Battling Records of the Chosen One

Zen world.

In a cave house, nine color lotus swaying and sprinkling the colorful light.

The shadowy and sullen Vatican sits on the futon, his thin cheeks, the white beard, and a stone statue in front of him.

"That heresy has already been killed, you...do you really want to abandon our Zen religion..."

The appearance of the Vatican is indefinite, and his eyes are fixed on the stone statues of the early days.

This treasure, which was left by the meditation of the ancestors of the Zen religion, did not have any reaction after the last time it conveyed a wave of thoughts.

This is also true now.

Outside the Dongfu, loud noises, angry drinks, unwilling screams, and screams. There are also roaring waves caused by the fluctuation of fighting power. There are sounds of rock collapse and collapse, and there is a loud noise of the temple...

All this, the color of the haze between the van Gogh and the eyebrows is getting stronger and thicker, and there is a sorrow and bitterness in the heart.

Half-sounding, Van Gogh slammed his hands on the stone statue of the early dynasty. The scorpion was filled with sorrowful gods. "You have harmed us, Zen, you are!"

His low embarrassment is like a desperate beast.

His thin, quiet cheeks became iron and blue, and the voice was full of anger and hatred.

boom!

At the beginning, the stone statue burst and turned into a powder from the Vatican.

The Vatican quickly sighed and screamed, and suddenly turned his head, and saw a stern figure that did not know when he had stood at the entrance of Dongfu.

Lin Xun!

The Vatican's pupils contracted and slowly rose from the futon. The voice was hoarse and said: "Is there only one left?"

Lin seeks to shake his head: "I am not an indiscriminate generation. Some innocent people do not have to die because of the mistakes made by your Zen Buddhism."

The Vatican’s shore is awkward and his eyes are complicated. “Oh, if I say this, I have to thank you for the surviving passers-by?”

Lin Xun pointed to the position of his heart. "Doing this, I have no conscience, but it is not a fake compassion."

False compassion!

This discourse is obviously ironic, and it is a satire on their Zen teaching!

But the Vatican has no idea to think about it. He looked at Lin Xun and said for a long time: "I am very puzzled. You are never afraid of the ruler behind the epoch?"

Lin couldn’t help but smile. "Is there any use for fear, is it because of fear, can the black hand behind the scenes still give me a way to live?"

The Vatican’s scorpion was slightly stunned. After half a sigh, he nodded. “Yes, you have no way to retreat. Naturally, there is no fear of all this. Sometimes, there are more retreats, but some stupid choices will be made.”

He remembered the early stone statues left by the founder.

This is a treasure that guards their meditation, but it is this treasure that has become the sorrow of Zen today!

"Before I started, I was very puzzled."

Lin seeks, "Why are you Zen churches so envious of Fangshan?"

Not only Zen, but even witchcraft.

So far, Lin Xun did not want to understand why.

"The avenue of the avenue."

The Vatican does not think about it. "In the four ancestors, my ancestors and the ancestors of the sects of the meditation, before the establishment of the Taoist system, were the enemy of the lord of your ancestors. Or, the battle between them was as early as before. It has been created in the era."

Lin can't help but sigh, "The avenue of the road..."

This kind of hatred is the most unsolvable.

I regard it as a demon outsider. I regard it as a heresy that is not tolerable in the world. Just like water and fire, I want to resolve it. I can only distinguish between a high and a low!

"Pity."

At this moment, the Vatican also made a long sigh.

Lin looked for an eyebrow: "What a pity?"

The appearance of the Vatican is different. "It is a pity that you can no longer see if you can survive the era of the era."

Lin found a smile, did not say anything more, directly hands.

After a while.

When Lin Xun came out of the zen circle, the order of the gods of the ancestral ancestral hall had been taken away, and the gates of the mountain gates collapsed, and the foundations accumulated by countless years were destroyed.

Since then, there will be no more Zen in this world.

......

Witch ancestral court.

In front of the mountain gate.

Lin Xun’s Red Fire Road body stood up and looked at this familiar place, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

At that time, he and Yuan Changtian and others together represented the Yuanjiao and came to the Wushu to participate in the action of the Ten Magic Zone.

That was his first time entering witchcraft.

Now, when he comes back again, he is already in the creation of the eternal road.

"It’s really this guy!"

"Hey, he thought that our witchcraft is as bad as the eternal Protoss in the ninth day?"

In front of the mountain gate, there are many statues of sorcerers, one by one, full of wild, murderous.

The sect of the sect is very special. It does not respect the heavens and the earth, does not respect the ritual law, and has no fear of life and death. It is proud of fighting and fighting.

Therefore, even if I saw Lin looking to kill the door at the moment, there was no fear of one by one.

Just, not afraid of death does not mean that they are reckless.

What happened in the ninth day domain has also been known to them, and naturally it is clear that Lin Xun is terrible.

"It seems that you already know Lin’s intentions, and it’s easy to do it. Give you a chance to choose to fight death, or to immediately bow down and surrender, and Lin will punish your witchcraft crimes?”

Lin Xun’s red fire body was quietly open.

His sleeves waved as he spoke.

Oh~

A **** order is rising across the sky, covering this piece of heaven.

