The ghost resents the butterfly and wants to trade the lives of innocent people for the possibility of his own escape.
Ancestor Qi Min led An Qingli down suddenly, using Netherworld Fire to stop the ghosts and resentful butterflies.
Ancestor Qi Gao used magic to condense the green vines to entangle the ghostly resentful butterfly protected by the Yin Qi.
The two Buddhist cultivators in the Tribulation Realm also guarded one side to prevent the ghosts and resentful butterflies from going down.
Logically speaking, it wouldn't be too difficult for four Tribulation-Transcending Realms to work together to deal with a Tribulation-Transcending Ghost Butterfly.
However, the ghostly aura of the ghostly resentful butterfly was in the way. Protected by the aura of the ghostly ghost, the four people in the Tribulation Realm did not dare to get too close.
As the distance was far away, the Ghost Resentful Butterfly, which was missing one wing, managed to escape the fierce attacks of several Tribulation Ancestors several times.
The black ghostly atmosphere spread for dozens of miles.
"Ah, what a strange weather!"
There were people on the ground talking about how a huge dark cloud could suddenly appear on a perfectly sunny day.
"It's going to rain, collect your clothes!"
Some people exclaimed and quickly put the clothes to dry into the house.
The dark clouds were erratic, getting lower and lower, and the air around them became cold.
"Hey, why is there still red light? Could it be red lightning?"
People who don't know about it are trembling and shaking their legs, still marveling at it, not knowing that a disaster is coming and their death is approaching.
"It's weird, it's weird, there are golden thunder and lightning, there are also cyan thunder and lightning, monsters! Monsters are coming!"
Some people were so frightened that they peeed and crawled under the bed.
"Report"
The palace guards shouted urgently.
"Speak." The lustful old emperor was lying in the wine pool and the meat forest.
"There may be a vision coming from the sky, three-colored black clouds."
Before the guard finished speaking, a ghostly scream suddenly sounded in the sky above the palace.
Thousands of ghosts screamed horribly, and it was so eerie that it caused countless people's scalps to go numb. It was so frightened that the old emperor rolled his eyes and fell into the snow-white arms of the fox concubine.
"I want to die. I want to die"
The Tao Xiu national master who is on the third level of Qi training has shaved his head and has not taken care of his skin, so he is about to run away.
"No further down!"
The two senior Buddhist cultivators glared angrily.
This evil beast has already destroyed tens of thousands of lives in the Kingdom of the Holy Son. How can we allow it to kill again?
How Gui Yudie obeyed the order and obtained the bargaining chip was what mattered.
The incomplete wings flapped violently, and the boundless ghost energy was stirred up. The ghost resentful butterfly took the opportunity to go down.
An Qingli took out his ancestor's robe and stepped on the Ruyi Red Flame Sword, instantly opening all the available acupuncture points in his body, and the netherworld fire instantly filled his body.
Black flames instantly turned into a sea of fire, rising blazingly over the capital city.
An Qingli is like a man on fire, standing erect in the center of this sea of fire.
Ancestor Qi Min held up his spiritual energy shield to protect her behind her.
Although An Qingli's Netherworld Fire is powerful, it is still almost meaningless to the ancestor of the Tribulation Realm.
Ancestor Qi Gao also held up the spiritual energy shield, swung the ivy, and whipped the Ghost Resentful Butterfly to force it upwards.
The spiritual power in An Qingli's body was being consumed crazily.
The two Buddhist cultivators in the Tribulation Realm clasped their hands together and passed through the sea of fire. They did not hesitate to burn the netherworld fire, and rushed towards the ghost resentment butterfly with blazing flames all over their bodies.
The netherworld fire ignited the robes and shoes of the two eminent monks, as well as their flesh.
The two Buddhist cultivators only used some spiritual power to protect their bodies.
The skin and flesh were burned by the netherworld fire and made a "sizzling" sound.
The two Buddhist practitioners used themselves as wicks for this netherworld fire to burn.
The fire was extremely strong.
Two human-shaped balls of blazing fire were instantly covered with golden light, knocking away those resentful souls and heading straight towards the Ghost Resentful Butterfly.
"Crazy!"
Ghost Resentment Butterfly was frightened.
An Qingli looked at it with admiration.
