Chapter 154 153. At the end of the soul threshold, pick out the evil treasure (8.6K words - please subscribe for large chapters)
Whoosh~~
A rainbow light wrapped in black smoke passed over the frozen soil.
Although the flying snow here is terrifying, it can only freeze, peel off and land a very small number of evil spirits outside the black smoke.
The man in black robe and the female cultivator in silver robe inside were unscathed.
If he wanted to explore, he would need to use the "Sea Dividing Technique" to fly slowly, but since he wanted to pass through this place quickly, he couldn't use the first method slowly.
"Hurry up."
Song Yan said softly.
Immediately, he felt a pair of bare hands carefully hug his waist, and the delicate body pressed against his back.
This kind of emotion is not a rootless tree, but is cultivated through spending hundreds of years together in that illusion.
It can be said that Pei Xuehan has surpassed the time spent by any woman with him. But it was obvious that the two had known each other not long ago.
The strong sense of weirdness and contradiction arises at the same time along with the increasingly addictive tenderness.
The next moment, the rainbow light penetrated into another secret realm.
Different from the dead silence of the frozen soil, just after entering this secret realm, a shout of death came to my ears like gongs and drums.
The temperature turned from cold to warm, but it was an extremely uncomfortable temperature. The gray mist floating quietly in the air was like filth, making people want to avoid it.
But the fog envelopes the world, how to hide?
Song Yan's consciousness swept out, but it was still hindered.
But in fact, there is no need for spiritual consciousness, because with just a slight glance, you can see many monks and monsters fighting together.
However, this kind of fighting is not between monks and monsters, but a "big fight".
All the monks and monsters went crazy.
Song Yan narrowed his eyes and fell on a headless monk again. He frowned slightly and confirmed an idea at the same time: these monks were not only crazy, but even if they died, they were still fighting because the evil spirits and evil spirits were also crazy.
The monks and monsters died, creating evil spirits.
The crazy evil spirit took over the body of the monk monster again.
What goes around comes around.
The thin mist constantly refreshes any existing memory.
Shrouded in this heavy fog is a world that "will not rest until death".
Pei Xuehan immediately pointed at the imperial tactics, tensed her whole body, and prepared to attack, because she had discovered that she and her man were being targeted by a monster.
A bear-headed monster with brown wings flew from the sky, roared, and slapped the two of them.
Pei Xuehan was about to take action, but Song Yan raised his hand and put it on the back of his hand, pressing it down gently. At the same time, the black smoke and rainbow light avoided the attack with great dexterity, and arced away in the foggy sky.
"Don't attack yet."
"Okay, Brother Tao."
Along the way, Pei Xuehan had already followed Song Yanyan's advice, because she had discovered that this Taoist brother was not only powerful, but also had a scheming personality that was superior to hers, so she simply gave up thinking.
Song Yan turned into a rainbow and flew, nimbly dodging attacks from monsters and monks one after another.
Fortunately, those crazy monsters and monks can easily change their targets. Their memories and thoughts will always be covered by new ones. Unless Song Yan is in their sight, they will take action, otherwise they will just kill aimlessly. Indiscriminate killing.
Whoosh~
Whoosh~~
Under the rainbow light, a very small number of the evil spirits who died outside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner mutated, went crazy, and began to fly away from the banner and devour everything they could find.
Although there are only very few at this time, as time goes by, there will be more and more. If Song Yan does nothing and just drives around here with the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, the entire Ten Thousand Soul Flags will be corroded by the mist here.
This was only achieved by Song Yan by transforming the Ten Thousand Souls Banner into the Ten Thousand Souls Parallel Banner. For someone else, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner would have opened up a huge area due to the uncontrollability of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and then the evil spirits would have dispersed long ago.
After circling for a long time, Song Yan had discovered the entrance to the next secret realm.
The increasingly intense smell of the sea of bitterness seeped out from the secret realm
That aura is even more than the aura of the sea of suffering in the previous secret realms combined, so much that it can no longer be contained.
Perhaps, after the mist realm, it is the end of the soul threshold of the Prince.
What to do?
Suddenly, Song Yan's eyelids twitched because he discovered that the "Shadowless Phantom Crow" he had left in the secret realm of the flood had also lost contact.
