Chapter 708: The little girl’s house
Su Jie smiled and leaned back to the chair: "It’s naturally good to look good, but I feel like you’re going to eat me."
Qin Yushang’s expression was cold under the veil, and said, “Look again, I’ve dug your eyes.”
"It’s so beautiful. The little girl is so beautiful, and it’s normal for her to take a few more glances. If you really don’t want to, otherwise you can enjoy the scenery outside in this place. If you fight later, this place is the best place to watch."
Su Jie maintained his identity, touched his chin, and let out two hoarse laughter.
Qin Yushang's eyes turned cold, and his jade fingers flexed, and he dripped a drop of wine from the wine glass, and then he played his fingers.
The wine water condenses the beads into bullets, like bright white pearls. That is because the spiritual power is highly compressed and condensed, so that the seemingly gentle wine turns from spring water into a killing weapon to penetrate the stubborn stone.
Swoosh!
A few drops of wine shot towards Su Jie's shoulders. Qin Yushang wanted to teach Su Jie a lesson, but did not go to kill anyone.
"The little girl has such a bad temper, I can't afford to take it."
Su Jie gently tapped the teacup almost at the same time.
Bang!
The tea water in the tea cup rises up and turns into a crystal water screen barrier.
Several drops of wine that were shot colliding on it and instantly melted into the water curtain, resolving the offensive.
Hey! Qin Yushang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Su Jie in surprise.
Although her methods just now were not too high, she could do any secret realm, and she did not use the strength of the Daotai realm.
But it was something she didn't expect that Su Jie could resist so easily. "Secret Hall, are you not a casual cultivator, what is your identity?" Qin Yushang spoke slowly. The casual cultivators are all general names for those who are low-skilled and difficult to join the sect of cultivation.
They lack resources and have limited talents. Most of them are trapped in the second and third levels of the Spirit Realm. Even until they die, there are many people in the first level of the Spirit Realm.
The strong men at the Secret Colony Realm level are the backbone forces in any sect. A weaker small sect, the sect leader is the strength of the Secret Colony Realm level.
If a casual cultivator can reach the secret realm with himself, then his talent will not be unable to join the sect unless it is a real opportunity to go against the will of heaven.
This is like the difference between joining a science and engineering talent from a prestigious university and failing to get into a university and becoming a self-taught talent among the people, the difference is ten times higher.
But the reason why miracles are miracles is a very rare case.
Is there any secret realm among the scattered cultivators of the Dali Dynasty? Of course there are, but there are only a few, each of which is an irreplicable model of life counterattack, and is very famous in the Dali Dynasty.
Qin Yushang had never heard of the figure of Su Jie among the casual cultivators, so he guessed that Su Jie's identity was disguised. "Isn't the little girl also a secret hidden realm? If you can be a casual cultivator, I can naturally be a casual cultivator." Su Jie shrugged. The other party didn't know that his strength was exposed, but instead explored Su Jie's identity. "Hmph." Qin Yushang snorted coldly, knowing that he could not get the answer from Su Jie.
"I am not afraid of being slanted by the shadow. I am not like you, a little girl, and you are wearing a veil and dare not show your true face. Your identity is too obvious. Speaking of which, the little girl is also coming for the battle between Buddha and demons. Do you want to take advantage of the opportunity?"
Su Jie crossed his legs and commented with a smile.
The strong man in the Daotai realm is absolutely impossible for the other party to come here for sightseeing, especially during such a period of time
"It's not your business."
Qin Yushang's face was unwilling, and she always felt that the other party was getting more and more aggressive.
The two stopped communicating because there was movement in the horizon.
Above the clouds of thousands of miles, white clouds are dyed with golden colors, which is a great and majestic Buddha light.
"The sea of suffering is endless!"
In the void, an ethereal Buddha sound came. A huge Buddha sat upright in the golden clouds, and behind him were eighteen gilded arhats, lined up in the air. Once it appeared, it attracted the attention of the audience.
Eighteen gold-plated arhats, each of which was a group of monks standing on the shoulders and heads of each arhat. They were Tantric monks from the Western Regions. Each monk had at least the level of the secret treasure realm, and there were also two monks at the level of the Taoist realm.
In the palm of the Buddha, a hundred feet tall, Aidi Gala, wearing a moon-white robe, sat barefoot on the back of the dragon elephant, hung a Bodhi bead in his left hand, held a golden bowl of Demon-Floating Demon in his right hand, and wore a seven-treasure cassock, looking at the place where the Wanyumen Mountain Gate was located.
"Amitabha, today's poor monk Ayiti Gala, has long heard that the people of Chongzhou are suffering from the path of demons. My Buddha is merciful and cannot bear to suffer from this demon. He comes here to kill demons and eliminate demons, and to give Chongzhou a bright world to benefit the people."
Ayiti Gala clasped his hands together, and the vast Sanskrit sound spread throughout the hundreds of miles of land and entered everyone's ears. "Here you come." Qin Yushang looked at the sky. This may be the first time Ayiti Gala showed his true cultivation.
Su Jie also looked at him, saw Ayiti Gala's true face, and chuckled: "It's really a good skill."
In the Wanyu Sect, tens of thousands of Chongzhou demon cultivators changed their qualities. Just hearing the Sanskrit sound of Ayiti Gala, many demon cultivators felt their emotions were inexplicably affected, and the spiritual power in their bodies became slow.
Yin Leibai, the leader of Wanyu Sect, felt the invisible suppression of Fanyin and said charmingly: "Little monk, what demons did you kill and what demons did you eliminate? Chongzhou is clearly a paradise on earth. It is better to feel it yourself. The facts may not be as you see."
Her voice was like a mediocre voice, and she used the most powerful unique skill of Wanyu Sect, "The Wanhuan Method".
