Battling Records of the Chosen One

When he spoke, Locara offered a true feather of dark blood and black phoenix, and swayed in the void.

Hey!

In this piece of heaven and earth, there is a sinister voice response, which is conveyed from a very distant place, and there is also a grand bell accompanied by a strong and heavy.

In an instant, everyone saw the far side of the sky, there is a black flame burning, the Scorpio is dyed with a deep black, if the corner of the night.

clang!

The bells are like the morning bells and drums, and like the sound of the police, washing people's mind and body, so Lin finds them all have a feeling of vibrating.

"No!" Lin was shocked.

They did not hesitate, swept away in the distance, and soon saw an ancient temple standing on the ruins.

The ancient temple broke the wall and showed signs of ruin. There were traces of mottled years, and there was a black flame burning above it.

Hey~~

Arriving here, the bells became more and more melodious, like the Buddha's Sanskrit chanting, letting Lin find them to resonate with the air, and the whole body roared, as if they were to be washed and purified.

The ancient temple door is closed, but there is a sacred spread of Buddha light, making it a solemn place, just like pure land.

"This is not a land of seals. Why is there an ancient temple treasure?"

"This should be built by the ancient saints of the Dizang Temple. Perhaps the remnant of the dark blood and the black phoenix will be sealed." The girl is also somewhat unacceptable.

Although she knows many secrets, she has never witnessed it personally, and she is also the first to arrive at this mysterious relic.

"I sensed it, and the dark blood and black phoenix is ​​in it!" Luo Jia was very excited at this moment, and the stars were brilliant.

"This ancient temple is a seal." Almost at the same time, Lin Xun's soul spread, and he also felt something unusual.

The ancient temple is silent, broken, mottled, and it seems to collapse at any time, but there is an invisible force to cover it.

The banned atmosphere was so amazing that Lin Xun was shocked and aware of the ultimate danger.

Le girl sacrificed her own string of purple bells, gently shaking it, and a purple sound wave spread. When it touched the ancient temple door, it suddenly burst into a blazing Buddha light.

The Buddha's light is holy, peaceful, vast and infinite, but it presents a deep black, which makes people feel uncomfortable, but feels very incomparable.

"This is a congenital god!"

Le girl's eyebrows are dignified. "If you want to enter this door, you need to crack the mysterious. If you use brute force, it will trigger the horrible robbery. The consequences are unimaginable."

At this time, all eyes looked at Lin Xun, because it is clear that he is the only spiritual master in the field who is proficient in the way of the spirit.

"let me try."

Lin seeks a little sinking, runs the power of the spirit of the gods, and begins to further pry into and sense this mysterious broken ancient temple.

In an instant, he found a difference.

In his induction, this ancient temple has completely changed. The sacred Buddha light is distributed in every inch of the ancient temple. The breath is like a prison, seemingly holy and grand, but it hides the horrible robbery.

The wave of bans are intertwined and intertwined as a group of black Buddha lights.

What surprised Lin was that in each group of Buddhas, there was a statue of a Buddha who was sitting on a plate, or a laughing flower, or a low-browed eyebrow, or a treasure, or a glare...

In an instant, Lin seeks to tremble in his heart, feeling a supremely supreme breath, and letting his spirit have a feeling of being frozen.

"town!"

Lin Xun did not hesitate to run a small meditation technique, and saw the three phases of the sun, moon and stars, which dispelled the depression and discomfort in the soul.

At this time, when he went to the induction, the ancient temple was different. Every inch of the ban was branded with the strange and strange black spirits, which were dense and numerous. It was they who constructed this mysterious prohibition.

Obviously, to enter the ancient temple, you must first glimpse the mystery of these spiritual lines!

"Please also help me to protect the law."

Lin Xun took a deep breath, and the horrible prohibition was something he had never encountered before. It was extremely embarrassing and difficult to understand. In the deduction, there must be no distraction.

"Reassured, if I am there, no one can bother you." Locara showed an unprecedented determination at this moment, clear and embarrassing, revealing an unprecedented majesty.

She still needs to rely on Lin Xun to enter this place, so there is no accident.

"Hey." 舜白玄 seems very uncomfortable, cold snorted, but when he met Luo Jia's cold eyes, he finally sighed, "Oh, I am so difficult to help this guy to protect the law once."

"Be careful of those who live in the Tibetan temple." Le girl reminded, "They may have entered this ancient temple, but it is impossible to enter all."

"I can't wait for them to jump out!" 舜白玄 heard the words, but some of them are eager to move, warfare, his inner fire has not been completely vented.

At the time of the conversation, Lin Xun had already sat down on the floor and began to meditate.

Regarding the spirit pattern, he is no stranger to him, but he is the first time to crack the prohibition of a suspected saint, which makes him feel pressure.

