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The 244th chapter saint means (1)

Yin Xuege fell from the sky, green energy rising all over his body, it was clear that he had been poisoned.

Bai Yuzi roared angrily, opened his big mouth and took Yin Xuege into his mouth. His belly suddenly bulged, and the wheel of reincarnation sprayed out three thousand gray air to immobilize Yin Xuege's body. The green air was constantly blown by Bai Yuzi.

Take it into your mouth.

The poison had just integrated into Yin Xuege's body, and before it could destroy his body and soul, Bai Yuzi forcibly controlled him and quickly pulled him out of the body like a cocoon. In just a snap of his fingers, Yin Xuege came out of coma.

.He opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was sore and abnormal, and the gaps in his bones seemed to be filled with acetic acid.

Struggling to turn around, Yin Xuege stared at a young monk wearing monk's robes in the eight-door golden lock formation through the gap between Bai Yuzi's teeth. He pointed his hand, and a spell mark hit the young monk.

The monk's face changed, and he turned around and was about to run away. Countless flowers fell from in front of him. Nuluo appeared in front of him with laughter and a faint fragrance. The little monk tilted his body and fell to the ground.

A round of bright light emerged, and a relic emitted a gleaming light, struggling to resist the erosion of Ronluo's magical power.

Qing Ling walked up to the young monk with a gloomy face, dropped the axe, grabbed a big stone and hit the young monk hard on the back of the head. The blow made him foam at the mouth and fainted.

Monk Yuanzhen of the Black Lotus Sect shouted sharply: "Juniors of Dalin Temple, what are you doing?"

More than a hundred monks who were dressed exactly like the monk who fell to the ground clasped their hands and chanted Buddha's name at the same time. They stood motionless, indicating that they had nothing to do with the monk who attacked Yin Xuege and wanted to escape when the incident was revealed.

Yin Xuuge took a deep breath and was about to speak when his wound suddenly pulsed. Just as the poisonous gas was drained away by Bai Yuzi, countless Yin thunder attached to the green short sword erupted at the same time. He felt as if he had swallowed several.

The wildly exploding volcano and the terrifying destructive power raged inside his body, threatening to blow his body to pieces.

In the midst of his busy schedule, his body swayed, and a blood shadow flew towards him. He used the blood shadow substitution magical power in the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra to exchange a blood sea ghost with his own body, and transferred all his injuries to this

On the blood sea ghost.

With a muffled sound, the blood shadow disintegrated and turned into countless blood-colored light spots floating down. Then the light spots suddenly merged inward, and the blood sea ghost condensed its body again, but the body that was originally condensed like a fleshy body had become dim and lifeless.

The light is almost transparent.

Numerous blood sea creatures from all directions who were fighting and devouring the enemy's essence and blood roared to the sky at the same time. They turned their heads one after another. They opened their mouths and fired a beam of blood light into the body of the blood sea ghost. With a roar of joy, the blood sea ghost's body quickly condensed.

, in the blink of an eye he became the same as the body of an ordinary immortal. His aura increased all the way, and in the blink of an eye he broke through to the true fairyland.

Monk Yunluo and others on the side were dazzled and their eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

"That is Sanyin Biluo Ge, a vicious magic weapon unique to the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect. That green energy is Sanyin Biluo Wu. Bone erosion is the most vicious thing."

"This Yin Thunder is refined from the essence of Yin Thunder taken from the Biluo Cliff of the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect. It is specially designed to damage the soul. Even if the Golden Immortal accidentally stumbles upon it, it will shake the foundation of the Tao. Unexpectedly, fellow Taoist Mu actually has such magical powers.

Remove this dark thunder without any damage."

"The magic weapon of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect? Why does it appear among the disciples of Dalin Temple?"

Many immortals formed a formation to resist the enemy's invasion while making crazy noises. Sanyin Biluo Ge. This is also a famous assassination magic weapon in the Holy Spirit world. It is a vicious thing specially made by the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect. It is also difficult to refine and will take a hundred years.

But it can only produce three to five stems.

The disciples of Dalin Temple have always been ascetic monks, and they do not value foreign magic weapons. Many disciples of Dalin Temple simply use physical fists to fight against the enemy, without any magic weapons or weapons. The assassination magic weapon specially made by the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect

, why is it in the hands of the disciples of Dalin Temple?

"My Buddha is merciful, I would like to think that Junior Brother Kongming is a disciple of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect." A great monk of Dalin Temple with a sad face clasped his hands together and sighed: "I didn't expect that after so many years, the Dharma of my Dalin Temple has not been improved.

If you can remove Junior Brother Kong Ming’s obsession, he will still be an outsider.”

The great monk's words made everyone's hearts move, so that's it!

The Holy Spirit Realm is not a peaceful place. There are always fights between sects. Planting spies and secret agents in other sects is something that all sects do. This junior brother Kong Ming who was captured alive is probably Miaomi.

A good move in the true elixir ended up being used on Yin Xuuge.

Yin Xuege snorted coldly. He looked at the twitching Monk Kong Ming who fell to the ground. He swallowed a few spiritual pills to restore his vitality. He raised Shifang Chaodu and shouted sternly: "Shaoyuan Jinxian, let your disciples

If a disciple sneaks up on me, my little true immortal, do you still have the face?"

Before Shaoyuan Jinxian could respond, Yin Xuuge jumped to her feet and continued to yell: "It was my fault, why do you want to face me? Your face has long been used as a washcloth for your feet."

