Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

But what they didn't expect was that he actually controlled the power of time and space.

You must know that this is the power of rules that is difficult for even saints to understand. It requires great talent and dedication. Obviously, in the moment just now, it was not that Shakya's movements were fast, but that he had surpassed the normal speed. category!

They were all slowed down!

Seeing the deep hole in the center of the clouds in front of them, the gods in heaven immediately cheered.

"Finally got rid of that kid! Let's see if anyone dares to come to heaven to cause trouble!"

"Now there is no obstacle to the journey to the west..."

"Buddha is still very powerful! His attack is a sure kill!"

However, contrary to the performance of those gods, the quasi-sage's expression was extremely gloomy.

They didn't even feel Lin Chuan's presence at all!

You know, even if he died, it was absolutely impossible for Lin Chuan to die so simply without leaving even a trace.

But this is what happened now. Lin Chuan seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before.

"this……"

Taishang Laojun wandered around for a week, and then looked at Sakyamuni. Sakyamuni also had a heavy look on his face and spoke.

"Don't take it lightly, he's still here."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions fell. The Jade Emperor's lips moved for a long time. Just when he was about to say something, a voice sounded from behind everyone.

"Qiankun Jue!"

"The power of the four images!"

A graceful figure in white appeared on the spot, and with linked fingers, the spiritual energy in the surrounding void continued to surge, turning into a square cage in the blink of an eye, trapping everyone inside.

The phantoms of the four divine beasts immediately appeared in the sky above the four quasi-sages.

"Tian Yan Sword Technique! Heaven's Sword!"

The sword light streaked across the sky, but the eyes of the dark figure were shining brightly. The sword in his hand almost became a straight line, and he swung it towards the four quasi-sages in the center. Everyone felt the great pressure.

"Roar!"

Along with a roar, the chaotic clone with negative emotions also appeared in the center of the formation.

Looking at Lin Chuan's three clones and then at the formation that enveloped them, everyone was in a state of confusion.

Immediately, Sakyamuni lost his reserve and shouted to the three people.

"Let's attack the core of the formation together! Laojun, please calculate the core of the formation!"

As soon as they finished speaking, rays of spiritual light began to flow around them. Except for Taishang Laojun, the other three people were full of aura, obviously charging up their own spells.

Taishang Laojun was dancing wildly with his fly whisk, and he was still pinching his other hand, as if he was calculating something.

"Right in the center! That shadow is the core of this formation!"

A full dozen seconds passed before Taishang Laojun suddenly shouted.

And the phantom he was talking about was Lin Chuan's third clone, the demon clone!

At this time, after being blessed by the formation, his whole body was filled with a violent aura. When he stepped on it, circles of ripples were stirred up in the air.

At the same time, the sword energy bred by Lin Chuan's sword clone was also slashed out at the same time, crushing them towards them.

"Let's go together!"

Shakya and the others were fierce at the same time, and rushed towards Lin Chuan's demon clone, but before they could get close, a strong oppressive force pressed on them.

"Roar!"

The final collision broke out in this roar.

Lin Chuan, as the protagonist of this incident, sat in the clouds and looked down below with an indifferent expression.

The strength of these quasi-sages is indeed not weak, but he is the one who caused the Thunder Dragon Tribulation. It is definitely not that simple to challenge the saints, and he is using his clones to fight them to hide some of his own strength. .

You know, there must be a lot of strength paying attention to this place. If he exposes anything, especially the innate spiritual treasure, he will definitely be chased by all the saints!

After the smoke dissipated, Lin Chuan jumped down without even looking, and walked to Sakyamuni step by step.

Now these four quasi-sages don't have any airs. They are all lying on the ground, covered with scars.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out. Shakya raised his head with difficulty and grabbed Lin Chuan's robe.

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"You...won...but that monkey is the one chosen by Heaven...you...ahem...you can't take him away..."

Lin Chuan kicked Shakya's hand aside, squatted down and said.

"Since you want to make a bet with me, why can't you bear the consequences?"

Shakya paused, knowing clearly that he was in the wrong, but he was still stubborn.

"Have you ever thought about how serious the consequences would be if Sun Wukong was taken away? That's Journey to the West! I don't know how many great powers have been planning this for a long time. You can gain merit from it, but if you want to ruin it, , no one will let you go!”

Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed, and then he put the Longyuan Sword on Sakyamuni's neck and spoke coldly.

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"Oh? Are you threatening me?"

Hearing this, Sakyamuni quickly shook his head and opened his mouth to explain.

"Absolutely not! You should have learned some inside information..."

Before he finished speaking, Sakyamuni turned around, glanced at Lin Chuan, and motioned for him to look at the sky.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Chuan immediately felt a great pressure. Lin Chuan had been exposed to this familiar aura twice.

One time was the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of the Demon Realm in the Fairy Sword World. They were half of the will of the world respectively. Although they were powerful, they were not the masters of the world.

As for the King of Ghost Realm he met in the main world, Lin Chuan had come into contact with the most complete will of the world, which was almost perfect. It gave him the feeling that it was almost close to a transcendent existence.