However, as time went by, he had no thoughts in his mind, completely immersed in the prohibition fluctuations covered by ancient temples.

Prohibition, for other practitioners, may be a mysterious and horrible force, drawing the power of the heavens and the earth, turning the decay into magic, mysterious and unpredictable.

In the eyes of Lin Xing, such as the Master of Spirits, the prohibition is nothing but a force of formation composed of the spirit.

The more difficult it is to overcome, the more valuable a rare learning opportunity for the Master of Spirits.

As long as it can be cracked, it is equivalent to unlocking an answer, and can obtain the mystery and mystery hidden in it, and turn it into its own use, so that its own spirituality can be improved.

......

Time passes, and one hour has passed without knowing it.

In this process, Lin Xun sat on the ground, his waist was straight, his look was not well, and there was a kind of dust and air, and there was no more action.

Like a clay sculpture, sitting in front of this ancient Buddha.

Le girl played a bunch of purple bells in her hand, but she was uncomfortable and relaxed.

Locara was cold and cold, and he was always on alert and alert.

This piece of heaven and earth is faint, the ancient temple is broken, it seems to be very quiet and serene, but it makes people feel a kind of uncontrollable and dangerous atmosphere.

Yan Baixuan is somewhat intolerant. He has been expecting those people from the Tibetan Temple to jump out, but they have waited until this time, but there is no movement at all, which makes him very anxious.

"Isn't these vultures known as the ethics? Why don't you come over to me?" 舜白玄 is very dissatisfied.

"Yong Gongzi, this can not be said indiscriminately. The underground Tibetan temples are unpredictable. If they are being heresy, you will have to face the danger of being over-excited in this life." Le girl reminded.

"Oh, I am not scared. The great world battle is coming. I want to control what the Tibetan Temple is or the Tianzang Temple. I dare to stop my way. It is all destroyed."

The arrogance and disdain of Yu Baixuan’s face is not a boast, but a temperament, from the heart.

The girl does not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, deliberately stimulating the other party: "Then I ask you, before you did not want to play with the treasures of Lin Xun, how can you suddenly change your mind now?"

Sure enough, 舜白玄 seems to be poked to the pain, the original arrogant look suddenly stagnation, the lips slightly twitching, and immediately expressionless: "You don't have to be excited, I have never changed my mind. It’s just that it’s not right now.”

"Oh." Le girl reveals an intriguing smile.

"What are you laughing at? Is it so funny?" 舜白玄 suddenly swelled, feeling that the smile of the girl is too odious, clearly taunting him.

"I am laughing, isn't it being defeated by a girl? Why don't you dare to face it? Are you really scared?" said the girl.

"You..." 舜 玄 玄 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄

At this time, his ear rang the voice of the girl: "Get ready, the enemy is here!"

Almost at the same time, Qi Baixuan felt his feet, the ground violently smashed, and a touch of cold smack appeared, rushing out like a rainbow.

"Death!" 舜白玄 is not shocked and rejoicing, while avoiding, he inserted the golden war spear in his hand.

The piercing collision rang, and the cold man was crushed by the spear.

boom!

The spear was inserted into the earth, and a deep and unfathomable hole was broken. The nearby ground army listed the cracks in the field and the earth flew.

With a bang, a black figure plucked out, but it was not rushing to the white sacred, but looting toward the nearby forest.

This is a black man, acting like electricity, fast and windy, mastering a black crescent shovel, the speed is incredible.

But there are still people faster than him!

"Oh!" Lokga, who had already been ready for action, used the magical sword, and the glory of the glory of the heavens and the earth, filled with unparalleled sacred power.

puff!

The black man was too late to dodge, and was overwhelmed by the mighty sword. The whole person, together with the crescent shovel in his hand, was instantly smashed by the sword!

Just like evaporation from the air.

This is the arrogance of the sacred treasure of this sacred treasure.

Whizzing!

At the same time, there are several black shadows rushing out from different locations, some killing the girl, and some killing Lin.

It was robbed by Loka to kill the enemy, so that Bai Baixuan had already felt a little faceless. At this moment, it would be difficult to catch these opportunities.

"town!"

In the sound of screaming, the head of the white sacred head, the appearance of a dragon dragon, reflecting the glory of the gods, the suppression of the glory of Zhou Yu, Ding Ding Qiankun community power, so that this world is shaking.

boom!

This tripod glows, makes a roar, and there is a faint sound of the avenue, and it is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of thick roads, and it is suppressed.

Panlong Society Ding Ding!

The ancestral sacred objects of the Yi people!

This moment, the white Xuanwei power is like a god, just like in the town of Ding Ding!

Puff puff!

The figures were too late to react, and the body was cracked in inches, and then the cockroaches exploded, and the blood rain was like a waterfall, splashing between the heavens and the earth.

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PS: The fifth night before 12 o'clock!