This shows that the outsider has entered the secret realm of the flood.
This speed is without any hindrance or scruple, as if he is just on the road.
Song Yan's heart beat suddenly faster, and his scalp felt like a fine needle was piercing it, and a dryness in his mouth that he hadn't experienced for a long time suddenly arose.
A wolf in front and a tiger in back, that’s all!
what to do?
He took a deep breath and scanned his eyes quickly, trying to find a solution.
The terrain of the foggy land is mountainous, with great undulations and a wide stretch.
And if you look closely, the density of the fog is actually quite uneven.
It is thick in the deep gorges, light in the sky, thick in the mountains, and light in the plains.
Song Yan circled around for a moment, then gritted his teeth and secretly said "Fight", and then suddenly opened the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and then fired towards the entrance of the next secret realm.
But he went in.
He just paused at the entrance, and after seeing the crazy evil spirits scattered around the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, he suddenly said to Pei Xuehan: "Use the Sea Dividing Technique."
Pei Xuehan hurriedly cast a spell, and the mist in front of the two of them separated, forming an airspace of about ten feet.
Song Yan put away the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, glanced at the surroundings, and thought to himself: 'In this way, if someone is chasing me from behind, it will be easy to judge that I have hurriedly entered the next secret realm. ’
Immediately, he wielded his sword and Pei Xuehan opened the way.
It took the two of them about half an hour to land in a canyon with thick fog.
After falling into it and searching for caves, Song Yan took out the paper house and threw it into the cave.
The paper house burst open instantly, and its walls only cracked slightly due to the corrosion of the mist, but there were no cracks at all.
Song Yan took a deep breath and took out the "Small Heavenly Dao Gathering Formation". The formation flags fell down into the canyon, and the formation disk rotated slightly, causing the surrounding fog to gather slightly here, thus further protecting the paper house.
The density of the fog fluctuates, but it is still within the normal range. A "small heavenly gathering formation" is just a small "suction device" and will not cause any abnormalities.
The next moment, he pulled Pei Xuehan into the paper house. Seeing that the latter was about to speak, he raised his finger to make a "silence" gesture.
Pei Xuehan's beautiful eyes swept around, looking at this mysterious paper house in surprise, but she was immediately startled. Although she didn't make a sound, she still raised her hand and pointed to the wall not far away.
Song Yan had seen it early.
As the fog thickened, the paper house once again withstood a new wave of "strength tests", but this time it was not just a "slight crack", but a small crack. But it's okay, I can hold it.
After doing this, Song Yan pulled Pei Xuehan into the house.
Since there is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, hide away and let the tiger behind face the wolf in front.
But he was not 100% sure, but since the other party was approaching fiercely, seemed to be on his way, and killed the three "shadowless phantom crow shadow puppets" he left behind in front, then he said "He has quickly entered the next secret realm" "It makes sense, because the other party is definitely not targeting him, so they will not deliberately stop here and search for him from valley to valley.
At this time, he stood in front of the paper window in the paper house, looking at the thick fog like gray silk flowing in the sky outside the courtyard.
The room was eerily quiet.
Neither of them spoke.
Song Yan intertwined his fingers, and he already understood: he knew nothing about the people and things involved in the King's Soul Thrust!
At this time, he felt a sense of panic as when he encountered "the first attack on Nanwu Jianmen Sect" on Nanzhu Peak.
At that time, he was frightened and ran wildly, as if he were a follower. He even got into the snow and pretended to be a snowman to avoid it.
At that time, he was only on the third level of Lianxuan, and outside there were senior Lianxuan practitioners, even Jianggong monks.
It's pretty much the same now.
He originally thought that he would have the right to speak once he entered the Zi Mansion, but that was just in a small country.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his hand being gently covered by a pair of catkins. He raised his head and met Pei Xuehan's gentle eyes. More than a hundred years of companionship and memories flowed quietly in them, and there was a sense of love. Healing magic.
Those eyes seemed to tell him, "No matter life or death, I will always be with you and never leave you."
This sweet feeling, almost like "legendary love", suddenly broke into Song Yan's heart, making him feel that the bond with this woman became deeper and deeper in his soul.
Deep enough to make him wary and fearful.
