Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"Xuyun, why don't you just cooperate with me and Longxiang to use that move? If it's that move, I think there will be a great chance of winning." Elder Qingjing said seriously.

"That's right. When the three of us jointly use that trick, it can be said that it is indestructible and invincible. It is simply invincible!" Elder Longxiang said seriously: "Besides, this demon is so powerful. I think only that trick can suppress it!"

Hearing this.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows. Could it be that these three have a trick that they haven't used yet?

Hearing his partner's suggestion, Xuyun not only did not accept it, but also roared with almost uncontrollable emotions: "Get out! Don't even think about letting me cooperate with you again!"

Looking at his stimulated look, it seems that he recalled something bad.

"You, hey!"

Seeing this, the two partners shook their heads helplessly.

Xuyun stared at Ye Junlin in the middle, gritting his teeth and saying, "Demon Ye, do you think that with two more of you, you can deal with us?!"

"You'll know if you try it?" As soon as the words fell, Ye Junlin flew out with a sword, and a sharp sword light flashed, approaching his brow.

Xuyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swung the magic staff and injected strong magic power, and the magic staff emitted a bright light like the sun.

Bang!

Although the sword light blocked it, Xuyun's figure retreated more than ten feet, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and a strong sense of shock in his eyes.

Before, he had joined forces with the other two partners to deal with Ye Junlin with more people and fewer enemies. Now he wanted to fight head-on, but he was at a disadvantage as soon as he met him.

"Evil creature, stop being so arrogant!" Elder Longxiang swung the magic stick, the shadow of the stick was real and fake, and then he gathered his strength and smashed it towards Ye Junlin who was holding a sword.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, it was blocked by an ancient bronze coffin, and the stick hit it hard, making a trembling explosion sound.

Ye Junlin sneered, "Your opponent is me."

"Well," Elder Longxiang was in doubt, and his back was cold.

"Longxiang, I'll help you!"

Elder Qingjing raised his hand and flicked it, and the diamond bracelet tore through the void like a spiral, dragging out a dazzling arc of light, and directly slashed at Ye Junlin's body.

The power was so strong that ordinary tribulation perfection would be turned into blood mud when it hit this thing.

Suddenly, a melodious and crisp flute sounded, and a series of notes like substance condensed in the air, instantly intercepting the flying diamond bracelet.

Zila la~!

The powerful momentum of the diamond bracelet was blocked, as if it was firmly stuck by the musical note, and it was difficult to move forward half an inch.

"Huh?"

Elder Qingjing narrowed his eyes, and saw a silver-haired young man playing the flute, with a mocking smile on his face, slowly approaching.

"Before, you were three against one, and now it's a one-on-one duel. It's fair, right?" Ye Junlin, holding a sword, said jokingly.

As he said that, he flashed and handed out a sword, and the violent sword energy swept, and the blood-colored sword light slashed towards the Hanging Temple.

"Not good!"

Xuyun's cassock fluttered in the wind, and he frantically encouraged the power in his body and injected it into the ninth-grade mysterious weapon in his hand. The Tongwan staff burst out with infinite Buddha light, and the breath was sacred and peaceful.

Boom!

A huge conflict broke out between the two sides.

Xuyun showed pain on his face, and he resisted with difficulty.

"Hehe, how many moves can you block?" Ye Junlin turned his wrist, and the sword light crisscrossed, and the waves of murderous intent turned into blood red, like a floating blood cloud.

"Puff!"

After resisting the fierce attacks one after another, Xuyun finally couldn't help it, and vomited blood with a wow, with deep horror in his eyes.

The other two were unable to help.

To be precise, they couldn't save themselves!

"Puff!" Elder Longxiang was hit hard by the burial coffin, and the blood he spit out was mixed with the broken internal organs.

Ye Junlin, who was standing behind, held the burial coffin with one hand, and pressed forward step by step with a domineering attitude.

The nearby Elder Qingjing was not in a good situation. The magic weapon Vajra Bracelet, which he was proud of, was imprisoned by the musical notes and was difficult to activate.

In desperation, he had to give up and cast a spell to attack the figure playing the flute.

In an instant, the sound of the flute became passionate and turbulent, as if thousands of troops were galloping, or thousands of lions were crossing the Yangtze River.

"What?!"

Elder Qingjing's expression changed drastically, and he felt as if his whole body was cut by thousands of knives, and he felt extremely painful.

In the field of vision, suddenly there was a mighty ancient army attacking, and some practitioners in armor held long spears, some waved swords, and drove unknown beasts one by one, and launched a charge.

The magic cast by Elder Qingjing could not kill them at all, and he soon fell into it and was stabbed by the weapons.

"Ah..."

He was helpless and screamed.

"Qingjing, what's wrong with you?!" Elder Longxiang noticed this and shouted with a look of disbelief on his face.

In his opinion, the other party seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. Although no one touched him, he was wailing alone and even hurt himself...

"You should worry about yourself!" Ye Junlin sneered and raised his hand to hit the funeral coffin. The bronze coffin shattered the void and hit Elder Longxiang directly.

Boom!

