Chapter 1793: : 9 petals purple purple lotus

With one enemy and two opponents, the opponents are two immortal powerhouses, and Fang Lin still has the upper hand. With such fighting power, there are already few people in the world.
　　
　　 It can be said that the current Fang Lin is already one of the strongest people in the contemporary human race.
　　
　　 Both young Taoists and Situ Ancestral Masters are masters of the indestructible early stage, and their cultivation is far superior to Fang Lin, but apart from cultivation in this respect, they are inferior to Fang Lin in other respects.
　　
　　 Naturally, it goes without saying that Fang Lin's true dragon's physique is so outrageously strong that even a young Taoist can improve his physique with yin and yang, and there is no way to rival Fang Lin.
　　
As for the strong breath, Fang Lin has eight ancient lamps of the flame as the background. The strong breath can be said to be continuous. With the power of the holy tree flooding the body, Fang Lin can almost fight tirelessly, whether it is with Consumption of entanglement, or physical confrontation, Fang Lin can be called powerful.
　　
　　 Situ ancestor saw Fang Lin so powerful, a little more dignified expression in his expression, a wave of aura came out of the body suddenly between waves.
　　
　　Confucianism is awesome Haotianzhang!
　　
　　 An ink palm print fell down from the sky dome, with the terrifying momentum that made all beings shudder, and pressed down towards Fang Lin.
　　
　　The power of this palm, even the elders of the longevity, could not bear it and would be crushed to death on the spot.
　　
　　 Not only that, the young Taoists pinched the printing tactics again, Lei Yun gathered, and awe-inspiring Yu Lei tactics came out.
　　
　　 "Come well!" Fang Lin was full of pride, and Qilin punched out, roaring with the ancient beast Qilin, and the fist seal and Qilin virtual shadow moved towards the vast sky at the same time.
　　
　　 Bang! ! !
　　
　　 In the next moment, the fists and palms collided, and Qilin Virtual Shadow burst out with amazing power, tearing the palm print directly, there was no way to fall on Fang Lin.
　　
　　 Situ Patriarch's expression remains the same. Although Haotian's palm is powerful, it is not difficult for Fang Lin's strength to block this palm.
　　
　　What he did was just to give the young Taoist the opportunity to show off the thunder tactic.
　　
Fang Lin’s greatest reliance is the true dragon physique, and the young Taoist and Situ Zuzu also understand that ordinary means are basically useless to each other, and only Daomen Lei Fa with the strongest destructive power can break Fang Lin’s Real dragon body.
　　
　　On the means of killing, neither Confucianism nor Buddhism has such a secret method as Daomen Leifa.
　　
　　 At this moment, Thunder Clouds gathered together, without giving Fang Lin any breathing time, a purple light crashed down like a giant sword of Purple Thunder, and was severely cut on Fang Lin's heavenly spirit.
　　
　　 This time, Fang Linru was hit hard, his figure fell down, his face looked pale, and his eyes also lost for a moment.
　　
　　 "Good opportunity!" Situ Ancestral said secretly in his mind, his figure appeared in front of Fang Lin, and a palm was firmly printed on Fang Lin's heart.
　　
　　 Fang Lin flew out, and there seemed to be blood on the corners of his mouth, but Situ Ancestral did not continue with the other Lin's shot, because Fang Lin's eyes had restored Qingming.
　　
　　 But at this time, the thunder and lightning fell again, just like the hands of heaven and man, and the purple thunder gathered into a giant fist print, which directly fell on Fang Lin's back.
　　
　　 Fang Lin's whole person was smashed into the sea water, and the flames that had been surging around him seemed to be dimmed.
　　
　　 "Thunder borrows water, and the power of Thunder is stronger!" said the youth road population, waving and waving, and thunder again.
　　
With a loud bang, a purple thunderbolt fell into the sea and chased Fang Lin under the sea. Everyone saw the sea water explode and Fang Lin fled uncomfortably out of the sea with blood stains on his body.
　　
"it is good!"
　　
　　 "This guy is finally going to swallow the bitter fruit!"
　　
　　 "I can't resist the way I do?"
　　
　　 "Kill him! Revenge for those who killed my three religions!"
　　
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Seeing that Fang Lin was beaten up so miserably, many people from both Confucianism and Taoism cheered, hoping that Fang Lin would be killed here. As long as Fang Lin died, the three religions would be equivalent to a major problem. There is no need to worry about Fang Lin in the future.
　　
"Where to go?" Situ ancestors shouted loudly, a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve, and he saw the picture spread out above the sky dome, and a beam of light fell down, trapping Fang Lin who wanted to escape. Among the beams of light.
　　
　　 Fang Lin kept bombarding the beam, but the beam was solid and abnormal, and Fang Lin could not rush out in a short time.
　　
　　 Boom! ! !
　　
　　 Another thunderbolt came towards Fang Lin, more powerful than the previous ones.
　　
　　 Fang Lin gritted his teeth, there was nowhere to hide under the shackles of the scroll, and he could only use his body to harden his regrets again.
　　
　　 saw the diffuse purple light spread out, submerging Fang Lin's entire body in the violent thunder tide, as if Fang Lin had been torn apart by countless fine lightning.
　　
　　 However, both Situ Patriarch and young Taoists can feel that Fang Lin's breath still exists, and has not weakened much.
　　
　　 "A good boy, who has suffered so many thunders, but can still live like a dragon!" Situ Laozu said, looking at Fang Lin drowned by thunder, a eager look appeared in his eyes.
　　
　　The young Taoist people seemed to see the thoughts of Situ Patriarch at the moment and shook them slightly, but they didn't say much.
　　
　　 Fang Lin was surrounded by violent thunder and lightning, just like the lone sail in the giant sea, it seemed to fall over at any time.
　　
　　 But Fang Lin's face, with a hint of non-existent smile, even though his face looks pale at the moment, blood still remains on the corner of his mouth.
　　
　　Only Fang Lin knows how much he enjoys all of this at the moment. The thunder of thunder strikes himself, and Fang Lin has reached the critical moment of breakthrough.
　　
"Since I want to install it, then I will pretend to be something better." Fang Lin thought, and then closed his eyes, the whole person fell to the bottom weakly, and the face was as ugly as gold paper, and the whole body was breathing. Just now, it was much weaker.
　　
　　 "He can't hold on, and he can take his life with two more lightnings~EbookFREE.me~ Seeing this scene, Situ Pao immediately told the young Taoist.
　　
　　The young Taoist nodded and flicked the dust twice in a row, and he saw that the power of two lightnings appeared at the same time, and they gathered in one place, forming an unprecedented huge lightning.
　　
　　 But then the huge thunderbolt continued to shrink and became the size of a baby’s head, but the terror contained in it was that even the scalp of the immortal strongman like Stuart was numb for a while.
　　
　　 Purple Thunder Lotus! Lotus opened nine petals!
　　
The young Taoist gasped slightly, not to mention that when he cast the Lei Fa, he began to be light and windy, but after all, Lei Fa is different from ordinary martial arts, but he only realized a certain degree of heaven and earth before he could exhibit it. It is very amazing for his own consumption. .
　　
　　 This nine-petal purple thunder lotus is already his most powerful form of thunder spell. After this trick, it would be very reluctant to condense thunder and lightning.
　　
　　 But the young Taoist believes that with the nine petals of the purple thunder lotus, it is enough to kill Fang Lin who was hit hard.
　　
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