Because he had realized that it had only been a few days since he and Pei Xuehan met and fell in love, and it seemed as if a hand had pulled a red thread between the two.
After what seemed like a long time, and then what seemed like just a moment, a strange, noisy and shrill sound suddenly came from the distance.
The sound seemed to be made up of countless mosquitoes and flies glued together. It buzzed like a heavenly bell, roared like a deep-sea volcano, and howled like a black rock. It exuded a heart-stopping aura of natural disaster and was filled with a powerful sense of oppression.
This feeling of oppression cannot be compared to the cry of a baby.
Pei Xuehan hugged Song Yan tightly.
Song Yan himself also turned a little pale.
But he quickly calmed down and stared out the window with a pair of stern and cold eyes. At the same time, he secretly held the Ten Thousand Souls Flag and was always ready to take action.
A moment.
One breath.
A stick of incense
An hour.
One day.
Time passed quickly, but after the sound sounded in the distance, it never appeared again.
Song Yan simply sat down cross-legged. His spiritual consciousness couldn't explore the outside of the valley anyway, so he might as well recharge his batteries.
He had a vague feeling that maybe it was not far away from the great changes in King Yi's soul threshold.
With the entry of Master Yingciao and Gu Teeth, many things here will be pushed to the end and come to an end.
But he knew very little about these and could only rely on guessing.
But he couldn't even fully identify who was involved in this game, so how reliable could his guess be?
In the pale paper house, the dim light could only illuminate the outlines of the two people.
Outside the courtyard is a thick fog floating, and outside the fog is an endless fight.
At this moment, it was the most dangerous and unknown situation Song Yan had ever encountered in his life.
When he was in Hantan Valley, he somehow knew that Aunt Hu and Gu Huangzi were looking for him and wanted to kill him.
When he was in Piaomiaohai, he at least understood that his opponent was Grandma Hong and General Gu.
But now, he doesn't even know who his opponent is, because in the eyes of those people, he may not even be considered an opponent at all.
He is not the center of this incident.
At this point, he had no choice but to delay his admission.
But he also knew that if the King's Soul Thrust would eventually come to an end, then even if he hid here, how long could he hide?
But he was still hiding, or rather waiting.
He has always been very patient.
His heart did not weaken as time passed, but instead became more and more crazy.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, full of murderous intent brought about by fear, anger, despair, excitement, and even ferociousness.
His brain was also spinning rapidly, but he was forced to recharge his batteries and suppressed it quietly, just waiting for the moment of rebound.
I don’t know how long it’s been
Song Yan heard another slight "click" sound, which was the sound of shattering.
The air became slightly quieter.
The next moment, the crackling sound was like water droplets falling into a frying pan, suddenly exploding with a "crackling" sound, which seemed to be all over the sky and coming from all directions.
He suddenly glanced around and found that the walls of the paper house had an exaggerated number of cracks.
Those cracks stretched like spider webs, and soon they covered several walls.
This shows that the aura of misery outside is rising at a terrifying speed, to the point where the paper house can no longer bear it.
Song Yan raised his hand and retracted the "Small Heavenly Dao Gathering Formation".
Suddenly, the appearance of cracks stopped.
But both he and Pei Xuehan already knew that the stop was only temporary. Something had happened deep in the soul, which was why such a large-scale explosion of misery aura occurred.
As for the secret realm outside, I don’t know how many layers there are.
Pei Xuehan looked at the temporarily still crack outside, and suddenly shouted softly: "Brother Dao."
Song Yan said: "What's wrong?"
Pei Xuehan looked at him seriously and said: "I know you have been worried that the sudden bond between us will become a trap.
I have thought very seriously these days that Brother Dao must be right to worry. ”
Song Yan looked at her silently and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Pei Xuehan grabbed his hand and smiled: "Kill me."
Song Yan said: "Killing you will only leave a bigger hole in my heart. There is no solution to this matter."
Pei Xuehan suddenly laughed happily.
She closed her eyes, pressed her face into Song Yan's arms, and said softly: "I finally know that Brother Tao is the same as in the fantasy world. They are both so sharp-tongued and cruel. You obviously have the solution, but you are unwilling to do it.
