Urban Super Cultivation

? "I knew it a long time ago."

Lin Ling looked at Bodhidharma, "When he killed me, I knew that the breath of the spirit can't be concealed, but you made this final decision using our feelings, and completely erased it. With your brand on Pingzhi, you think, how did I survive?"

Lin Ling took a step forward, his breath approaching Bodhidharma.

"Since there is no branding anymore, don't force it. Your Excellency, the twisted melon is not sweet, let an instrument spirit be your buddha, I think if this is spread out, it will be laughable and generous."

Bodhidharma was caught by Lin Ling's breath and could not speak for a long time.

Immortal emperor strong!

Immortal emperor stronger than him!

Not to mention this, the aura on Lin Ling's body is not weak at all. With this kind of aura and such a fighting power, this guy is completely a master, a master he cannot fight against.

This is another trouble!

Seeing Lin Ling's appearance, Bodhidharma stopped talking.

Lin Ling continued to move forward.

"Since you have let go, don't force it anymore. Pingzhi is mine. Didn't your will send back the news?"

"Dharma, it's a bit embarrassing to be a man to make you fail like this, and to be a monk to make you fail so much. You said, why don't you even want to show your original life with your willpower?"

Lin Ling's gorgeousness was a bit more ironic.

Dharma's body trembled.

Chang Wen was the one he cast all the time, but at the most critical moment, this one has cut off the connection between them, making them unable to connect again.

So Bodhidharma didn't know what happened in the lower realm.

What did Ping Zhi and Lin Ling do?

"He recognizes you?"

For a long time, Bodhidharma asked Lin Ling, he needed an answer, and Lin Ling needed an answer to him.

Lin Ling speeded up and avoided Bodhidharma directly.

When Dharma reacted, Lin Ling had disappeared in front of Dharma.

Bodhidharma pinched and counted, the expression on his face immediately changed, and he quickly followed Lin Ling.

"Lin Ling, this is the Western world, it doesn't belong to you, you better not mess around!"

Bodhidharma's voice echoed in the air, but no one answered him.

Lin Ling has stood at the foot of the holy mountain,

The holy mountain is petite, and Lin Ling's soul power quickly swept across the entire holy mountain, and finally his eyes remained on the stone tablet in front of her.

The stone tablet is still normal, but she feels the breath of peace on it.

"Is the suppression here?" Lin Ling swept across the stone and waved, the whole stone fell into her hand.

The stone is like every ordinary stone, ordinary, if it weren't for the breath of Chang Pingzhi on it, Lin Ling could not imagine that the thing in front of him was Chang Pingzhi.

In the stone, Chang Pingzhi was suppressed and turned to open his eyes.

"You came."

"of course."

"Are you here to collect debts?"

"Take you back to repay the debt." Lin Ling held up the stone with a tick at the corner of his mouth, "I'll beg for the debt to me."

"Also."

Pingzhi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then slowly closed his eyes, "Lin Ling, let them go, they are all innocent, it's just a coincidence."

"I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. As long as they don't stop me, I won't take action against them. After all, there are still a lot of things from our Great Sage Group in the Western world, right?"

Lin Ling turned around to leave, and countless monks stopped in front of them.

"Lin Ling, let go of the treasure of our holy mountain." The leader was a monk with a round head and big ears, with a compassionate look on his face, his eyes fell on the stone, his breath did not abate at all.

"The monk is compassionate, why? Now that I come to retrieve my own things, you have to come again? This is what you call compassionate?" Lin Ling raised his eyebrows, sneered, and the expression on his face It became colder and colder, "Or do you think you can deal with me? A group of shameless old people, like the old fellow Dharma, you are a group of knowing people, knowing each other and having no real feelings at all, I Feel sad for us."

Lin Ling sneered, the aura all over her body fluctuating.

Hearing Lin Ling's words, several monks glanced at each other, and a flash of coldness flashed in their eyes.

"Lin Ling, you are attacking our holy mountain. Don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"Chang Pingzhi, you already made a mistake, is it possible that you have to follow this demon to make a mistake again?"

Lin Ling's mouth tickled, "Changping is mine. As for you, the holy mountain, how can I deal with it? What can you do with me?"

Lin Ling shook his head, saying disgusted, "Only you, adding Dharma is not my opponent!"

Lin Ling's words were very arrogant.

Hearing Lin Ling's words, all the monks suddenly raised their heads and looked at Lin Ling. Their faces were full of anger, but when facing Lin Ling, they couldn't say anything.

They wanted to shoot, but it was just as Lin Ling said.

Lin Ling is a strong immortal emperor. A strong immortal emperor has long possessed the ability to defeat them. They want to survive from Lin Ling's hands. It is almost impossible. If their ancestor is in , Maybe they still have the ability to fight, but Bodhidharma is not there now.

All the monks were silent, they could only look at Lin Ling blankly, and then gave up a path.

Lin Ling was about to leave with something.

"Ms. Lin Ling held things so openly and left. Isn't she a bit disrespectful to our holy mountain?" At this moment, the leading monk snorted coldly in front of Lin Ling, "Shun Down the mountain, the entire Western world is the site of my sacred mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Miss Lin Ling did this, she just swore her own ability, right?"

Lin Ling sneered.

"Yes, I just swear by myself and tell everyone in the Western world that this Western world is not your monk's world, or our witchcraft world, isn't it?"

Lin Ling turned to look at the leading disciple, "You are very courageous, but your precious little ancestor probably did not tell you that courage needs something to support."

Lin Ling didn't conceal what he said. Instead, there was nothing to say over there. He just stood there dry, and fell into deep thought after hearing what Lin Ling said.

Lin Ling was about to leave with the huge boulder. The alarm bell on the holy mountain instantly enveloped Lin Ling. The sound of chanting lingered around Lin Ling, turning into a thousand attacks and attacking Lin Ling.

"Donor, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and turning back is the shore."

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