Shifang was stunned, he didn't expect this blow to cause such a gratifying result, it stands to reason that even if the ghost king was seriously injured, he would not be hit hard by his beginner's Demon Breaking Seal, at most it would cause some trouble, after all, the realm gap between the two is that there is a distance between heaven and earth.

The spiritual power that was finally recovered was consumed in an instant, Shifang grabbed the stone wall, and his heart suddenly moved, no, the ghost shadow that melted in front of him was obviously not the ghost king's body, he would definitely not be so vulnerable, and he was vigilant in his heart, Shifang said loudly: "Ghost King, I didn't expect you to be a ghost cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Dan, and you didn't dare to confront me head-on, it's really ridiculous." ”

The voice echoed in the empty ghost abyss for a long time, but there was no response at all, and Shifang was a little puzzled, could it be that the ghost king was actually frightened by himself?

After waiting for a long time, it was still as quiet as death, Shifang clasped the rock wall with both hands, and began to slowly approach the spirit of ginseng, the land of right and wrong, it is not advisable to stay for a long time, no matter whether the ghost king escapes or stays, he can't blindly stay in place, that little witch doesn't know when she will be able to wake up, all she can do now is to do her best to leave the dark ghost abyss, fortunately, she is not alone, and there is also a spirit.

Looking up, Shen Ling excitedly "babbled", as if he was happy for Shifang again, Shifang smiled in return, and said with some pride: "Small meaning, just a ghost king, I am a Bodhi ......"

Before he finished speaking, on the dark stone wall, a ghostly claw silently poked out and grabbed Shifang's chest. Shen Ling's voice suddenly became anxious, and Shifang was also aware of it, but he only had time to lower his head. For the sudden arrival of the ghost claw, Shifang was obviously powerless. If a ghost king who is a great consummation of the Dan puts down his identity and hides in the shadows and waits for an opportunity to plot against a little monk in the middle of Peiyuan, the result can be imagined.

It's a pity that the Great Virtue Blessing Mantra has been refined by Lian Tianding, and Lian Tianding fell into a deep sleep, leaving only the function of storage, in an instant, Shifang thought a lot, but still there is no effective way, the yin qi carried by this ghost claw caused Shifang's whole body to tremble, is he really going to die here this time?

The ghost qi finally touched the body, and the cold chill with a hint of Xiao Killing was about to be printed on Shifang's chest, if his heart was destroyed before he was married, there was no possibility of survival, and Shifang had already closed his eyes in resignation.

But the ghost qi and the body, the talisman mantra that came out of Shifang's enlightenment in the past few months was unwilling to be lonely, and came out through the body. The Buddhist scripture inscriptions emitting auspicious golden light around his body swirled endlessly, and the ghost claws finally landed on his chest.

The ghost claw that was ready to go faced with the hastily raised talisman spell, and the realm of the consummation of the knot pill was on the cultivation of the middle stage of the Peiyuan, and in just one breath, the Buddhist scripture inscriptions that emerged from Shifang's body were broken by the ghost claw, and then smashed into Shifang's chest.

With a "poof", Shifang's chest sank, as if he had been hit by a thousand catties of boulders, his five organs shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his body was shaken off the cliff and fell down helplessly.

In the sound of "babbling", Shifang's arm tightened, and then he was dragged over, and it was Shen Ling who saw that the situation was critical and pulled him. The chest is stuffy, but, but it seems that after spitting blood, it eased up again, the blow of the ghost king, shouldn't it be the same as me, I didn't eat enough. How did Shifang know that his body that had been refined into steel showed something extraordinary under the confirmation of the Ghost King's fierce blow.

The ghost king surfaced on the cliff again, but his expression was a little surprised, hey, this little monk is still alive, shouldn't it, even if he turned his claws into fists under the protection of the talisman spell, he still infused half of the ghost qi. It stands to reason that he couldn't bear it, at least as a result of his internal organs being shattered and dying on the spot. But why is it that he just vomited a mouthful of blood now? Except for a very small number of body cultivators, aren't the monks' bodies all very fragile? No, how could he have made such an obvious mistake, he is a Buddhist cultivator. Suddenly, the corners of the ghost king's mouth curled, it's over, everything is over, no matter what kind of talent this little monk has, with their state at this time, they will inevitably die. Because not far away, his men have already rushed over.

This scene obviously also fell in Shifang's eyes, calming the qi and blood in his chest, and he instantly had a way, "Go!" You control her like you controlled my body just now, and then take me with you, and ignore the rest, just run upwards. ”

"Babble!" The roots of the spirit spread again, binding Shu Yan's limbs, and then wrapped around Shifang's waist and ran lifeless upwards.

"If you want to escape, I'll see where you can escape today." The ghost king waved his hand and ordered: "Kill me, live or die!" As soon as the words fell, gusts of wind swept out, some did not enter the mountain wall, some flew in the air, and the target pointed directly at Shifang and others.

Shifang's face was very ugly, he offered a blue bowl with one hand, floating on the top of the heads of the three, the soft Buddha light of the blue bowl covered Shu Yan and Shenling, and he held a peachwood sword in his hand, looking at the gusts of yin wind, waiting for the battle.

The seemingly weak yin wind hides endless killing intentions, but as soon as the yin wind comes into contact with the Buddha light side of the Jialan bowl, it will smoke straight out, and it will escape with a miserable scream, and the other ghosts will recognize it very well, and they will attack the ten directions beyond the beam.

At this time, I saw a cloud of yin wind whistling and whistling away, and in the shroud of black ghosts, a cyan peachwood sword lit up, but with the passage of time, it gradually dimmed.

Shifang didn't know how long he could support it, the spiritual power in his body flowed out rapidly, in order to maintain the faint fixed Buddha light of the Jialan bowl, he withdrew the spiritual energy that was input into the peachwood sword, and only relied on its function of exorcising evil spirits and its own spirituality to support the stormy status quo.

How long will it be before he sees the light again, and at this moment, he has never been so eager for the dull sky of the netherworld. But he didn't have time to take care of it, not even a single effort to raise his head, in the dark, he tensed all his perceptions, and dealt with the murderous intent hidden in the yin qi, otherwise a negligence would make him doomed.

The arm became heavier and heavier, and several attacks hidden by the yin wind began to fall on his body, and one by one the wounds seemed to be blown by the wind, and they rolled over his body......

Uncle, you chick is comfortable, I knew that Lao Tzu was also in a coma, and across the ginseng spirit, he slapped Shu Yan's buttocks in the face, well, the elasticity is so good, hey, how did I have this habit. No matter, if you don't wake up, we'll really be finished, rubbed a few more times, Shu Yan still didn't react, Shifang helplessly licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and turned his eyes back to the crisis in front of him.

Sam Ling was still running rapidly, the gusts of yin wind were still ghostly, and the stinging pain from time to time on his body made Shifang quite uncomfortable, but it was this stinging pain that kept him conscious.

"Uncle, I want to faint, and I still come here from time to time, so that Lao Tzu can't live in peace, what the hell are you doing." Shifang scolded angrily. The gloomy wind paused obviously, uh, I almost forgot, these are real ghosts in front of me, ghosts? In an instant, Shifang suddenly had a strange feeling, he lost his mouth, and he didn't lose his mouth? Eighteen non-common laws? What does it mean that the Dharma is said to be enlightened when it is appropriate for all people? The verses of the Myoho-renge-kyo are derived from his own angry scolding.

In the darkness, Shifang suddenly emptied, and his mouth unconsciously muttered: "The body wants to be recognized through the self!" These seven words are the essence of the visualization of Nyolai. After saying this, an indescribable thing was broken in an instant, and the spiritual power in the body immediately increased by a few points, and Shifang came back to his senses. What the hell just happened, it's weird. After looking at his own state, Shifang was overjoyed, and he never thought that on the verge of danger, by chance, he actually made a breakthrough and reached the late stage of Peiyuan...... Ah no, it should be the blessing of the Buddha, "Amitabha, my Buddha is mighty".

With a hint of joy and feeling a bit of strength in his body, Shifang clenched the peachwood sword in his hand, he raised his head and muttered in his mouth: "Damn, let you ...... this time"

Before he finished speaking, Shengsheng was suffocated again, looking at the thick dark clouds composed of yin spirits in front of him, Shifang felt cold for a while, Buddha, heaven, let me break through again, I am not greedy, just give a relic.

The dark cloud ignored the performance of the ten directions and headed towards the ten directions.

The Buddha and the sky did not pay attention to the wails of the ten directions, but a silvery white title page that was silent in the corner of his mind suddenly had a hint of reaction at this time, and it floated out gently, emitting a long-lost white light, which filled the eyes of the ten directions.

In the dark cloud world woven by ghosts, the blue light emitted by the blue bowl was uncertain, and many attacks smashed on it; Of course, there are more attacks that are stealthy towards its owner. It's just that suddenly, all of this in Shifang's eyes has become a lot slower: on his side, a ghost who thinks he has a plan, conjures up a pitch-black dagger, and hands it towards Shifang's waist, even if its movements are extremely slow, Shifang doesn't think it's really so kind, the peachwood sword is horizontal, and it slaps at its head, with a smile that has not yet solidified, the ghost thing turns into a wisp of green smoke, this is the laughing Jiuquan, Shifang thought.

In this way, no matter what kind of ghost things are cultivated, there is nothing to hide in the field of vision of the ten directions, without exception, they were seriously stabbed to death by him with a sword and a sword, and these ghost things were still thinking of their own good when they died, and sent a few beads that looked good, and they were happily included in the refining heaven by the ten directions.

The ghost king had been following behind and looked at each other coldly, and when he saw that the dark clouds were completely cleared in a few breaths, he opened his mouth wide in disbelief...... How is this possible? What's going on? He was frightened and frightened, and was about to disappear from the cliff, but he was about to flee from here.

Shifang's body suddenly collapsed like a puddle of mud, if it weren't for the ginseng spirit root on his waist, I am afraid that he would have been thrown into this boundless darkness.

"Babbling?" Shen Ling shouted a few times in confusion, the bad ghosts were gone, and he was still pretending to be dead, and he shook Shifang's body in the air at the moment, but he didn't even shake out a sound.

It was this action that made the ghost king's anxious mind to escape stop, and the little monk seemed to have fainted.