"It's Jin Fan …" Someone on the second floor exclaimed as he recognized Jin Fan.
"Jin Fan from the Flame Dragon Sect?"
"Yes, it's him!"
"Heavens! Who's so strong? How did he beat Jin Fan up? "
Cries of surprise rang out one after another. Everyone's faces were filled with shock.
"Ah!"
Jin Fan got up from the ground and roared angrily.
He had been beaten up from the third floor to the second floor. He had never suffered such a loss before. He was furious and jumped up to the third floor.
Many people saw Jin Fan's twisted face and knew that he was completely enraged.
"Boy, you're strong! You're already qualified for me to use the spirit I've comprehended. "
Jin Fan smiled ferociously.
"Spirit … Is Jin Fan going to use his spirit?"
"Hurry up and move back! Jin Fan's spirit is a very strange spirit. If you get too close, you might become his slave!"
The cultivators who were watching seemed to know what Jin Fan's spirit was. When they heard that Jin Fan was going to use his spirit, they quickly backed off, their faces pale.
Lin Feng was very surprised. What was Jin Fan's spirit?
Lin Feng glanced at Wang Hu and the others and said, "Help Mo Yuning and the others up. You guys step back."
"Yes, sir!" Wang Hu was reluctant, but he wouldn't disobey Lin Feng. He waved his hand and helped Mo Yuning, Liu Ge, and Ma Yong up. They were all injured.
Wu Xiuer was still trembling. She was worried that if Lin Feng couldn't stop these people, she wouldn't have a good ending.
"Hmph!"
When they saw them, many disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect snorted coldly. They thought Wu Xiuer and the others were useless, but they still mocked and ridiculed Lin Feng and caused trouble. If it hadn't been for them, the party would have been a happy one.
Now that things had turned out this way, it was hard to say whether they would be able to leave Northern Wasteland City safely.
After all, their opponents were the local tyrants of Northern Wasteland City.
…
"Merciful and merciful, infinite moke."
At this moment, Jin Fan began to activate the "spirit" that he had mastered.
The surface of Jin Fan's body shone with a dazzling golden light.
"Buddha's light …" Lin Feng was shocked.
That golden light was actually Buddhist light.
"That's right, it's the Buddha's Light. When I was seven years old, I was enlightened by an old monk and obtained an opportunity to cultivate the secret techniques of the Buddhist Sect. Later on, I comprehended the Infinite Moke and murmured Amitabha!"
Jin Fan suddenly put his palms together and sat down cross-legged. Buddhist light enveloped his body, making him look like an enlightened monk.
Lin Feng frowned and looked at Jin Fan. He didn't know what Jin Fan was thinking.
However, Lin Feng guessed that it had something to do with Buddha.
Suddenly, golden light burst out from Jin Fan's body.
The golden light intertwined in the void and condensed into a golden Celestial Body.
An old monk wearing a golden kasaya appeared in Lin Feng's line of sight.
"Benefactor, your murderous intent is too strong. Amitabha. Benefactor, please put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha."
The old monk put his palms together and golden Buddha's Light surged out. The old monk was like the incarnation of Buddha. His words were like the words of the Great Path of Heaven and Earth.
"I'm willing to convert to Buddhism."
Some people who were closer to Jin Fan actually sat down cross-legged and put their palms together. They looked pious, as if they had seen through the world of mortals and wanted to become monks.
When they saw this, many people paled and hurriedly retreated.
"Ah, I want to convert to Buddhism too!" Some of the Blue Cloud Sect's disciples even looked pious, wanting to convert.
Lin Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Get out of here! Don't come any closer!"
Shi Weizhu and the others turned pale. Wang Hu didn't hesitate and knocked out a few of the affected disciples. Then, he destroyed one of the walls of the pavilion and retreated from the side.
"So he wants to enslave other people's souls. Aren't Buddhas kind? Why would he do something so infuriating? "
Lin Feng looked coldly at Jin Fan.
He could sense a strange energy invading his spiritual world, trying to enslave his soul.
This was the so-called "Great Mercy, Infinite Moke"!
It was a strange "spirit".
However, Lin Feng couldn't see any so-called mercy from this "spirit". Instead, he felt endless evil.
Even if he killed someone, his body and Dao would vanish, and everything would return to nothingness.
It was still much kinder than controlling someone's soul and enslaving them.
Lin Feng was enslaved, and his life was worse than death.
…
"Amitabha. Good, good. Benefactor, your demonic thoughts are deep, and the sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and the shore is at hand."
The old monk continued to put his palms together, looking merciful.
Lin Feng became a great demon after a few words from the old monk.
An even more terrifying energy surged out and enveloped Lin Feng, trying to enslave his soul.
Many people watched this scene with pale faces.
Everyone's heart was filled with fear.
The unknown was the most terrifying, just like what was happening before their eyes.
This kind of "spirit" that could enslave other people's souls.
Lin Feng walked towards Jin Fan step by step.
Many people were shocked to see Lin Feng take the initiative to rush towards Jin Fan.
"Is that kid crazy? The closer he gets to Jin Fan, the stronger the soul-enslaving power becomes. Does he want to be enslaved? "
"He's crazy. He must be completely crazy. That kid will definitely be enslaved by Jin Fan and become his soul."
Many people were shouting.
However, they soon realized that Lin Feng wasn't being enslaved. Instead, he had arrived beside Jin Fan.
"Did he manage to resist the power that enslaved the souls of others?" Many people were shocked. How had he resisted such a terrifying power?
These people naturally didn't know how powerful Lin Feng's soul was. Resisting Jin Fan's attack wasn't a simple matter.
"You …"
Jin Fan's expression changed when he saw Lin Feng arrive beside him.
"You want to enslave me? You're courting death!"
Lin Feng sneered and threw a punch at Jin Fan.
Bang!
The punch landed heavily on Jin Fan's chest.
Crack, crack.
Jin Fan's chest caved in, and he coughed up blood.
Lin Feng raised his foot and threw a kick at Jin Fan. Jin Fan's body was about to be crushed.
Suddenly, a furious shout rang out.
"Bastard, you're courting death!"
Bang!
The door of a private room exploded, and an old man rushed out, sending a palm strike at Lin Feng.
The terrifying aura felt like it could destroy heaven and earth.
Many people's souls trembled when they sensed the old man's aura.
"A Yin-Yang Realm expert!"
Many cultivators cried out in shock.
If a Yin-Yang Realm expert attacked, wouldn't that Blue Cloud Sect disciple die without a doubt?
Everyone looked at Lin Feng.
They had the impression that Lin Feng was going to be killed by the old man of the Yin Yang layer.
"There's a blade in my heart."
Facing the old man's attack, Lin Feng stepped forward and raised his right hand. With a light wave, a hundred-meter-long blade condensed and shot towards the old man.
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