Thousand Souls seek life. Even ordinary practitioners will be eroded. I wonder how these young people should overcome this difficulty?
Randon Tian stood proudly in the sky, waving a long purple sword in his hand, the messy sword light condensed but did not dissipate, turning into a half-moon shape and swept across. The ghosts met this sword light like a moth to the fire, and instantly broke with one knife. Randon Tian smiled disdainfully, but without waiting for his smile to make him laugh, half of the bodies of those ghosts condensed again, and were not harmed by Randon Tian's sword. Seeing this Randon Tian's rage, he swung his sword again, and the purple-black sword light slashed down on his head, with great power, and even Luoshui was chopped out of a ditch several meters deep. The ghost who was slashed in his head instantly turned into ashes and could never be reborn forever.
Seeing that he needed to spend a lot of effort to kill the ghost, Luan Tuntian frowned, obviously very unhappy about it. Looking at Feng Qi's hands, he saw that hundreds of millions of ring-sized wind blades were cut into wisps of black hairs and turned into blue smoke with the power detected by ordinary people's naked eyes.
Feng Qi seemed to notice Luan Tuntian's gaze, and turned his head to glance. "Hmph!" Luan Tuntian's heart became more and more angry, and he waved his sword forward to slash the ghost.
Liuxu's body technique is like the wind, and the green shadows are rustling in the air. There is a short sword in the style of willow branches. Combined with Liuxu's body technique and Liuxu's sword technique, it is really like a breeze to caress Liuxu's waist, which makes people shine and have a unique charm. Liuxu's body technique is extremely fast, and the Yinhun method hurts her, but Liuxu's Liuxu's sword technique does not seem to have any special harm to Yinhun, so Liuxu cuts off the Yinhun's body under each sword, but does not kill any Yinhun. Liuxu is really helpless. Eliminating demons and destroying demons is not her strength. [
Shui Yunxin's sleeves are like clouds, floating and flying, and the sky is as beautiful as a magpie bridge and rainbow bridge, but beautiful things often have a terrifying side. As the sleeves are floating and swinging, several ghosts are entangled by Shui Yunxin's sleeves, and they cannot escape. With shrill screams and struggling faces, then, a thin layer of white mist seems to condense on Shui Yunxin's sleeves, which vaguely does not attract anyone's attention.
"Scared--" The shrill screams came again, and the ghosts melted like ice and snow, gradually dissipating but not turning into ashes like other places.
Shousheng sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Buddha's light on his body became more and more prosperous, and the ten thousand words of Buddha seal on his head turned faster and faster. Within a moment, Shousheng opened his eyes and golden light flashed in his eyes, like a sacred Buddha's reincarnation. The string of Buddhist beads on Shousheng's body also floated into the air independently, and at the same time, he was also purified by the Buddha's light and emitted a golden light.
Just at this moment, Leng Xiaoran seemed to feel something was wrong. This scene flashed in her mind. A child's moan came, accompanied by that strange and terrifying laughter, floating around the child, and a trace of mist was also produced on her body, and her face was filled with pain.
Leng Xiaoran was shocked and understood the danger of things. Just when Leng Xiaoran wanted to say something, Luan Tuntian seemed to be unable to hold it in. He looked depressed and wanted to kill people, and shouted at everyone: "Not long ago, I found that the child was in this Luoshui. Now these ghosts seem to be here to hold our footsteps. It would be better for us to go into the water."
Feng Ji heard Luan Tuntian's words and shook his head, but said nothing. Moreover, the other few people did not react at all, and seemed to have not heard Luan Tuntian's words. Leng Xiaoran also responded: "That child is in danger, so we should be careful of these ghosts. After all, they are the people who were killed back then." Leng Xiaoran's voice came, and everyone immediately nodded in agreement.
Seeing that everyone was completely unlucky, Ran Tengtian's heart was really like a volcano erupting. Heavy breathing sounds and bloodshots were staring at Leng Xiaoran for a while, and then gradually calmed down his indignation.
When Ye Lin saw Luan Tuntian's neglect, he couldn't help but tilt the corner of his mouth and made a sound, as if he was deliberately listening to Luan Tuntian.
"Your dignified young city lord of the city of Luancheng will be bullied by these little beasts without any reason. Hum, wait, one day, I will repay you thousands of times, so that you can live and die, and endure the torture of purgatory forever." Darkness has already emerged in Luanshentian's heart. One thought becomes a Buddha and one thought becomes a demon. There is only a line between good and evil. Darkness erodeshentian's young heart like a black hole. The young soul is walking towards the swamp, falling into the mud step by step to break free from the powerful and powerful sucking.
Leng Xiaoran glanced at Luan Tuntian, sighed in her heart, and couldn't help but shake her head. Just shook her head, which was the greatest contempt in Luan Tuntian's eyes.
The ten thousand-character Buddha seal of Shousheng was already standing in the sky. After Shousheng shouted loudly, the ten thousand-character Buddha light was flourishing, and he pressed down from the heads of the ghosts. Several shrill screams of "Ah---Scared" sounded. The ferocious faces were full of fear, and the faces without any humanity finally showed the symbol of humanity, that is, fear, fear and begging.
However, Shousheng was a monk after all, and his mind was firm and unwilling to be impressed by the outside world. He closed his eyes and recited the Buddha mantra silently. When the ten thousand words of Buddha seal suppressed the thousand-passing ghost souls, the string of Buddhist beads radiating Buddha light turned rumbled, and the ten thousand words of Buddha seal was idle. The ten thousand words seemed to be a little weak, a little distorted, and the huge ten thousand words were a little empty and a little distorted. The ghost souls kept screaming, struggling desperately, grabbing ten thousand words with their claws, biting their teeth, bumping their heads, and pushing them with their bodies, regardless of the dissipation of the body and the purification of resentment. At this time, the ghost soul completely lost its will and struggled painfully in the face of death.
