Pretty Sister's Super Bodyguard

Chapter 1185 The Battle of Jiangnan

As soon as Yunying died, only Yunyi and Fengling were left on the field.

Yunyi spat out a mouthful of stuffy blood, and roared angrily, "Splash people, I will never live with you!"

He cooperates with the wind chime, constantly combining two swords.

The purple and blue swords collided with each other rumblingly, sending out a thunderous vibration, causing the surrounding air to roll immediately.

The two kinds of purple and blue divine lights rolled around, and everywhere they went, the bluestones were all broken, and the grass and trees were turned into ashes.

Feng Wudao frowned while watching from behind. For the safety of his sister, he raised his arms and shouted on the spot, "All soldiers follow me to kill the enemy, let's charge together!"

The army in the rear suddenly screamed, and followed him to attack the opponent.

The battlefield was in chaos, and Xue Renyong also let the soldiers launch an attack.

The two sides fought at each other, and they fought in one place in an instant.

Blood splashed, and pieces of meat flew across.

The bloodthirsty battlefield dyed the sky red.

A huge mahogany warship, Yang Fan wanted to leave just now.

Qin Feng's feet had already stepped on it, and the wind in the air was so strong that his clothes whistled.

The purgatory cauldron was held in his hand, and a group of naked women on the plywood scattered screaming.

A middle-aged man was lying sideways on the white jade chair in the center, and he was having sex with a woman in a white palace skirt. The mysterious light flashed on his body, and the woman was directly drawn into a mummy.

Qin Feng's brows tightened, and he snorted coldly, "Sect master is really lucky, relying on the method of harvesting yin and nourishing yang, he is still young and not old!"

The middle-aged man got up and wrapped himself in a beautiful robe, looked at Qin Feng and laughed, "Young man, you have some skills, and you were able to follow the Purgatory Cauldron all the way to find here. The old man, the Hehuan Sect lacks talents like you, how about it?" ? Will you join us, I promise you will sleep with the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Qin Feng said with a light smile, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. This junior is here only to kill you, and I have no other demands!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that I, Gongsun He, have cultivated Taoism for thousands of years, and I have no opponent in the world. How long have you broken through the Mahayana Sutra, and you dare to challenge this old man?"

Qin Feng said, "It's useless to talk too much, if it's enough to challenge seniors, you'll know after trying!"

"That's why you courted death yourself!"

Gongsun He let out a long cry, and threw out a pair of flower rolls, and the dazzling light flashed, covering Qin Feng in it.

Qin Feng's eyes changed, and he was on the edge of a small lake.

The fog on the lake was steaming, and there were songs and laughter from time to time.

On the lakeside, there are luxuriant grasses and flowers everywhere, just like a blessed land of Taoism.

After the fog cleared a bit, the appearance of Lin Nan and his party were revealed.

A group of women, there are hundreds of people who know each other and don't know each other.They were all dressed in a light gauze, soaked in the water, and stuck tightly to their delicate bodies.

Two points of bright red, one side of grass, under the twisting of the slender waist and pretty buttocks, exudes bursts of seductive mysterious light.

"Sanggong, why are you in a daze, come down quickly!"

When the women shouted in the water, they all waved at Qin Feng winkingly.

Li Qingxuan and Liu Ruyan even came up on the water, supporting Qin Feng from left to right, playing and pulling them into the lake.

Qin Feng smiled faintly, "Red pink skull, red face and white bones. Do you want to trap me with this little trick?"

With his finger pointing, the woman in front of him immediately hissed.

One by one, the skin was torn off, revealing the appearance of blood-colored white bones.

"Why are you doing this to us!"

They were full of resentment, like the evil ghosts of the underworld, who transformed into millions at a time, roaring at Qin Feng from all directions.

This picture is the treasure of the Hehuan Gate, the picture of Zhu Yan's bones.

A picture is a world, which stores the wronged souls of millions of women.After all the essence of the body was devoured, the primordial spirit was sealed here, and gradually refined into a most sinister and poisonous soul.