Wanyumen is not good at head-on battles, but confusing consciousness and desire illusion are awesome.
Especially, Yin Leibai is also a strong man at the sixth level of the Taoist realm, and he is extremely powerful in confusing his mind.
In the sky, those monks from the Western Regions standing on the back and shoulders of the gilded arhats, under the "World Illusion Method" performed by Yin Leibai, the desire in their hearts was burning with no waves, as if they saw a charming woman surrounding them, with a stupor and a blurred look on their faces.
Even the two monks at the second level of the Taoist realm and the third level of the Taoist realm struggled with confusion.
"Go ahead, destroy these bald donkeys in the Western Regions."
"I dare to come to our Chongzhou to do something wrong. I really think that I have no demons in Chongzhou. Today I will take your Buddha heart and drink." "Haha, everyone stands side by side and leave them all here."
Many masters of the Demonic Way were dispatched at the same time. They had already discussed the combat plan, and Yin Leibai used illusion to control the other party first. Everyone rushed forward. The Demonic Way didn't care about bullying the less. The ability to win was to win.
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"Amitabha, just a red pink skeleton, I haven't woken up yet."
Ayi Tara was completely unaffected, but he recited the Sanskrit sound like a bell, constantly echoing in the void.
He himself understands Sanskrit and is also proficient in the method of bewitching. In addition, the Bodhi rosary worn by his left hand comes from the holy Bodhi tree. He clears his mind and concentrates his mind. Pulling the demons into the heart is only a basic ability. Yin Leibai's illusion is still too pediatric for him.
Under the Sanskrit, the monks of the Western Regions were ashamed of their heads and came back to their senses from the illusion.
At this time, the demons in Chongzhou had already reached the forefront.
"The sea of blood is boundless, please be addicted to the sea of blood forever."
The leader of the Blood Demon Cave, Jiang Jin, who was at the fifth level of the Taoist realm, sneered, and a sea of red blood rose on his body.
The red blood gathered into a river, like blood-colored chains, tangling towards monks such as Ayiti Gala, trying to strangle and destroy people.
His Blood Sea Demonic Art is at the sixth level. If a cultivator at the same level is entangled, he will either die or be injured.
The Taoist powerhouse in the Lihuo Society held the top-grade magic weapon, the Nether Fire Bone Banner, and waved it, and the ghost fire emitted a cold blue light covered the sky and the sun, mixed with the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling. Wherever you passed, everything burned into white.
The elders of the secret treasure realm of the White Bone Tower formed a formation with each other and formed a twelve true demons to kill immortals. When the formation was formed, there were twelve evil demons who had phantoms flying into the air, with their teeth and claws, and their mighty power.
The powerful people from the Eagle Poison Palace released an invisible and colorless poison, spreading away quietly. Once poisoned, even the strong people in the Taoist realm would be weak and powerless, and they would even be killed on the spot.
Thousands of heavy attacks came like rain, as many as a dozen powerful men in the Daotai realm, as well as more than a hundred elders in the Secret Tibetan realm and tens of thousands of disciples. Their different attacks made the void boil.
"The Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
Ayiti Gala's hands were combined, not only calling the power of heaven, but also mobilizing the Bodhi rosary in his left hand with all his strength, so that its light shines brightly and the Buddha's light shines on the heaven and earth.
The sea of blood is evaporated, the dark fire is extinguished, and the evil demon kneels down and bows!
The Buddha's light seemed to be trying to wipe out all the filth in the world. The powerful suppression force made the demon cultivators present very uncomfortable. The Buddha's light was too suppressed, and their cultivation could be at most 60% or 70%. Many disciples in the spiritual realm were even shining by the Buddha's light, and their flesh melted like candles, directly melting into rotten dead bones.
They were too forced to participate in this level of battle, and they were not even cannon fodder. A large number of casualties were killed or injured just after the battle. The ones who could really play a counterattack were actually strong people in the Taoist realm, and even the elders in the Secret Tibetan realm were not qualified.
"Amitabha!"
Ayiti Gala showed a grim smile on his face, and he punched him hard.
As he swung his fist, the Bodhi rosary behind him made the same move and punched him out with the same punch.
A powerful man from the second level of the Taoist realm from the White Bone Tower changed drastically and was directly blown up by the air. His blood dispersed like rain, but he could not withstand this attack.
The power of one punch actually killed a powerful man in the Taoist realm.
The scene was silent for a moment. The next moment, more demons showed bloodthirsty eyes. They didn't believe that Ayiti Gala could stop so many of them.
Ayiti Gala did not have three heads and six arms. Even if he had three heads and six arms, they would drown him in one mouthful.
"The Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of your hand!"
Ayi Ti Gala had a majestic expression. He threw out the Demon-Subduing Golden Bowl with his right hand. This low-grade spiritual treasure turned into hundreds of meters in size. It seemed that there were thousands of Buddhas, Arhats and Bodhisattvas meditating, chanting the Buddha's sounds. The terrifying suction came. Many demon cultivators were caught in the golden bowl without any time to react and refined into blood on the spot.
Ayiti Gala was very fierce. His fists were like a mountain bombardment. With the blessing of the innate spiritual object, the Bodhi Rose, the power surged, exerting its power far exceeding that of the medium-grade spiritual treasure.
On the contrary, the Chongzhou demon cultivators on the opposite side were suppressed by the Buddha's light and their strength was difficult to exert.
As the addition and the devil's golden bowl control the field, the seven treasure robes protect themselves, Ayi Tie Gala seemed to be equally matched with many demons in the Taoist realm.
But this is only temporary. Ayiti Gala can fight, so the other monks who followed him are in trouble. They are besieged by the demons in Chongzhou, and their personnel are constantly reduced, and they are killed in sorrow.
(This chapter ends)