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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Seven: Yin Demon

The Taoist priest breathed fragrant fragrance and cursed, wishing he could greet the fat man's family.

But no more scolding will help.

Although Ding Xiaoyi had known Pangpang's style for a long time, she felt helpless when she saw him leaving immediately and not forgetting to close the door for her before leaving.

He raised his head and looked above his head, only to see two shadows exactly like his own hanging upside down.

The only difference is that one shadow is crying and the other is laughing.

I cried sadly, but if I listened carefully, I felt that this guy was laughing.

The one who is smiling seems to be smiling happily, but if you look closely, you can see that this guy is crying.

The look that looked like crying and laughing made him feel upset for a while.

"Whatever you are, get down here!" With a roar, Ding Xiaoyi turned over and grabbed him with a slap.

A bright light appeared in the palm of the hand, and the power of three different rules gathered in the palm of the hand at the same time, grabbing it with one palm.

It causes the surrounding space to collapse, and a force of destruction mixes with the rules of light.

The two shadows didn't even have time to parry, and were immediately smashed into pieces.

Under the strong light, even the fragments were quickly dried and worn away by the power of destruction, and finally turned into broken bones and scattered on the ground.

However, a strange scene occurred. The bones on the ground suddenly turned into liquid, and then, under continuous surging, blood and flesh regenerated.

In the blink of an eye, eight figures stood up from the ground, their expressions and body shapes were exactly the same as theirs.

It's just that the expressions on everyone's faces are completely different.

Crying or laughing, sad or angry.

The eight faces seem to reflect the different emotions of the eight schools.

"Boy, don't use force. These guys are the creatures of evil demons. Killing them is useless."

When the Taoist priest saw this, he stamped his feet anxiously.

But he didn't dare to relax at all. He stepped on the Seven-Star Beidou under his feet, and as his figure moved, he slowly turned the third dragon pillar.

"Yin demon? If you can't kill it, what should you do?" Ding Xiaoyi asked.

"Hang on, let's leave when I get the things. No matter what evil spirits they are, they can't see the light and will disperse after a long time!"

The Taoist priest could not explain the origin of the evil spirits.

It's not that he doesn't understand, but it's too complicated and he can't explain a sentence or two clearly.

While the two were talking, the eight shadows in front of them had already started to kill Ding Xiaoyi.

What he never expected was that when the eight shadows took action, it was actually the power of rules that he had just used.

I saw the shadow figure moving, and the next moment it appeared beside him. With a wave of his hand, black nets like hair came down towards him.

The black net looks as thin as hair, but if you look closely, those thin black lines are clearly space cracks.

This was clearly his own ability, and it was actually used by the other party to such a strange and skillful level.

Ding Xiaoyi was so shocked that he didn't dare to show any signs of neglect. He raised his hand and hit the black net with a punch.

The powerful spiritual energy formed a high wall in front of him, shattering the black net in front of him, and at the same time, he knocked the shadow away without falling.

But then two shadows came over, one from the left and one from the right.

The left hand shot out a bright light like a cannon, and the right shadow raised its hand, inciting the power of annihilation, causing all things in front of it to annihilate.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi could only retreat, but he was hit by another shadow with a punch and his body flew away.

"Bang!" There was a sound, and a layer of fluorescence appeared on his body. Xuantong's bracelet sensed the danger and activated the Xuantong shield to block the punch for him.

I saw the cyan shield light flickering for a moment, then dimming quickly.

He himself was also sent flying more than ten meters away by this punch.

The fight happened in an instant, it was too fast. Any of the eight shadows in front of them had the strength of the disaster spirit level, and they could not help but use their own abilities. The most troublesome thing was that these guys seemed to be unkillable.

With eight of them together, it would be difficult for me to resist.

“Am I fighting against myself?”

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's voice trembled and he couldn't help but talk to himself.

Simply take out the mirror and aim at these shadows, trying to figure out what the evil demon is.

I saw the mirror light shining on a shadow, and a moment later I heard Zhao Youjing say.

[The water of Yin Demon reflects the five aggregates and creates Yin Demon in the illusion, which corresponds to the five turbidities of the human heart, the ten great calamities of the heart, and the hundred kinds of troubles, so it is called Yin Demon. It is the shadow of itself, cannot be broken by force, and cannot be killed by weapons.