In the void, Sima Yan put his hands behind his back, looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian with a smile and asked: "What is the little Taoist below saying?"

Shaoyuan Jinxian lowered his head and glanced disapprovingly. Through the dense military formation, he saw Yin Xuege at a glance. With a cold smile, Shaoyuan Jinxian said calmly: "A mere ant has a little grudge against me, so let a confidant

The disciples tried to assassinate him, but it seems they failed."

Sima Yan sneered: "The next one won't fail, right?"

Shaoyuan Jinxian narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Naturally, what happens next will not fail. Just watch it."

Before he finished speaking, among the team of Golden Immortals who were fighting in the sky, seven or eight Golden Immortals belonging to different sects suddenly roared, and wisps of green light were ejected from their bodies at the same time. More than a dozen Sanyin Biluo Ge

And more than a hundred green long needles shot out, shooting towards the golden immortal who was fighting with the sub-sages of the Sima clan.

There was no warning when these golden immortals struck. The speed of the short sword and the long needle was too fast and silent. The golden immortals who were attacked by them could not dodge. Immediately, more than eighty golden immortals were hit. There was green color on the surface of their bodies immediately.

The air spurted out, and at the same time a low thunderous sound sounded in the body.

"You...are crazy!" Meng Hu was stabbed in the shoulder by a long needle, and he roared and cursed angrily.

As soon as these Golden Immortals took action, they immediately transformed into Changhong and fired towards Shaoyuan Golden Immortal. Shaoyuan Golden Immortal smiled and said to Sima Yan: "We only injured more than 80 people, but their resistance is about to collapse.

They will never dare to leave their backs to their companions again. Who knows whether those companions are enemies or comrades-in-arms?"

Sima Yan frowned and looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian: "Are these people yours?"

Shaoyuan Jinxian sighed and nodded: "Two of them are my direct descendants, but no one knows that they are my descendants; one is my junior brother, our master has fallen long ago, and I am his descendant in the sect.

The biggest support in the world is that he can only walk with me all the way to the dark side; everyone else is under my control, and the high-level disciples placed by the Miaomian Zhendan Sect in other sects dare not not follow me."

Sima Yan shook his head and snorted disdainfully: "You immortals just like to play conspiracies and tricks. When it comes to real power, you are far inferior to us. Look at your big counterattack this time. There are more than a hundred people in the immortal city.

Gather together and give us meat to eat?"

Shaoyuan Jinxian smiled, and then his smile suddenly solidified.

He looked at Sima Yan in great horror and hissed: "'Conspiracy'? 'Real power'? Damn it, this counterattack was personally ordered by those old immortals. How could it be so easily done by us?"

Give……"

Sima Yan's expression also suddenly changed. He looked around in panic and shouted: "But where are the reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements? There can't be any... We have gathered such a strong military force here, I, Sima

Almost all the mobile troops of the clan in the Suzaku Territory have been mobilized, how can you possibly eat them?"

‘Dong’, ‘dong-dong’, ‘dong-dong-dong’!

Far away on the horizon, a Taoist in white clothes rode a striped zebra with two horns, holding a fishing drum in his left hand and singing loudly. He sang love words, and a flying sword circled around him, bringing fierce

The sword light passed by, and countless warriors of the Sima clan were killed.

The masters of the Sima clan are fighting with Meng Hu and other golden immortals, trying to capture them alive. At the teleportation formation where they mobilized their troops, only the weakest troops are left to garrison. This white-clothed Taoist has great swordsmanship.

God, a fairy sword is even a semi-weapon-level magic weapon. The flying sword is powerful, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, killing tens of thousands of soldiers stationed in the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.

"Shaoyuan, long time no see!"

The Taoist in white gave a long laugh and drew out his sword. The sword light, which was thousands of miles long, swept away dozens of mountain peaks with one sword strike. The huge teleportation arrays arranged on these peaks collapsed. The sword light fell from the sky like a celestial river, leaving behind traces on the ground.

A terrifying canyon three thousand miles long, one hundred feet wide, and three hundred miles deep underground.

"White-robed, cold-blooded Xiao Tieyi!" Shaoyuan Jinxian almost screamed at the top of his lungs: "Don't you have any respect for fellow disciples?"

"Fellowship?" Taoist Xiao Tieyi in white shouted: "If we talk about the friendship of the same sect, the Miaozhen Alchemy Sect will extirpate itself from the Holy Spirit Realm. If you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it. Not only will you die, but also the entire Su family.

We cannot stay. Only by eradicating you can we, the Miaomian Zhendan Sect, have an explanation to all the fellow Taoists in the Holy Spirit Realm!"

Shaoyuan Jinxian gritted his teeth and shouted sternly: "Eradicate us? Let me die? Is it just up to you?"

Shaoyuan Jinxian was roaring and roaring here. Behind Meng Hu, a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, a height of eight feet, and his skin shining like silver suddenly shouted loudly: "My Buddha is merciful, today's disciples

To achieve the true fruition, one should make a vow - disciples should work bravely and diligently to eradicate all evil spirits in the world, and use the infinite power of the ten dragons and ten phenomena to transcend all evils."

Amid the shouts, a pair of golden cymbals flew up from the huge monk's palm, then quickly grew in size, and soon enveloped the void within a radius of thousands of miles.

Shaoyuan Jinxian and Sima Yan screamed at the same time: "Taoist weapon? You are just a Bodhisattva. I gave you a Taoist tool. Do you have the magic power to drive it?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster. !

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