774. Soul Banner·Generate Demons to Show Power

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

774. Soul Banner·Generate Demons to Show Power

Du Yeqing only had a little fingertip, and the deep dark purple light flowed, causing the five ghosts to suddenly condense in the air.

The scriptures spread on the table are automatically rustling without wind.

She looked quiet and calm, but there seemed to be a ferocious roaring face hidden under her face.

"I thought that the soul banner was buried and there would be no mistakes within ten thousand years, but unexpectedly, the Qianlong Feiyu had such an accident."

Kill the dragon's head, sacrifice to the great formation, and gain the Taoist soldiers.

It was such a good plan, but I didn't expect that the Blood Soul Banner had a master that day.

Du Yeqing sighed lightly, and the five ghosts in front of him were firmly bound by the black and purple rune chains, and were stalked into the ghost body, becoming slaves, and then quietly merged into the void, following her wishes, escaped from afar, and became her eyes and ears.

After this, her face became a little pale, and she looked like a cold jade.

"Qinghe Gu Family, hehe..."

Du Yeqing's neck was imprinted with a glorious light, and the top was inlaid with bright pearls, bringing out her shadow and hanging on the stone wall of the cave, like a spike, with wings on the back.

...

Cangshan is covered with snow, and the mountains collapse and waves are surging.

The four extraordinary Dharma bodies are mixed together, with bright spiritual light and supernatural powers.

Pei Xihe is a celestial immortal in the third realm, and his magic power is far beyond that in the same realm. Then, with the blessing of the Dharma body, the true dragon changed its first, and now it is even more powerful.

The true body of Dharma Image holds a huge sky light blade and slashes it down with one knife. The mystery of "The Last Yiyuan Sword" is all in it, and Gu Zishang's Taotie Dharma Body is inseparable.

The eight ink dragons gushed upwards, like maggots attached to bones. Even if the evil spirits rolled, they were all dissolved away, turning into their own strength, and even entangled.

Gu Zishang showed fear and surprise on his face, while Pei Xihe secretly praised him.

The true dragon's magic power is based on the theory of "Lingzi" and divides everything in the world into the simplest. Even though Gu Zishang's evil magic power is strange and pure, it is also constructed by countless tiny "Lingzi".

This is why "Xuanlong Rongtian Technique" can restrain most of the magical channels in the world!

Pei Xihe won a few points in a fight with one sword. Song Qingge was overjoyed and thought that he could only give the wrong name, not the wrong nickname, Zhao Da Heima!

She pinched her hands and recited the mantras, and even though she merged into one with the woman's Dharma body, "rock candy" and "hawthorn" also flew into the two-color long sword under the Dharma body.

"Ice flames are twins, and yin and yang are reversed."

The reciting sound is low, the Dharma body swings the sword, the mysterious heaven is formed, and the sky is drifting in the sky.

Taoist techniques and magical powers are all integrated into this sword. Every snow spot is stained with red flames, turning into flying swords all over the sky, and fighting towards the Taotie Dharma body!

And the man had lost his rationality, but he could see that this was the best time.

Gu Zishang was shocked by the domineering power of the merging technique. The sheep body transformed by the white bones was melted by the Youlong Mo Ming, and he was still trying his best to deal with it.

The male cultivator cut his forehead and took three drops of essence and blood as a sacrifice. He asked the blood of the magic body to stain the sky with his gun, and the evil spirit soared into the sky, like the Martial God of Pojun, and came bravely!

Gu Zishang's head hanging in the air was trembling with blood and his heart was shocked.

However, the golden flames rolled, the long swords slashed, the flying swords were flying all over the sky, and the spears were stabbed straight, fighting against three, making it really difficult for him to break the deadlock.

Bang!

The silent world suddenly burst into an explosion.

Blood stained the sky, and the broken bones fell into the snow-covered mountains.

"hiss."

Song Qingge's eyes widened and his heart became even colder.

Like their ordinary Dharma bodies, they are all pure breaths of energy that originally transformed from the fairyland, and then they are melted with magic power throughout their bodies, shaping the prototype, constantly nourishing them, and then choosing rare treasures in the world to forge their divine power.

