The thunder exploded, and Meng Qi flew backwards, spitting blood from his mouth, and his body flashed with light gold. It was dimmed and shattered, and he fell heavily to the ground.
If the mummy hadn't been able to get rid of the influence of the music and had not used all its strength, just this punch would have caused the long knife in Meng Qi's right hand to fly out and shatter the bones.
With a crackle, the demonic energy dissipated a lot, and it became a little more difficult to suppress the Buddha's light.
There were no wounds on the mummy's body, it was as dark as before and looked like a demon.
Han Chi attacked, the coldness was overwhelming, layers of demonic energy solidified, and the mummy was frozen in the ice.
The sword intent penetrated and was about to strike him.
The mummy's left hand suddenly raised, filled with darkness, and blocked the sword energy just right.
Snap!
The sword energy was damaged, and the ice was even worse, but there was no trace on the palm of the mummy!
Creaking, obvious cracks appeared in the ice, and small black and yellow marks were like descending mountain peaks, hitting the head of the mummy.
Bang! The mummy was affected by the freezing and the sword energy. He could not avoid it. The ice on his head was damaged and he received a blow.
The black and yellow light shines brightly, and three golden dragons penetrate the body of the mummy.
Ah! The mummy let out a shrill howl, blood marks appeared on its forehead, and streams of demonic energy spurted out, tearing the golden dragon apart.
One waxes and wanes, and the Buddha's light becomes much stronger, but it has not yet regained control.
As graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, the sword light seems to be able to cut through everything and penetrate everything, shocking the soul and locking the center of the eyebrows.
Suddenly, the body of the mummy suddenly became transparent and turned into countless black shadows, floating in all directions. The White Rainbow Sun-piercing Sword only hit a few of them, causing them to disappear into thin air.
Countless black shadows flew across the sky, reunited, and suddenly pounced on Zhao Heng.
Bang bang bang, the sound of many things breaking on Zhao Heng's body rang out, either bright yellow or dark red, blocking out the black shadows.
The black shadow is powerful and terrifying, and the many rays of light seem to be able to block it for just one breath.
A long dragon roar sounded, vast and vast, shaking the demon world. Ruan Yushu once again played the twelve sacred sounds of Langhuan. His eyes lost their vitality and he almost fainted to the ground. However, he was slightly restored by the essence of heaven and earth from the black bird on his shoulder.
The surrounding demonic energy rolled outwards, as if avoiding the dragon's roar, and the black shadow paused on the spot, almost crawling.
Meng Qi gritted his teeth and started to use the Sacrifice Technique. His energy and spirit reached its peak again, and the flowing fire in his left hand was fully activated.
His right hand was still paralyzed and he could only attack the enemy with his sword.
At the same time, he still did not choose the green lantern in front of the Buddha, because the evil spirit still had a strong upper hand, and only Zhao Heng's small black and yellow seal was partially eliminated just now.
A streak of fire flew into the sky, the sword's intention was pure and beautiful, without any fancy, and it fully complied with the principles of swordsmanship. There were no flames rising around, and the scorching heat was highly restrained.
The long sword stabbed the sluggish black shadow, and a stream of sinister fire emerged from the soles of its feet, penetrating everywhere, and a golden flame with the power of a heavenly dragon came down from the center of its eyebrows.
The two are constantly burning with demonic energy, growing stronger and stronger.
At this moment, pitch-black demonic flames erupted from within the dried corpse, like strong winds and huge waves, instantly swallowing up the Yin Fire and the Eight Heavenly Dragon Fires.
Then, he split into black shadows again and fled in all directions, escaping Qi Zhengyan's "thousands of miles of ice" again by a hair's breadth. One of the black shadows even hit Zhao Heng and took away a lot of his essence and blood.
He was seriously injured and fell into a coma.
Zhao Heng had many secret treasures and unique skills, but because of this, he became the focus of attention of this location-level evil spirit. He exhausted everything and barely survived.
The strength gap between the two sides is evident!
Seeing Ruan Yushu exhausted and Zhao Heng unconscious, seeing Qi Zhengyan exhausted and teetering on the verge of collapse, with only ordinary combat power and unable to perform any outdoor moves, Meng Qi could not suppress the feeling of despair in his heart.
Suddenly, the surrounding air flow solidified, and there seemed to be strange changes.
