Battling Records of the Chosen One [The Prodigies War] MTL - Chapter 1370

[The first thousand three hundred and fifty-four chapters hold a pen and write down the matter of the saint]

The old man in the Confucian robe had snow-white hair and white hair, and he was full of arrogance. As soon as he arrived, he became the focus of the audience.

All the saints obviously recognized the identity of the other party, and their hearts were shocked, and there was a hint of shock between their eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, such a living fossil-like antique would appear today.

“I have seen Mr. Miaoxuan.”

What is even more surprising is that many saints bowed their heads slightly to show their respect.

However, Lin Xun frowned.

Before, when I was under siege, this old man didn’t show up. Seeing that he had the upper hand, he came in and tried to resolve the conflict. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

At this moment, a voice transmission that could not return suddenly came from his ears: “Boy, this is Mr. Miao Xuan from the Shenji Pavilion in the Holy Land, an old antique who has lived for an unknown number of years, and his background is extremely scary. , even if I wait in front of them, I can only pretend to be a junior.”

Shenji Pavilion!

Lin Xun has also heard of this sacred place, which is regarded as one of the most mysterious holy places in the ancient wilderness, and rarely appears in the world.

What Shenji Pavilion is best at is to deduce the general trend of heaven and earth and fortune-telling.

Like the struggle of the great world, the emergence of the top realm, and the end of the top realm, Shenji Pavilion has made predictions in advance and released news to the outside world.

In the same way, the descendants of Shenji Pavilion are also regarded as “the swordsman of the practice world”.

Almost all the characters who can be remembered by them are almost all the shocking figures in the history that can be remembered through the ages.

It is rumored that there is a “Quanxinglu” in Shenji Pavilion, which records a person who is almost like a legend since ancient times.

Even if the ancient wilderness is extinct, this group of star records will last forever in the years and will not be erased. As long as they are returned, they will be remembered again by people!

Right now, the old man known as “Mr. Miao Xuan” came from the Shenji Pavilion, and it was no wonder that the saints present respected him by three points.

Although he knew this, Lin Xun’s attitude remained unchanged, and said, “Senior, if you came to stop the killing, please forgive

me. No matter who comes today, it won’t work.”

This guy is really crazy!

Mr. Miaoxuan sighed and said, “Little friend, I know you are upset, but… four true saints have fallen today, which is a big loss to the entire ancient wilderness. I also hope that you will take a step back and stop here.”

Lin Xun’s expression did not change: “If they die, it will be a loss to the ancient wilderness. If I die today, what will happen? Senior, you have a heart of kindness, I will definitely You don’t need to persuade me to kill you.”

Those words were extremely rude, causing them to tremble with fear. In the ancient wilderness, there were no people who dared to talk to Mr. Miao Xuan like this. how many!

“Little friend, you have entered the realm of the top, and you must know that in the ancient times, there were countless sages who fought against the enemies outside the eight realms. Today, although the ancient wilderness is in the splendor of the world, it is also accompanied by an extreme A major crisis is likely to repeat the war that came from the Eight Regions.”

Mr. Miao Xuan was not at all annoyed, his voice was gentle and earnest.

“At that time, the only ones who can stand up and support all beings in the ancient wilderness are the monks of my generation, and the saints, who exist at the peak of the world, can exert enough power to change the overall situation.”

“Every loss of one means the ancient wilderness .

In the future, the strength of resisting foreign enemies will be weakened by a point, and I hope you think twice.”

These words are not threatening, but they are aware of it with affection and reason, and have never used identity to oppress Lin Xun.

However, this made Lin Xun frown even more, and said, “Such a group of selfish, arrogant and shameless old beasts can’t even tolerate me as a younger generation. Do you expect them to be able to stand up for all beings in the future?”

In a word, spray the blood of the sages who were present Shang Ye and Xiahou Xue!

This made them all angry,

The look grew gloomy and unkind.

“Boy, we respect Mr. Miaoxuan, so we don’t bother to care about your younger generation. Do you really think I’m afraid that you won’t succeed?”

Xiahouxue looked stern.

“The Seven Tribulations

Realm of Longevity is only. The power you used will eventually dissipate. At that time, I want to see who can save you!”

The others were also full of murderous intent, and they were completely at ease, because the arrival of Mr. Miao Xuan gave them an opportunity.

As long as the time drags on, the power that Lin Xun borrowed may dissipate faster, which will be more beneficial to them!

Similarly, since Mr. Miao Xuan is here, how could he just watch Lin Xun go wild again?

Lin Xun glanced and saw through the thoughts of these saints, he sneered and said calmly: “Senior, you have also seen what these old dogs look like, if you stop me again, you will be my enemy! “The

voice is sonorous and loud!

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xun did not hesitate to pull the bow and string, targeting Mo Kong in the distance.

“You dare!”

All the saints in the field were furious. In front of Mr. Miao Xuan, this son dared to commit murder, it was simply outrageous.

Ye Jiuxiao and Xiaobugui couldn’t help looking at each other, Lin Xun’s courage was completely beyond their imagination.

Lin Xun’s expression was cold, and he pulled the bowstrings full of the ferocious and fierce no-nonsense spiritual bow composed of white bones and skeletons.