And this Dharma body of Gu Zishang was all made of lush white bones!

These falling bones mean that how many creatures have become the material for his practice?

Pei Xihe transformed away from the Dharma body, and his eyes also burst into coldness.

She pinched her fingers with her right hand, and her magic tricks urged her to open a Tianhuo Eye from her eyebrows.

"Rimble."

The truth was settled, and a large piece of burning flames surged out of the pupils, like a falling star, falling on the surface of the earth, melting the cold snow, and burning all the bones into nothingness, so that the remaining resentful souls can be transcended.

Taotie's Dharma body was broken and suddenly failed. The white bones she had originally constructed were no longer as tough as they were at the beginning, and were invincible with water and fire. Therefore, she used one or two percent of magic power to promote this matter.

"call."

The male cultivator gasped, his eyes were blank and sad, and he fell into a place in panic, restraining his corpse for the Taoist partner.

Song Qingge also took over his Dharma body and landed gracefully beside Pei Xihe, smiling and hehe.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you are really this."

She gave a thumbs up, smiled earnestly, and then suddenly frowned.

"Now that we are three of us killing this beast together, how can we divide the 500,000 immortal crystals?"

Pei Xihe's eyes remained unchanged, and the corners of his lips curled up and smiled slightly.

"No, it's you and me."

A bright white moon hangs behind her. It was because the previous battle was completed, but it was not included in her body.

The clear light was like cold jade, turning into a long white chain, sweeping towards the male cub in a rapid manner. In a flash, it tightly bound it and suppressed its magic power.

Although this person is in the seventh realm, he used secret techniques to kill the enemy before, which was extremely costly, so he could easily break free this time.

"My fellow Taoist, what do you want to do!"

Pei Xihe's golden eyes were as deep as the ice in winter, and he could feel the coldness.

"What are you pretending, taking advantage of the moment when this male cultivator's heart is so heartbroken that his soul is unstable, his remnant soul stole into it, intending to take over the body."

"Gu Zishang."

The evil cultivator's method, she had slashed Mu Sheng, who specialized in ghosts from the Holy Demon Realm. She had already experienced it, how could she not prepare?

A kind of demonic power can explore the subtle, understand the truth and falsehood, and can naturally perceive that strange soul fluctuation.

Gu Zishang Li felt that he was unable to defeat and was in a deadlock, so he took away 70% of the magic power from his Dharma body, gave up his flesh and blood, split his soul, and died as if he had done something.

He had used the "blood exchange" technique before, and he was about to eliminate Gu's bloodline and soul imprint. In this way, if he swallowed the soul of the male cultivator, he could use this body to truly break free from the bloodline constraints.

A good plan.

The man cuckolded his eyes and his eyes turned blood red, looking directly at Pei Xihe.

"What a little lady, she's so keen."

This male cultivator was born rough and handsome, but now he smiled coldly and evilly.

Song Qingge was shocked. If he had really been trampled on by him, the situation would naturally become more and more unbearable.

I thought to myself that this time it was a good thing that fellow Daoist Zhao had come here, otherwise I would be afraid that it would be difficult to support myself by relying on myself alone.

The "male cultivator" was bound by Qingyue's chains, tilted his head slightly, and looked like he was not in a hurry.

"So, are you going to kill me? Now that I have taken over this body halfway, if I die, I will also take this male cultivator to bury him? Aren't you going to Daqian together? I heard from this male cultivator and his Taoist partner before, and it seems that he was from Jingji Academy?"

Song Qingge was stunned. Jing Ji and Taixue were both royal palaces. Such a man died of self-cultivation, but he was afraid that the trouble would be bad, and it would inevitably increase one or two frictions.

Just as she was about to speak, she took the person back to the royal city and handed it over to the school officials for disposal, she saw "Zhao Fuxi" take a step and sneered.

"Do you really think you're sure to win?"

Pei Xihe's eyes were filled with strange luster, which made this person feel distracting thoughts, and the three corpses were in trouble.

Then she raised her right hand, and the three-color halos flashed at her fingertips, which intertwine into a line, and suddenly rushed into the Niwan Palace of the male cultivator.

The seven emotions and six desires and demon threads!

【A brief discussion】

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