Taoist chanting

Under the sun, seeing the reddish blood mist rising above the forest in the far distance, Youmeng grew hairy, wishing to turn around and run away as far as he could. The "magic domain" within ten miles.

No matter how shallow the domain was, it also added countless variables to this demon killing operation.

He is plotting against the devil, or maybe the devil is plotting against everyone?

In the middle of the game, some things think they can see clearly, but in fact they fall into the obsession of "authority obsession" and don't know it.

His original confidence in Zhizhu's grasp was a little vacillating, and he knew very well that the devil was difficult to deal with.

The fifth-order masters surrounded on all sides are not bad in knowledge and experience. They are the top group in the world today. They recognize the blood mist in front of them like the legendary "domain". They didn't dare rush into the Demon Realm to launch an attack rashly, things exceeded their expectations and Mr. You's arrangements.

Compared with the fourth-order devil who was bombarded and killed more than ten years ago, the fifth-level devil has much more powerful means.

Putting on such a big battle in front of you, it seems that you have been prepared for a long time?
"Hey, the old man has been waiting for a long time, all the sages, please break the formation!"

The old voice of the demon boss echoed in the air, and the thin blood mist flowed, revealing the twisted shadows of trees below.

"The pretenders, using the blood and souls of mortals and low-ranking monks, create an elementary demon realm full of flaws. Who can they scare? Devil, you have already cast the curse of manifesting the soul in your body, and there is nowhere to escape. Accept it obediently. Go overboard."

Zhang Wenfeng's sensitivity to souls and ghosts made all the people present together no match for him.

In addition, the bronze lamp he sacrificed allowed him to feel and understand the sixth-order domain in advance, and the small world enchantment is a kind of domain.

Breaking through the opponent's bluff, he flew from east to west with a sword in his hand.

You Lao is invisible in the air, he doesn't need to go forward to fight, he is in charge of commanding the battlefield dispatch hundreds of miles away.

Monk Fayuan secretly said "ashamed". At the critical moment, he was not as determined as Guanzhu Zhang. He proclaimed the Buddha's name, approached the blood mist from the south, and shouted: "Dharma treasure, you have practiced Buddhism for a hundred and fifty years, and you have not lost your way and come to your senses. ?”

The left hand is holding the wooden fish that never leaves the body, and the right hand is holding the hammer, and taps it lightly.

"Boom", the sound was not loud, but it set off waves in the blood mist in the distance, and there was a "click" sound of tree breaking below, and he tried to wake up the remnant soul of the magic weapon.

He has a very strong relationship with the magic weapon, using the two treasures that the magic weapon gave him as a medium, he carefully calculated the cause and effect in the past two days, and found a very weak vitality in the dead silence, which may be overthrown at any time.

He hoped that in this way, he could help wash away the stains and sins left by the magic weapon.

The others followed the encirclement and approached, and Tu Kun went underground and disappeared.

"Old monk, even if you smash the wooden fish to pieces, it is impossible to awaken the magic weapon. He chose to merge with the old man to become a demon."

The devil's voice was full of pride and arrogance, the blood mist fluctuated, and the wooden fish beat and attacked continuously, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any major waves.

Everyone stopped in the air ten miles away from the blood mist, and resorted to various means, such as sword shadows, rune lights, spells, etc., to attack the blood mist within a range of more than [-] miles.

In an instant, the blood mist was smashed to pieces, and the trees and hills were wiped out.

However, where is the devil hiding under the spell of revealing the soul?Some of the living souls and ghosts in the blood mist were killed, and the rest fled underground in advance.

"The law is far away, the law is difficult, go back quickly!"

Youmengchang shouted in the distance, those who are good at calculation are prone to obstacles, and Youmengchang was woken up by the Lord's words. He regained his composure, removed himself from the authorities, and watched the battle as a bystander. Immediately remind if something is wrong.

Fa Yuan and Fa Nan suddenly felt their bodies sink, and were blocked by invisible restraints.

"Can you escape?"

A blood mist suddenly appeared, rising from below and drowning the two of them.

Fadang and Lu Changyuan, who were close by, were a bit wary, and didn't know how to rescue them for a while. They were worried that they would hurt the two monks who were caught in the trap of the devil, which was a waste of help.

