A heat flowed by Mo Xian's side, and then he calmed down, but he was still a little angry. Mo Xian knew that it would be enough to completely refine the residual image.

Wei Qing and Xie Cao'er were surprised: "What real fire have you refined? How come the flame array diagram enters your body as soon as it reaches your hands, and it fits well with you."

"I have practiced Samadhi True Fire and obtained the Flame Array Diagram, which complement each other. Unfortunately, it is a residual picture, otherwise my Samadhi True Fire may have a greater success." Mo Xian said.

The auction is still going on and the three of them never took action again.

After seeing the auction in Yunshi, Mo Xian felt a little uneasy. Logically speaking, it was just a treasure gathering meeting. He soon realized that the feeling of anxiety started from the appearance of the Blood Prison Bottle. Before that, he did not pay attention.

He had never learned the art of calculation, but believed in his own feelings. He knew that human feelings were very effective, especially monks. Cultivators had control over their own state of mind and felt some signs in advance. Legend has it that immortals often knew something had happened with a whim of heart.

After leaving the auction hall in Yun City, the three of them were about to leave, but they couldn't leave.

The three of them left the deserted tomb in Huanghuagang. They were originally temporarily arranged in Yuncheng City. For the monks, they came and went freely, but as soon as the three of them left, they found that they didn't know the way. They seemed to have come to a strange place. All the fields in the past disappeared, as if they had come to the wilderness.

Mo Xian couldn't help but a word flashed into the formation, and he and his men entered the formation unknowingly. Mo Xian couldn't see what formation it was, and Xie Caoer and Wei Qing were not familiar with the formation.

"Don't panic, we seem to be in ambush. This is the formation space." Mo Xian said, and at the same time, the three of them stood back to back unconsciously.

"What should I do?" Xie Caoer asked.

Mo Xian pondered: "We should not offend people. It is not worth using such a large formation to deal with us. We may have suffered the disaster, otherwise until now, there will be nothing but trapping us."

"Then we won't move!" Wei Qing said.

Three people stood alone in the wilderness, like orphans of heaven and earth.

"We really couldn't do what we did before we figured out. Who arranged it? For what? Is it for Yun City?" Wei Qing said.

"I haven't heard of any enemy in Yun City. Yun City is the most cunning in doing business. However, how could anyone deal with it?" Xie Caoer retorted.

Mo Xian was thinking, and a light flashed in his mind: "Maybe it was to deal with the Hall of Yama. The Hall of Yama bid for the Blood Prison Bottle. There was a force that didn't want the Hall of Yama to get the Blood Prison Bottle. If you set up a large array, you can set up a large array in a short time. It is also strong. In Andu, except for the Hall of Yama, there is only the Demon Sect."

"Then they are fighting with gods, and we mortals will suffer!" Wei Qing said. He followed Mo Xian's thoughts and quickly clarified the context. "This is a bit like the style of the Demon Sect. He does not ask about means, but only seeks the purpose."

At this moment, a fog broke out between the sky and the earth, but it was not white fog, but mysterious yellow. In the fog, Mo Xian shouted, "Be careful!" When he raised his hand, there was a thunder sound, which was Mo Xian's palm. As soon as the thunder fire came out, the sound of a Buddhist singing came from the opposite side, and the Buddha's light flashed to resist the thunder fire.

"Who are you?" Mo Xian asked, Xie Cao'er's flying sword was hanging on his head, unable to breathe, and Wei Qing also used a flying sword, ready to be a sword at any time, but Mo Xian held the Yin Talisman Sword in his hand.

There were two people opposite, one was a monk and the other was Tou Tuo. The monk looked like an ordinary person, but Tou Tuo burned a blue and purple fire on his head, as if he was a candle. Looking at the three people carefully, Tou Tuo smiled: "I didn't expect that I actually met a traitor. The Buddha is the scattered tou Tuo from the Heavenly Tribe of the Yama Palace! Traitor, your end of the world has arrived, let the Buddha save you to hell!"

Mo Xian did not know this Tou Tuo, but Tou Tuo knew him. Mo Xian didn't know that since the Battle of Black Hell, the little Ming Wang Ranyue has painted his image into graphics, which is famous for him.

The Toutuo formed the Wrathful King Seal with his hands, and divided a flower from the flames above his head. It was extremely fast. Before he could even come to his face, he smelled a scent of meat, which was a burnt smell of human flesh.

Mo Xian stroked the long sword with his hand, and the Yin Talisman Sword sounded clear, and a sword seemed to come out in a trance. Qianling Tou Tuo shouted loudly, as if the vajra was angry. The flames above his head suddenly appeared more than one meter high, but the one that was separated was silently extinguished. The matter was not over. Qianling Tou Tuo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo Puo, but Mo Xian's sound killing technique was generated in his body in a mysterious way.

Qianzhentou Tuo used a mouthful of blood to compress the sword energy in his body and discharged the sword energy out of his body. This strange attack almost killed Qianzhentou Tuo.

As soon as the salt-burning head squirted out blood, the monk next to him moved and yelled the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Mo Xian suddenly drew his sword, like an antelope hanging on his horns, and it seemed like a thunder thunder sounded in the air. Mo Xian's sword reduced the power of the Buddhist lion's roar to the lowest point. That's it, Xie Cao'er and Wei Qing couldn't help but sway.

