The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1789: : Daomen never destroy the strong
? The extremely indifferent voice sounded, and the bull rider secretly said that it was not good, and wanted to break free from the sight in front of him, but it was too late.
The ancient spear came with surging murderous aura, and directly cut off the head of the bull riding Taoist, and then the bull riding Taoist’s head was held by Fang Lin in his hand, and the green bull rushed towards Fang Lin angrily when he saw this situation. Want to take back the old-fashioned head.
"Go!" Fang Lin kicked out, kicking the green bull into the air and rolling, completely not Fang Lin's opponent.
didn't **** the old Dao's head, so the blue bull had to gritted his teeth and snatched the old Dao's headless body back.
Fang Lin held the head of the bull riding old man in one hand, and looked at the black and white teacher not far away coldly.
Black and White Headmaster also never expected Fang Lin to be so powerful. Even the old palace master of Zhenwu Temple suffered such a big loss in his hands, and Fang Lin had his head beheaded.
Although it is said that even if the head of the half-step immortal cultivation base is cut off, the strong will not die, but it is equivalent to losing the power of resistance. Whether death or alive is completely in Fang Lin's hands.
If Fang Lin destroyed the head of the old bull riding Dao, then the bull riding old Dao would be completely dead, just like Wang Linlang whose head was blasted by Fang Lin's punch.
At this moment, the color of horror on the face of the old bull rider did not fade, and he did not want to understand how he would lose so miserably.
Not to mention that his life is completely pinched in Fang Lin's hands at this moment. Although the old man riding a bull sees life and death more than ordinary people, he is still afraid of death when he is really dead.
The masters in the Zhenwu Temple saw the head of the old palace master beheaded, all of them looked anxious, but they didn't dare to come up to rescue them. After all, even the old palace master's strength had their heads beheaded. People don't even have a lot of longevity, rushing up is just to die.
"Does anyone want to come up and learn about my methods?" Fang Lin looked around. Whether it was Confucianism or Taoism, he saw him, but few dared to look at Fang Lin.
Although a certain amount of strength has been preserved in the Confucian school, at this moment, seeing the Daoist masters frustrated one after another, how dare the masters of the two Confucian schools dare to take action? Even the cultivation base of the Great Longevity was easily killed by Fang Lin, and a powerful person like the old palace master of the Zhenwu Palace was also cut off by Fang Lin, fearing that only masters of the immortal realm can compete with Fang Lin head-on. Right?
But in the three religions nowadays, is there really an immortal powerhouse?
At least since Fang Lin entered the Three Sects this time, he has only encountered one great Buddha. The Confucian and Taoist schools have not seen any immortal powerhouses appear for the time being.
Furthermore, even if an immortal master actually appeared, Fang Lin was not afraid of it. Fighting with Fengjian Pavilion Master already let Fang Lin know that he currently has the strength to defeat the indestructible master.
"Fang Lin, you have killed so many people in the Three Sects, don't you still want to stop?" The black-clothed master said.
Fang Lin smiled slightly: "Why is it enough to kill such a small number of people? I almost died in Qihai seven years ago, and now I came back to ask for this account."
"Are you really going to live with me forever?" The black robe teacher said in a cold voice.
Fang Lin's expression was somewhat contemptuous, and he shook the head of the bull riding old man in his hand: "Isn't this still endless?"
"Okay! Since Fang Lin insists on seeking death, then today you will pay for the dead of the Three Religions!" After the black-clothed master said, he saw the crowd of Chongyun View suddenly came out. The expressionless young Taoist.
The young Taoist was very slow, and walked slowly towards Fang Lin. Chongyunguan and the others were stunned. Some people tried to hold him, but in the end they couldn't touch the young man. Taoist body.
Fang Lin looked at this person, and his smile was thicker.
"Sure enough, since Buddhism has a Great Thousand Buddha, then the other two should not be too bad." Fang Lin said in his mouth, looking more expectant in his eyes.
"I didn't want to make a move. However, your Excellency has repeatedly forced you to kill the evildoers, and the poor Dao has to come to learn your methods." The young Taoist came to Fang Lin and said calmly.
Black and White Palm Sects are all saluting to the young Taoist: "Meet Master Uncle!"
The young Taoist nodded, his eyes still staying on Fang Lin, and Fang Lin stared at this person unscrupulously.
And everyone in the Taoist School was stunned when they heard the black and white head teacher's name for this young Taoist, and then many people were shocked.
Chongyun Guan’s current seniority is the black and white head teachers, and they have been in charge for more than two thousand years.
And this young Taoist, who seems to be in his early twenties, is actually a black-and-white master teacher? The generation of this person is a bit too scary, at least four or five thousand years ago.
Some of the disciples of Chongyunguan look weird, because they all recognize this young Taoist. They have always been ordinary disciples like them before, but they never thought that this young Taoist was actually the highest-ranking existence of Chongyunguan.
Fang Lin curled his lips: "I knew that your three teachings should have immortal masters. They had to hide for so long before they came out, pretending to be a master. When I hit them on the ground, you can see It can’t be so calm."
The young Taoist still has no expression, and looks a little dull.
"If Poor Dao is defeated by your Excellency, it is only Poor Dao skill that is inferior to humans. I can't blame anyone." The young Daoist said, a whisk appeared in his hand, and three thousand silver wires drifted with the sea breeze.
"Please return the head of the Zhenwu Palace Master, please." The young Taoist looked at Fang Lin, and his momentum had already risen.
"There are no doors!" Fang Lin directly put the head of the Taoist Bull Rider into the animal sac, and let the three of Zhen Yangzi in the animal sack take care of him, lest the Taoist Bull Rider secretly do anything to moths.
The young Taoist no longer talks nonsense~ IndoMTL.com~ The aura of an indestructible powerhouse is completely revealed, the dust in his hand suddenly becomes extremely huge, sweeping towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin was not afraid, the sky fire diffused out of his body, falling on the many silver threads that were whisked away.
suddenly only heard the crackling burning sound, although the dusty silver wire is not a mortal thing, after all, the sky fire is better.
The young Taoist didn't care, and shook off the silver thread contaminated with the sky fire, and more silver threads emerged.
Fang Lin kept releasing the sky fire. Although the silver filaments were continuously burned, more silver filaments continued to grow out, as if they were endless.
At the same time, the young Taoist pinched a seal with one hand, and saw nine days of birth thunder, and thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and the terrible pressure made everyone under the sky pale.
Fang Lin raised his head, frowning slightly, the young Taoist’s methods were powerful, and he could even lead thunder out of thin air.
ps: The second update is here, continue with the code word