After placing Ruan Yushu in place and preparing to take action, Xuanniao's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he turned to look at Jiang Zhiwei, who was fighting with the demon shadow.
Meng Qi also looked over and saw Jiang Zhiwei standing on the spot with a solemn and determined expression, her vague figure standing out in mid-air, as if her soul had left her body.
Determined, courageous, and never look back.
Jiang Zhiwei's physical body swung the long sword, and the shadow of her soul in mid-air burned rapidly, and she also swung the sword of her heart.
The wind stopped in mid-air, the rain solidified in the sky, the demonic energy stopped rolling, and everything was quiet.
The surrounding colors seemed to fade away, black and white became clear, and the black images scattered by the evil spirits were like mosquitoes in amber, frozen in place.
"唳~~~"
The black bird cried, soared into the sky, and turned into a phantom that merged into the White Rainbow Sun-piercing Sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand.
This is the twenty-three swords, the sword of the heart, the sword of the soul, the sword of the soul, the sword of the sword. Once the sword is struck, the senses are stagnant and everything is solidified. It is unstoppable. Once you practice it to the depths, there will be "the Emperor of Heaven stepping on the time."
What a power!
It is an outdoor move, and it will not be stronger than Sword Out of Selflessness, but in certain situations, it is more effective than Sword Out of Selflessness. It is not stronger, only more suitable!
However, this sword requires burning the soul and almost giving up life to use it. It is the brilliant light of life!
Therefore, Xuanniao merged into the White Rainbow Sun-piercing Sword, using Shang Yi's Twenty-three Swords of Destruction of Heaven and Earth to arouse the essence of heaven and earth, and at the same time protect Jiang Zhiwei's soul, so that this sword can be used perfectly, and it will not
It hurt Jiang Zhiwei's fundamentals.
However, Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan and Meng Qi all felt that the sound of the black bird's cry they just heard was a bit angry, and they were probably scolding them very dirty.
Thinking is slow, senses are stagnant, and the things in front of several people seem to be frozen.
Suddenly, the sound of wind blew past, as if the seal of confinement was lifted, the demonic energy rolled again, colors were added to the black and white, and the bloody river flowed gurglingly.
Da da da da, the dark clouds condensed by the previous changes in the sky are still shedding tears, and raindrops hit the ground.
Bang bang bang, the black shadows let out shrill screams and disappeared into thin air, leaving only a handful of them.
They came together and condensed the body again. It was still a mummy, but the demonic energy had almost dissipated. The Buddha's light had the upper hand. With Xuanniao's intervention, the power of this sword had reached the level of a real outdoor scene, equivalent to
A killer move from a strong man on location.
The soul protruding from the top of Jiang Zhiwei's head was not damaged under the protection of the black bird. Instead, because she understood the sword intention of the Twenty-Three Swords of Destruction of Heaven and Earth, Jiang Zhiwei's sword intention became even stronger and her soul became clearer after swinging this sword.
The soul entered the Niwan Palace, Jiang Zhiwei slowly opened her eyes, her face was slightly pale but she still had some energy left, and she saluted the black bird that flew out of the White Rainbow Sun Sword:
"Thanks for the help!"
“Chirp chirp~~~~”
However, Xuanniao once again let out some angry cries, which made Jiang Zhiwei feel a little embarrassed, and also made Ruan Yushu, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan on the side breathe a sigh of relief, and even chuckled thoughtfully.
At this moment, a hand suddenly fell from the air. It was a thin hand without much flesh, but the fingers were long, slender and beautiful.
The five fingers are constantly changing and forming seals, as if they are interpreting the mystery of life, explaining the blooming of a flower, the birth of a baby, and the germination of a seed.
A faint green light lingered, and Meng Qi seemed to hear the sound of seeds breaking through the soil.
The small seeds actually pushed through the heavy soil when they sprouted. This is the power of life!
This is not an illusion. Within a few miles, grass buds sprout out one after another, and the green color is extremely refreshing.
This palm hit the head of the mummy that was wounded by Sword Twenty-three, and the power of life poured into it.
When Bixia Yuanjun arrived, he happened to see Jiang Zhiwei's Sword Twenty-Three and also saw Xuanniao's move. Apart from being shocked, she also felt a strong desire to take action!
She knew the monster was scary before, and planned to wait for Guangcheng Tianzun and Yun Zhongzi to be summoned before taking action. But now, the monster is much weaker than she thought. Not only did she have to be distracted to suppress the Buddha's light, but she was also beaten by a group of children who didn't even have half a step outside.
