The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 558 The Three Worlds of Buddha: Red Lotus Tribulation ([-])

The little monk completely protected Wanwan behind him, calmly raised his hand and slapped her.

The palm of the pale golden light exuded in the void struck towards Feng Lin.

Feng Lin dodged the palm with a dodge, and all the trees hit behind him were broken and shattered into little pieces, and the air was filled with dust.

"I didn't expect you, a little monk, to have some cultivation..." Feng Lin narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was full.

The little monk withdrew his hand, put one hand on his chest, and persuaded in a good voice: "Almsgiver, if you go down the mountain now, the poor monk will spare your life..."

Feng Lin is rebellious by nature, he would not listen to the little monk's persuasion, he sneered and drew out a sword with a cold light.

"You are the first person in this world to let me use a sword, today I will use your blood to start this fairy sword..."

Wanwan, who was standing leisurely behind the little monk, frowned slightly. This Chongming bird has a backstage, and a fairy weapon appeared in his hand.

The little monk's eyebrows were like jade, and he was still indifferent, without a trace of fear or fear, standing calmly on the spot.

"Since the benefactor insists on this, the poor monk will no longer give in..."

The corners of Feng Lin's eyes twitched, his face was gloomy, "You little monk who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, you want to die—"

After speaking, he quickly attacked the little monk, and the sword in his hand pierced the little monk's heart.

The little monk hugged Wanwan with one arm and led her away from the rock. Suddenly, the rock pierced by the wind exploded, turning into countless small stones and falling down the cliff.

Feng Lin's expression was gloomy, this little monk is really not simple, it is rare in the world to escape from him, even if it is in the fairy world, all the immortals will avoid him when they see him, the little monk is just a mortal so presumptuous——

This place is in the boundary of the Bodhi Temple. He had broken the barrier and broke in, so he needed to make a quick decision.

Feng Ling looked at the girl who was guarded by the little monk behind him. He could tell that the girl had a demonic aura, but he couldn't see her true form.

Wanwan had no idea that she had been treated as a little monster by the male lead, and wanted to take her down.

Feng Lin made a false move with his right hand and stabbed towards the little monk's life gate, but his right hand clawed at Wan Wan fiercely.

A cold light flashed in Wanwan's eyes, and she backed up abruptly. Feng Lin was already very fast as a bird clan, and the little monk couldn't catch up for a while.

"Wanwan—" The little monk's expression was no longer indifferent, but anxious.

Feng Lin's fairy sword stabbed towards Wan Wan with tyrannical power.

With a sneer on Wanwan's lips, she waved Qianqian's jade hand, and suddenly a red flame appeared in the void. The red lotus Karmic Fire collided with the wind and wind fairy sword, and a loud bang exploded in the air.

Feng Lin hit the mountain wall, and a huge crater was hit on the mountain wall behind him, and gravel kept falling from the sky.

Feng Lin's expression changed slightly, and he shouted angrily: "Bitch! What did you do?" The sword in his hand had been melted into ashes.

The little monk had already rushed to Wanwan's side, and asked worriedly, "Wanwan, are you injured?"

Wanwan shook her head lightly, looking coldly at Feng Ling who was flying in the air.

Feng Ling's blood surged, and he roared angrily and turned into a huge bird. Its body was like a chicken, and its cry was as loud and melodious as a phoenix. The feathers on its wings were fiery red and beautiful, but its body had no feathers.

Ordinary monsters and beasts with high cultivation levels will transform into humans. During battles, they will return to their original forms when they are cornered.

The monster that turned into a real body is even more powerful, and the wind is like a dog jumping over the wall.

(End of this chapter)