They then understood and the two sword lights were like dragons and they killed them.

The monk showed a look of surprise. He did not expect that Mo Xian's sword would actually weaken his lion roar so much. It was the first time he saw someone use this method to reduce his lion roar. He was not showing any weakness. A string of eighteen rosary hanging between his neck flew up and faced two sword lights.

At this moment, a faint red light lit up on Mo Xian's left arm. A rope flashed, and the dragon-binding rope appeared, directly tied the monk to the ground. His rosary also lost its light and fell to the ground weakly. Two sword lights flashed and the head flew up.

At the moment when the incident happened, Qianzhentoutuo had just taken two steps back and was attacked by Mo Xian's sound killing technique. He used a mouthful of blood to relieve the crisis. Before he could breathe, the monk died in front of him.

The monk was even better than him, but he died extremely cowardly. He was bound by Mo Xian with a dragon-binding rope. His magic power was instantly sealed and he fell under a sword to become a ghost.

Qianzhentoutuo roared angrily, and the flames above his head suddenly wrapped around his whole body. His whole body looked like a huge torch, and many Buddha statues appeared in it. Strangely, it did not hurt him at all, and there was no burning marks in his clothes. But a strong wave of heat came, and Mo Xian suddenly remembered a kind of fire, the fire of compassion, but the color was wrong. It was a golden flame, while he was blue and purple.

Mo Xian didn't know that the fire of compassion is golden, but not everyone can practice this kind of flame. The fire of compassion is a fire of faith. Only a great compassionate monk can practice. Moreover, this flame does not hurt people, but purifies your mind. Even if a person who is unforgivable is burned by the fire of compassion, he will immediately put down his butcher knife and convert to Buddhism.

The flames that the Lizard-burning Toutu practiced are based on the practice methods of compassionate fire, but their effects are the opposite. If you let this flame be burned with the help of your karma, you will never stop burning you to ashes, and even your soul cannot escape, but it is different from the Red Lotus Karma Fire. Lizard-burning Toututu calls it the fire of non-return.

The Buddhas in the flames held the demon-subduing seals in their hands and called them at the three of them one by one. The seals composed of blue and purple flames were whistling, and in the ears of Mo Xian and the other, it was unspeakable. Wei Qing and Xie Cao'er suddenly felt uneasy, their hearts were rough and their breath was depressed, and even the flying sword could not be controlled.

Mo Xian's hand technique was accompanied by the rain and dew technique. The drizzle suddenly rose in the sky. This was the drizzle turned into by his true water of Tianyi. He practiced Tianyi's true water, so far, only two or three drops. This drizzle was used to remove his drop. He said everything according to the other party's compassionate heart fire.

The fire of compassion is a strange kind of fire, and only the true water of Tianyi transformed by the kidney water can be destroyed. He accidentally hit the fire of Tianyi, the true water of Tianyi, is the nemesis of almost all fires, and even the true fire of Samadhi refined by Mo Xian is no exception.

Although the fire of Bugui was very fierce, it suddenly went out when it encountered the drizzle that looked very weak, and even the last bit of flame burning on his head was completely extinguished.

Mo Xian did not wait for the flames to go out, and the sword in his hand was accompanied by a sword light. The sword light in the fire was invading the body. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand was raised, but it blocked a hole.

Mo Xian killed Rising Toutuo with one sword. Rising Toutuo fell to the ground, and his body immediately smelled. The three of them covered their noses. They didn't know what was going on, but they didn't know that Rising Toutuo practiced the Unreturn Fire. He used himself as a tribute to subdue the demon head and turned to the Buddha. The demon head was not willing, but lit the lights with his own soul. Under the threat of the Unreturn Fire, the demon head burned in the fire and transformed into the Buddha's appearance, but like the Hell of the Unreturn Fire, he never stopped burning the fire of the Unreturn Fire, becoming weak day by day, while the Unreturn Fire became stronger day by day.

When his flame completely turns purple, it is also the end of these demons, but the flames have all the incredible effects of the demons. As long as you have a thought, the flames can invade your body, and no matter how strict you defend, it is useless.

But before his flame could compete for the full power, he was killed by Mo Xian. Mo Xian accidentally saved several demons, but the demon did not let the tantaur, sweeping all the useful things in his corpse, so the stench was emitted.

The devil turned his head and rushed towards Mo Xian. They would not care about you being their savior, and they were invisible and colorless, and directly pounced on Mo Xian. Suddenly, countless lights were emitted from Mo Xian. As soon as they approached Mo Xian, they suddenly let out a terrifying howl, and they also vaguely appeared, with ferocious faces, but their bodies seemed to be on fire.

The Buddhist heart light that Mo Xian accidentally cultivated was not a decoration. Although Mo Xian himself didn't know it, his Huangting Avenue also reached the level of heart light, and the inside and outside were bright, and the light of various organs was shining. When the devil arrived, he immediately howled like a fire, turning into blue smoke.

Mo Xian didn't know that outside the formation, Yin Jiuyou had a slight smile on his face. Looking at the people in the formation, Shi Tian had already entered the formation, and the people of the Heavenly Tribe of the Yama Palace had entered the formation. Yin Jiuyou moved everyone in the formation and drove them to fight with the people in the Yama Palace.
Chapter completed!