When Bai Xiaoyun heard this, his expression did not change significantly, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes immediately stared at the demon wind, and the rich murderous intent contained in it was fully revealed.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light flashed in the center of his right hand, and a silver light sucked up and down, turning into a silver tin staff about a meter long. The head of the staff had two twelve rings, the body of the staff was engraved with the Sanskrit Great Compassion Mantra, and a pure pearl the size of a walnut was embedded in the tail of the staff, which emitted a Buddhist atmosphere of great brightness.

With one hand, the Buddhist beads worn on his wrist fell off his wrist, and the tether broke on its own. Six golden beads hung beside him, and the Buddhist mantras engraved on it all shone with a red flame-like light.

I saw him stomping the ground with one foot, and his body shot out like an arrow. The silver tin staff in his hand thrust forward like a spear, heading straight to Yao Fengxin's mouth. The six Buddhist beads also followed him like shadows and rushed over.

Seeing this, Yao Feng took the initiative to avoid his sharp edge and raised it dozens of feet backwards. His sleeves shook suddenly, and the rolling black fog surged out, like a black snake in his sleeves, surging towards Baixiaoyun.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaoyun had no intention of dodging at all. The tin staff in his hand pierced into the black fog. When his wrist twisted, the twelve rings hanging on the head of the staff immediately "ding" sounded.

In an instant, layers of golden light waves rippled on it, rushing around like a tide.

The rich black fog melted away like snow meeting the scorching sun when it encountered the golden light waves, and did not stop Bai Xiaoyun at all.

Seeing that the tin staff had been handed to Yao Feng's body, his right hand suddenly stirred, his sleeves "rattled" and wrapped around the tin staff layer by layer, making waves of "hissing" sounds, and white smoke rose.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Feng swept the right hand of the tin staff and pulled Bai Xiaoyun backwards, suddenly pulled Bai Xiaoyun closer, and turned his body from the body of the scepter, raised his palm and slapped Bai Xiaoyun.

Bai Xiaoyun was prepared for this and his reaction was extremely fast. He swept the tin staff horizontally and hit Yaofeng's body directly.

The rune "Great Compassion Curse" engraved on the staff suddenly lit up a red light, like a burning red plate, and was rubbed on the cloak of Yaofeng.

There was a slight "boom".

The red rune red light masterpiece printed on the demon wind cloak actually bloomed like fire lotus. The light and compassion contained in it contained the true Buddhist teachings and released powerful power.

As the flames burned, black mist evaporated on Yaofeng's cloak, and a huge hole suddenly appeared in the middle.

Shen Luo looked up and saw that his exposed body was covered with crisscrossing cracks, with dark red light inside, looking like a porcelain bottle about to be broken.

"A bold monster, so serious injury, you still dare to speak out loud!" Seeing this, Bai Xiaoyun shouted harshly.

The facial expression covered by the demon wind cloak was hard to see clearly, but its body was constantly shaking. As the sleeves waved, a roll of demonic energy surged out, flooding all the fire lotus and covering the hole again.

Shen Luo's pupils shrank, and he knew in his heart that this demon wind was not as calm as he said. Bai Xiaotian's self-destruction caused him to suffer a lot. Judging from the current situation, most of the body of a true immortal could not maintain it.

"It's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog. A mere Mahayana monk dares to shout in front of me. After I have used blood food, I will taste your flesh and blood well." Yao Feng said gritting his teeth.

After saying that, his hands suddenly formed seals in front of him, his palms were against each other, and his ten fingers were spread out like flowers and held them in front of his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling blood light lit up from the center of its palm, and the light shone brightly, as if a blood-colored sun was rising.

Chen Luo just looked over at one glance, and after a stinging pain in his eyes, his eyes couldn't move away.

His eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of dark red. An endless blood red winding flowed into his eyes. The corpses of human race around him were piled up like mountains, emitting an extremely strong smell of blood.

"Ao..."

Suddenly, a loud roar of wild beasts came from a distance. Looking down in the sound, a hideous monster with sharp bone spurs on the back was fighting with another monster with curved horns to bite a young man.

The two scrambled each other, tearing the young man into two halves, blood spilling like rain, the whole picture looked extremely cruel, and such a purgatory scene could be seen everywhere around.

"What the hell is going on? Is it an illusion?" Chen Luo was shocked and puzzled.

He looked around and didn't know where he was. He just looked up at the sky and could faintly see lightning flashing in the clouds, but he could not hear the sound of explosions.

Although Chen Luo felt the atmosphere around him was suppressed and there seemed to be a burst of noisy sounds echoing in his sea of ​​consciousness, he quickly stopped the panic in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he began to grop in his arms.

Soon, he took out a blue talisman and injected a trace of magic power into it.

A green light burst out from the talisman paper. After a slight flash, it expanded rapidly, reflecting the entire talisman paper.

He raised his hand and threw it gently, and the talisman paper flew up on its own, hanging in front of him and floating slowly. With a "slam" sound on the paper, a green whirlwind visible to the naked eye blew out from it and surrounded him.

The sunken vision quickly discovered a very surprising scene with the blue whirlwind.

I saw that where the breeze swept through, a light red smoke immediately dissipated in the air, and the feeling of red shading covering the void disappeared immediately. What was revealed around Shen Luo was the scene inside the Jianmen Pass city wall.

His eyes moved to the distance, and his eyes fell outside the green whirlwind. The void there was still blood red, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood she saw before still existed.

"It seems that the effect of this Qingfeng Breaking Talisman is limited, and the range that can be broken seems to be only a few feet in front of me. This is somewhat different from the records in the book. Could it be that the illusion in front of me is too powerful?" Chen Luo frowned, but he had no time to think too much. He reached into his arms with his palm and quickly took out several exactly the same talismans.

He turned his body, waved his palms in all directions, and punched out one after another.

I saw seven or eight Qingfeng Breaking Talises flying around, illuminating lights one after another in the void, one after another, and a green whirlwind flew out from it, surrounding the surrounding area dozens of feet, dispersing the red shade of a large area.

Chen Luo then saw that all the Jianye people and monks were standing there at this moment, with a faint red light shining in everyone's eyes, and their bodies were shaking slowly, as if they were trapped in a nightmare.
Chapter completed!