Chapter 1861 Deadly Sniper

"Hurry up and kill him while he is sick, and don't give him any chance to breathe." There was chaos all around, and someone shouted loudly.

Pei Junlin was extremely calm at this time. Although he was besieged by the four masters, Pei Junlin's mind never panicked. Although these people were very powerful, Pei Junlin was not afraid.

At this time, Pei Junlin saw a resplendent and magnificent palace, and from that palace stood a general in golden armor, holding a Qinglong Yanyue knife.

General Jin Jia gave a loud shout to the long knife in his hand, and suddenly cut across an arc, rushing towards Pei Junlin's Bo Jinhui.

What means? Pei Junlin hadn't seen it before, but he knew that if he didn't fight back at this time, there would be no possibility of him surviving today.

Gently raising her palm, Pei Junlin stepped forward, and the surrounding space was turned into grids by her. The four masters were divided into four areas by Pei Junlin, and these four areas were not connected to each other. , separated by the breath of chaos in the middle.

This move can be said to be a bottom line. These four masters seem to be very powerful, mainly because they are connected with each other, and the four breaths are completely fused together to form an iron plate, forming a overwhelming momentum against Pei Junlin .

But seeing the golden armored warrior slashing towards him, as if he was about to kill him, the first method Pei Junlin did was not to dodge, but to divide the opponent.

There is no doubt that Pei Junlin's strategy is very correct. After the power of the four masters was separated by Pei Junlin, the surrounding momentum weakened a lot in an instant, and even the golden palace in the midair began to become nothingness .

Pei Junlin clenched his right fist, and suddenly faced the difficulties, his fist and the huge knife light slammed together and made a rumbling sound. The sound was like a dull thunder, which exploded in the dark clouds. The dull power and sense of explosion made one's heart tremble.

The violent forces collided together and made a whining sound, and the violent wind and rain of dead pigs recently poured down rain of blood one after another.

This is the first week of Pei Junlin's counterattack, and the horn of counterattack has already sounded. The dull sound of dead pigs makes the enemy feel terrified. Pei Junlin insists that Qingshan will not relax, and the first target he locked is Patriarch Xuantian.

Otherwise, the real Xuantian sect is that if the deity is here, Pei Junlin is not enough to see, and even one finger of the other party can be decided to be crushed to death, but this is only a part of the projection of Xuantian Patriarch, and his strength is limited.

So Pei Junlin aimed at this part of the projection of Patriarch Xuantian, and immediately launched a storm-like attack, and a mental storm surged out of his mind.

The spiritual power turned into a storm, enveloping Patriarch Xuantian. The palace was shattered by Pei Junlin's punch, and a burst of golden light exploded like a ball of fireworks.

While Pei Junlin was targeting the Xuantianzong style, the other three masters also started to use their power at the same time, trying to break through the restrictions set by Pei Junlin.

But they soon realized that they had underestimated the enemy. The methods used by Pei Junlin were not something they could break through with a single punch. Weak.

Pei Junlin divided the space into four areas at once, and the big masters were isolated, so that their strength could not be connected as one, and they were connected with each other, which made their aura much weaker at the same time.

One of Pei Junlin's hands was raised up and turned into a big black hand, and the big hand of the demon god who stirred the wind and rain was around, suppressing the world upside down.

In particular, while the spiritual power was entangled with Patriarch Xuantian, coupled with the power of Pei Junlin's Demon God's Claw, Patriarch Xuantian couldn't resist this ray of distraction in a short period of time.

There are strands of silk thread in the midair, drifting from the void, for this ray of distracting value power of Patriarch Xuantian, Pei Junlin knew that it must be the master Xuantianzong who was inside the Hanging Mountain and started to attack.

Now that he has already done something, Pei Junlin naturally doesn't have to be afraid of offending the other party. That sentence said that people have been offended, even if it is too late to stop now, the only thing they can do is to protect themselves and try to distance themselves from these four masters.

Of course, Pei Junlin's goal is not to destroy these four clones, because the opponent is just a mental imprint. No harm.

Sprinkling beans with one hand, and Pei Junlin really needs to use all the strength of his body to resist, which is a bit ridiculous. Although Pei Junlin is angry in his heart, there is nothing he can do. After all, his opponent is extremely powerful. With his current strength, he can It is not easy to sustain the siege of these four masters.

If Pei Junlin hadn't happened to be promoted to a saint-level powerhouse, he might have been strangled by his opponent long ago.

