Muzha's lips were wide open and he couldn't believe his eyes.

That dragon-escaping pile is a powerful innate spiritual treasure passed down by Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. It actually floated in the water without causing any waves.

Moreover, if the eldest brother Jin Zha hadn't blocked him with a jade pendant, he would have been stabbed through the body and almost died.

He didn't even think about it, and he no longer cared about the Xian family's demeanor, humility, and etiquette. They were all thrown out of the sky.

He moved the sword technique with his right hand and muttered the words, "Cut..."

The Wu hook on his shoulder glowed with brilliant light, and without any sound, it had already struck Yang Lin's neck.

He took action very quickly.

However, what is faster is something else.

The Wu Gou flew close to him, but before he could chop it down, there was a piece of copper coin flapping its little wings, and hey hey hey hey he flew happily.

It has already blocked the way.

With a golden light shining.

Without exception.

Wu Gou also followed the copper coins and fell into Yang Lin's hands.

"Honey, more is always better, is there any more? Go on, I don't want too much."

Yang Lin laughed and said, but his eyes were slightly cold.

Therefore, it is said that these three generations of disciples of Chan taught that they would release magic weapons whenever they disagreed. I don't know how many masters were beheaded on the battlefield just because of one of them.

They have learned the true meaning of striking first and gaining the upper hand in battle. Faced with the innate spiritual treasure, how many Taoists in the world can resist it?

In Yang Lin's view, the act of releasing magic weapons casually is actually acting rogue.

On the contrary, he had a good impression of Yang Erlang and Nezha, warriors who became gods in the flesh.

At least they can't defeat it before using magic weapons.

When you can fight, you should still use the knife or the gun to fight to the death first.

It's not like these two people in front of me, who rely on their master's magic weapon to bully others, and they don't even want to fight with themselves.

He collected the Dunlong Stake and a Wu Hook Sword and rode forward.

The gun pointed forward, with murderous intent.

Since he went into battle to cause trouble for his own family and had a powerful magic weapon in his hand, Yang Lin was certainly not someone who couldn't fight back or retaliate when he was scolded.

The rich martial arts value made him reluctant to part with these experience packs in front of him.

Of course, he still wants to give it a try. What is the bottom line of teaching?

Naturally, he didn't hold back at all when he took action.

Yang Lin's horses had just started, when Muzha on the other side of the carriage screamed strangely. He pulled Jin Zha, who had fallen to the ground, and ran away in a strong wind, shouting in alarm: "Master, help me?"

Well, this person is very smart, and he is worthy of being a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao who has worshiped two masters successively.

The skill of asking the master when something happens has reached an extremely high level.

There was another Wu Gou Sword on his shoulder, but he didn't even think of pulling it out at this time.

I even wanted to hide this treasure.

While escaping, he felt the bone-piercing sharpness and murderous intent behind him. Mu Zha untimely recalled the way Nezha lowered his head and shrunk his head.

'That boy, you tricked me to death.'

"Huh……"

The red flame horse under Yang Lin's seat had just chased him seven steps away, and before he even raised his spear to stab him, he suddenly raised his head.

At the same time, the sky was divided into black and white, and an indescribable sharp edge seemed to cut the entire sky and the mountains below in two.

Faintly, it seems that a hand and a sword can be seen.

"Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword, Puxian Zhenren."

As soon as he saw the sword light dividing yin and yang and splitting the void, Yang Lin probably guessed who it was.

This is also one of the characters who had the last laugh in the Battle of the Gods.

Later, together with Zhenren Cihang and Lord Manjusri, he abandoned Taoism and entered Buddhism, and was named a Bodhisattva.

I won't comment on my character, but my ability is very strong.

Moreover, this kind of expert never cares about grace when taking action, as long as he achieves his goal.

Faced with this kind of sword light that shattered mountains and seas.

Yang Lin did not release the treasure money.

He will not make the same mistake as Xiao Sheng, the previous owner of Luobao Money.

Money can only drop magic weapons. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it doesn't matter. At most, it only depends on the amount of luck consumed.

However, if the opponent uses weapons and then uses treasure money to block it, it will be of no use. Instead, you will send your life into the hands of the opponent.

This Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword seems to be able to manipulate the rules of heaven and earth, and its power is unpredictable. However, this thing is a real magic weapon. When it attacks, it is also destroyed by the pure magic power of Master Puxian at the peak of Golden Immortal.

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At this time, all tricks are useless, and only head-on confrontation is the best way to save life.

Faced with the powerful character of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yang Lin was no longer qualified to retain his strength at this time, and he no longer had to be secretive. He suddenly raised his head, the golden light in his eyes went straight towards the bullfight, his breathing roared like thunder, and he reached for his shoulder

With the last stroke, a golden sword with mountains and rivers painted on it came out.

A slash with a sword, five colors and five lights.

At the same time, where the blood flames rose from his body, there was a silver glow.

The three rules of breaking magic, slashing the way, and sharp gold cover the mountain and river sword.

The sword's light was like silk, and there was no sound when it was slashed out. The sword's edge paused, thunder roared, and the sky and the earth shook.

The black and white yin and yang talisman sword in the sky suddenly paused, the light and shadow receded, and everyone heard a muffled groan. Then, a Taoist in green appeared in the clouds, holding a sword in his hand, and the long sword, half black and half white, roared.

It will be cut down again.

Master Puxian was actually shocked.

He began to feel that the fighting down here was just a battle between mortal generals.

Then I felt that this was a master Qi practitioner pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He also had powerful treasures that could be collected from others. His cultivation level was not very strong, so he was a rising star.

He even suspected in his heart that he might be a disciple secretly accepted by some senior brother to replace him.

Of course, no matter which disciple he accepted as a disciple, he had no intention of holding back.

He had finally seen the copper coins that had fallen into the magic weapon. When using the magic weapon, he might have to worry about it. He had spent his blood to make a magic sword, but he didn't need to worry about this strange treasure.

Since we are on a hostile stand, then death is the right way to go.

What's more, if the other party hurts his nephew and apprentice, he deserves to die even more.

Before taking action, Master Puxian was aloof and had already seen the outcome.

After taking action, I found that things were getting serious.

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Although his cultivation is still not as good as his own, the magic power on the sword is more difficult to deal with than his own.

The two swords were facing each other, but he didn't even get the slightest advantage.

I was slightly surprised, as Master Puxian's murderous intention became even stronger.

As soon as the sword light circled, the yin and yang of heaven and earth changed, and the sword force became three points stronger.

It hasn't been cut off yet.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he saw the sky filled with golden light and nine dragons surrounding him. From his soul to his physical body, he was immediately numb and numb.

"No, Dragon Dungeon."

Master Puxian forcibly cut off the flow of magic power, and forcibly reversed the Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword in his hand from falling. A third-grade golden lotus appeared at his feet. With a chirp, it turned into flames and disappeared into the clouds.

"Escaped actually..."

What a Twelve Golden Immortal.

Yang Lin sneered in his heart.

Yes, with magic power alone now, you may not be able to defeat the top masters of the Twelve Golden Immortals. If you are not careful, you will suffer losses. The disciples of the saint have practiced the Talented Golden Immortals for countless calamities.

It's very difficult to deal with.

But who said they have many magic weapons?

Moreover, they couldn't even resist themselves when using the innate spiritual treasure.

This will be easier to handle.
To be continued...