Both of them entered the Tao with the primordial spirit, not polishing the flesh, just a pure yang and a Xuanyin, which are mutually reinforcing and mutually restrictive. The green dragon transformed by Mu Qingfeng Yuan Shen grabbed the Ten Thousand Devil Prison transformed by the Soul Snatcher Daoist Xuan** Fruit, and the five dragon claws were closed and pressed violently. Under the grasp of the pure yang primordial god, the strength is not more than ten thousand, but it can never break through a small black light demon domain. On the contrary, there is a demonic qi in the Ten Thousand Devils Prison from time to time, infecting upwards, dyeing several claws of the green dragon into a jet-black color, and gradually has the tendency to invade upward.

Xuanyin Demon Qi is cold and weird, the best at devouring and eroding, Mu Qingfeng's Yimu True Qi has no restraint power, and his own cultivation can't crush the Soul Snatcher Daoist, and he has been stalemate for a long time, but he has a state of condescending to the upper hand. Although the two immortal masters did not have the courage to overwhelm the mountains and seas, every mana fluctuation between the Qinglong and the Ten Thousand Devils Prison would cause the Lingjiang River under them to roll and roar angrily.

Monk Bixia was anxious, if he continued like this, sooner or later the rivers would flood and affect Jinling, which would be a great sin at that time. There is a glimmer of golden light bursting out in the void, the sound of Zen singing resounds, a small floating slaughter flying non-stop, faintly visible countless flying sky, golden lamps, golden flowers surrounding, light and rain, and there are immeasurable chanting voices faintly heard, talking about the way of emptiness in Prajna, the study of seeing nature with a clear mind.

This little floating slaughter seems to be small, only lightly imprinted on the dragon's claws, the green dragon hissed, the five dragon claws couldn't help but loosen out, and the Ten Thousand Devils Prison took the opportunity to escape. Under the light of the Buddha, the Sen Sen Demonic Intent and the awe-inspiring ghost aura of the Ten Thousand Devils Prison were shorter at once, and they did not dare to make a mistake.

A hoarse voice in the void snorted and shouted: "Qibao Futu! Pudu Thief Bald!" That little Futu is the Qibao Futu, the treasure of the Pudu monk who presided over the Lenga Temple, and once manifested on the Taixuan Peak to help Guo Chunyang retreat from the enemy. Shenmu Island Otogi Dao has no restraint power on the Soul Eater Dao supernatural power, but the Dharma supernatural power, the transformation of sentient beings, for the Soul Devouring Dao monks, is a natural nemesis, ten thousand devils can ignore the power of the Otogi Dao Law, but under the light of the Buddha, there are souls and ghosts from time to time to wail, turning into green smoke, to fall into reincarnation, to get rid of the Soul Eater Demon Dao clamp.

An old voice came from the Seven Treasures Floating Massacre and said, "Both of them are immortal figures, why bother to fight here and trap countless beings in danger? The Soul Snatcher Daoist was very single, and shouted: "Since you are a bald thief, you will let go of Mu Qingfeng old thief today." Monk Pudu, you have ruined my demon sect several times, sooner or later you will kill your bullshit Lenga Temple, and kill all of you all over the house!"

The Pudu monk recited the Buddha's name, and he cared all about the threatening words of the Soul Snatcher Taoist. The huge green dragon shook its head and tail, turning into a middle-aged Taoist, the fairy wind Dao bone, it was Mu Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "Brother Pudu Dao is here, Mu Mou has to obey his orders." It's just that there is still a Taiqing Relic Mansion here, but Mu wants to search it, and Brother Wanwang Dao agrees. ”

The voice of the Pudu monk in the Seven Treasures Floating Slaughter came out, and said: "Brother Dao has already searched for it, isn't it all nothing? That Taiqing Relic Mansion was specially set up to suppress the Heavenly Demon, and it was broken into by a few monks, and it inadvertently broke the ban imposed by Yin Ji Ancestor back then. ”

Mu Qingfeng knew that this old monk's cultivation was unfathomable, and he didn't say anything in his life, saying that the relics had disappeared into invisibility, and there would be no fake, so he pondered for a moment and said categorically: "Since this is the case, Mu will leave!" It was a catastrophe, and as soon as the Pudu monk made a move, he eliminated himself invisibly.

