The black netherworld fire has arrived in front of the ghost butterfly and burned one of its wings.
The fire spread rapidly.
The Ghostly Resentful Butterfly is like rice paper dipped in oil, which catches fire from the underworld.
"ah-"
Gui Yudie screamed, and Meng Die also screamed.
To the Ghostly Resentful Butterfly, the netherworld fire is extremely poisonous, and even a little bit of it will kill it.
Seeing this, An Qingli used his finger skills again, and a large ball of Netherworld Fire followed closely.
"Don't die!"
The Ghost Resentful Butterfly angrily scolded Meng Die and once again swallowed up part of Meng Die's will. With a sudden heart, it broke off one of its wings and fled in embarrassment.
When the netherworld fire meets the netherworld ghost energy, the fire grows fiercely. It is like a raging volcano high in the sky. The black raging volcano burns ferociously but silently. Mount Putuo, which is thousands of miles away, can also burn
see.
"What's going on?"
"what happened?"
"Where does the rootless fire come from?"
"Is this thick black energy the appearance of a big monster?"
The Buddhist cultivators on Mount Putuo all looked up.
A high-level Buddhist cultivator left the mountain immediately to investigate.
The ghost resents the butterfly and escapes.
The ghost energy of the netherworld burned out, and the fire intensity of the netherworld fire decreased sharply, shrinking into a small ball, but it became darker and darker, and it was obviously more terrifying than before it was released.
An Qingli's eyes lit up, and he collected the Nether Fire and returned it to his body.
The recovered netherworld fire entered the Dantian and instantly turned into surging netherworld energy.
Just listen to a "click" sound.
An acupuncture point in An Qingli's body was directly knocked open because of the surging netherworld energy.
It has such a wonderful effect!
An Qingli was overjoyed. She absorbed that ball of netherworld fire into her body, and it was even more powerful than her spirit stone, which she had practiced hard for several years.
good!
Great kindness!
An Qingli couldn't help being happy.
If she had the help of this ghost energy, she would be able to complete the first stage of the "Eight Desolations of the Netherworld" at a terrifying speed.
The first stage of "Eight Desolate Netherworld Techniques" is to fill up the 720 acupoints in the body.
What was originally expected to take four to five hundred years of hard work may be greatly shortened due to this ghostly spirit.
"Ancestor, let's chase!"
An Qingli's eyes were astonishingly bright. In her eyes, the small ghost butterfly was equivalent to the existence of a giant mine.
An immeasurable windfall!
What an opportunity!
What a great opportunity!
Don't miss the opportunity, seize it when you encounter it!
"Ancestor, chase quickly!"
"good!"
Qi Min stepped forward and took her to chase the ghost and resentment butterfly.
The Ghost Resentful Butterfly, which had one of its wings broken off, was furious and once again fanned out its boundless ghost energy to block the old way of overcoming the tribulation.
An Qingli made a secret and with a twist of his wrist, a large ball of black netherworld fire went straight towards the netherworld ghost energy.
"boom!"
The Nether Fire suddenly surged, consuming the surrounding Netherworld ghost energy. Before the fire could subside, An Qingli absorbed the black fire tempered by the ghost energy into his body.
There was a "click" sound.
Another hole was opened.
"This is going to happen! This is going to happen!"
As a symbiotic partner, Xiao Jintan can best sense the benefits An Qingli gained.
The acupoints were opened one after another, which not only saved years of hard training, but also saved a huge amount of spiritual stones. What was even more gratifying was that the power of the Netherworld Fire was greatly increased in a short period of time.
The power of heaven-level skills is immeasurable!
A twist of the wrist.
A small ball of increasingly solidified Netherworld Fire rushed into the boundless Netherworld Ghost Qi.
The fire is raging.
Burn out the surrounding ghost energy and open up a smooth pursuit path for ancestor Qi Min.
"hateful!"
