The golden Buddha light fills the space, sacred and peaceful, like the heaven of all beings, the pure land of Buddhism.

But at this moment, this place was full of cold killing machines, and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations swept in all directions.

Xue Qinghan's side, except for him, Mo Yu and Feng Huang, there were only four people, two of whom were followers of Feng Huang, and the other two were invited to help, and their cultivation had all reached the Eight Heavens of the Guiyi Realm.

At this time, Xue Qinghan discovered that Fenghuang's cultivation had actually reached the Nine Heavens of the Guiyi Realm, and the coercion exuded by the guqin magic weapon in his hand was extremely extraordinary, and the grade was not bad, so it was really from a big family.

And there were as many as twenty people surrounding Xue Qinghan and his group, which was extremely bad for Xue Qinghan and them.

Fenghuang sat cross-legged, the guqin was laid flat, the jade hand was placed on the strings, and the body was filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

An exaggerated scythe appeared in Mo Yu's hand, and a cold light flashed on the pitch-black blade, and the runes seemed to be alive.

Around Xue Qinghan's body, there were divine swords born of sword qi condensation, and the sword intent was soaring.

Each divine sword is engraved with different sword runes on the body, resonating with each other, and the breath converges into a unique sword path breath, which is obscure, as if it contains all kinds of avenues, but it does not seem to contain any impurities, and it is extremely pure.

The cyan sword lotus bloomed, the sword qi erupted, the sword path opened the sky, and the extreme sharpness destroyed everything.

And if you look closely, you will find that the cyan sword lotus shrouded around Xue Qinghan's body is constantly devouring the spiritual power between heaven and earth, almost turning into substance, and the aura is constantly rising.

Even the Buddha light that filled the space was affected by its power, constantly converging towards Xue Qinghan, being absorbed by the cyan sword lotus, and turning into a steady stream of power to bless Xue Qinghan.

It can be seen that as the cyan sword lotus whale swallows the cow and drinks the golden Buddha light, golden lines faintly appear on the petals of the sword lotus itself, with a sense of divine peace, and the breath is similar to the Buddha's light, which is faintly inexplicably connected with the Buddha's light in the sky.

This is the horror of the Great Freedom Sutra, the spiritual power of its cultivation itself is extremely pure, but it has the attribute of inclusiveness and derivation of various great avenue powers, just like taking it as the root and absorbing the power of heaven and earth for its own use.

The practice of this Great Freedom Sutra should be imitated by the legendary Chaos Blue Lotus, the root of the Great Dao.

"Watching the futile struggle of the trapped beast is also one of the great pleasures of the deity, don't let the deity down too much, hahaha, struggle as hard as you can. ”

The words fell, and the figures surrounding Xue Qinghan and the others shot out at the same time, and suddenly one attack after another bombarded them.

There is sword light breaking through the air, there is a pagoda suppressing down, there are palm prints covering the heaven and earth, there are fist prints smashing down, all kinds of visions are present, and they are terrifying.

"Wow~"

With a long roar of the wind phoenix, the jade hand of the wind phoenix swayed, the guqin vibrate, the strings trembled slightly, and the endless cyan light gathered, and a cyan divine bird with a wingspan of dozens of zhang rose from it to the sky, spreading its wings and hitting the sky, the gods and martial arts were extraordinary, like living creatures, like the real wind phoenix divine bird descending, overlooking all beings.

The cyan divine bird flapped its wings, and suddenly the terrifying cyan storm swept out, spreading in all directions, forming a storm barrier to envelop everyone.

Not only that, the long cry of the divine bird carried an extremely terrifying penetrating power, wanting to tear apart people's divine souls, and attacked with terrifying divine souls, directly bringing everyone on the other side into the scope of the attack.

The others were not idle, each using their magical powers to fend off the attack.

"Zheng~"

The Easy Sword trembled slightly, the Xue Qinghan long sword danced, and one after another sword light came out, the sword shadow filled the sky, and one after another divine swords slashed through the void, colliding directly with the attacks.

"Boom~"

The void shook, a loud bang shook the sky, and the aftermath of spiritual power swept in all directions.

The divine sword shattered and dissipated into the void, and the storm barrier built by the wind phoenix was directly torn apart, and the cyan divine bird trembled, almost collapsing, and a mournful roar came out of its mouth.

Although it was a bit reluctant, it finally resisted the first wave, but this is also related to the fact that after being taken away by the demon soul, the original strength of those people was not fully exerted.

After all, it is a body that has only been taken away for a short time, and the fit cannot reach perfection, so the divine soul is greatly affected by this place, and the power of the demon soul itself is almost completely restrained by the power of the Buddha Dao filled here, which makes the power exerted much worse.

But it's too early to rejoice, and the attack just now is just a tentative attack. Moreover, the character of this demon soul is particularly bad, and it seems to have a habit of torturing people's spirits, and it always holds the posture of cat and mouse, and regards them as prey.

Immediately after the divine power that dissipated at the same time, one figure after another rushed up directly under the wrapping of spiritual power, and one attack after another smashed down mercilessly.