The demon-subduing stick was almost broken.

Elder Longxiang was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his heart was like a raging sea.

He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him at all!

How could this demon be so powerful? !

When they were still active in the East Region, they had never heard of this creature. Where did Xuyun get this guy from?

When Ye Junlin performed the Qihua Sanqing, the once famous Three Saints of the Hanging Temple were directly suppressed!

The battle situation has reversed!

Swish~

A line of blood spurted out of Xuyun's chest, and he gritted his teeth and barely held on.

At this time, his cassock was torn, and the scars all over his body were shocking. He looked miserable, and no longer had the posture of a high monk.

Looking at the silver-haired monk holding a sword in front of him, Xuyun's heart trembled.

If it weren't for the blessing of a large amount of incense, he would have been killed by now.

"Is this the gap between you and me?" Xuyun looked ugly.

I am the leader of the Hanging Temple, the recognized number one in Florida!

If I die like this, what are the efforts I made before?

As the thought turned,

At this time, the master of the Hanging Temple recalled the various scenes of swallowing humiliation in the past, and finally reached the peak as he wished, enjoying the moment of meditation and worship under the sky. His eyes were full of bloodshot and his face gradually became ferocious.

Boom! !

A powerful momentum burst out and rushed straight into the sky.

Xuyun was completely desperate and shouted: "You two, help me!"

Elder Longxiang spit out another handful of blood and laughed and scolded: "Amit Grandma Buddha, you have already had this kind of enlightenment, why do Qingjing and I still suffer so much?"

At this time, Elder Qingjing was struck by lightning, silently chanting Buddhist teachings in his mouth, his eyes regained clarity, and then he saw through the illusion and broke away from the illusion created by the flute sound.

The next second.

The two quickly pinched their fingers and changed their hand seals.

Swish!

Then, they turned into two black and white light balls and sank into Fang's body.

"Ahhh..." The roar was filled with pain and resounded over the Fantuo Mountain.

"What is this?" Ye Junlin was stunned.

As the light balls in front of him mixed and changed, a strange figure gradually emerged.

Three heads, three faces, with Xuyun as the main one and the other two partners as the auxiliary ones. Three of the six arms held the Tongman staff, the Fumo stick, and the Vajra bracelet respectively. Under the infusion of the majestic magic power, terrifying energy fluctuations were emitted.

"Is this the three heads and six arms?" Ye Junlin remembered the immortal arts he had heard of in his previous life, but the strange changes in front of him were obviously different from the traditional three heads and six arms.

Because this is the three heads and six arms fused together!

"Xuyun, we finally entered your body again!" On the left head, Elder Longxiang was very excited.

"Amitabha, our three saints of the Hanging Temple relied on this move to be invincible!" Elder Qingjing said with emotion on the right head.

"Shut up, shut up..." As the leader, Xuyun was sweating profusely, and his expression was very painful.

This trick can merge the three casters together, making all the power twisted into one rope.

But there is a difficulty, that is, as the leader, you will suffer great pain, especially when the other two merge into your body, the pain is beyond imagination, every second is a kind of torture!

So, after so many times, Xuyun felt that it was unbearable to look back, and he would never use this move unless it was absolutely necessary.

Unfortunately, it went against his wishes!

"Take advantage of... take advantage of this time... we must get rid of him as soon as possible!"

Xuyun's eyes were bloodshot, and the three magic weapons burst into brilliant light. The other three hands formed hand seals and were also accumulating power to cast spells.

Ye Junlin looked strange. Why did this old bald donkey look so painful?

However, feeling the terrifying energy fluctuations in front of him, Ye Junlin rarely became serious.

Swish!

The other two figures came to both sides, their eyes were like a square.

"Fuck, either you die or I live!!" Xuyun roared hysterically and released the strongest blow.

The destructive breath made the entire Fantuo Mountain tremble.

It was like an earthquake, and the scene was terrible!

"Kill!"

Ye Junlin combined the power of the other two figures and swung out a sword light that split the earth.

Boom~!!!

Everyone's vision was white, and they all entered a state of temporary deafness, as if the earth was still, and time and space were solidified.

"Master!" Li Wujie's scalp tingled. Is this a battle between top powers?

"Ah, Shushu is blind!" Bai Xiaoxi subconsciously covered his eyes.

The Great Mushroom King was so scared that he trembled all over, "Oh, the tribe is so scared."

Hong Qianye breathed rapidly, as if trying hard to verify something, "What's going on?"

The terrifying energy fluctuations raged, and the mountain protection formation was shattered by the impact. The entire Pure Land Kingdom shook like an earthquake, and countless people were terrified.

Gradually.

This fluctuation fell into silence.

The ancient temple was almost in ruins, and those elders and disciples who were lingering on looked up with confidence.

But the next second, they were full of despair and cried out sadly: "No..."

The three saints of the Hanging Temple, who used to dominate the Eastern Region and intimidate all forces, were now in a mess, kneeling on the ground covered in blood.

Only Ye Junlin and his three figures stood side by side in the void, raised their chins lightly, and said calmly: "You lose."