Who knew that there was such a freak as Ling Chong, not only was his swordsmanship supernatural, but he also cultivated the innate five Tai Qi, if he relied on the Qi of Yin and Yang to prove pure Yang and turn into the Qi of Innate Yin and Yang, what kind of bullshit Taixuan Sword Trick would he need? This kid alone is enough to push the world, and there is absolutely no place for the Seven Sects of the Demon Dao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The demon god saw that the qi of yin and yang was suppressed, and this wisp of demonic thought was absolutely unreasonable, and before thinking about extinction, at least the news that there were disciples in the Taixuanmen who had practiced the qi of yin and yang the day after tomorrow was transmitted to the deity, and the demon flame was retracted inward, and the demon god allowed the qi of yin and yang to be refined, without resistance, but secretly showed a ray of spiritual light, saw the opportunity, and flew out of the purple mansion in one fell swoop, and went to report the news.

Ling Chong had never fought with the demon head of the Soul Eater Sect, and he had never guarded against the spell of dividing the soul and hiding the shadow, although the Yin and Yang Qi was infinitely useful, in the end, its amount was not much, compared to the mana contained in the Demon God, such as the hare and the elephant, it had to be slowly refined.

The demon god was so unprepared that Ling Chong suddenly shattered the heavenly spirit by himself, and an ink light flew out of the Purple Mansion, turning into a line of demonic light, and rushing straight out of the sky! That demonic thought castrated so fast, Ling Chong couldn't react, so he could only let it fly away, and intently looked at the Yin and Yang Qi refining the Demon Phase. As soon as the demonic thought is gone, the demonic appearance becomes an empty shell, losing the psychic change, and allowing the yin and yang qi to be refined. The mana contained in this demon figure was several times that of the true qi in Ling Chong's body, and it would take an extremely long time to completely refine it, so Ling Chong couldn't wait to return the divine soul to its place first.

Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing shouted a few times, but no one stepped forward, either the demonic thoughts were hidden and occupied the disciple's true soul, so they naturally refused to expose their shortcomings, or the disciple's own selfishness stood up for fear and was excluded by the Taixuan Sword Sect, and even killed on the spot.

The two of them didn't want to make more effort, and shouted that the rest of the disciples were huddled together, and the flying sword passed the book and the sect leader in the sect, waiting for the decree. But I saw that Ling Chongtian's spirit suddenly had a ray of spiritual light flying, and the demonic intent was vertical and horizontal, straight to the clouds. The two didn't know what was going on, and they didn't intercept it. Seeing that the spiritual light flashed in mid-air, and was about to disappear, there were bursts of chanting sounds, resounding through the sky, and a Buddha light spread out in the clouds, such as paving velvet brocade.

That spiritual light is entering the Buddha's light, like a snow lion to the fire, blinking and disappearing, leaving only a wisp of light smoke. A thought was suddenly passed out: "The thief bald ...... of Lenga Temple" in mid-air with a Buddha horn, an old monk wearing a moon-white robe, holding an ancient lantern in his hand, the lamp style is strange, the carving on it is a Bodhisattva sitting on his knots, a finger pointing up, a golden flame on the fingertips jumping and dancing lightly, exuding infinite warmth. The old monk came in the air, and the eighteen Buddha lights shining behind his head, turning endlessly. All kinds of fragrant flowers, treasure light, ruihao, golden lamps, flying around the cluster, the end of the Dharma is solemn, such as the Buddha in person!

The old monk went straight into the valley and landed on both feet. Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qing didn't know why, but they also bowed. The old monk's face was wrinkled and tired, and he was seventy or eighty years old, but his eyes were clear and clear, full of compassion. He smiled and saluted, and said: "Lao Ganai is a disciple of Lenga Temple, his Dharma name is Puji, he was invited by your sect to teach, and the abbot of our temple ordered him to help your sect subdue the demons and make a merit!"

Zhao Chengfeng and Ren Qingdeng were shocked, the two did not know the appearance of the old monk, but the life of the Puji monk was like thunder, he was the contemporary elder of the Lenga Temple, in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the temple, and was also the senior brother of the abbot Pudu Monk who presided over the Lenga Temple. It's just that this Puji monk has not left the temple for a hundred years, and it is even rumored that he has sat down a few years ago, and he didn't expect to appear here today.

Since the Puji monk said that he was invited by Guo Zhangjiao to help the Taixuan Sword Sect subdue the demons, naturally there would be no fake. It seems that the Supreme Sect Master had anticipated today's situation, so the monk he had invited in advance came here to suppress the scene. Ren Qing's eyes fell on the ancient lantern, and he was dumbfounded: "Could it be that this ancient lantern cannon is the Buddha's fire heart lamp?"

The Puji monk looked serene, and smiled his head: "Yes, this ancient lamp is the Buddha's fire heart lamp." The old mana is not good, and the host brother specially opened the treasure pavilion, invited this treasure, and ordered the old man to bring it to participate in the grand event. His eyes turned on the disciples, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "It's really a devil, harming others and benefiting oneself, so vicious!"

Zhao Chengfeng hurriedly said: "The monk came just in time, all of them are disciples who want to participate in the big competition of this sect, but just now my senior brother and brother didn't check for a while, and they were contaminated with the divine soul by the demon of the Soul Devouring Sect, and they were helpless, so they asked the master to help!"

The Puji monk nodded and said: "Eliminate the demon and defend the way, it is the Buddhist disciples who cross people to save people, please relax the two." "Hold the Buddha fire heart lamp in the palm, chant the Buddha's name, and reach out to the lamp flame to point! The Buddha fire heart lamp is a Buddhist magic weapon, infinite power, ranked among the seven treasures of the Lenga Temple, it is the originator of the temple refined, and has experienced the blessing of the Buddha of the high monks, the power is incredible.

It's just that this lamp has been enshrined in the treasure pavilion of the Ranga Temple for many years, suppressing the luck in the temple, offering to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, has not appeared in the mortal world for thousands of years, today the abbot of the Ranga Temple opened the door of convenience, ordered the Puji monks to carry this lamp here, there must be great action. With this lamp, the trouble of the little Soul Eater Demon Seed is not to be feared.

The flame of the Buddha flame suddenly burst into a light building, and all the reference disciples present were covered together. Where the Buddha's light shone, he saw dozens of black shadows and black qi struggling out from the top door of those disciples, roaring and scolding. The old monk of Puji had an indifferent face, reciting scriptures, and the Buddha's light was powerful, and the demonic thought was originally the differentiation of the soul devouring Dao elder primordial spirit, relying on the seven emotions and six desires of living beings to survive, absorbing all kinds of dark thoughts to strengthen themselves, and the insidious ghost was extremely poisonous. The Buddha's light is shining, peaceful and calm, it is its natural nemesis, and it can make it more subdued than its Taixuan swordsmanship.

Under the Buddha's light, infinite shadows flew, like remnants of soup pouring snow, dissolving without a trace. When the last wisp of demon seed was refined by the Buddha's light, he hissed and scolded: "Puji bald donkey, it's a big deal for me! Sooner or later, I want you to destroy your form and spirit, and vent the hatred in my heart!" The Buddha's fire heart lamp shines through, and all the disciples have been uprooted by the devil's contamination, and the ease and freehand are as simple as eating and drinking.