Taoist chanting

However, what made him particularly angry was that the man attacked the blood river frantically with the "severing god technique", breaking the restriction he had imposed on the blood river.

The viscous blood dries up and loses its activity at an extremely fast speed, and the vengeful soul howls and turns into wisps of black mist, disappearing into the air.

"asshole!"

Luo Mo deity struggled from the discomfort of the magical attack despite his damaged body. With a flick of his hair, the snake-like mess stood up, and the roots turned towards Chen Qingqiao.

Chen Qingqiao's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out inwardly. The magic weapon on his body was not enough to withstand the attacks of the evil god, and there was a crack in the amulet, which could not protect him well.

A sword light screamed across the sky, shocking everyone's attacking movements to a halt.

A few miles away, spiritual energy swarmed towards the waterfall that pierced the brilliant sword energy above.

The god Luomo yelled at the human boy who had the power of merit to protect him. He was locked by a boy from the lower realm with his sword supernatural power. It was extremely ridiculous. The donkey bombarded him with five thunders, making him dizzy and dizzy.

After finally descending into this strange lower realm lacking spiritual energy, he was unwilling to return home with nothing.

Monk Fa Yuan saw the opportunity and hit the head of the wooden fish floating in front of him heavily with his fist.

A blazing white light hit the evil god almost at the same time as Zhang Guanzhu's sword supernatural power. The difference was that the evil god tilted his head and used a pair of pitch-black horns to resist the attack of the sword energy. White light with Buddha nature.

"Boom", white light pierced the evil god's chest from top to bottom, and the wound was as smooth as black jade.

The blow that Monk Fayuan had been preparing for a long time caused the evil god to be severely injured and let out a scream. However, monk Fayuan couldn't continue for a while. He had exhausted most of his energy. He didn't know if the evil god would give him a chance to attack next time. .

Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Cut!"

The natal sword intent contained in the sword qi struck the forehead of the evil god who had a flaw in the slash.

The sword energy bypassed the hard horns and brushed all the way towards the body of the god Luo Mo. If you don't take advantage of the opportunity created by Monk Fayuan, when will you wait?

All kinds of attacks from other people poured down to overwhelm the evil god.

"Crack", "Crack".

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, mixed with the angry roar of Luo Mo god, he was beaten from the beginning to the end, he was too aggrieved.

Withstood this wave of attacks, he wanted to give those ignorant guys a little color.

Chapter 640 Someone Falls, Someone Suppresses Demons

Monk Fa Nan looked back at the direction of the city ruins, the summoned evil god was at a disadvantage, the sword light poured down like a waterfall, the thunder light was as big as a baby's fist and fell one by one, and various other sharp attacks covered the evil god's figure.

Hearing the howling and roaring of the evil god, there was no decline, and it was obvious that it would not be over for a while.

He looked at his junior brother who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus-shaped futon in the air, his skin corroded, flowing black liquid and emitting black smoke. Wicked, almost ineffective.

"kill me......"

Fa Liao suffered from the pain of rotting body and soul, with black blood flowing from his empty eyes, tears dripping from his mouth, blackened bones were exposed on his forehead and cheeks, and it was difficult for him to transmit the words.

He resisted wave after wave of evil thoughts with the Buddhist skills he had practiced for decades, and even self-destruction became an extravagant hope.

Consciousness was slowly dissolving in the endless pain mill, he didn't want to die, he already had to die.

If he was possessed by a single thought, life would be worse than death for him.

Monk Fa Nan heard his younger brother's request, his eyes were red, and he fell into the pain of grief and indignation. He raised his palm several times, and then put it down several times. He knew that his younger brother was fighting against the evil thoughts, which was a torture that was worse than the physical body.

"No...I...have..."

The monk was almost unable to persist, so he vaguely asked for the sound transmission again.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Fa Nan lost his composure and roared, using all his strength, he slapped his palm on the top of his junior disciple's head. The Buddha's light was as thick as dust, washing and sweeping with a force of destruction, destroying the magic thoughts, and also killing the last bit of Fa Li's Buddha consciousness .

