The coffin where Li Yinyue was lying was a whole piece of mother gold, and the weight was very heavy, and Qin Feng's physique was strong, so he could swing it so freely.

The thumb-sized mother gold is already very precious, hollowing out the mother gold to make a coffin, this kind of behavior is extremely luxurious, Qin Feng has only seen so many mother gold in front of the Shingon Mountain Gate.

"It seems that these holy coffins are not as good as Aunt Yinyue. ”

Seeing the black-pupiled saint probe at his feet, there was a tendency to resist, and he picked up the coffin and smashed it on his head and face.

After smashing the other party to the point of sluggishness, he gave up, and said softly: "Be good, obediently take out the holy medicine to compensate, otherwise I will seek justice for the three thousand palace maids of Beiliang." ”

Seeing that his face was full of displeasure, Qin Feng's mouth wrinkled, and he picked up the coffin and smashed it towards his head.

"Aren't you happy?" Qin Feng tongued.

The black-eyed saint snorted coldly and said, "Mole ant, let you get your will for the time being, after this incident, no matter where you go to the ends of the earth, I and the Yang Saint will capture you." ”

"We are holy, you are just a mortal, you can stand above our body, but you can't really be above me. ”

There was blood on the face of the black-eyed saint, but he was extremely arrogant: "Unless I want to enter reincarnation, who in the world can take my life?"

Qin Feng felt tricky.

He had a feeling when he beat the Yang Saint before, these Saints had just awakened from thousands of years of self-sealing, and their strength was not one in ten, so it could be said that they were at the weakest time, which was also the reason why he dared to blaspheme the Saint.

The strength displayed by these people is not a saint at all.

"I crippled the Yang Saint before, but I couldn't threaten his bones, the Saint is indeed very powerful, just rely on instinct, I can't help it. ”

He continued to smash dozens of times, and the jade coffin lost the smash on the black pupil saint and smashed his bones to pieces.

"It's still so healthy, I can't help it. Qin Feng looked at the mud and sighed.

"It's worthy of being a true saint, and I can be safe if I fight......"

"What is the most important thing to a saint? I can't destroy you, and it seems that forceful means are not good. ”

Qin Feng walked to the mud and buried his head in the mud and said, "In this way, I have to come soft." ”

He was making a decision, and thinking that something was wrong, he retreated to the rear, turned Li Yinyue's coffin in a different direction, and turned his back to him.

He trotted over to the Black Pupil Saint again, ready to pee.

"Hey, Canglong Female Sage, you avoid it first, the next scene is immoral, the three big-eared monks, you also avoid it for a while, the three of you have become monks one after another, the reason for this is intriguing, I am afraid that you will feel inferior when you see it......"

"Between us, we will settle it later. ”

Below, an angry roar came from the mud, with the momentum of a desperate fight: "Mole ant, the saint must not be dishonored, you will be responsible for today's actions." ”

Qin Feng shook his son, turned to look at the back, and saw that Canglong Nusheng really turned around, and then he was about to pull his pants.

"Black Pupil Saint, the moment I smashed open your tomb, I already had such an awareness. ”

Qin Feng smiled: "Either hand over the holy medicine now, or enjoy the nourishment of the sweet rain." ”

"But I guess

This can't affect you, it's hard to change your will, the saint cut off the six senses, and he has already been spoiled and forgotten, how can he care about such a little humiliation, it seems that I really have nothing to do with the holy mushroom. ”

In fact, the black-pupiled sage did not completely purify the six senses.

There are six levels of slashing consciousness, each of which corresponds to a slashing consciousness, cutting off any of the six internal organs and three consciousnesses, which is called a false saint, as long as the fourth consciousness is cut off, you will step into the ranks of true saints.

The four saints, the five saints, and the six saints all seem to be true saints, but in fact they are different in strength and weakness.

The Black Pupil Saint is the true saint who has cut off the four senses, and the Yang Saint is also the true saint who has cut off the four senses, which is equivalent to entering the gate of the true saint for the first time.