The law cannot be destroyed, it can only be destroyed by the mind...]

I thought I could give myself an explanation by looking at the mirror, but I didn't know that I was mumbling a lot and I didn't understand a word.

“Can’t you speak human language??”

Ding Xiaoyi looked at Zhaoyoujing and said.

However, the dog head on Zhao Youjing's back simply closed his eyes and looked like he was just talking, which made him helpless.

At this moment, eight evil demon bodies floated over like ghosts.

All kinds of rules are thrown at you like a violent storm.

This time he didn't dare to be tough, so he could only use the decomposition technique, fighting and retreating at the same time.

But after a while, Ding Xiaoyi realized what it felt like to be beaten by a group of cheaters.

With the power of his own rules, all these shadows can be copied, even the decomposition technique that he is proud of.

I saw a shadow actually using the decomposition technique to fight against the decomposition technique, which made him sick to his core.

It only took a few strokes, but it was already stained with color.

Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to pull out Huang Quan and hold it in his hand. The direction of the blade would create layers of knife shadows. No matter what kind of power you have, you can't withstand the sharpness of [Huang Quan] in his hand.

"puff!"

The blade flashed, and two shadows were split open by Lan Yao. When the other six shadows saw this, they were stunned and looked at the [Underworld] in his hand.

"I'll open a dyeing workshop to give you some colors. Come on, if you have the ability, you can also create one!"

Ding Xiaoyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a murderous look in his eyes. The person Ni Nian was still very angry, let alone him.

After being suppressed and beaten for so long, it’s time to fight back and give these guys a taste of their power.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw these shadows, and when he put his hands together, he actually transformed into a blade that looked exactly like Huang Quan.

What's even more outrageous is that after three or two shadows merged together, they turned into three heads and six arms.

Wielding a knife with one hand and summoning the power of rules with the other.

This is not a human being, it's just a walking bomber.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched: "Fuck, I'm not a human, but you are real dogs!"

The old man who was turning the fourth dragon pillar not far away saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Don't come hard, go head-to-head. Even if you are a god, you can't beat them!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi asked the Taoist priest: "Is there no way to break this thing??"

While talking, Ding Xiaoyi seized the opportunity and chopped off the heads of the shadows in front of him. However, this would only slow down the attack and would not kill the opponent at all.

"Yes, have you heard the story of Sakyamuni's enlightenment?"

The Taoist priest looked back at him.

"What? What mud??"

Seeing the confused look on his face, the Taoist priest rolled his eyes: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Holy shit! Why don't you say anything? Is there really no other way?"

Ding Xiaoyi was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.

The Taoist priest looked innocent: "There is a way, but you don't know how to use it."

The special physique of Yin demons means that if one is open-minded and open-minded, even an 80-year-old man can break them into pieces with a cane.

But if you meet someone who is particularly worried, even if you are a god, you will have to take a detour.

Ding Xiaoyi separated eight of them in one breath, which was far worse than the fifty demons of Sakyamuni, but even if there were eight, not everyone could deal with them.

"That bald thief ran so fast, he must be very dirty in his heart!" After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he did not forget to add another sentence.

But it seemed that Ding Xiaoyi could hardly hold on any longer.

The Taoist priest could only say: "If you keep persisting, it will be done!"

As he spoke, the Taoist priest slowly turned the dragon pillar in front of him.

As the dragon pillar rotated, the box hanging in the middle of the dragon pillar slowly fell down.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up, he took the box, kicked it into his arms, turned around and ran away: "It's done, let's go quickly!"

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he kicked away the demon in front of him and ran back behind the Taoist priest.

The previous entrance was sealed by Pangpang.

The Taoist priest didn't panic at all. He spotted a path on the side and took Ding Xiaoyi to run inside.

"Can we get out this way?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the path in front of him and felt uncertain. The shadow in his heart from his last trip to the underground palace was still there.

"Don't be afraid. This is just a side grave. We haven't found the main grave yet. There aren't that many traps."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest suddenly stopped in his steps and looked ahead with an ugly face.

Ding Xiaoyi followed closely behind, almost colliding with him, and said angrily: "Why did you stop!"

After saying that, he looked ahead and felt dumbfounded for a moment.

Looking at the lake in front of me, I couldn't help but think to myself: "Holy crap, Fatty, you've tricked me into trying to trick Dafa!"


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