How could such a naive and stupid female cultivator like me think of a solution after seeing Brother Tao's methods? How could Brother Tao not think of it?
There is no way I can survive the next secret realm.
And I don’t want Brother Tao to step on this trap.
So.”
She suddenly bent her sword and looked at Song Yan tenderly and said: "Xuehan is willing to become a ghost and stay with Brother Tao forever. In this way, Brother Tao's state of mind will be impeccable and he can no longer be taken advantage of."
Outside the house, the fog increased again, and the rattling sound of the walls began to sound again. The limit of what the paper house could support had been reached.
Pei Xuehan already raised his sword.
The sword's light was cold, but it was suddenly caught between Song Yan's fingers.
Ka.
Kakaka.
The crackling sounds outside the hospital became more intense.
Pei Xuehan chuckled and said: "Brother Tao and I have known each other for less than half a year, right? Someone planted a demon in brother Tao's heart."
Song Yan said: "I know."
Pei Xuehan said: "I am bound to die. If brother Taoist cares about me, I will be dragged down."
Song Yan was silent for a long time and asked: "Do you hate me?"
Pei Xuehan smiled and shook her head: "As early as when I entered the soul, I had already made plans to die.
In the ancient bones, I should have died long ago.
I am very satisfied to have met Brother Dao and spent hundreds of years together. I have spent these days together.
Thank you”
Song Yan suddenly bent his fingers, and a flying sword buzzed out from his storage space, floating in the air, full of sword energy.
Pei Xuehan looked at him in surprise, as if she knew for the first time that he was also a sword cultivator.
Then, she seemed to understand something and slowly closed her eyes.
Song Yan raised his hand and pointed his fingers between her eyebrows.
"I will kill my own people."
"In this way, my state of mind will never be complete, because I must kill the person who caused all this to happen.
No matter how Yi Mi takes me into the illusion again, my bond will only be with it, the person behind it.
Maybe it’s the entire Buddhism!
A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years
It doesn't even think of confusing me anymore! ”
He took a deep breath, and the fingers slowly dragged a soul out of the beauty's body and turned it into a ghost.
He dragged it very slowly, as if he was slowly cutting his flesh with a serrated knife.
He wanted to always remember the pain and resentment he felt at this time.
The Buddhist novice spent hundreds of years in the illusion planting his inner demons, but he turned his inner demons into complete resentment against the Buddha, which could never be saved again.
A moment later.
The billowing black smoke flew out from the extremely dense deep valley fog and headed towards the secret realm ahead.
The space rippled, and black smoke was drawn into it.
The secret realm behind has long been cleared away, and a huge gray sun floats in the unobstructed gray sky.
Take a closer look!
That was not the sun, but a terrifying gray "hydrangea", an hydrangea that was circling inside and outside and surrounded by countless ghosts. There are countless souls stacked inside.
But this "gray sun" already has a hole, and in the hole is a string of gray dark gold beads floating in the air.
There are nine beads in total, floating and rotating scatteredly, as if directing the movement of the entire "gray sun".
There is no doubt that these nine beads are evil treasures.
Under the beads, Song Yan hurriedly scanned them. He saw the baby crying.
In addition to Master Ying Ciao, there was actually an even more terrifying seven-tailed demon fox that came in from nowhere. The demon fox and Master Ying Ciao were facing a strange man wearing a mask and bulging red robes.
Strangely, all three seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Gu Chi, Deer Demon, and Han Yuling were also on the side, but they were also motionless and sleeping.
As for Tang Fan, there were two other treasure hunters who were also sleeping, but were well protected.
Even though the seven-tailed demon fox of unknown identity and realm was in the illusion, it still protected the three people, so that the three of them were only in the illusion and did not suffer any other harm.
The sad gray sun rotates in the sky.
Nine large dark gold beads move like stars.
No fighting, no battle.
There was a strange harmony and quietness in the sky and on the ground.
The moment Song Yan appeared, a gray-robed monk came from afar and appeared in front of him. He put his hands together and bowed slightly, and Song Yan fell directly into the illusion.
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His last remaining thought was: Sure enough, this man was indeed acting with a purpose.
He entered the hallucination again and allowed himself to be tempted by all kinds of illusions. He only wanted to find the novice who seduced him and then kill him.
ten years.