On the river, the monk Bixia saw that his teacher was here, and he had already knelt down and bowed, and said: "The disciple sees the abbot's teacher!" Pudu monk said: "Sanxia Wutu got up and spoke, you presided over Bixia Temple, protecting a living being, very meritorious, now the time has not come, you must not return to this temple for the time being, you need to practice hard, sooner or later you will have your positive results." "Commendable. Without waiting for the Bixia monk to thank him, the Qibao Floating Slaughter turned around, and the golden light dissipated, and it disappeared without a trace.

In the Xuantian Temple, Qing Yuanzi brought Ling Chong and Shatong back and placed them in the Houguan Meditation Room. Qingyuan Taoist people are quite knowledgeable in medical theory, and carefully diagnosed and treated the two, and found that the two of them were fine, but the true qi was shaken by the fluctuations of the void, and the breath was closed, and it could be as usual after a few days of rest. He knew that this little uncle had to teach the Supreme Pleasure, and he must have the means to save his life, and he would not be surprised at all to be safe and sound under the collapse of such a void.

Ling Chong's spirit was fluttering, and after a day and a night, he woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shatong's huge face, and his two big eyes were staring at him, startled, and hurriedly turned over. I only heard Sha Tong say in a muffled voice: "This is the Xuantian Temple, it was your master and nephew who saved us back." "As a Jindan level demon, he has rough skin and thick meat, Ling Chong woke up a few hours early, asked the ins and outs, and sat on the side, waiting for Ling Chong to wake up.

Ling Chong remembered the collapse of the void and the destruction of the Taiqing Relic Mansion in his mind, and shouted: "Not good! The void is annihilated, Lingjiang will rebel! Jinling City is in danger!" Sha Channel: "We have been asleep for a day and night, listening to your nephew's words, Lingjiang has been pacified a lot, but Mu Qingfeng and the Soul Snatcher Daoist two rushed to fight, a big battle, fortunately, the host of the Lenga Temple came forward to force away the Soul Snatcher Daoist and stop a fierce battle of true immortals." Otherwise, the mana will be under the waves, and the Lingjiang River will really cause turbid waves and flood Jinling. Now it's all right. ”

Ling Chong breathed a sigh of relief, Jinling was fine, and his family was fine, so he snorted, and then he felt that Zhou's body was sore and soft, and there was no pain. Sha Channel: "You were stunned by the void ripples, but fortunately, you didn't damage the Dao Foundation, only the true qi was shocked, and you can use a few days of meditation to regulate your pranayama." This is the lower courtyard of the Taixuan Sword Sect, I will stay depressed, and simply return to Lingjiang, if you have something to do, go to me again!"

Ling Chong didn't expect that until now, he was still awkward, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help it. Anyway, there is still some time before Qing Yuan opens the furnace for alchemy, and then I will invite him to protect the Fa. While thinking about it, the Qingyuan Daoist had already led the Qingyuan Daoist in, and said with a smile: "That Mr. Shatong is really anxious, saying that he will go, the disciple still has a few bottles of Peiben Guyuan's pills to give here, and it is too late to elaborate." Uncle Shi is really angry, these few grains can help, and please accept Uncle Shi's smile. ”

The little Taoist priest stepped forward and handed over a small jade bottle with both hands. Ling Chong was inconvenient to answer, and said: "I'm bothering here, it's already inconvenient, if you are really angry, you can just breathe a little, and you don't need to take more pills." The teacher and nephew are kind, so let's take it back. Qing Yuan persuaded a few words, but Ling Chong refused to accept it, so he had to pay it off and put away the pill.