When—as heavy and solemn as the sound of a bell in the early morning, when the Buddhist beads meet the golden Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal, they are completely integrated into the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal like water entering the soil, the unstable fluctuations of the Buddha Seal disappeared, and only the soul-stirring screams and collisions on the lake surface.
At the same time, under the cover of golden light, black wisps of blue smoke, like sin, floated toward the distant sky.
Leng Xiaoran smiled coldly, her deep eyes were covered with cold chills, and the faint blue light appeared in her pupils. She slapped her hands in the void, and suddenly, the water splashes on the surface of Luoshui Lake were thrilled, as if they were long tentacles. Thousands of transparent water tentacles quickly stretched out from the lake, stretching out in a twisted route towards the completely suppressed ghosts in the air. The painful ghosts seemed to have seen these death-like tentacles, and screamed constantly, especially the terrified eyes of those ghosts who were closer, revealing more black smoke, which was terrifying.
The tentacles roared up like dragons coming out of water, opened their "bloody mouths" and rushed towards those thin and thin black bodies. "Scared." The "dragons coming out of water" changed their appearance when they came into contact with the ghost. The thick body instantly turned into tiny water threads, wrapping around the ghost, making the ghost unable to break free for a long time, and even making the ghost completely unable to move.
The tiny water silks were like giant claws, holding the ghost firmly in the giant palm. Under the suppression of the Buddha's light, the ghost's screams became lower and lower under the entanglement of the tentacles, leaving only a miserable wriggle. Everyone whined softly, only a trace of help was revealed in Leng Xiaoran's eyes. He understood that these two things alone could not eliminate Qiandu's ghost soul. Leng Xiaoran could feel the rich yin energy, which was the evil aura contained pure yin energy. The Buddha's light that defended the victory and drove away evil was not enough to dispel the yin energy on their bodies.
"Then clean up all of you now." After Luan Tuntian said that, he raised the purple long sword in his hand and raised it upright to his head. In an instant, a strong purple-black aura was condensed. A layer of aura that could be seen with the naked eye rotated up on Luan Tuntian's body and gradually poured into the long sword in his hands.
"Yes!" Leng Xiaoran's eyelids twitched, her brows frowned, and she said in a deep voice: "Stop!"[
However, Luan Tuntian ignored Leng Xiaoran, waved his long sword and cut out a giant sword light about five meters long. The wild roar broke through the air, driving the autumn wind to fall leaves and the domineering tyranny that cut open a large crack on the ground to attack the trapped ghosts on the Luoshui water surface.
"Hmph." Leng Xiaoran's eyes flashed with cleverness, and a drastic cold air flashed away. The cold light was imminent, his eyes were like a knife and a sword, and occasionally a strange blue light flashed in his eyes, but all of this was suppressed by Leng Xiaoran. Then, Leng Xiaoran looked at Ye Lin and Feng Ji, who understood that Leng Xiaoran nodded with his eyes, and his body moved wildly.
Ye Lin curled his lips, and a green light flashed in his hand. A dragon vine innate magic weapon several feet long appeared. "Beer." The dragon vine was whipped in the air, and then the dragon vine that seemed to have life was crawling on the ground like a king of glasses. Although it was crawling, it was indeed extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the dragon vine was inadvertently under the feet of the heavenly swallowing heaven.
"Ah!" When Luan Tuntian noticed the invisible vine, the dragon vine had already circled up and tied up Luan Tuntian's body.
"Bastard, you actually attacked me." Luan Tuntian was furious, and a shocking aura burst out from his body. The purple-black and thick-black image was close to black. He looked like an evil madman. His face was full of ferociousness. He looked at Ye Lin with anger, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Lin, and he really cooperated with his name.
Although Luan Swallowing Heaven was still angry, his will was controlling the huge sword light to hit the ghost. Wherever he passed, he was destroyed, and his momentum was shocking. Feng Ji retreated and came to the sky above the ghost. At this time, Feng Ji gathered green light all over his body, as if he had used great power, his face was a little red, and his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he shouted out with a crack, "Wind God Curse."
The green light on Feng Ji's body was filled with sound, instantly overshadowing the ten thousand-character Buddha seal that Shousheng used. At the same time, everyone seemed to feel that there was no trace of air flowing in the air, as if everything was still, as if it was an illusion, and it made people feel uncomfortable.
Seeing Feng Ji fight so hard and cast the Wind God Curse higher than the level, Leng Xiaoran's expression was a little moved. His deep eyes were as calm as a deep pool, and finally some emotional fluctuations were fluctuating. Then, Leng Xiaoran waved his hands again, and the thick tentacle-like water flow actually pulled Qiandu's ghost into Luoshui after pulling and pulling. At the same time, Shousheng also pinched the seal with both hands. The Buddhist beads fused into the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal suddenly flew out and returned to Shousheng's hands. The Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal descended with the decline of the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal and finally immersed in the clear Luoshui. At this time, the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal turned and moved, and it flashed and destroyed, making the Luoshui in Jiangnan emit a sacred light.
Leng Xiaoran understood that there was no time to destroy Qiandu's ghosts at this time, so she could only temporarily seal these ghosts. However, the young lord of the Chaos City Swallows the Sky Ran was really unpleasant, and it was also a waste of time.
Feng Ji's Wind God Spell was still cast, and its momentum was no weaker than the giant purple-black sword light that swallowed the sky randomly.
Feng Ji's eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, and then, there was also a hint of unusual fanaticism in his eyes, as he condensed into the wind curse...