Twenty years.
Fifty years.
century.
He has been looking for the novice from the time he was young to Bai Shou, and he wants to kill the novice.
This time, when the time came, nothing came to look for him and ask him, "Is the truth so important?"
And the first moment he opened his eyes, he grabbed out a bloody hand and caught the novice.
But what was unexpected was: another novice monk appeared!
He fell into fantasy again.
The quick glance before he fell into the illusion was that he saw the aura of the sea of suffering increasing, and he also saw that the demons continued to sleep.
If the aura of the sea of suffering continues to increase, so much that it drowns the novice the moment he withdraws from the illusion, then it will be a sure blow.
Song Yan discovered that even though he had planted a deep hatred for the novice and even the entire Buddhist sect in his heart, so that he would never fall into the novice's illusion and leave deeper and deeper flaws in his inner demons, it was still useless.
Totally useless!
His strength and calculation are too weak in the face of stronger and weirder forces.
Another hundred years of hunting down Buddhism.
Sober again.
Another instant kill of the novice monk in front of me.
Once again I saw more of the sea of bitterness
If no more novice monks appeared to drag him into the illusion at this time, he would immediately set up the Ten Thousand Soul Banners to fight against the terrible aura of the sea of suffering.
But, as expected, another novice monk appeared.
He fell into fantasy again.
But this time, in the illusion, he was looking for the novice monk with his sword, and the sky suddenly shattered like a mirror, as if it had been roughly torn apart by some powerful external force.
Before Song Yan could react, he heard a sharp roar: "Insect King, put aside your grudges for the time being and take action together!!
You probably didn’t find anyone to take care of you when you came here. You were also attracted by the Tiger Emperor! The Tiger Emperor's spiritual will has not dissipated yet, it wants revenge!
You and I suppressed the Tiger King together, and then let the three treasure hunters retrieve the evil treasure at the core!
When finished, retreat together.
Zhuzi, you are four and I am five, after all, I contribute more.
As for how to divide it in the end, let’s talk about it after we get out!
In the next game between us, let’s go out and fight again! ”
The sharp roar is issued by the seven-tailed demon fox.
The "Insect King" obviously refers to the man in red robe opposite it.
Under the mask that covers the face and the billowing red robe, there are clearly black curls and icy whirlwinds. You can't even see that they are countless weird little insects.
"Okay."
The Insect King responded with a strange voice.
Master Yingwei also suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Song Yan and said: "Let's talk about your grudges with Gu Chi after we get out! Let's take action together to suppress the Tiger Emperor, otherwise, no one will be able to get out alive! I, the Seven-tailed Elder of the Multi-tailed Fox Clan, The ancestors are here, and they will never lie!”
After saying this, it suddenly looked at Gu Chi, who was staring at Song Yan with cold eyes, and shouted: "General Gu, the overall situation is the most important thing!"
Gu Chi responded in a muffled voice: "Okay."
Immediately, all the strong men here took action one after another, and powerful energy shot toward the gray sun high up.
Many ghosts and evil spirits flew out of the scorching sun and flew towards the energy, forming a balance in the mid-air.
The balance soon began to shift, but towards the gray sun.
Obviously, the Insect King and the ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox are really terrifying. Maybe they have already entered the existence of the divine infant. Even if they are not, they are still half-step divine infants.
High in the sky, a violent tiger roar suddenly sounded.
A huge tiger head phantom was revealed outside the nine beads.
The balance was pushed back again.
The two sides struggled for a while, and both of them revealed their trump cards. After all, no one could hide their trump cards at this time.
The balance is in flux.
Suddenly, the tiger head let out a cry.
The seven-tailed demon fox stared at the tiger's head, as if to confirm whether its whining was true or false.
After a moment, it was determined and said sternly: "Now, take the evil treasure!!"
When the voice fell, Tang Fan and the other three treasure hunters had no choice but to take it.
But the strange thing is that there is no trace of reluctance in the eyes of these three people. Along the way, and in the illusion of just a few hundred years ago, these three people have formed deep feelings with several monsters from the Mountain and Sea Monster Clan.
There is family affection, master-disciple affection, and even love.
Time can ferment feelings endlessly, making them like glue and paint, and it is difficult to let go.
