In the underground tombs, in the karst caves, next to the blood pool, Zhen Ming stepped on the Kui Gang kick fight, pinched the sword finger with his left hand, and danced with his right hand to whisk the dust, originally controlling the money sword wholeheartedly, and pursuing the Samadhi True Fire, always ready to take the opportunity to attack;

Suddenly, when he saw the three-color strange fire and turned into an immortal war spirit, he suddenly couldn't help but exclaim, but the eyes he looked at the immortal war spirit were extremely strange, only shock, no fear, but a strange look of relief;

"Evil obstacles! No wonder, you want to condense the body of white bones, it turns out that it is a war spirit! Although the cultivation of the three evil natures is not weak, it is a pity that you have encountered the true fire of samadhi! Heaven's will is so! You are doomed!"

The demon-subduing power of the Samadhi True Fire is reflected in the powerful burning power, and what really makes the Samadhi True Fire famous is that it is an absolute nemesis for the soul body, and it is one of the fires of heaven and earth to the sun, and it has the characteristics of burning the soul body;

"Roar!"

At this time, the war spirit roared angrily, it was chased by the ice dragon, the samadhi true fire, and the money sword, in the middle of the three talents, for a while, there are only two ways up and down, you can get out of trouble, but unfortunately, there is a town on the side waiting for the opportunity to move, how can it be allowed to get its wish;

"Soul Bell! Sound Soul Ring! Soul Suppression Bell! Suppress Evil Spirits! Hurry as a Decree!"

Like a hidden weapon, Zhen Ming directly threw out the soul bell, recited the proverb mantra, pinched the mystical magic with his hands, infused mana cultivation, urged the mind and mind, controlled the instantly swollen soul bell, and used the battle soul as a hood, this move can be described as appropriate, icing on the cake;

"Dangdang!"

The soul bell turned into a big Lu Hong bell, and on the top of the head of the flying path battle spirit, it rang autonomously, and the bell wave rolled, shaking the void and tumbling, directly blocking the way of the war spirit, and cutting off its chance to escape, and the divine light followed the sound wave to roll, temporarily sealing the soul of the town, and fixed it on the spot;

"Huh!"

With such a great opportunity, Zhen Ming naturally would not let it go, and immediately used his mind to control the money sword and attack, a sharp sword light flashed, and the golden light of demon subjugation was attached to it, and he immediately cut off one of the arms of the battle spirit, turning into a soul mist and dissipating;

"Wow!"

I didn't notice it for a while, I was cut off an arm, and I was suddenly in pain, and I let out a terrible wail, and on my hideous face, my fierce face was revealed, and a pair of blood-red ghost eyes left red blood tears, which was transformed by the fierce qi in its body, and it was also a manifestation of serious injuries and injuries;

"Phew!"

In order to be precautionary, the Samadhi True Fire was infused with mana, controlled by the mind and God, followed by it, turned into a fire of the prairie and went violently, and the war spirit broke free from the shackles of the sound waves, and there was no way to go to the sky, so he immediately fled downward, but as a result, he was ignited by the Samadhi True Fire that happened to be killed, and his feet were ignited;

"Uhh

The war spirit expressed a heart-wrenching scream, all of which originated from the true fire of samadhi, like maggots attached to the bones, a strong poison, which spread rapidly upwards along its feet, scorching, crackling;

"Poof!"

The ice dragon, which was eyeing the tiger, opened its dragon mouth, exhaled the ice, and directly let the howl of the war spirit stop abruptly, and the upper body maintained a posture of looking up to the sky and roaring, and was frozen in the dark blue ice, and even the evil qi that lingered around its body, and the qi of yin and death that wandered away, were partially frozen in ice;

"Bang!

The ending of the battle soul, unexpectedly shattered, turned into a soul mist, slowly dissipated between heaven and earth, under the eyes of the heavenly eye, only saw a faint spiritual light, fell into the ground, disappeared, Zhen Ming knew in his heart, that is the true spirit, without any ideological consciousness;

The so-called immortal war soul was suppressed like this, and by chance, it was killed strongly, and as the soul mist dissipated, the war soul condensed for many years The yin death qi, the fierce qi, and the evil qi did not dissipate, but quickly condensed, and all of them drilled into a three-colored bead;

"Huh?

Zhen Ming's eyes were quick, and he quickly stretched out his hand, and when the strange bead was about to fall, he fished it in his hand, and poured mana into his palm for the first time, and sealed it simply, only then he spread out his palm and looked at it carefully;

"How do you feel, it's so similar to the one left by the soul beast before?"

I couldn't see why, Zhen Ming shook his head and muttered, full of care, casually pinched the magic seal, applied another layer of seal, put it away carelessly, raised his hand with a move, recalled the soul bell, let it levitate in front of him, reached out again to hold the money sword, and prepared to fight;

"Da Da Da!"

It turned out that the method of calming the darkness was completely correct, because around the cave, there was a strange sound suddenly, just like the sound of a boulder hitting the ground, there was a dull thick texture, and the ground also trembled slightly at the same time as the sound sounded;

In a few moments, a group of stone carvings, armed with swords, guns and sticks, and other weapons, supported by heavy footwork, step by step, like a moving hill, seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast, rushed in the direction of the town, dancing with swords and swords, and holding guns and sticks;

"Even the legendary immortal war soul has been exterminated by the poor road, you little minions, you little minions, you dare to fight and come out to die, you are really asking for your own death, your courage is commendable!"

Zhen Ming nagged on his mouth, but he was not soft in his hands, until the money sword, against these stone guys, the effect was not great, so he simply put it away, and pointed like a sword, pointing at the strange stone carvings that rushed in, Samadhi was really infused with mana, the fire instantly soared, and the fire was overwhelming;

"Phew!"

The true fire of Samadhi, the last to come, turned into a sea of fire, wrapped the rushing stone carvings, raging flames, burning wildly, and in a few moments, some stone carvings were burned all over the body, sparks splashed, and began to drop slag;

This is a group of stone puppets, in the eyes of Zhen Ming, these are just low-level goods artificially refined, in some large tombs, this kind of thing is very common and common, inside the stone carving, it is a heroic soul that has been sealed in by evil magic, or evil spirits, it is just a means to protect the tomb;

"Poof!"

At the same time, under the order of the Zhenshen Shen Nian Transmission, the ice dragon shook his head and shook his tail and rushed over, opening his mouth to breathe the divine dragon, so the technique was repeated, and the two heavens of ice and fire that had repeatedly worked wonders were staged again, ice and fire were incompatible, and under the hedging of the opposite polar forces, the stone carving was suddenly shattered and scattered all over the ground;

Seeing this, Zhen Ming withdrew the true fire, turned to look at the bronze coffin in the blood pool, his eyes were solemn, and he didn't care about the fragile stone carving fragments behind him, he didn't pay attention to it at all, even the ice dragon turned around and flew back, looking at the blood pool with Zhen Ming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo