hhnovel #1239 - Which grandson taught him?
#1239 - Which grandson taught him?
Seeing Lin Fengmian rushing towards Ghost Cliff with great momentum, the old voice suddenly sounded, with a solemn and majestic tone.
"This is the Supreme Daoist Temple. How can you be so presumptuous? Stop him!"
As the bells rang, the heaven and earth seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and countless array patterns lit up from the ground, as bright as stars.
The disciples of the Bugui Tower flew up one after another and formed a large formation. Their spiritual energy poured into the protective formation in the sky like a sea of stars.
On the Ghost Cliff, the eyes of those ghost statues that looked like sculptures suddenly lit up with a faint green light.
As the ghosts cried out, their mouths opened wide and spiritual power gathered madly, as if it was ready to burst out at any time.
At the same time, four figures rushed out from the Tower of No Return like ghosts. They were four saints.
Two of them were the warlock Chang Leren and the tight-fitting man Zhao Yexing, who had fought with Lin Fengmian before.
The other two men, one of them was holding two cold butcher knives, and his body was as fat as a mountain.
The other person was wrapped in bandages and exuded a strong stench of corpse, like a demon crawling out of hell.
The four of them didn't waste any time and attacked with all their strength.
Zhao Yexing flew into the air and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, hold him still!"
Chang Leren landed on the ground, his five fingers inserted into the earth veins, and nine bronze chains pierced through the void.
"The Nine Netherworld Immortal Binding Formation, rise! The Netherworld Ghost General, appear!"
In an instant, an array pattern appeared under the feet of the Eight Desolate Evil God, and thousands of chains wrapped in netherworld ghost fire wrapped around his limbs.
At the same time, the two huge ghost sculptures at the door suddenly came to life, rushing towards Lin Fengmian from the left and right.
The man wrapped in bandages suddenly untied the bandages, and the bandages wrapped around Lin Fengmian like a living thing.
He himself transformed into a green-faced, fang-toothed corpse ghost, his fangs and sharp claws flashing coldly, his eyes flashing red, and he pounced towards Lin Fengmian madly.
“Hehehe… I wonder what the blood of a banished immortal tastes like!”
The corpse ghost let out a strange and shrill laugh, and the sound was like that of an evil spirit from the depths of the underworld.
The Eight Desolate Evil God was entangled by chains and bandages, unable to move, and evil spirits attacked him from both sides.
The fat man laughed loudly upon seeing this, and rushed towards Lin Fengmian like a cannonball, waving the two butcher knives in his hands like the wind.
"Arrogant boy, prepare to die!"
Wherever the sword light passed, the laws collapsed and even the void showed fine cracks.
The next second, as thousands of ghosts wailed, thousands of cannons fired at the Ghost Cliff, and rays of light whistled over.
At the same time, countless flying knives surrounded Zhao Yexing, and the knife light swept out like a tornado, heading straight for Lin Fengmian.
"Ten thousand blades fly!"
The storm of sharp blades spread across the entire Ghost Cliff, leaving scars on the stone walls on both sides.
"Get out of here!"
Lin Fengmian let out a long roar toward the sky, stomped on the formation pattern beneath his feet, and shook his eight arms violently, sweeping out like eight giant dragons.
He picked up the two huge stone ghost statues, one in each hand, and smashed them at the evil ghosts that were rushing towards him like swinging two huge hammers.
With a snap, the corpse ghost image was caught between the two stone statues.
The stone statue shattered into pieces in an instant, exploding into a pile of flying rubble.
The corpse ghost was stunned and was grabbed by Lin Fengmian and held in front of him as a shield.
Countless evil ghosts' breath and Zhao Yexing's flying knives fell like raindrops, but were blocked by the corpse ghost's Dharma image.
He struggled frantically, but Lin Fengmian held him with several arms and he couldn't break free at all.
After the head of the Eight Desolate Evil God used his evil eyes, he instantly became obedient.
“Get out of the way!”
Dao Yi shouted angrily, and the two butcher knives in his hands shone coldly, wanting to take the opportunity to chop off the head of the Eight Desolate Evil God.
But the ghost head behind the Eight Desolate Evil God suddenly twisted, opened its mouth and spit out poisonous mist at him, bewitching him for an instant.
The next second, one of the Eight Desolate Evil God's arms suddenly stretched out, swung Zhenyuan to cut through the poisonous fog, and slashed it down with one sword.
"roll!"
The knife came quickly and went away quickly. Fatty's body was knocked away like a ball and hit the cliff.
"boom!"
The cliff collapsed, smoke and dust rose up, and Dao Yi was knocked dizzy, but fortunately his fat body cushioned the impact.
He shook his head violently and started swearing.
"Shiki, you are such an idiot, do you know how to cooperate? Put away your Dharma image!"
The corpse ghost howled and instantly retracted its Dharma form, but was grabbed in the palm of the hand by the Eight Desolate Evil God.
Seeing that he couldn't hold him, Lin Fengmian simply threw him out, and used him to knock away the knife that was rushing towards him again.
Dao Yi almost stabbed him through the heart, and he couldn't help but kick him away, cursing.
"Damn it, next time I cooperate with you, I will read my name backwards!"
The corpse ghost threw out the bandage and wrapped it around the mountain, then quickly swung back and pounced towards Lin Fengmian with a roar.
"Don't get close to me!"
Lin Fengmian didn't want to let this monster with the stench of corpse get close to him, so he just swung Zhen Yuan and knocked him away.
Lin Fengmian waved his eight arms, thunder wrapped around his body, sweeping across the four directions like a god of war, and no one could stop him.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, but Lin Fengmian had four heads and eight arms, and he almost held down several people and hammered them all the way.
Even if several people joined forces, they were unable to stop him. They could only watch as the Eight Desolate Evil God rushed forward with unstoppable force.
Chang Leren looked at Lin Fengmian, who looked like an ancient demon god, and murmured, "Is this a banished immortal or an evil ghost?"
At the same time, a low roar suddenly came from the sky.
A finger that almost covered the sky slowly stretched out from the clouds, and slowly pressed down with endless pressure.
There seemed to be cries of wronged souls all around, as if the ghosts from the underworld were chanting and resonating with the heavens.
"Finger of Life and Death?" someone exclaimed.
"This... isn't this Guixu's unique skill? How could he know it?"
“Oh my god, how many people did this guy kill to condense such a terrifying Finger of Life and Death!
…
Dao Yi couldn't help but curse: "Which grandson taught him?"
Lin Fengmian laughed loudly and said, "Of course it doesn't belong to that grandson, who begged for it and gave it to me!"
Dao Yi's face was extremely excited at the moment, and he wanted to slap himself in the face.
Why can't I control my mouth!
Some people with quick minds even thought of a terrible thing!
Why would the Supreme One want to teach this kid the unique skills of the Bugui Tower? Could it be that the nonsense this kid talked about along the way was true?
Is he really related to the Supreme, and is the Supreme turning from love to hate?
But the Supreme did not kill him personally. Does that mean he still has feelings for him?
Hiss, it is said that women are fickle, and the Supreme is obviously such a woman!
If we really kill this kid now, and the Supreme One regrets it later, will he come after us to settle the score?
Thinking of this, everyone was not so harsh in their attack and began to be a little hesitant.
In the forbidden area of Bugui Tower, Bugui Supreme’s pretty face turned dark and he secretly clenched his fists.
It seems like it’s time to replace Dao Yi of Bugui Tower. This idiot should just go back to killing pigs!
Not to mention that the Supreme Bugui had taken revenge on Dao, at this moment the entire Bugui Tower was in danger because of the Finger of Life and Death.
The old voice came out again slowly: "Everyone, retreat to the Bugui Building and resist with all your strength!"
Dao Yi and the others felt relieved, and quickly abandoned Lin Fengmian and retreated back to the Bugui Tower.
At the same time, all the disciples tried their best to inject their spiritual power into the formation in the sky to resist the Finger of Life and Death that fell from the sky.
On the highest mountain in the entire Bugui Tower, the Bugui Mountain, the hundreds of feet long Soul Sky Wheel was spinning wildly, releasing tremendous energy.
The disciples of the Bugui Tower were on high alert, using all their might to activate the sect protection formation; the soul mist was rolling like a raging sea.
Lin Fengmian looked up at the sky, then suddenly jumped up, with thunder surrounding him, like a demon god from ancient times.
"Life and death are extinguished!"
He let out a low roar, and the huge finger pressed down suddenly, colliding with the protective formation of the Bugui Tower.
"boom!"
The sky and earth seemed to be torn apart, and a huge shock wave swept in all directions, and cracks appeared on the ground.
The protective formation of the Bugui Tower shook violently, the formation patterns collapsed, countless disciples vomited blood, and their bodies were shaking.
However, although cracks began to appear on the formation, the power of the Finger of Life and Death was almost exhausted.
Lin Fengmian looked at the huge rotating roulette wheel on the top of the Bugui Building, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Could this be the semi-finished product of the Wheel of Reincarnation?
He waved his eight arms, holding Zhenyuan, and smashed towards the crumbling barrier with endless thunder.
"Open the sky!"
He roared and swung the Zhenyuan Sword in his hand down fiercely.
The sword light fell like a galaxy, with the power to destroy the world, and it slashed fiercely on the barrier.
The brilliant Milky Way fell on the cracked barrier, and the barrier finally couldn't hold on and cracked like ice.
With a loud bang, bolts of lightning struck from the sky, and all the disciples who were maintaining the formation vomited blood and became weak.
Those heavenly thunders struck wildly on the Tower of No Return, smashing countless mountains and rivers, and causing countless palaces to collapse.
The Tower of No Return seems to have been plagued by disasters recently. The last time the Supreme Lord Qionghua destroyed many palaces.
It had just been built, and then it was smashed down by Lin Fengmian, as if it was built just to be smashed down.
A figure slowly fell in the sky full of divine thunder. Under the flickering lightning, the face under the mask flickered.
Familiar scene, familiar picture, the only difference is the person falling from the sky.
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