"Let's make us bow our heads? I don't think about it!"

A vulgar robes old man violently screamed, and the sound was like a thunder, and it rang through the sky. "Late!"

boom!

Hundreds of sects of the sects plucked out and formed a grand battlefield in the void. When the formation of the battle was formed, it touched the power of the order of the gods that covered the sorcerer, and the horror of the horror.

"kill!"

The veteran robes took the lead in attacking, and the entire battlefield also suddenly operated, which made the world turbulent, the ten parties trembled, and the sighs rushed.

"The arm is blocked."

Lin looked cold, and the detective swept away in the void.

The flames of the sky rise from the sky, and the dazzling blaze of fire is like a pleasing sea, falling for nine days, drowning the world.

In the twinkling of an eye, the body of the robes and the bodies of the sorcerers of the hundreds of people are turned into ashes, and it is almost like paper, and is easily erased between heaven and earth!

In that scene, all the sorcerers near the gates in the distance were stunned and their faces changed.

"If you are not afraid of death, you can kill it now."

Lin searched for the light, and the color of the scorpion was cold.

Compared with Zen Buddhism, he is more vocal about witchcraft. This Taoism is unscrupulous and unscrupulous. In the past years, he has sent forces to deal with him more than once, and has formed a deep hatred.

"My witchcraft has never been afraid since the moment I founded it!"

A gray-robed man with a shadow of mountains screamed and shouted, and turned into a tall and tall, eternal glory.

It is a place that exists beyond the moment.

"is it."

Lin searched for a shot.

boom!

The man with a thousand feet tall was shot directly and slammed, and the earth collapsed into a big pit, and the skin was cracked and blood flowed.

"This……"

If the strong witches are struck by lightning, they feel like the sky is falling.

.

They are indeed not afraid of death, not afraid of war, but when faced with Lin Xun, it is easy to suppress the existence of the strong than the strong, and can not help but feel despair.

too strong!

Confrontation with it, it is no different from the banyan tree!

If they have been in the past, there is no possibility of sitting in the witches, they are naturally not afraid, but now, it is already time to move, saying that everything is late.

"Lin Xun, do you think that this will make my witch teach me to bow? I don't think about it!"

The gray robe man squats.

"It doesn't matter if you don't bow your head. It's the way to wipe out your system from the world."

Lin searched casually.

"It’s ridiculous, I’ve taught a group of sages to go to the crowds, and when they come back, you and the Yuanjiao are all dead!!”

The gray robe man squats.

Lin Xun’s look is as old as it is. “You are a sage of the sorcerer who is afraid that he will not be able to return in this life, but you can rest assured that sooner or later, Lin will go to the crowd to find them.”

boom!

He was a little empty, and the man in the gray robe who had the path of the moment blasted open and disappeared.

Then, Lin searched for a step and went to the gate of the witch.

"kill!"

There are many strong people who are not afraid of death, rushing to the front, but they are like moths, and they fall in front of Lin, no one can block his pace.

It is only necessary to squat, Lin Xun will break through the ban, tearing open the mountain gate passage covered by the Order of God and killing the witch world.

Unrivalled all the way!

Just less than tea time.

One of the four ancestral courts, the ancestral ancestral court, was found by Lin.

As in the past, Lin Xun did not rush to kill. This is the code of conduct he has been observing. He only blames the evil and the innocence.

On the same day, following the Zen Buddhism, the ancestral ancestral court was also removed from the world.

......

Yuan Jie.

On the day of the return of Lin Xun’s deity, the Red Fire and the Platinum Road also returned, and brought back the news of the fall of the ancestral ancestral court.

In this regard, Lin Xun is not surprised.

With his current realm, looking at the entire eternal real world, it is also difficult to find an opponent, and it is also a breeze to step out of the mammoth's powerful weapon.

It was not until ten days later that the Greenwood Road to the ninth day returned.

It turned out that after the arrival of the Aoki Taoist body in the ninth day, it was discovered that the three eternal protoss of Ye, Panwu and Zhitian were still not revealed, and they did not know where to hide.

The Aoki Taoist body has gone through various investigations and used various taboo secrets. It has not found the hiding places of these three eternal Protoss, and ultimately can only return empty-handed.

In this regard, Lin Xun did not talk much about disappointment.

Not surprisingly, even if these three eternal Protoss can survive the era of the era, they and this era of civilized civilization will also appear in the market of creation.

At that time, Lin searched for ways to clean them up.

“How do you think about your predecessors?”

In the central hall, Lin asked.

Before, Xuan Feiling and Fang Daoping had already heard the news of the destruction of the Yuan and the Zen. The heart was shocking and emotional. At the moment, I heard Lin’s inquiries. They all looked at each other and nodded.

"We have made a decision and decided to do what you said."

Xuan Fei Ling smiled.

Today's Yuanjiao is not only a metaphysical descendant, but also a group of people from the Lin family, Luojia, Xuanjia, Yuanjia, Dugu and other ethnic groups.

Even if they don't give up, they have to start from the big picture and consider the future of everyone.

"This is fine."

Lin Xun suddenly relaxed and laughed. "When you arrive at the market of creation, you will be completely safe."

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