The body is like dust, gone with the wind, leaving only a gray and black wreckage skeleton sitting cross-legged in the air.

Monk Fayuan, who was seven or eight miles away, turned around, bowed his hands together with sadness on his face, and chanted: "All appearances are illusory. If you see appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."

Zhang Guan's client couldn't understand the monk's death, so he gave Fa Yuan some comfort.

He exhausted his supernatural powers with the most powerful sword, and was shocked to find that the evil god's body had been scoured by sword energy and various spells, and his scales had been washed away. The two heads disappeared, and the two arms and limbs were only supported by black bones. They were not flesh and blood, but only black mist.

Several other people stopped at the same time, their expressions were dignified, and their hearts felt powerless.

With the violent power of the attack just now, even a fifth-order monk who was trapped and unable to move was beaten to nothing but residue.

"Cthulhu Luomo uses two heads to replace all attacks, he has at most one life left!"

Chen Qingqiao lightly reminded everyone, "Before the evil god can't move, give him another round of ruthlessness..."

He also knew that everyone had used all the powerful tricks that could be used just now, and the magic power was not going on. They had to brew for a while before they could continue to launch the second round of attacks like a torrential rain.

Before he finished speaking, a layer of black light surged from the body of Luo Moxie, who was like a black jade carving, and he let out a strange and ugly laugh: "You have no chance." The black bone claws flicked several times, and the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Chen Qingqiao, who was the first to bear the brunt, knew that the monster would not let him go the moment the evil god opened his mouth. He crossed his hands in advance to block his chest and forehead, and silently recited an ancient spell.

"I will take my flesh and blood for my life!"

It was too strong, and he also guessed that the evil god used their onslaught just now to get rid of the burden that was not fully formed under their feet, and to get out of trouble by self-mutilation.

"Boom", the blood mist exploded into a huge ball, Chen Qingqiao's left hand was incomplete, his face was pale, and he was already flying several miles away with great force. Block part of the attack, otherwise it would be difficult to keep the right hand.

With lingering fears, the evil god lost part of its strength, and it was difficult for them to contend.

How is this fight going?

Yang Shuilan instantly turned into water and escaped into the Ziluo Pagoda. The inflated magic weapon was found by Xiaonier from the water cave under the Tuofeng Mountain. It was made of special materials. Light, falling into the sea water miles away.

She learned the earth protection method. When Tu Kun was attacked before, she used the unique ability of being able to transform into a copper toad to escape. The attack power of the evil god far exceeded the protective function of the small Huitian talisman.

Tu Kun and Monk Fayuan each had their own ability to block the attack with their magic weapons, and fled in embarrassment.

Lu Zijin ran like the wind, and his position was extremely coquettish, his body was covered with thunder and lightning, and the attack followed him like a shadow, chasing him for several miles, he turned his hips to resist the blow in his busy schedule, "Ah uh" hissed miserably With a bang, he fell into the sea.

Zhang Guanzhu, who was the only one in the air who was not attacked, had all kinds of brilliance on his body, and he cast the supernatural power of "moving wood and changing shadows", creating countless double images in a range of more than ten feet.

He couldn't run, he had to rebind the evil god who had escaped by self-mutilation, or they would all die.

No one can withstand the successive attacks of the evil god.

Even if they escape separately, whose speed can escape thousands of miles in a short time?

The evil god has not completely come out from the previous berserk blow, he still has a chance, holding a simple token in his left hand, with overlapping complex runes drawn on the front and back, this is the same as when he killed the monks in the free state of Hua Pavilion The spoils that Bian Wuguo got were called "Suppressing Demon Mantra".

He was once trapped in the blessed land of Bishuitang, and spent a lot of time researching the secret talisman of the Yanhua Pavilion. He witnessed Li Dingshan of the Yanhua Pavilion use the demon-suppressing mantra to deal with the devil, and he suddenly remembered that there was such a treasure.

It seems to be just right to deal with the evil god in front of him.

He just needs to trap that guy, and then think of a way to launch a new round of attacks, smashing the last head of the evil god, and see how evil the evil god can do?