Xiao Jin Tan mouthed a Buddha's name, as if he was expressing his feelings for the two ancestors of Buddhist cultivators: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"madman!"
The ghostly resentment butterfly screamed again and flapped its wings in panic.
Not long ago, it was the one who forced the two old bald donkeys to dodge left and right, but now it was the other way around. The two old bald donkeys, covered in black fire, were attacking it from left to right.
It doesn't dare to go down.
Down there is a sea of fire, which will kill half of its life.
However, going up or forward, one of its wings has been broken off, its vitality has been damaged, and its speed has been greatly reduced.
As for letting go of resentful souls, the Buddhist cultivator has the ability to transform into golden light and is not afraid at all.
Or release ghost energy from the underworld? That will only intensify the underworld fire in Buddhist practice and be even more detrimental to it.
hateful!
Are we really going to be buried here today?
An Qingli took back the Netherworld Fire that was lingering around him, and was led by his two ancestors Qi Min and Qi Gao to chase the Ghost Resentful Butterfly.
Another acupuncture point was opened. At the same time, the rejuvenation secret in her body was running rapidly, helping her quickly replenish the spiritual energy she had just consumed.
The two Buddhist cultivators, one behind the other, stopped the ghost butterfly. With a sudden increase of speed, they attacked the ghost butterfly from the front and back, and pounced towards the ghost butterfly.
The ghostly resentful butterfly hurriedly jumped up.
Ancestor Qi Gao suddenly appeared, holding his hand, and the magic weapon of his destiny appeared in his hand.
It is a bamboo whip that is all green.
One stroke of the whip.
There was a sound breaking through the air, like thunder.
No mortal living on earth has ever heard such terrifying thunder.
This time, he did not fail, and the whip broke the Ghost Butterfly into two pieces.
Generally speaking, the physical strength of monsters is higher than that of monks of the same level, but this is only generally speaking.
Monsters like the Ghostly Resentful Butterfly are obviously not like this.
"ah!"
Gui Yudie screamed, and Meng Die also screamed when he woke up.
An ancestor of the Buddhist cultivator squeezed the broken lower half with his hand covered with black flames. Within a moment, the lower half turned into ashes.
"You can't kill me, I'm still Mengdie!"
Only half of the Ghost Resentful Butterfly was left, with its body with only two wings left, running away and shouting.
Ancestor Qi Gao raised his whip again, using his spiritual power to protect the whip body, rolled up a ball of netherworld fire on the Buddhist cultivator, and threw it towards the half of the Ghost Resentful Butterfly.
"I'm still Mengdie!"
The ghostly butterfly screams.
"Mengdie, you are talking!"
Mengdie was silent.
The two Buddhist practitioners announced the Buddha's name, but hesitated for a moment.
Qi Gao said: "pedantic."
As soon as he finished speaking, a whip whipped up the Nether Fire, like a fire dragon, attacking the half-part of the lingering Ghost Resentful Butterfly.
The fire burned the body, the ghost butterfly screamed, and the Mengdie also screamed.
The screams came to an end, the story of the ghost resenting the butterfly also came to an end, and the short life of Meng Die also came to an end.
An Qingli remained silent, stepped on the red flame sword, and used his finger gestures to withdraw the Nether Fire from the two Buddhist cultivators. He also used his sword to withdraw other Nether Fire scattered in the air.
Ancestor Qi Min sent a message to An Qingli and said: "Ancestor Qi Gao's 'pedantic' sound was well deserved. A moment's hesitation of the two monks could very well have cost them their lives, and it was even more likely that they would have lost their lives."
That ghost and resentful butterfly escaped, costing more lives. Mercy has its own occasion, and don't be soft-hearted when you shouldn't be merciful."
"Thank you, ancestor, for your advice." An Qingli nodded, and the Netherworld Fire entered his body, instantly turning into surging Netherworld Qi. The acupuncture points in his body were knocked open one after another.
Two hundred and thirty-six of them have been knocked open. Next, all we need to do is pour in spiritual power step by step to fill them up. If it is filled with the power of merit, that would be the best.
After chanting the name of the Buddha, the two Buddhist cultivators were covered in charred black. They clasped their hands together and recited sutras, and their bodies gradually became golden.
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