It is very difficult for them to embark on the immortal path before the end of their lives, and they need to cut off the fifth and sixth consciousnesses one after another.

"Don't ...... Don't do that!" Qin Feng's double spans came from beneath the sound of begging for mercy.

"I don't have a holy mushroom, this is a holy herb yang herb, containing the power of yang, accompanied by the mystery of life and death. ”

A bush of grass flew from its feet, and it was as thin as a piece of paper, an inch high.

Qin Feng smiled, grabbed the grass, and looked at it carefully.

"Good thing, this grass is black on one side and white on the other, and it contains completely different genus energy. ”

The grass lies quietly in Qin Feng's palm, on the grass, the white side is filled with the breath of life, from this side, you can feel the prosperity, on the other hand, it is surrounded by a black and swarthy dead air, which makes people stay away.

A small grass, a perfect fusion of two opposing energies.

Qin Feng lifted his trousers and said, "The transaction is complete, thank you for the cooperation of the Black Pupil Sage." ”

He was very trustworthy, and when he obtained a holy medicine from the Black Pupil Sage, he did not be aggressive anymore and was not embarrassed.

The young man came to the skeleton of Yang Sheng.

"Yang Sheng, are you ready for the holy medicine?"

After a few breaths, just as Qin Feng was about to make a move, a flame swept out from Yang Sheng's skeleton.

The flame had no rhizomes, no wind spontaneously combusted, no center of flame could be found, and there was a center of flame everywhere.

"It's such a high temperature, not weaker than the fire spirit spit out by the little Suzaku!"

Qin Feng looked sideways, and used his hand to catch the fire, the tendons were burned through, and he hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle and closed the flame.

Click. The flames could not withstand the high temperature and were about to shatter, and the seal in the young man's hand changed, and several isolation spirit arrays were shot out one after another, and when the spirit arrays swept into the bottle one after another, the temperature of the fire was isolated.

"This fire is precious, and its value is comparable to that of a holy medicine. ”

The young man waved his big ears and scattered the bones of Yang Sheng.

"Boy, I handed over the True Yang Heavenly Fire, why are you still ruthless?" Yang Sheng only had a skeleton, and his maxilla and mandible collided with each other, making a cold sound.

Qin Feng raised his hand, showed those burned fascia, and said, "You threw such a fire at me, but you didn't explain its origin in advance, you harbored evil intentions, and you should be beaten." ”

Yang Sheng was silent, thinking about how to recover quickly and behead the young man to death.

He did have the idea of burning Qin Feng to death, the True Yang Heavenly Fire was the source of his strength, he had found it in a broken star, it was the fire outside the sky, it was very precious.

Once this kind of fire is touched, it can burn the bones of a person's corpse, but Qin Feng grabbed it with his hands, and only burned the fascia.

This shocked Yang Sheng Haosheng.

"Keep the True Yang Heavenly Fire on him for the time being, and then retrieve it with the interest. "The Yang Saint is dormant, the True Yang Heavenly Fire is his treasure, and he can't afford to lose it, and sooner or later he will have to claim it back.

"The vitality of the saints is seriously lost, and I can't help this kid from the Seven Tibetan Realm......"

Qin Feng turned around and walked towards the grave of the big-eared saint, he waved the jade coffin in his hand: "Big-eared monk, you can hand over the three holy medicines." ”

One of the monks sighed, his head swaying from side to side: "From ancient times to the present, no one can threaten us and others, we are Buddhas. ”

Qin Feng only felt that his head was swollen, and the three monks in front of him began to chant Buddhist scriptures at some point, and those scriptures were like small insects, entering the soul sea along his facial features, and penetrating into his body through his skin.

It's a book of choices.

"You have to get the holy medicine from us, this is the rope, and at the same time, you have to give something, lose what is worthy, this is called sacrificiality. ”

Three holy herbs appeared in front of the big-eared monk, and they were three wine-red agate, each with nine branches.