Ghost Resentment Butterfly also noticed that the Netherworld Fire of the small foundation was actually becoming more solid each time, which frightened him more and more.
What's going on?
Isn't it possible for the little foundation-building master to cultivate with the help of its ghostly energy?
Guiyuan Die came back to his senses.
hateful!
Its sure-kill move is to make wedding clothes for its enemies!
The Ghost Resentful Butterfly was furious and was covered in the boundless ghostly aura. The two tentacles on its head moved, and countless resentful souls moved towards behind it.
The screams of ghosts fill the sky.
Those resentful souls were all people who had died in the Buddhist kingdom just now. Some of them threw eggs and vegetable leaves at Meng Die, and one was the sloppy old man who ran too slowly.
Ancestor Qi Gao waved his sleeves and scattered those souls.
However, those souls were controlled by the Ghost Resentful Butterfly. After the smoke dispersed, they gathered again, avoiding the Netherworld Fire, and headed towards the two Dujie and An Qingli.
The resentful soul blocked the road, and the ghost butterfly fled again, and escaped downwards.
It wanted to flee to a crowded place, and threatened the lives of thousands of people, so that the old Taoist and the little Zhuji vowed to let it go.
A Buddha chant sounded.
Two high-level Buddhist cultivators appeared with twelve precept scars on their heads, equivalent to the realm of transcending tribulation.
The golden light trembled greatly. It was the golden light of Buddhism that specifically transformed resentful souls and stopped those resentful souls for An Qingli and his party.
At the same time, the string of Buddhist beads on An Qingli's hand also shimmered with golden light.
The Buddhist abbot specially gave the string of Buddhist beads to her before she went down the mountain, and also warned her not to take them off.
The golden light shines everywhere.
Under the golden light, the resentful soul no longer screamed ferociously, like a nightmare that suddenly woke up. After a brief period of confusion, it bowed to An Qingli with a smile, and the soul suddenly disappeared and entered reincarnation.
"ah!"
The Ghostly Resentful Butterfly screamed like a blind butterfly, that damn little base building could even be dealt with by ghosts, but it was specially designed to defeat it!
It has traversed several small worlds and lived for seven or eight thousand years, and has never encountered anything so depressing.
Not only was he feeling depressed, he was also vaguely aware of an unprecedented panic.
It was the greatest fear of imminent death.
That's why it screams and vents.
Will thousands of years of Taoism be lost in one fell swoop?
The ghost resentful butterfly is filled with resentment and wants the whole small world to be buried with it!
With golden light added to his body, the resentful ghost was no longer a threat. An Qingli was protected by the two ancestors who had transcended the tribulation, and he stepped down quickly to stop the falling ghost resentful butterfly.
An Qingli's fingers were very fast, and he kept firing out the Netherworld Fire, and then retracting the Netherworld Fire. The acupoints in his body were knocked open one after another, one after another.
The fire of the underworld clears the way, and the light of Buddha transforms the resentful souls along the way.
Suddenly, several rays of extremely pure white light disappeared into An Qingli's body.
When the white light entered the body, it was like the spiritual power of several top-quality spiritual stones suddenly stored in An Qingli's body.
Warm and comfortable.
Without waiting for An Qingli to react too much, the pure spiritual power went directly to An Qingli's empty acupoints without any waste.
In the past, when cultivating with the help of spiritual stones, the spiritual energy in those spiritual stones would not be completely stored, and a lot would always be lost and returned to heaven and earth.
But the spiritual power transformed into white light is not like this.
"The power of merit! It's the power of merit!"
Xiao Jintan cheered and was extremely excited. Buddhist cultivation relies on the power of merit to advance. His family Qingli is not a Buddhist, but he can obtain the power of merit. It is really an unexpected joy.
An Qingli kept firing black netherworld fire, and glanced at the Buddhist beads on his wrist. This was really a priceless good thing.
During the double monthly pass period, I am especially looking forward to the monthly pass!