The lowest demon struggled to rip off his legs and climbed up the wick with both hands, as if the tip of the wick had a fatal attraction. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

More and more demons broke free from the wick of the lamp with their abandoned legs, and climbed up one after another, mercilessly trampling the other competitors along the way, falling into the lamp oil and disappearing into green smoke with a sound like cooking oil.

The whole phaseless black lotus shook, the doors and windows of the main hall were slammed to a 'clang' sound, a window collapsed overwhelmed, the wind howled and overturned the things on the table, Jin Ling saw a fierce ghost ghost rushing in, and threw himself into the hurricane without hesitation, clinging to the wick and climbing up the same way.

Jin Ling's heart sank and knew that she was reckless, and she rashly synthesized a thousand phantom lamps without setting up a defensive formation, and the birth of the spirit treasure would naturally attract the surrounding soul classes, and they all wanted to enter the spirit treasure to become a machine spirit, which was equivalent to having a new body, and the better the material of the spirit treasure, the more chance there was to cultivate into a spirit class.

And once these things are successful, the Thousand Illusions will no longer be Jin Ling's.

Thinking of this, Jin Ling stuck to her mind, and didn't dare to hesitate any longer, the demon spirit that had been silent in the sea of consciousness for a long time was awakened, and flew out of her eyebrows and turned into a black light into the wick, and all her mind was also placed on the demon spirit.

From the perspective of the demon spirit, the entire gray wick is like a huge pillar of heaven surrounded by dozens of people, and the top of it cannot be seen at a glance, and the twist-shaped pillar is full of stumps and broken arms and struggling demons, with sharp claws waving to tear everything around it to shreds. In addition, there are strange ghosts, not only humans, but also many monster spirits, thousands.

The hurricane blew Jin Ling's clothes and hunted, and she climbed up with a few severed limbs hanging from the pillars, and the more she went up, the more she could feel the force of the hurricane constantly overwhelming and twisting her body, trying to wring her into the wick as well.

Encountering those evil ghosts trapped on the wick, Jin Ling raised his hand and slashed it with a claw, and after killing all the way and climbing more than ten zhang, the force of the hurricane slowed down Jin Ling's speed, and a group of ghosts and evil ghosts came under his feet, among which there was a demon beast soul climbing extremely fast, and it was about to catch up with Jin Ling, and the blood basin with saliva swallowed the whole ghost on its head, and the body immediately skyrocketed a few points, and the speed was much faster.

Jin Ling looked at the fierce battlefield above his head, and the remnants of his soul were constantly knocked down, and the dumplings generally fell into the lamp oil below. Further up, the ghosts were stacked with ghosts, and they were dragged by the demons in the wick, like tumors hanging on vines.

Seeing that the demon beast soul was at his feet, Jin Ling's eyes moved, and he immediately turned his body to make way for the demon beast soul, and the demon beast soul did not stop, and climbed directly to a higher place, looking like he didn't put Jin Ling in his eyes at all.

With a pain in his feet and arms, several demons struggled out of the wick, their claws went deep into Jin Ling's calf, and they opened their mouths to bite Jin Ling's arm. Jin Ling raised his eyebrows and raised his hand, and the demonic fire in his hand ignited with a 'poof', piercing into the head of the evil ghost who gnawed at his arm as fast as lightning.

The demon beast soul above its head was like a bamboo, and its body would grow stronger with each soul it devoured, and it was simply unstoppable to cut through thorns and thorns along the way, and the only thing that could slow it down was the increasingly violent hurricane from above.

Jin Ling followed closely behind its ass to gather strength, allowing it to clear obstacles in front of it, and she only had to be careful of the ones below.

The battle on the small wick was fierce, and the battle situation was unprecedented, and at this moment, outside the hall where Jin Ling was located, there was a lot of mourning and darkness.

Shanzhen, Dufa and the host were all alarmed, and when they came out, they saw that the main hall of the entire Shura Temple was surrounded by countless unjust souls, covering the sky and the sun as if it were the underworld, and all the souls were howling unwillingly, wanting to rush into the crowded hall.

