Chapter 240 Plot

On the fifth floor of Baoyan Pagoda, the lights illuminated. Monk Yixin's face was quiet and the Buddha's name he was chanting seemed to be echoing in the pagoda. In front of him, Monk Zhengyan sat upright with his head down, his breath was faint, and he was still completely silent.

However, on the floor in front of Zheng Yan, there was a flash of golden light afterwards. Before the dissipation was clear, the atmosphere was still slightly fluctuating. Before this sign completely disappeared, the turbid sound finally came out:

"Thief Monk, what do you want to do!"

Zhili's voice was almost crazy. He never expected that Monk Isin would do such a thing: Has this guy forgotten the secret method in the hands of the king that made him live forever?

The monk did not get too entangled with him, but said calmly: "Master Zhili did not provoke me and was trapped in a desperate situation. I had to use the master's demon body to survive in death...moo!"

As he sniffed out the truth, all the strange phenomena in the tower disappeared, and even Zhili's screams disappeared deep in the void. Monk Isin sighed softly: "Although the technique of immortality is good, you must always enjoy your life."

"If I had known this, why should I have been there!"

Leng Che's voice came from outside. At this moment, the sound of wind chimes outside the tower started, and the sound of ding winter sounded halfway through the sound of the ding-winter, and a hissing roared over everything. With a bang, half of the walls on the five-story pagoda were shattered, and the night wind poured in, and the inside was filled with cold air, blowing out the eternal lights in the tower.

Monk Yixin raised his head and saw He Qing standing in the night sky with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and his face was like a needle.

At the same time, the night sky outside the tower was illuminated by various magical instruments and treasures. He Qing's appearance was a signal. The three other sects of the Cliff City who were waiting early, such as Shi Song, Hu Dan, Dong Shan, etc., all of them came here to distribute the surroundings of the pagoda. Dozens of other god-savvy monks led their troops on the outside and completely controlled the monks in the temple.

Such a scene is like a net of heaven and earth. Any monk in Huandan will be overwhelmed when he sees it.

But Monk Yixin was different. Faced with such drastic changes, what he did was to ritualize He Qing: "He Xian always had a bright understanding. Although the art of immortality must be enjoyed by life, it is not a disciple of a famous sect. How can he take it if he doesn't fight for his life? The ruthlessness of the world and the cruelty of the heavens are nothing more than this."

"The monk is a sensible person."

This was Yu Ci muttering afterwards. He thought of his early experience, which attracted a glance from Gan Shizhen next to him. Yu Ci also looked back and wanted to ask a question, but his mouth opened and he didn't say anything after all.

At this time, dozens of gazes outside the Baoyan Pagoda were staring at Isin. Some people are still shocked by the established things, but the facts are in front of them, so there is no need to think too much. They just need to end the matter tonight according to the established arrangements!

Although he is the well-deserved leader of the operation tonight, He Qing has no idea of ​​pretending to be a lie. She has long locked Monk Isin with her energy, and transformed Fatian Jue into the void, and could gather qi to form and hold the target at any time. And she did take action. She has a consistent philosophy of the empirical department. She does not talk about false articles, and the result is the first. Everything else can be kept until the monk is captured!

After Monk Yixin said his feelings, Baoyan Pagoda shook suddenly. In just a moment, countless cracks were blooming on the body of the brick and wood, and the energy on all sides gathered. At this time, He Qingfang sneered:

"Monk, let me see your life-threatening move."

Monk Yixin's expression remained unchanged, with his hands forming seals on his chest, and the monk's robe outside his body swelled up. From his feet, a ball of black flames rolled up and spread out, like a lotus flower. Under the "petals", the black flames were stranded like a living snake. They looked very strange. However, when people saw his appearance as cast iron, they did not move slightly in the face of the pressure from He Qing and other monk Bu Xu, and they couldn't help but feel that his mind was strong, from the inside out, like a huge rock, and it was difficult to shake.

"What a good military military king's law, it is indeed the magical power of protecting the Dharma in Buddhism!"

He Qing praised the sound of a man, and Fa Tianjue Lao tightened it. Yu Ci and others around him also felt their hearts twitching. Looking at the Baoyan Pagoda, it was about to collapse. The eaves on the top of the tower were peeling off, and the carvings and decorations on the outside were also broken. The seven-layer pagoda was about to collapse in a blink of an eye.

Yu Ci glanced at him and saw the monk Zhengyan beside Yi Xin, and his brows were slightly frowned, but he had no reason to let He Qing stop at this time.

But at this moment, the golden light in front of everyone was shining, and another layer of black tide suddenly came in the sky, which was flooded, and combined with the golden light in front, creating an extremely heavy black gold color. It seemed like an iron plate, pressing down on the head!

Even though they knew that it was mostly hallucinations, the monks in the field still couldn't help but raise their energy to fight each other. At this moment, people realized that something was wrong:

"The thief monk imprisons the external energy!"

I don’t know who shouted out, but because at this moment, when people were raising their energy, the response of the external energy was obviously stagnant. Those present were experienced people, and they knew the reason. However, insulating the vital energy around them, except for the top cultivation of those top figures, most of them were still setting up a ban array in advance. Where did Monk Yixin get the opportunity?

