unable to escape the whipping of this whip.
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