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed, "Thousands of years of practice have hurt so many innocent women, you deserve to die!"

Behind him, there were twelve demons and gods showing their dharma appearances, and they roared towards the four directions with teeth and claws.

The twelve witches and gods can feed on everything from the most yin to the most yang.

The primordial spirits of these women have sunk here, and they have turned into murderous and vicious things.

Qin Feng killing them was the greatest relief for them.

The witch god, more than ten feet tall, waved his hand and grabbed thousands of souls. He opened his mouth and stuffed souls one by one into his mouth.

There are tens of millions of primordial spirits, but under their sweep, they are vulnerable.

After a short breath, the twelve witch gods opened their mouths and roared.

Twelve tornadoes swept out like suction, devouring all the primordial spirits of these women in one bite.

Qin Feng was sitting in the painting, his body felt peaceful for a while, and he was in a completely different state from the twelve vicious witch gods outside.

After a short stick of incense, there was no more whining in the painting.

A golden long sword came out of the air, and smashed down towards the ground with a bang.

There was a soft sound, and the sword went down, and the ancient painting was torn apart by the Xuanyuan sword.

The small world was shattered, and Qin Feng reappeared in front of Gongsun He.

He looked at Qin Feng in surprise, and said with an incredulous expression, "You actually swallowed all the tens of millions of primordial spirits?"

Qin Feng smiled, "Thank you senior for providing the primordial spirit. This junior is worried that he will not have the chance to make a breakthrough. I never expected to get such a large amount of wealth here!"

There was a burst of mysterious light on his body, and he had obviously broken through to the middle stage of the Mahayana Sutra, and he was even stronger than before.

The primordial spirit is spiritual power, and ordinary people cannot swallow the primordial spirit directly, after all, there are all kinds of emotions and six desires in the primordial spirit, and Buddhism becomes karmic fire.

This is even true for a single primordial spirit, let alone tens of millions of primordial spirits.

Qin Feng didn't care, the twelve witch gods could filter out some impurities, and the rest was the essence of life.

Gongsun He's heart and lungs were about to explode with anger. After accumulating for tens of thousands of years, he finally refined the magic weapons, but he didn't expect that all of them would be used as wedding dresses for Qin Feng.

With a wave of his hand, a fiery red lotus flew up, and suppressed Qin Feng in the air.

Gongsun He yelled wildly, "Thief, I haven't used this bathing lotus for a long time. It's your luck that you can die under this magic weapon!"

Honglian Shangye Huo Dao, all of which are refined by absorbing the ashes of men and women.

Ordinary people are burned in this kind of fire, and it is difficult to hold on to a breath, and the blood vessels burst, and the soul is confused and dies.

Qin Feng just smiled faintly, "Your faction has some connection with Buddhism after all."

"Om, well, ba, me, hum!"

Chanting a line of Buddha's voice, Qin Feng squeezed the formula with both hands, and typed out the six-character mantra of Amitabha Buddha one by one.

A golden figure with a height of six feet tall appeared behind him, like a Buddha descended into the world, guarding the top of Qin Feng's head.

As soon as Yuhuohonglian fell, it was caught in the hand by the golden Buddha body.

The Buddha's light and the bathing fire inside blended and collided with each other, and with a loud noise, the red lotus suddenly shook, turned into powder and dispersed in the air.

Gongsun He's stomach felt hot, and he spit out a mouthful of stuffy blood.

His three magic treasures, the Desire Cauldron, the Bone Painting of Zhuyan, and the Red Lotus Bathed in Fire, were all destroyed by Qin Feng.

Such a thing simply made him a little unbelievable.

He tore apart the space and was about to escape in a dodge.

The twelve wizards and gods on Qin Feng's body rushed out at the same time, and Di Jiang waved his hand to close the space again.

The other witch gods couldn't wait to rush forward, forming a large formation of twelve capital heavenly witch gods, completely trapping Gongsun He in it.

(End of this chapter)