"Old Monk Mingyue, where are you running away?" With the roar of the wine Taoist, the thunder sword map turned into thousands of rays of lightning and lightning, and rushed into a ball of black air. Unexpectedly, the black air shook and released a pagoda three hundred and thirty feet high, hanging treasure garlands and golden lings hanging on the eaves; the yellow light scattered out in circles, which seemed inconspicuous, but the sword light disappeared at the touch and turned into spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black gas turned into a white-faced old monk. He smiled and pointed his hand. The pagoda swung and flew over the sky. A huge suction force suddenly rose from the bottom of the tower, covering the head of the Jiudaoist, allowing him to rush left and right, but he was still inseparable from the square inch.

"This is the golden tower of the demon subduing monk of the Yellow-Browed Monk a thousand years ago! How could it be in your hands!" The Yellow-Browed Monk was a great master of the previous generation. It is said that he had achieved the right result five hundred years ago. This golden tower was originally his magic weapon for demon subduing. It was made of thousands of years of brass sacrifices and refining. It was washed by thunder and fire, and then washed by the golden liquid made of relics. On the day of the treasure, all evil people avoided it. It was a first-class spiritual treasure. I didn't expect it to fall on Zen Master Mingyue to help the evil.

"Do not!" Seeing that Tianlongzi's soul broke away from his body, turned into a ball of fluid and merged into the demon-subduing sword. He threw it up. A giant dragon raised his head and fell from the sky. The human sword was united, biting the golden tower with one mouth, and pulling it outwards. Zen Master Mingyue sneered twice, and his old hand tucked it out, and released the evil spirit blocking light that had been hard for many years, turning into a training game, covering Tianlongzi's body. With his left hand raised, he was hit by thousands of cold white flames, like a falling star, which was the aftermath. No matter whether it was good or evil nearby, it would be either dead or injured.

The Taoist of the Wine is worthy of being the Taoist of the Wine. At the critical moment, when he held his hands, a bronze giant sword appeared out of thin air in the sky. It was the secret method in the ancient sword scripture "Gourd Skill" - the Red Copper Yuangang Method. The energy of gold and iron is used for one's own use, penetrated the clouds and hit the golden tower. The sound was like a heavy hammer, resounding for thousands of miles. Tianlongzi swung his head, and the golden tower weighing tens of millions of pounds was thrown away and fell to Zen Master Mingyue.

The three of them fought in this way, with rabbits rising and falling, like lightning, but their magic power was strong and the aftermath was tens of miles away. It was extremely difficult for others to get close to each other, let alone help. Zen Master Mingyue pointed again, and the fierce golden tower stopped in the air, turning into a three-foot-sized size and landing in his palm.

When Tianlongzi saw that his body was almost destroyed, he immediately became angry and did not hold back. The Taoist robe left his body, grew in the wind, stretched hundreds of thousands of feet long, and wrapped it on his body. The robe was originally named Hunyuan Zhongqi Chamber, which was made of thousands of years of silk and was made of Taoist magical powers. Even the invisible and intangible thing like the soul could be trapped for a while.

Zen Master Mingyue was also aware of the goods, and his face became serious. He quickly turned away his two fingers, twitched his eyes, silently chanting the secret spell, casting the method of disintegrating the demon, turning into two identical bodies, flying left and right, but he hid in the air and disappeared. The Hunyuan final qi trap came very quickly, and it wrapped around one of the bodies, stirred up the momentum, and turned into a ball of essence and dissipated. But the remaining momentum did not diminish, and then swept into the air, forcing him to run around and hide, in a mess.

All three knew that in terms of Taoism alone, Zen Master Mingyue was higher than the two in front of him. He had already passed the second heavenly tribulation hundreds of years ago. However, only in terms of fighting, the Jiu Taoist and Tianlongzi could barely suppress it. In the midst of anxiety, a blue light suddenly flashed from the nine heavens. It seemed inconspicuous, but when it swept head-on, the Zen Master screamed and fell to the ground, as if he could use any magical power. As for the Demon-Subduing Golden Tower, it was just caught by Tianlongzi and hidden in his sleeves.

"The mysterious light of Taiqing Xuanmiao Tianfu!"

"Senior brother in charge."

The green light rose and shrank, but turned into an old man with white beards. It was Ai Ruzhen, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect and one of the decent leaders. Of course, at this moment, he was distracted and traveled, but his true body was not here.

"Zheng Ai! You don't have any face, you've actually attacked me." The sound of Zen Master Mingyue gritting his teeth came from below.

"Haha, I'm polite." Ai Ru's real skin was moving and she laughed dryly, obviously not caring about her sarcasm.

"Zen Master, you can be considered as one person in this sect, and above ten thousand people, and your status is so noble. Naturally, my senior brother comes to invite him in person to show sincerity." The wine Taoist took a sip of wine and sneered.

"The situation is over, why not decline quickly!"

"Hmph! What do you know about the master's plan?!" Zen Master Mingyue let out a wolf howl, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and released the soul magic image. As the demon fire rolled, a black sun rose in the sky, sprinkling endless black light. This is the essence of the old demon's black green soul - the black evil silk. It is composed of the mixed ghost breath of the underworld and its own demonic energy. No matter the depth of the Taoist practice, as long as it is still an mortal fetus, it will not be able to touch it. This demon monk is fighting for hundreds of years of cultivation!

"Master, things may change. I am ordered by the commander of the sect. Please withdraw first." Li Qiong'er stood in front of the holy monk in his voice, and said without changing his expression. Hearing this, dozens of novice monks from all over the place whispered to each other, and was unbelievable.