With the help of the power of the treasure weapon, the demonic energy collapsed, and control was almost regained by the Buddha's light.
When such an opportunity appears in front of you, how can you not take action?
If God does not take it, you will suffer the consequences!
ah!
The monster burst out with earth-shattering screams, and jets of black gas spurted out, fouling the light green life force. The terrifying demonic power overflowed, forcing Bixia Yuanjun to retreat.
"Namo Amitabha." Seizing this opportunity, the Buddha's light completely overwhelmed the demonic energy and took back the initiative. The darkness on his body was forced to the torso. Although the head looked like a mummy, it was full of compassion and tranquility.
Looks a little bit ferocious.
Seeing this situation, Bixia Yuanjun did not dare to take action, fearing that the Buddha's light would be knocked down and the demonic energy would gain the upper hand again.
Just now, I hit the opponent's head with a palm with all my strength, leaving only a shallow palm mark and not causing any serious damage. This shows how terrifying the monster is. If he fights against the demonic nature and the Buddha nature at the same time, and they take turns, he may not be able to escape death!
…………
In the stone room, a man in green robe is sitting on the ground. He looks young, but there is an indescribable vicissitude. If you observe him carefully, you will find that he is completely empty, without me or anything. He seems to be there, but also far away.
.
Zheng! The long sword lying across his knees was sheathed again, with half an inch of the blade exposed.
"Thank you!"
Opposite the man in green robe, there was also a fat young man wearing gold and silver sitting. It was Qian Duoduo. He said with a smile:
"There is no need to be polite with the Heavenly Sword. Junior Sister Jiang and I were teammates in the past. We experienced life and death together, so we should help each other!
What's more, Senior Su and Junior Sister Jiang are both people with a bright future, and I, a businessman, am just investing in advance!"
That's right, the man in green robe is Su Wuming, the divine sword from heaven, or he is the alter ego he inspired in this world with the help of the fragments of the Haotian Mirror.
"My little friend is so complimentary, it's just a chance!"
Su Wuming was very plain.
Qian Duoduo changed his voice and said:
"I think Senior Su has not been able to break through the Dharmakaya for so many years. He should be trying to accumulate power with the help of others and me in order to achieve a successful breakthrough. However, the world is unpredictable and the future may..."
Su Wuming shook his head slightly when he heard this and said:
"It doesn't matter. I want to achieve perfection, but it doesn't have to be perfect. I have a strong foundation of self-confidence. Even if there are any obstacles in the future, I can break them with one sword!"
Qian Duoduo sighed secretly when he heard this:
"As expected, like a teacher, like a disciple! The characters of these two masters and disciples are so similar!"
Then, the two turned their attention to where Meng Qi and others were.
…………
"Amitabha, I am the Nine True Ones." The mummy reported his name.
Bixia Yuanjun had roughly guessed the identity of the mummy and his condition before. She was confused and waited for the follow-up, but did not relax her guard at the same time.
When he saw the mummy wearing cassocks in the fragments of the demon world, Meng Qi could think of it as Jiuzhen with his toes. He put down Jiang Zhiwei and stood opposite him calmly.
Jiuzhen said with emotion: "Lao Na wanted to get rid of the Yuan Demon, so he took the Buddha treasure and went deep into this world. It was about to be accomplished, but he neglected one thing. It turned out that this world is immortal, and the Yuan Demon is immortal.
If they don't 'die', he will seize the opportunity and infiltrate his consciousness into Lao Na's body, entangled and suppressing each other for many years."
"I should have passed away at the end of my life a long time ago. It is only through the Yuan Demon that I can survive to this day. I have no attachment to this and have been looking for opportunities to completely eliminate this disaster."
"Just now, I sensed the appearance of a treasure related to the Buddha, and understood that the opportunity was coming, so I recruited a few of them regardless of the cost. Unexpectedly, the cost was too great, and the Yuan Demon regained the upper hand, almost killing several benefactors. I am really sorry.
."
Go ahead, it’s all your fault, old bald donkey! Meng Qi thought of the danger just now and couldn’t help but cursed in his heart.
At the same time, he finally understood why the accident happened. It turned out to be because he used the green lantern in front of the Buddha!