There was a "boom" sound from the violently fluctuating fog, and the white light was dazzling, shooting in all directions, smashing the blood fog into pieces in an instant, and two screams of pain sounded almost at the same time.

A huge Buddha image tearing through the residual fog, turned the palm of the hand and slammed into the air and slapped the ground.

There was a piercing hole wound on Fanan Foying's chest, and black air was bubbling.

Fayuan sat cross-legged on the left shoulder of the Buddha's shadow, and kept beating the wooden fish. There was a roaring sound of chanting sutras in the air: "So I heard it. At that time, the Buddha was in Sravasti. Only the tree was given to the Lonely Garden. Together with the great monks. Thousands of 250 people .At that time, the World Honored One..."

The invisible Buddha power spread around, and the blood mist quickly faded and disappeared.

Yu Mengchang made a formula at the right time and shouted: "Show your soul!"

A fuzzy figure with its head in its arms and wriggling appeared in the low sky, with two white lights entangled on its body. The devil's head was hit by the Buddha's light that burst out after Fayuan fell into the demon realm. He didn't expect the old monk to be so cruel that he could even disregard his own life. I also want to bite him hard, and he has suffered a dark loss.

The house leak happened to be raining all night, and the mysterious warlock in the distance forced him to show his figure by means. A ray of magic weapon hidden in the body of the monk slipped through the net, lingering for a long time, and was urged by the old monk's constant sound of wooden fish and scriptures. Time came out to make trouble for him.

The keel pen in Lu Changyuan's hand lightly stroked the black shadow several miles away, and chanted:

"The heart is like a divine sword, which cuts down demons and demons."

A ray of bright sword light is composed of countless characters and awe-inspiring energy. It hits the black shadow with a "bang", and smashes the immobile demon head dozens of feet into the messy ground, smashing a slanted long sword. pit.

Various attacks followed to cover the devil.

Tu Kun popped out of the ground, and was about to smash the flying stone in his hand, giving the devil a blow that would never turn him back.

"Bang bang" two explosions, a group of blood mist exploded above the big pit, the black figure who lost his left arm and right leg appeared in the air by self-mutilation, black air lingered in the wound, the devil gritted his teeth and said: " Let's wait and see!"

Zhang Guanzhu casually slashed his sword, a cold glow flashed in the air, the sword qi struck the demon who was telling lies but was miserable, but it was just an afterimage, that shadow burst into a bloody mist in the air, and the demon fled invisible without delay.

The attacks of the others were a little slower, and they all hit empty spaces.

You Mengchang made another trick and shouted: "Show your soul!"

There was a "pop", and a finger fell to the ground, emitting black gas with a corrosive stench.

But the devil is nowhere to be found, where is he hiding?
Yumengchang performed tricks one after another, and found that his secret technique was temporarily covered up by the devil, pointing to the corroded severed finger again and again.

He used the life lamp to extract a trace of the magic weapon monk's soul power, smelted the demon bone shards he found in the ruins of the forbidden area to extract a trace of extremely weak magic energy, combined the two, and cast the soul manifesting spell to find the demon head.

Unexpectedly, it was broken by the devil in such a way now.

"Destroy the severed finger on the ground!"

You Mengchang shouted through voice transmission, informing the nearest Lu Changyuan.

Suddenly, his heart shuddered, blood was shining brightly, and he was attacked by the devil while hiding hundreds of miles away.

"Mr. You be careful!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't know how the devil found Mr. You's hiding place in such a short time. They had already experienced Mr. You's hiding technique. Even if they were hundreds of feet away, it was extremely difficult for them to detect the clue.

Then saw Mr. You's figure appearing in the blood light, a ray of crimson sparkle pierced through Mr. You's head instantly.

The bloody light swept across, and the crimson crystals flashed one after another, smashing the two fleeing phantoms several miles away.

Zhang Wenfeng watched as the black jade ring on his left middle finger shattered, and with a faint ghost howl, the ring turned into powder and fell into the air.

The death substitute ring that You Lao bought for him on the black market in the foreign battlefield was destroyed like this.

He froze in the air.

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