"Amitabha, what does the female donor mean? You must know that in just a moment, the old monk can suppress the great ghost donor and take it back to the temple." The withered old monk said inexplicably. Not far away, a thousand-foot-foot-foot-foot-like evil ghost was constantly struggling, and the nearby monks and nuns kept chanting scriptures, and Buddha lights tied it up like chains, and a huge cymbal was covering it. Whenever the old ghost wanted to use the magic to escape, the cymbal would make a loud noise, shooting a ray of light to stabilize its original spirit.

"Don't the master believe me?" Li Qiong'er looked unhappy.

"Can……"

"Hejian Mingdao is about to explode. The demon head Lu, the naked sect, is about to use his magic skills to reverse the world and suppress a world; and to subdue an evil ghost, which is more important than?"

"The female donor is serious about this? Then Lu Qingyan is here?" This sound was terrifying.

"When you arrive at the head, you can tell the truth or the false."

The Buddhist mustard seed trapping array places the Great Ghost Real Man, one of the seven elders of the naked sect, here, but with his repeated collisions, the seal gradually faded and sooner or later it will be run away. It is just because the people in charge, these monks believed their words and left for the time being. If you have this opportunity next time, I am afraid that I will not know when I will wait.

Li Qionger is so rare that she is lost. Is she really doing what she does? Just by her one-sided words from a fellow student who has not seen for more than 20 years, she doesn't even know. After pulling her hair in front of her forehead, she drove away her thoughts from her mind. Some fellow practitioners have never told her that the leader of the sect has no future and reported that this road seems to be coming from home to the end!

"Master Lu, this formation is really as you said. Can you avoid the infinite Buddha light in the sky and the earth, giving me a chance to escape?"

In the huge Buddha where a group of heretics were located, they were frightened to use the method of crystal shadow to peek at the situation on the scene. There were many people of the souls. The momentum of the Orthodox Church was determined. They were just invited to attend the Heavenly Magic Conference and did not want to get involved in the muddy waters of the dispute between good and evil, at least not in the clear situation.

"Master Lu, I'm bluntly saying that your body is just a magic manifestation, and your true body is not here. The qi of the yellow spring was swelling before, and my heavenly eyes were not able to tell. Now, do you have any other intentions?" The old Taoist of Lingjiu, the Shuifeng Mountain Narcissus Valley, squinted his eyes, and the gray light shone straight three feet away. His original body was the old wine attained the Tao, and his bird's eyes were particularly strange. He also spent the first heavenly tribulation a hundred years ago. At this Dharma Assembly, he was about to listen to the Demon Sutra to understand the principles of the external incarnation. Unexpectedly, he was pulled in for no reason. In this situation, even he was in danger of falling, so he had to be cautious.

As soon as these words were said, several other left-minded masters with profound Taoism also spoke to help. They were used to being free and easy, and they cared about their lives the most. If they had any disagreement, they would leave the naked people and escape together.

Lu Qingyan sneered in her heart, but her face remained silent, saying, "You tell me why my true body is not here? It's very simple. I was trapped in the Sun and Moon Palace by a group of decent pseudo-men. If I was still there, how dare the two sects of the Little Leiyin Temple be so rampant? The seven great soul elders under my palace have fallen, and there are countless disciples who sacrificed their lives. For the sake of this plan, I can only sacrifice this unfinished ancient magic weapon, the Saint Buddha, and then use this treasure to block the Buddha's light. Even if the people in the decent sect join in, they will not be able to break the treasure for a moment. This time is enough for us to escape; or if you beg for mercy to the group of bulls, maybe they will beg for mercy and let you go?"

A group of evil demons and heretics looked at each other without saying a word, and finally had to settle it. They sat cross-legged and penetrated the true energy into the complicated array diagram according to Lu Qingyan. After a while, the dark lights stretched and contracted from the body of the Buddha. At the same time, the array pattern restrictions in the body of the Buddha became more and more complete.

Suddenly, some juniors felt that the essence and magic power in their bodies were taken away by the formation, and then they became frightened-

"Master, my life span is greatly reduced-"

"You can't move even if you move!!"

"Help--"

Lu Qingyan chuckled, the phoenix hairpin was so soft that it was so charming that it was indescribable!

"Master Lu, what the hell are you doing!!"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious," Lu Qingyan returned to the master seat with a smile. "Some of you are old seniors who have been practicing for many years. Have you ever heard of the Blood Sacrifice saying that in ancient Qi practitioners refining weapons, doing the way of heaven, and being envied by heaven, they must sacrifice blood to the heaven to obtain heaven. If I want to be successful, I must obtain 365 people with abundant essence and profound Taoism to forge their souls."

"Lu Qingyan, you--" Before one of them finished speaking, a suction suddenly came from his hands. In less than a cup of tea, he was sucked into skin and bones, his eyes were dull and he had no words anymore.

The other left-minded people wanted to repent, but it was too late. They were masters of the Yuanshen. They wanted to give up their physical body, but they escaped with the Yuanshen. A strange force caused them to be unable to succeed, and they would wait for death like killing a pig and bleeding.

"You must die a bad death in Fairy Lü!"

"I wish to worship you as my master, just to save my life-"

There were filthy words and endless calls for mercy. If it weren't for such a crisis, how could so many seekers could have deceived them to sacrifice their lives? One mummy after another was formed. A rough estimate was that there were no less than hundreds, and the thick blood and vitality filled it, which made Demon Lu even more excited.

"It's soon! It's soon!"
Chapter completed!