The first thousand two hundred and eighty-five chapters kill immortals with spirit, gods and demons
Liu Qinghuan looked at the shadow in the air warily: The smell of Jia Luo Mo? It should be because of the Buddha's relics.
Jihai was sealed by Jia Luo Mo back then, and he must have hated Jia Luo Mo very much. He couldn't help but hold the Sword of Destruction tightly to guard against the sudden attack by the opponent.
He heard the other party let out a sinister laugh, and the pair of terrifying demonic eyes disappeared into the black mist. Then there was the sound of strange chanting, and the surrounding demonic energy surged violently, like a stormy sea.
Liu Qinghuan was a little confused, but he saw Yao Qing and Ni Yu suddenly hugging their heads, as if they were being attacked by some invisible attack. Their expressions were struggling and confused, but they gradually became trance amidst the increasingly rapid chanting of sutras.
Both eyes are also filled with black, showing signs of being possessed!
He was startled and realized that his spiritual thoughts had formed a barrier on their own, blocking the influence of the overwhelming sound from his mind. The Buddha relics in his sleeves also emitted a faint golden light.
, flowing slowly around him.
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It was so dangerous! The monster led the Mahayana monk into the astray path of demonization just by chanting a mantra. If his sea of consciousness hadn't been already impregnable and he had Buddha relics to protect him, I'd probably have caught him too.
The way.
"You haven't been corroded by the devil's sound?" A surprised voice came from the air: "The cultivation of the gods has reached the point where the mind can protect the body on its own. Who are you!"
Liu Qinghuan has practiced the Nine-Day Distraction Technique since he was born, and has never deliberately practiced any other spiritual cultivation techniques. However, he is born with a powerful spiritual consciousness, and it can be condensed into a solid body. He has extremely strong defensive capabilities. Now he is probably not inferior to most Mahayana practitioners.
Later monks.
Not having time to pay attention to the monster in the air, Liu Qinghuan turned around and waved out his spiritual thought that took the shape of a reverse bamboo branch without hesitation: "Wake up!"
Yao Qing and Ni Yu were knocked to the ground in an instant. After being beaten several times in a row, the blackness in their eyes faded a little, and their minds regained some clarity.
"What's wrong with us?" Nieyu asked. He held his head and cried out in pain. Then he raised his hand and looked at his hand. There were deep whip marks on his body: "Ah, it hurts!"
"You are almost possessed by a demon." Liu Qinghuan said concisely and concisely.
Both of them looked horrified.
At this time, a cold and murderous voice came from the air. In a commanding tone, the monster said to the black dragon twisting in the air: "Kill him!"
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"Ouch~" The black dragon roared in pain, but couldn't break free from the opponent's control. When he opened his mouth, the hot dragon's breath was poured down, and he rushed straight towards them!
Liu Qinghuan was a little helpless. If he were an enemy, he could easily kill him, but now he was restrained for fear of seriously injuring him.
Jumping up, Liu Qinghuan's whole body was quickly dyed golden, and his right hand seemed to be holding a dazzling golden sun, and he punched it out!
"Bang!" The black dragon that rushed down was hit to the side of the head, and the dragon's breath in its mouth was choked back into its stomach. Its huge body flew out, completely crushing the crumbling palace into a pile of pieces.
stone.
"He leaves it to you!"
With a loud shout, Liu Qinghuan rushed towards the magic mist in the air like an arrow. He held his right hand in the void, and the Immortal Killing Spear suddenly appeared.
"There is a spirit in killing immortals. Gods and demons should be killed. Kill them!"
Sensing the determination in Liu Qinghuan's heart, the Immortal Killing Spear let out a murderous roar. All the mysterious heavenly inscriptions on the gun's body shone brightly, and a horrifying and ferocious aura suddenly exploded!
Countless strands of hair flew out from the demonic mist, densely packed and overwhelming, like a large, destructive black cloud, but it could not stop Liu Qinghuan in the slightest. All the demonic energy was torn away, and the head of the god and demon tribe finally revealed its face and forehead.
The talisman in the middle.
The Immortal Killing Spear stabbed into his right eye with the invincible power of gods and demons!
"Ah ah ah!" The screams suddenly started, and the fierce aura that exploded cut blood marks on the face, and thick black blood gushes out.
The opponent opened his mouth, and a stream of blood flew out of his mouth. The rich bloody aura was filled with malice as deep as the abyss!
Liu Qinghuan's expression was stern, and he turned to one side, but still did not avoid it. The bloody light shot into his shoulder in an instant, bringing out a cloud of hot blood and piercing through his back.
He flew back and shouted downwards: "Fire!"
Two blue and white phoenix fires soared into the sky, intercepting the blood light that circled back, and a disgusting stench instantly filled the air.
Liu Qinghuan looked back, and saw that the head had taken the opportunity to escape into the demonic aura again, and a voice of shock and anger came from inside: "When did you find out!"
"What did you find? Did you find that your strength has plummeted and that you are on the verge of death?" Liu Qinghuan said expressionlessly: "Jihai, naturally it started when you tried to delay with words and used demonic thoughts to attack!"
If the other party still has the strength of a supreme true demon, why should the three of them, monks in the Mahayana realm, have to resort to mystery and cast spells to lure people into demons? Just kill them directly.
The demonic energy surged, just like the boiling anger of the extreme sea: "If this talisman on my forehead hadn't sealed most of my strength, you would all have died!"
There is something wrong with that talisman, at least in Jia Luo Mo's memory, it has not appeared... Liu Qinghuan thought about it, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the Immortal Killing Spear buzzed one after another in his hand, as if to urge him
Take action quickly.
The gun was now full of murderous intent, and the tip of the gun was still dripping with black blood, which was stained when it pierced the monster's eye just now.
"I come!"
Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and saw that it was Di Ao who had regained his consciousness. He was still in the body of a dragon, but his tone was full of anger: "He made our demon clan's ancestral land look like this now. I can't swallow this breath without killing him!"
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"Count us in too." Nie Yu also spoke, and Yao Qing beside him also nodded: "You are injured, so let us do it."
Do these people see that the devil is easy to bully now, and are they here to pick on the weaklings?
Liu Qinghuan glanced at the wound on his right shoulder: "Okay, I don't care, as long as it can be destroyed, it doesn't matter whoever does it."
"It's you who forced me!" A cold voice came from the air, and the terrifying pressure came again. The sound of the sound rose again, like mountains upon mountains, and like countless Buddhist monks chanting together. The sound waves flooded towards everyone from all directions like a wave.
, gradually became a huge trend.
Liu Qinghuan's expression changed, and a powerful spiritual thought came out. Just as he was about to help Yao Qing and the others block it, he saw the three of them all raising their hands and muttering something.
A strange force rippled through the underground palaces, as if they had suddenly returned to ancient times. Following a beast's roar, more roars followed, the ground began to shake, and a loud rumble came from the underground.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but widen his eyes: They were asking for the power of their ancestors. Countless ancestors of the demon race who were buried in the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors seemed to be awakened at this moment!