"This is Sumeru, although it is only such a small three, but it has all kinds of wonderful uses, can be used to make prayer beads, wear on it, help mortals prolong life, improve enlightenment, can also be used to make wooden fish, yellow seeds, Buddha beads, etc. ”

The big-eared monk unveiled the three holy herbs and asked, "Mortal, are you ready, have you decided what you want to give up?"

Qin Feng's eyes were confused, his brain was swollen, and he was delirious: "Big-eared monk, your Buddhism will be reincarnated, talk about the afterlife, in order to get the three Sumeru Nao, I will give up the next life." ”

The three monks sighed together: "Reincarnation is a hypothesis, it does not exist in the world, it seems that the donor has not thought about what to give up, then we will decide for the donor." ”

The three monks sat around each other, shutting Qin Feng in the center, and the scriptures in their mouths came out even faster.

"She. ”

Boom.

As the three monks chanted, Qin Feng's body began to shatter, the blood disappeared directly, and the bones were annihilated inch by inch.

This scene is very weird, the three monks can cut off what Qin Feng is proud of just by moving their mouths.

Seeing that the young man wanted to resist, the big-eared monk smiled: "Donor, you can't resist, this is a choice and a hand-off, but it is handed down by Amitabha Buddha." ”

Qin Feng was annihilated inch by inch, this disappearance was not as simple as being cut off by others, but disappeared without a trace.

The Dharma of Buddhism is very strange, and for those who do not understand the Dharma, it cannot be resisted.

"Unless you master the supreme supernatural power of my Buddhism, you can only perish under the Sutra of Choices. ”

The three monks were not very happy: "We have taken your name, and we have also discarded the three holy medicines, and it is fair to choose the sutras, and we do not favor anyone." ”

Qin Feng was about to ask Li Yinyue for help, because he found that no matter what means he used, he couldn't resolve it.

"Is the Yijin Sutra considered a great power of Buddhism? I haven't fully mastered it, and I can only use it superficially

。 ”

He carefully felt every inch of fascial blood in his body, and his heart beat together, sending out bursts of scriptural power.

He used the Yi Jin Sutra to resist the Trade-off Sutra.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng's no longer continued to deteriorate, and the remaining bones were preserved.

The trade-off scriptures are endless, and the three big-eared monks work together, smooth and powerful, but they can no longer encroach on the young man's body.

"You have mastered the great magical powers of Buddhism, what is it?" the big-eared monk was surprised.

The young man's myofascia peristalsis, the big injury turned into a small one, and the small injury turned into nothing.

"How is that possible...... Yi Jin Jing, you actually secretly learned ......"

Boom. Qin Feng picked up the jade coffin and smashed it, crashing into three large tombs, and at the same time scooping up three Sumeru Nao.

The choice scripture in the mouth of the sophomore monk was interrupted, but they couldn't say anything, so they could only sigh unwillingly.

Qin Feng came to the Holy Tomb of the Canglong Girl again, the woman watched the young man approach, and used her means, and the three thousand strands of hair turned into the Canglong beard and attacked, but it had no effect.

"I'll give you the holy medicine. ”

Qin Feng shook his head, smashed open the coffin of the Canglong Female Saint, and picked up the other party's coffin: "I don't want your holy medicine, I just need you to accompany me to a place." ”

"There are people in the depths of the earth who want to see you, and to be of your kindred. ”

Qin Feng found the saints who were watching from a distance, asked for the holy mushroom, and if he dared to resist, he shot violently.

Wherever he passed, he was not spared.

The whole periphery of the earth was beaten by him, and it was full of smoke, and not a single saint was missed.

These saints were afraid that the coffin would be smashed by Qin Feng, and they had abandoned their efforts before they had fallen asleep for thousands of years, and most of them did not break out, but there were still some saints who were really angry.

But without exception, the saints who were really angry were all smashed by Qin Feng.

On this day, the outer area of the ancient holy land was in chaos.