The moment the evil god stopped attacking the other five people, Guanzhu Zhang threw the "Suppressing Demon Mantra" in his hand at the evil god Luo Mo who was still standing on the broken altar, and the simple token turned into a circle of afterimages. Like a gorgeous cage, it enveloped and trapped the evil gods who didn't attack him for some reason.

Countless Taoist mantras hover in the underground tunnels, shining brightly.

Zhang Wenfeng was also slightly surprised that he succeeded easily.

That guy's brain is in concussion from the previous attack, hasn't he fully recovered yet?

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Romo Cthulhu roared and raised his bone claws again, repeatedly shooting at the figures in the air.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp" several screams pierced through the air, Zhang Wenfeng made a tactic with his left hand, and controlled the cage mask of the magic-suppressing mantra to spin faster. , distracted, and narrowly escaped the attack launched by the evil god, throwing out a few Soul Armor Talismans that he refined in his spare time.

The soul armor soldier had a sliver of his soul silk, which had just turned into a black shadow, and was blasted one after another by the turning attacks.

Zhang Guanzhu also fully activated the magic-suppressing mantra, stopped and raised his hands and shouted: "Suppress!"

In his eyes, evil gods are like demons, and they are not good things.

The power of the talisman that he could display was not comparable to that of Li Dingshan, who was only at ease at that time.

The cage of light and shadow was closed in the middle, and countless Taoist mantras fell on the evil god who struggled to pull out the black bone claws from the altar. Step back.

The earth shook, and the evil god roared and roared.

Zhang Wenfeng held on to the tactic with his left hand, and shouted:

"Come on, Demon Slayer!"

Chapter 641 Sent away?

Fleeing to Chen Qingqiao ten miles away, he ruthlessly raised his sword and cut off his broken left hand with his elbow. He gritted his teeth and used his kung fu to stop the blood gushing from the wound. It is not too troublesome to repair stumps and bones.

It takes a lot of yuan, and it takes a lot of time to understand some medical skills.

The flesh and blood of the stumps that fell to the sea quickly turned black and black smoke was rising. Chen Qingqiao slashed his sword, and all the stumps and the evil spirit in them were wiped out. A hint of evil.

Hearing the roar from the island and Guanzhu Zhang's greeting, he looked up in surprise.

Just now he was only focused on dealing with his own injuries, he didn't dare to leave any hidden dangers, and he didn't notice that the situation in the distance had reversed again. Only now did he realize that Zhang Guanzhu suppressed Luo Moxie God with his own means, what a fierce man!

The remaining breath and mantra fluctuations in the tunnel, he recognized that Zhang Guan took the initiative to use a secret talisman "Suppressing Demon Mantra" from the Yanhua Pavilion. There were rumors that Zhang Guanzhu, who was in the fading state, killed the painting pavilion in the wild Bian Wuguo, a monk in the Freedom Realm, was later promoted to the third level because of Tukun in Xianlingguan, and the Yanhua Pavilion never pursued it again.

With Zhang Guanzhu's current cultivation status, such a small matter is not a big deal

I didn't dare to ask if I lent a hundred guts to Yuhua Pavilion. Back then, it was hard to say who was right and who was right?

Chen Qingqiao flew to the island, he quickly rummaged through memory fragments to find out how to get rid of the difficult evil god.

With his current cultivation base, there are several powerful means that are difficult to use, and one bad one will bite him back.

He saw that Tu Kun, Fa Yuan and Fa Nan monk had rushed to the island first, and he settled down a little. He saw people's hearts at the critical moment, and they were not dead fellows who were greedy for life and afraid of death. He had just flown to the beach and heard There were two splashes from the sea, and Yang Shuilan and Lu Zijin rushed out of the water one after another.

"Lu Zijin, just wait!"

Chen Qingqiao saw that the black donkey's buttocks were ripped apart, turning over a large wound, where the thunder and black mist intertwined and made "crackling" and "sizzling" sounds, he was worried that Lu Zi had made progress and would follow in the footsteps of a fallen monk.