The yin wind was howling, the thunder was gusting, and even the sound was swallowed up by the wind, Shanzhen could only shout in the host's ear with all his strength, "Master, what happened, why are there so many souls?"

"Amitabha, cross the Dharma and be true, go with me to transcend these souls, don't let them destroy the main hall of my temple. ”

"Yes" Watara and Seonjin replied together, and the host crossed his knees on the spot, and Seonjin and Watara also sat down behind him, and recited the Buddhist scriptures with the presiding.

The dark Sanskrit sound spat out from the mouths of the three people, turning into dark golden Sanskrit words, like flying insects rushing into the vast sea of souls. The Sanskrit words that came out of the mouth of the old monk seemed to be substance, breaking a path from the soul, and the Sanskrit was connected to the Sanskrit to form a dark golden chain, which surrounded the entire hall one by one, so that those souls could not get close.

Such a big movement, Shi Yu, the ghost car, the great sage and the ten eyes were also alarmed, several people knew that Jin Ling must be in the main hall, and they all rushed over to help kill those souls, especially the ghost car was extremely excited, they were originally feeding on souls, Jin Ling gave Shi Yu's dark stone out to buy a scabbard, and the rest of the rest bought ghosts, and it was over after a few days.

This will send so many souls when you are hungry, and the ghost car spreads its wings and grows larger, wandering in the sea of souls, and when you open your mouth and suck it, a soul enters your stomach.

In the hall, the souls that entered the hall before the old monk sealed the main hall were all squeezed into the wick, and Jin Ling followed behind the demon beast soul, which was less than ten zhang away from the top.

The further back, the more difficult it is to make up for the gap, the power of the hurricane is like a pair of big hands, pinching her body to pinch her into the wick, the arm can't even be raised, Jin Ling can only grit his teeth and move forward little by little.

And the soul of the demon beast, which is only a zhang away from her, is like a huge ball of meat at this moment, which is pressed into a meat pie and half wrapped on the wick by the hurricane, it has eaten a lot of souls, and at this moment the soul body is condensed like an entity, and its strength is stronger than Jin Ling, and there is no soul on the top of its head that stands in the way, as long as he climbs up and ignites the Thousand Illusion Lamp with himself, it can settle in it and become a machine spirit.

The last few clusters of 'Wishing Power' light were swept in by the hurricane, and Jin Ling in the Asura statue suddenly felt that the shaking Phaseless Black Lotus had a tendency to stabilize, could it be that this hurricane was about to stop?

Jin Ling let go of his divine sense and sensed it carefully, and sure enough, the hurricane gradually weakened, and the climbing speed of the demon beast soul above his head was also faster. Jin Ling climbed on a broken leg and arched his body with difficulty, secretly concentrating the strength of his whole body on his legs, lying motionless on the wick.

The demon beast soul successfully reached the top, and the hurricane disappeared completely in this moment, Jin Ling jumped up like an arrow from the string, there was no pressure, and the distance of ten zhang jumped over in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the demon beast soul seemed to have been on guard, and suddenly opened its gluttonous huge mouth in the direction that Jin Ling rushed over, and sucked violently, Jin Ling's demon spirit rushed fast, coupled with the suction of the demon beast soul, the 'whoosh' was swallowed by the demon beast soul, and the 'goo-dong' swallowed.

"Huh-" The demon beast soul roared excitedly, its whole mass wrapped around the top of the wick, and looked at the small souls below who were still struggling with proud eyes, and slowly closed its eyes to ignite the wick.

But before its eyes could be completely closed, it suddenly opened wide, and its pupils contracted sharply. A pitch-black slender hand broke open its belly with great sharpness, and pressed a palm on the top of the wick, although the demon beast soul could not be seen, but it really felt the killing intent on the demon spirit in his stomach like a vast ocean.

The cold voice was sonorous and powerful, "A thousand illusions, Cheng!"

--

Ask for recommendation votes~~Ask for subscription~~~ (To be continued.) )