Who can resist its power?
Take Tang Fan, for example, who has been associated with Master Yingwei in the illusion for nearly a thousand years. He is no longer afraid of "killing the donkey" because he believes that Master Yingwei will never kill him. In fact, Master Yingwei feels the same way. In the eyes of this six-tailed fox demon, Tang Fan is no longer just a tool, but a very important junior.
Perhaps, among all the people present, there was only one person who did not have these feelings born in the illusion, and that was Song Yan.
The longer time goes by, the stronger the hatred becomes.
He was holding a butcher knife in his hand, and the handle was connected to his flesh and blood. How could he put it down?
The three treasure hunters and three silhouettes rose from the ground and shot through the air towards the nine evil beads high up.
Tang Fan was also among them.
At this moment, Tang Fan suddenly felt a strong palpitation and intense pain. A scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: Master Yingciao was dead!
This scene disappeared in an instant, and Master Yingciao was still standing alive.
However, the emotional impact of that moment was huge. The impact would have only made Tang Fan feel sad, but for some reason, at that moment, the sadness was infinitely magnified to the point where his vision went black, he fell from a high altitude, and spit out a mouthful of blood. .
Everyone felt that something was collapsing in their bodies
That is the heart of the Tao.
Someone opened a rift in their hearts and then tore them apart desperately.
At this moment, everyone felt that their level was declining, except for Song Yan.
At this moment, the weak Tiger King roared angrily: "Take action!"
After the words fell, a white rainbow appeared around the gray sun.
The white rainbow streaked across the sky, quickly lingering around the various ghosts outside the gray sun like a thread.
Whoosh!
A treasure hunter dies!
Whoosh!
Another death!
Whoosh!
Tang Fan looked at the hole in his chest and slowly stretched out his hand in disbelief, but it finally fell down.
The Baihong didn't stop, and not only was it fast, it was also able to tell who was the weakest at that moment.
Bai Hong chose Lu Mo.
Whoosh! !
The Deer Demon was severely injured.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh! !
Bai Hong passed by quickly, and several people were injured one after another, including Song Yan.
The strength of Bai Hong's body is extremely terrifying, and she seems to be completely ignoring evil spirits' sniping attacks.
He saw the figure in the white rainbow, a female figure, but there was countless resentment hidden in the woman's eyes.
After several fights, Bai Hong retreated and floated next to the Tiger King, showing the appearance of a cold female cultivator.
The red-robed insect king raised his head and said in a cold voice: "When did Dong Junhui of the Baihong Ancient Clan cooperate with the Tiger Emperor, and also knew how to trick me into entering through teleportation? It seems that the blood feud you said is all nonsense."< br>
The cold female nun known as Dong Jun: "All the monsters in the mountain and sea monster clan deserve to die! And"
A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "The one I am working with is not the Tiger King."
Master Yingting looked at the three dead treasure hunters in despair.
It spent a lot of energy on these three treasure hunters!
Moreover, as it looked at the dead Tang Fan, an indescribable pain arose in its heart, and every time this pain arose, it felt that its realm was falling a little lower, as if there was an unknown power doing this.
It suddenly recalled everything between itself and Tang Fan in the fantasy world. Those feelings were born in extremely weird ways, but the novice monk of the Sea of Bitterness would not seduce, and could not seduce. Everything should be its spontaneous emotions.
"Retreat!"
The ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox suddenly spoke out.
But from high up, a joking laugh suddenly came: "Where to retreat?"
The laughter was accompanied by the pained roar of the tiger.
The tiger's head slowly faded away, revealing the figure of a strange monk whose whole body was exuding black smoke. A strong man from the Baihong Ancient Clan, known as Dongjun, stood beside the monk, looking down at the red-robed man coldly and saying: "Insect King, you are well-informed, do you recognize this person?”
The Insect King looked up at the monk, lost his voice slightly, and said: "Devil Monk!
In the sea of suffering, some terrifying obsessions adhere to the principles of Buddhism and save the world.
But there are still some that seduce the world.
They can easily draw out the desires of the human heart and make people sink, and then they have the means to destroy the target's Taoist heart through these flaws in the human heart. ”
The black-smoked monk joked: "I was wandering in the sea of suffering, and finally came to this King's Pearl.