It is very troublesome for the evil god's breath to erode into the body, so it should not be taken lightly.

The monk's heart was severely injured after being attacked by a sneak attack, and the evil energy had already exploded in the viscera and meridians in his body.

Seeing that the black donkey looked back suspiciously, Chen Qingqiao hurriedly said, "I'll help you check the wound, don't be careless."

Yang Shuilan, who flew to the island, tilted her head and said: "Lu Zijin, you stay and ask Guanzhu Chen to help you heal your wounds. We can deal with it, and there is no rush for a while. Come back later."

She had previously recognized that Guanzhu Chen had used an ancient god breaking technique to break the river of blood under the altar, completely stopping the evil god's attempt to continue absorbing energy. Otherwise, Guanzhu Chen would not be the first to be attacked by the evil god Luo Mo.

Hearing this, Lu Zijin stopped where he was, and said, "Trouble Guanzhu Chen."

"No trouble, we are friends, don't talk nonsense."

Chen Qingqiao flew down to the side of the black donkey, let go of the long sword he was holding, and let the sword hang in the air.

He opened his right hand and muttered the incantation silently, a faint colored light shrouded the wound, and traces of the curse penetrated into the donkey's body, and found that Luzi entered the body with thunder and lightning like water, encircling and suppressing the slippery black air.

Give Luzi some more time, and he will be able to eliminate the hidden dangers with the restraint of thunder and lightning against evil spirits. If you rush to deal with the suppressed Luo Mo evil god, if you are not careful, the black energy in your body will resurface, causing troubles that are difficult to deal with.

Wherever the God-Breaking Mantra passed, there was nowhere to hide the black energy, but within a moment, the hidden danger was eliminated.

"Thank you, Guanzhu Chen is very capable!"

Lu Zijin almost sweated on his forehead, he really didn't notice that there were two almost invisible black air lurking so hidden, it was too insidious, thanked him, stomped his hooves, flew into the air and fell several miles away.

Chen Qingqiao arrived right behind.

Several people attacked like a raging fire, the evil god radiated black light all over his body, defusing or transferring the attack to other parts of the body, struggling with all his strength, Zhang Guanzhu fought with the evil god with his left hand, and the bronze sword in his right hand volleyed to attack the evil god.

"Who has a way to trap Luo Moxie for a while? I need some time to prepare the 'subduing demon sword,' means."

Monk Fayuan asked via sound transmission.

The evil god was about to escape, and their fierce attacks could not wear off the black light on the evil god's body in a short time.

A transparent ice rope appeared in Yang Shuilan's hand, and she said via voice transmission: "I can win five breaths of time." She was going to risk the loss of this treasure and delay for a while.

Tu Kun then sent a voice transmission: "I can also trap the five breaths of the evil god."

Monk Fayuan drew his saber in his left hand, cut off his right hand, dipped his finger in blood and quickly wrote scriptures on the surface of the saber, singing non-stop.

Chen Qingqiao's attack was the weakest. When he saw this, he suddenly thought of a way. He took out the evil-gathering gourd inherited from the Taoist temple, put it in the air, bit his right finger, and quickly drew a symbol on the surface of the gourd. ruthless.

The instant before Luo Mo evil god broke free from the demon-suppressing mantra, Yang Shuilan raised a dense rim of ice blue in his hands to bind the evil god tightly. The timing was just right. The blue water on her body was shining brightly. Fighting desperately restrained.

Zhang Wenfeng staggered back a few feet, without hesitation to catch his breath, he put away the Xuanyuan Sword, took out the Yushu Sword from the storage space, swiped the sword in his hand, and quickly wrote mantras and runes with blood, silently chanting:

"All those who are facing the battle will march forward in formation."

He was the last to draw the Blood Talisman Mantra Sword, but he was the first to complete it.

Tu Kun threw away the yellow sand and turned it into a little bit of star brilliance, replacing Yang Shuilan's damaged water crystal cable to trap the evil god, screaming aggrievedly at the evil god who couldn't get out of the trap again and again.