Along with the ray of distraction of Patriarch Xuantian suffered heavy injuries, the three masters of the other three major sections also became quiet again. Pei Junlin was delighted in his heart, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the four masters have found that they can't cause any harm to themselves, so now it seems that the medicine has subsided.

But soon Pei Junlin realized that his imagination was too simple. The achievements during this period did not mean that these old and cunning people would give in and regret it.

Those who can cultivate to Xuantianzong are the top masters at this level. Their minds are as firm as a rock, and they will never change their minds because of one or two things.

"Don't make things too simple. These people won't give up easily. You forget that they are a spiritual projection of spiritual power, and actual power is not their root at all." Jin Ye reminded Pei Junlin with a tone There are some foundations in it.

A flash of lightning flashed through Pei Junlin's mind, but just as Pei Junlin was about to turn around and immediately shut down his mind that God was the Whirling Pure Land, four forces suddenly rushed into the Whirling Pure Land in Pei Junlin's passage.

This whirling pure land is the era of Pei Junlin, and it is also the base camp for Pei Junlin to practice Buddhism. If these projections were really rushed into the pure land of mother-in-law, then Pei Junlin would have no secrets to speak of, so at the most critical moment, Pei Junlin directly closed the door to the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Pei Junlin's methods are always no match for these old foxes.

Accompanied by a piercing pain between his eyebrows, Pei Junlin knew that the door of his life experience had been opened, and these projections finally rushed in.

"Since we can't keep the enemy out, we can only close the door and beat the dog." Master Jin's voice came again.

Chaos Golden Dou began to circulate a wave of power, and the abundant and even heart radiated out, directly completely sealing the entire whirling pure land, cutting off all connections between these four projections and the outside world.

The light of chaos shrouded Pei Junlin's whole body. At this time, the Chaos Golden Dou was like a shield for Pei Junlin to devote himself to the Chaos Jindou incident, which had completely cut off the connection between the four projections and the outside world.

At that time, there was no longer any issue of secret leaks, because Pei Junlin had completely closed the Posuo Pure Land, which was equivalent to closing the door and beating the dog. The four projections were completely closed.

"Old Wu, help me hold two of them." Pei Junlin said to Qi Ling Lao Wu of Yuanhun Umbrella.

The spiritual strength of these four masters is different from that of ordinary people. With Pei Junlin's current strength, it is very difficult to stop these people. But at this time, Pei Junlin couldn't care too much. The four masters had already invaded his base camp and his core area.

At this time, Pei Junlin can retire from the army and can only fight with his back.

In the Pure Land of Posa, the image of Pei Junlin is a Buddha with a flash of light behind his head. A shimmering cassock made of genuine leather, it seems that Pei Junlin is an eminent monk, even Pei Junlin's earlobes are enlarged, far exceeding that of ordinary people, and his face looks extremely kind.

The feet of Pei Junlin Chiguo walking from the camera is the Buddha light of Niaoluo, and bursts of Buddha singing surround Pei Junlin, like a god descending from the earth.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some connections with Buddhism." The four figures still didn't show their true colors, obviously they didn't want to reveal their identities.

Those people were also taken aback when they saw Pei Junlin's appearance. Only some top experts knew about Buddhism, and ordinary practitioners hadn't heard of the word Buddhism for a long time.

"Why do you people fight against me? I ask myself, I have never offended you people." Pei Junlin's tone was calm, and when he spoke, it was like thunder rolling.

This is the Whirling World, and it is also Pei Junlin's base camp. Here he is fighting at home. It is a pity that although Pei Junlin's mental strength is very strong, he is still at a disadvantage when confronting the top masters of the four great masters.

"Pluto Sword Art." Among them, a black figure suddenly stretched out his hand, making handprints one by one in midair.

Then, Pei Junlin felt a magic knife condensed in the sky above the Pure Land. This knife is full of demonic energy and majestic, and it seems to completely defeat Pei Junlin's spiritual world. Pei Junlin was insane at the beginning, and has since become a mental patient.

After Pei Junlin saw this magic knife, if a master who was not afraid of delay made a move, he could definitely rely on it, but if these four masters made a move at the same time, the situation would be very complicated, and it was hard to say who would win in the end.

"It seems that we are going to tear our face apart completely. I hope you will not regret it today." Pei Junlin had an indifferent expression on his face.

There were strands drawn out of the magic knife, as if a hair had grown out of this dark, gloomy magic ice blade, giving people an extremely violent feeling.

A time ball appeared in Pei Junlin's ear. This is a magic knife. Breaking the supporting role, your spiritual world caused some of Pei Junlin's memory capsules to begin to shatter in mid-air.