Bixia Yuanjun nodded slightly and looked at the green lantern hanging on Meng Qi's chest, which finally cleared up the doubts in his mind.
"I wonder if the donor can give up this green lantern related to the Buddha to me so that I can use it to destroy the evil spirits?" Zen Master Jiuzhen clasped his hands together and made a sincere request.
Bixia Yuanjun frowned, smelling something wrong, but at the moment Jiuzhen, she didn't dare to do anything excessive.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Meng Qi was thinking about whether to take the opportunity to extort some money. The green lantern in front of the Buddha is worth a lot of good deeds. Suddenly, he remembered the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation's attitude towards Qing. The description of the lamp, "suspected to be the follow-up to the cold jade Buddha statue"!
"Destroy the evil spirit and restore purity to the world, why would you want to give it up?" Meng Qi looked solemn and awe-inspiring as he took off the green lantern in front of the Buddha and handed it to Zen Master Jiuzhen.
A seemingly ferocious smile of relief appeared on Jiuzhen's mummy-like face. He solemnly took the green lantern, saluted with one hand and said, "Amitabha, if the little benefactor has this intention, he will be rewarded."
He sat cross-legged, holding a green lantern in one hand, and raising his hand to his chest, and said compassionately:
"You have only known killing and flesh and blood in your life, and your soul has been blinded by desire. I am entangled with you. I feel it all the time and understand your obsession. I will take this opportunity to get rid of your evil thoughts and take you to heaven together."
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time. He has seen that all five aggregates are empty and can survive all hardships."
"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color..."
The verses of scriptures sounded slowly, which were pure, solemn, sacred and mysterious, bringing peace of mind and thoughts about life.
The green lantern held by Jiuzhen's left hand burst out with bright light, cracks appeared, and a faint breath of Buddha emerged.
Infinite light, infinite life, illuminating the ten directions and eight poles, the infinite world!
The entire fragment of the demon world is filled with warm and pure light, and all the demonic energy quickly melts away like the first snow meeting the sun.
The sound of clicking was heard endlessly, and obvious gaps appeared in the dark void.
There was a demonic shadow in Jiuzhen's body struggling and wailing, but it couldn't stop it from collapsing and becoming transparent. At the same time, his own body was also emitting golden light and disappearing in mid-air.
"Jiuzhen Bald Donkey, to put it nicely, you don't want to kill me!" Yuan Mo roared.
Then, he laughed heartily and seemed to give up the struggle,
"I know that Prajnaparamita is a great divine mantra, a great enlightenment mantra, a supreme mantra, and an infinite mantra. It can eliminate all suffering and is true and true..." Jiuzhen's expression was compassionate and peaceful, and the light of the Buddha and the light of the blue lantern in his hand suddenly appeared. The great prosperity illuminated Meng Qi's eyes only with light.
In the light, the faint black energy was completely eliminated, and only a crazy laughter echoed around:
"Kill, kill, as long as you have desires in your heart, my demon will never be destroyed!"
The Buddha's light dissipated, and the entire demon world fragments lost their filthy meaning. There were cracks in the void everywhere, and it seemed that they would collapse at any time.
Wu Quxingjun and Queen Mother Xi rushed to the passage and were about to enter when they suddenly stopped because they found that the dark passage was in the process of cracking!
"The people from Xianji took away the Buddha treasure?" They looked at each other.
The nine true manifestations of the golden body are like an eight-armed arhat, but they are as dim as a shadow and seem to disappear at any time.
"Amitabha, thank you to the little benefactor for your help." Jiuzhen clasped his hands together, bowed to Meng Qi, and said with a smile, "I have nothing but one Buddha treasure, but it is on the verge of destruction. Please don't worry about it, the little benefactor."
."
As soon as he finished speaking, green light erupted from Bixia Yuanjun's body, and he rushed towards Jiuzhen.
But Jiuzhen was faster. He opened his forehead and raised his eyes, and a light green Bodhi seed flew out quickly, hitting Meng Qi's eyebrows squarely.
Not knowing why, Meng Qi felt dizzy and his vision was extremely dark.
Then, a huge golden Buddha appeared in the darkness, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, with a solemn Zen attitude:
“Only ‘I’ am the only one in heaven and on earth.”
The Buddha's light shined brightly, dispelling the darkness, and seemed to contain countless great truths. Meng Qi's head hurt violently, and he immediately quit this feeling, without having time to comprehend anything.