The Mo Li arrow, which was agitated by the blue and violent wind and thunder, was already mounted on it.

Between heaven and earth, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a chilling and terrifying killing aura.

Everything shows that Lin Xun did not intend to stop fighting and rejected Mr. Miao Xuan’s proposal!

“Little friend, I just want to ask, the battle of the Nine Regions is coming, and the world is in dire straits, and it is very likely that all life will be ruined. What will you choose?”

Suddenly, Mr. Miao Xuan asked, his voice was like a bell, reaching people’s hearts.

“Under the nest, there will be no eggs. At that time, I will use what I have learned to kill the nine heavens and the enemies who invade the eight regions.”

Lin Xun said without hesitation.

At that time, after witnessing the deeds of the sages such as “Taixuan Sword Emperor”, “Xuankong Ghost King”, “Wufu Battle Emperor” and “Xingjia Holy Buddha”, he was deeply touched and made a big wish.

If a catastrophe really comes, he will not stand idly by!

“It’s ridiculous, just relying on you, a little ant who has lived for seven eons, dare to say such outrageous words?”

All the saints sneered.

This son’s own strength is not good, but he is clamoring to kill Jiutian and punish the intruding enemy, which is too self-sufficient.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Miao Xuan nodded: “Okay, little friend, please remember your words today, I believe in you.”

After that, his Confucian robe fluttered, and his figure had left the battlefield, far away. Chu sat down out of thin air, removed the book basket on his back, took out a book from it, and sat upright without saying much.

not good!

The group of saints groaned in their hearts, how could they not understand that Mr. Miao Xuan decided not to get involved in this matter because of Lin Xun’s words, and planned to stand by and watch!

Could it be that, in his heart, Lin Xun’s son was more important than all the saints present?

“Thank you for your accomplishments, senior!”

At this moment, Lin Xun really believed that Mr. Miaoxuan was truly a man of the world, not to favor those saints!

Only such a senior deserves the respect of all saints in the world!

This kind of demeanor also makes Lin Xun believe that there is no shortage of people like those sages in the ancient times in the world today!

collapse!

Without any hesitation, Lin Xun’s arrow, which was already full of power, suddenly exploded.

The battle that was suspended continues to reappear at this moment.

In the field, the sky and the earth are drowsy, the sun and the moon are dim, and the murderous aura is like a nine-day galaxy, penetrating between the universe.

“kill!”

How could those saints sit still and attack without hesitation.

It’s a pity that they didn’t wait for Lin Xun’s strength to decline, or in other words, from the moment they fought, they underestimated the power that Lin Xun borrowed.

Even the laughs in the distance did not belong to them, they all guessed all this wrong, thinking that what Lin Xun borrowed was the power of the category of the saint king.

Killing is the heart of the Buddha, why should we return to the ancient dust together!

This power of killing the Buddha’s heart was left behind by a holy Buddha who possessed the power of a great emperor in the ancient times. How could that kind of power be ordinary?

The king of saints stands on the top of the saints.

And the emperor is above the saints!

Chengdi is a mountain that countless sage kings in ancient and modern times aspire to climb. It is lofty and ethereal, almost legendary.

If you can’t even kill some true saints, is it still called the power of the emperor?

Only the previous Fa Zheng could guess the power used by Lin Xun from the blow of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, but when he wanted to remind him, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com had already been executed.

puff!

In the battlefield, in just a moment, Mo Kong was shot and killed with an arrow.

In the distance, Mr. Miaoxuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, sighed in his heart, without raising his head, he held the Spring and Autumn Brush and wrote in the Qing History Book:

“In the tenth year of the Great World, eight thousand miles away from Xuesang City, The group of saints went out and wanted to kill Lin Xun, triggering a bloody battle that shocked the ancients and the modern.”

“During the battle, there were Wu Xiutong of the Golden Crow, Kuya of the Tongtian Sword Sect, Fazheng of the Tibetan Temple, and Gou Zhenshan of the Black Nightmare Tengu Clan. The saint fell and died under the power of Emperor Dao borrowed by Lin Xun, which triggered a vision of mourning in the sky.”

“I wanted to resolve the conflict, but I expected Lin Xun to kill this son, and it was irreversible. Thinking of this, I can only make a choice.”

“I only hope that this son will reproduce the style of the ancient sages in the future catastrophe and seek a future for the ancient wilderness.”

Writing this, Mr. Miao Xuan sighed softly and continued to write: “After , and the Myriad Beast Spirit Mountain Mo Kong has fallen…”

He looked into the field, and saw Lin Xun holding a wordless pagoda. He descended from the sky and smashed the blood of Xiahou of the Moon Worship Cult alive, his body exploded, and the picture was bloody.

He bowed his head, his expression was neither sad nor happy, his waist was straight, his pen swiftly walked, and he wrote in the Qing History Book: “Worship the moon to teach Xiahou blood, and then fell.”

In the distance, the war continued, and the world was in chaos.

And here, a history book, a spring and autumn pen, is recording all this.

Mr. Miaoxuan suddenly thought in his heart, if the sentient beings of later generations learned of this battle that was remembered in the history of history, what would they say?

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