But the Tiger King in the King's Pearl was too obsessed with it, and he had so many possessions of the Evil Treasure that I couldn't compete with it.
Therefore, I can only ask for your help.
Over the years, many people have come to help me.
Lao Na was also very grateful to them, so he let them sink into the illusion one by one. Therefore, Lao Na gradually gained some strength to compete with the Tiger Emperor.
Later, Lao Monk imprisoned the novice monk in the sea of suffering.
Buddhism is very stupid. They are very particular about whether I will go to hell or who will. Therefore, if they want to resolve the evil cause and effect of demons, they have to become demons themselves.
They changed from novice monks to maidens, listening to Lao Na's command.
After that, Lao Na seduces people, and they convert people, and they are invincible.
Your strength is the last step to break the balance between Lao Na and the Tiger Emperor.
Where do you want to go now? ”
The black smoke demon monk raised his hand to cover the cage, and many novice monks poured out.
The red-robed insect king and the ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox looked at each other, and suddenly two powerful forces burst out.
Master Yingxiao, Gu Teeth, Deer Demon and others also tried their best to attack.
But the realm of these people has fallen, and it is nothing but futile at this time.
And white rainbows flashed past one after another, constantly weakening their power.
Although Song Yan was only in the early stage of Zifu, he had eaten ancient skeleton shadow puppets, so his physical strength was not bad.
At this moment, the ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox suddenly groaned, blood mist floated around his body, and his seven tails seemed to be burning.
The same goes for the Master Yingciao on the side.
The two foxes actually danced.
Following the dancing movements, the Demon Monk's attack actually slowed down, and there was even a feeling that it was no longer falling towards the two.
"Swallow!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came.
The dark demon monk transformed into a giant face that covered the sky. He opened his mouth and sucked fiercely, sucking the fox demon, insect king, wolf demon and other people into his mouth. Immediately, all the purple mansions on the ground were sucked in.
Including Song Yan.
Including Dongjun.
The terrifying wrestling begins.
Everything seemed to be stuck in a sticky state, and no one could move.
The demon monk is like a well-fed person, his stomach is full of food, and if he moves, his stomach will explode.
All the Zifus tried their best to deal with it and could not escape.
"There is no one here who can pick the evil treasure, and everything should be over."
The demon monk smiled ferociously.
The ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox suddenly looked at Song Yan and Han Yuling and said: "Explode your soul and make a hole!"
The two of them were from the human race and were the weakest, so it was natural that they should be sacrificed at this time.
Han Yuling's expression changed drastically. Although she knew she would not be spared, she was unwilling to die.
Song Yanhu said: "Ancestor, I have a method that can break the gap."
The ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox snorted coldly: "Seriously?"
Song Yan said: "Cover me."
The ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox said: "Okay! If you succeed, I will decide what happens between you and Gu Chi!"
Song Yan had only used the spells in the "Ghost Infant Manual" before, but now he suddenly grabbed the dark Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
He raised his hand to designate a direction, and the evil spirits danced wildly and exploded in one place after another.
Seeing the amazing power of this Soul Explosion Technique, the monsters knew there was something going on, so they worked together to use their power towards the place where Song Yan exploded.
Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !
Continuous explosions, continuous power falling on the same point.
That point finally opened up.
Song Yan's body was like lightning, flying out to that place, and just when the Seven-tailed Demon Fox Ancestor behind him was about to follow him, he flicked his flag, and a series of souls filled the gap desperately.
The rumbling explosion pushed the ancestor of the seven-tailed demon fox back.
The spot that the Demon Monk broke was quickly healed.
Song Yan didn't stop, and suddenly rushed towards the nine dark gold beads in the distance. With everyone's disbelief, he raised his hand and quickly grabbed them.
However, as soon as he touched the first one, intense pain invaded him.
He held on tightly, drilled his thoughts and soul into the dark gold bead, and began to refine it.
The demon monk closed his mouth and continued to digest the demon in his mouth, but his eyes suddenly turned towards Song Yan and looked at him.
One is digesting the evil treasure, and the other is digesting the demon. The air becomes quiet, and time seems to have stopped.
(End of chapter)