"Tower List!"

This time, Gan Shizhen shouted lightly. Although the sound was not loud, it was arousing consciousness. Yu Ci looked up suddenly and saw that on the top of Baoyan Pagoda, as the large eaves tiles fell off, an object more than a foot high was finally revealed. At first glance, it was the spire of the tower, but it emitted a black golden light, which was heavy down, like a wheel or a cover, covering a hundred feet of space, directly covering the surrounding people with the highest cultivation level below.

"That's...the magic demon golden tower?"

Yu Ci still remembers this treasure that can compare with Xuanzhen Ningxu Pill, especially Monk Yixin once said that this pagoda was once a top-grade magic weapon for sacrificing the twelfth level of heaven, but because it has not been sacrificing for a long time, its quality has decreased slightly - it is really nonsense! If it is true, what is this situation now?

With a long "buzz" sound, the Baoyan Pagoda finally could not withstand the impact of internal and external forces. The roar collapsed. Monk Zhengyan was buried in the pile of rubble in an instant, not knowing whether to live or not. Monk Yixin was holding up the black flame lotus under his feet and the snake shadow, standing firmly in the void. Several feet above his head was the same magical demon golden tower. The tower still emitted black gold light, covering a hundred feet and thousands of feet. The power of the Dharma Heaven Juezhu that had bound him before, but for some reason, dissipated invisible.

He Qing was still calm and transformed with his divine will, but he had already learned about the surrounding situation after counting breaths.

No matter how Ixin deceived her before, the power of the illusion demon golden tower above her head was indeed unexpected. She could temporarily cut off her connection with the external energy, and in this way, she could destroy the power of the Dharma Heaven Juelao. But if the monk's methods were all this, it would be despised her for many years of practice!

Just as she was about to take action, she frowned slightly, and the figure of the monk Yixin in front of her was like a bubble, with a thumping sound, returning to nothingness. Only the magical demon tower was hanging alone in the sky, shining with light. He Qing wanted to turn around, but after a moment of thought, she stopped her eyes closed under the surprised eyes of people.

Yu Ci was surprised: "What's going on?"

"There is a magic array that operates invisible..."

Gan Shi really had a lighter voice. She started to want to move forward, but moved forward a few feet and stopped again: "The yin evil spirits entered and exited between the tangible and intangible, and evolved into thousands of times, but it had not yet been released. It is best not to touch it for the time being."

Yu Ci had never felt the existence of evil spirits before. After being reminded by Gan Shizhen, he narrowed his eyes and used the soul-observing Dharma eyes. He was about to see clearly, but a sudden change arises.

In the black golden light, strands of shady aura emanated, and the hissing sound spread across the void, like thousands of snakes scattering, falling into the ears, making people feel upset. On the other side, Shi Song glanced around his eyes and his eyes suddenly settled:

"Yin Demon transforms, be careful!"

This shout immediately attracted several Huandan monks around him to exert force, trying to kill the approaching Yin Demon.

"Stop!"

Yu Ci and Gan Shizhen stopped them at the same time. Gan Shizhen has excellent cultivation and is not afraid of demonic invasion. Yu Ci has not been confused by the soul-watching eyes and the purple smoke and warm jade. He also saw a deeper change with the flow, so he alerted: "He Xianchang, the one who exerted force here, is the evil pagoda! "

Shi Song and others were stunned. Looking at He Qing, who was still in a state of peace in the void, he saw that her dress was almost irresistible and shrank twice, eliminating the power of the impact. Fortunately, it was her, and she might die at the hands of her family!

"So this magical demon golden tower is so easy to use."

Monk Yixin's voice suddenly sounded, and his words were inexplicable, but soon people understood: "I really have to thank Zhili. It is also a Buxu-level demon in the Blood Prison Ghost Palace. It seems to be He Xianchang. Although he entered my cultivation world and his strength was damaged, his body of essence, blood, skin and flesh are still there, and he used it as a sacrifice. Although this "Phantom Demon Pagoda" is incompatible with my method, it can finally take a while."

Of course, the monk did not explain it to people with kindness. At this time, he was invisible and only his voice flowed in people's ears: "The Eighteen Yin Demon Wheel Rotating Formation is the lifelong gathering of the monk Guisha's life, and it evolved into the Eighteen Suffering He Di. Even if the method is not complete, it is still possible to trap He Xianchang for a moment and three moments. I just hope that the immortal will not forcefully break the formation, otherwise the three thousand Yin Demons collected in the tower will inevitably pour out and scattered around. At that time, the millions of civilians in the cliff city were their best food!"

"What a poisonous monk!"

Yu Ci spat, and he knew that Ixin's words could not be fully believed, but he felt that the so-called "Three Thousand Yin Demons" might not be false. No matter whether He Qing cares about the people in the city, since she is responsible for protecting the millions of people in the Cliff City, it is impossible to take risks at this time.

Monk Yixin's move did capture He Qing's weakness.

The difficulty of Monk Yixin, who has the highest cultivation level, has been reduced by more than ten times if he wants to escape?
Chapter completed!