The worst thing is that he is obviously the weakest in cultivation, but Xue Qinghan is particularly favored by the demon soul, focusing on him.

Eight figures came towards Xue Qinghan, and those pairs of eyes with strange black glow stared at Xue Qinghan.

"Childe be careful!"

Mo Yu's figure flashed, and he stood beside Xue Qinghan, his delicate body wrapped around an extremely pure black air current, making his face blurry and his body slightly fluttering. Only the scythe shimmered with a cold light, exuding a dementor killing power.

Then Mo Yu directly took the initiative to meet him, and the sickle danced, and immediately encircled five of them into his attack range, and forcibly helped Xue Qinghan block five of them.

After cultivating into the Eight Heavens of the One Realm, Mo Yu's own combat power was probably an extremely outstanding existence even among the Nine Heavens of the One Realm. Moreover, Xue Qinghan vaguely felt that it was not the limit of her combat power, and there were other hole cards.

Although the situation faced by Xue Qinghan has improved a lot because of Mo Yu's action, it is still not optimistic.

Xue Qinghan himself was the least affected by the purification power of the Buddha's light, and his combat power was the least damaged, but his own cultivation realm was not enough, even because the scriptures he practiced were the top Dao scriptures, making his own spiritual power extremely powerful, and few people in the same realm could match it.

The magical powers and spells he practiced were all extremely powerful, and his comprehension could be called demonic, which created his combat power beyond his own realm.

The Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder Law Body operated, and purple thunder flashed on the surface of the body, and the strength of the physical body instantly increased. Flying out, Xue Qinghan's figure became erratic, elusive, and extremely fast, like a phantom, shuttling through the oncoming attacks, making it impossible to lock on to his figure.

At the same time, the Great Freedom Sword was fully exerted, the sword aura was full of murderous aura, the sharp sword qi cut through the void, vertical and horizontal, and the cyan sword lotus was spread out in the void, which was extremely magnificent, but with a deadly killing intention.

The footsteps were slightly wrong, Xue Qinghan flashed the fierce fist mark on the left side with the momentum of the antelope hanging horns, and the Xiaoyao Sword slashed upward, colliding with the oncoming long knife, the knife intent and the sword intent collided violently, and then exploded.

Xue Qinghan's figure retreated, and at the same time, his body avoided the spear attacking from the rear in a subtle posture, and the next moment, with a step on his footsteps, he directly left an afterimage in the same place.

And Xue Qinghan's deity appeared in the other direction as if teleporting, and behind the young man who blasted out the fist mark, a sword light bloomed, and the cyan sword lotus shrouded the void, directly devouring it into it, the sword intent exploded, and the sword qi surged.

However, at the same time as the sword qi erupted, a magnificent fist seal also erupted from it at the same time, but it forcibly broke through a big hole in the cyan sword lotus phantom that was about to close, and a figure flew out of it, directly blasting towards Xue Qinghan.

In this regard, Xue Qinghan had already prepared, he didn't think that he could directly kill the other party with one blow, in the other party's body, but there was a veritable old monster, his understanding of the Great Dao, and combat experience, I am afraid that Xue Qinghan could not compare.

Even if the strength is suppressed, the fighting consciousness is still there, and it is impossible for Xue Qinghan to underestimate it.

At the same time as the young man's figure came out of trouble, Xue Qinghan's left hand was raised, and the bright blood-colored brilliance on his index finger flowed and converged, and the characters that exuded a strong killing aura surrounded him, and an incomparable sharp aura permeated from it.

Xue Qinghan's finger no longer looked like flesh and blood at this time, but a killing divine spear made of immortal gold and soaked in blood, a divine soldier born only for killing.

Zhuxian spear.

The killing magic technique designed for killing bloomed as Xue Qinghan pointed out, and a blood-colored killing light condensed into a spear and shot out, not giving people time to react at all, it directly pierced its skull, leaving a bloody hole.

Killing a person, no, it should be said that it killed a corpse, the other party's soul has been completely able to exist out of the body, Xue Qinghan knows very well, the blow just now cannot erase that wisp of demon soul.

However, when the physical body dies, the demon soul can no longer borrow the power of its body, and in this place full of rich and pure Buddha power, it is not much different from dying, and it can no longer threaten him anyway.

If he could, Xue Qinghan wanted to make up for another red lotus karmic fire and incinerate the demon soul in it.

But it was obvious that the other party would not give him this opportunity, and it was already unexpected for a body to be killed by the demon soul, and in the eyes of the demon soul, it was definitely an unbearable shame, and he was actually killed by a junior, even if he only divided an insignificant wisp of divine soul in it.

A spear swept through the thousands of troops and drew towards Xue Qinghan's waist, but Xue Qinghan could only give up the mending knife and retreat backwards.

And the spear followed, and one after another domineering attacks shrouded towards the snow and cold, and the spear shot out like a dragon, and the momentum sank.

The other person appeared next to the person who was killed by Xue Qinghan, and then Xue Qinghan saw a wisp of demon soul flying out of the body that was killed and merging into the body of another person.

After fusing that wisp of demon soul, the aura on his body actually rose directly.