This enlightened beast has the name of a divine beast, far inferior to Fang Zhong's fierce beast and Buddha's Divine Martial Arts, it is not Fang Zhong's opponent at all, under its arbitrary manipulation, the huge head was split by the wind blade A huge gap, blood suddenly gushed out. It roared again and again, and its body rolled violently, lifting Zhou Qing off the beast's back, and falling down with blood all the way while roaring. Judging by the way it looks, even if it doesn't die, it will be seriously injured.

Bu Yisan almost exhausted the spiritual power of the two divine soldiers, and the remaining four divine soldiers came first, leaping over Yan Yin Shitai and the others, and slashed towards Zhou Qing. No matter how great Zhou Qing is, he can't compare to the Buddha, and even the Buddha will be injured under these six divine weapons, let alone him. Zhou Qing glanced at Fang Zhong resentfully, raised the Thorn Slashing Sword and slashed towards the other four rays of light, this sword bloomed in his hand with a sword light dozens of zhang long, the wind and rain that was protected around his body were impenetrable, only to hear a series of clanging sounds like rain hitting plantains, the sword light of the Thorn Slashing Sword was fashionable and bright at first, but under the constant slashing and impact, it became darker and darker, smaller and smaller, until there was a crisp click, and the sword light of the Thorn Slashing Sword turned into countless bright fragments flying in the air.

After all, Zhou Qing's sword was not as powerful as the ancient divine soldiers, let alone one against four. Four rays of light passed through the countless sparkling fragments, rotating rapidly around Zhou Qing's tall body, swords, axes, halberds, and knives, erupting with the last trace of evil qi. Zhou Qing wanted to resist hard at the beginning with his burly body and strong defense, but he was immediately beaten and scars appeared all over his body, and he was shocked to realize that these blades were far beyond his imagination, and even Fang Zhong's several Blood Refining Divine Weapons were not as sharp as it. Zhou Qing roared angrily, turned around and ran to the Lotus Holy Maiden to chase after him, he didn't want to entangle with Fang Zhong and the others, so he still hurriedly rescued the Lotus Holy Maiden, even if the eastern soil couldn't stay, he could return to the snowy region and become a person above ten thousand people under one person.

The knot is not a branch of the lone ball from the moon not far away

As soon as Zhou Qing flew up, a rotating whirlwind was already suspended above, and Zhou Qing rushed into it like a net. Of course, this whirlwind was sent by Fang Zhong, he had already understood its intentions, and wanted to lay such a whirlwind above now, and even the power of this whirlwind was not great, he just wanted to block Zhou Qing's way.

Zhou Qing's body was immediately unable to move forward as if it was stuck in a quagmire in the whirlwind, and even turned around in place.

Under the control of the four blood-colored figures, the four divine soldiers swarmed up, stabbing the head with swords, slashing the neck, slashing the chest with the axe, and slashing the abdomen with halberds, and the blood-colored figures and even the whole body burned with blood-colored light

This is the final blow of the four divine weapons that cannot be allowed in this mortal world, Zhou Qing's vital point was suddenly hit hard, not only let his blood spill into the sky, but even the black qi around his body poured out of his body, and at the sound of screams, Zhou Qing's body was twisted, and he was carried by the whirlwind to spin again.

After the four divine weapons finished this blow, the four blood-colored figures operating in the rear immediately turned into flying ashes with a pop, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of these four divine weapons, and some fragments peeled off from the surface of the blades.

The ghost light fell, and Bu Yisanren waved his sleeves and collected all these blades in front of him, only to disappear into the cuffs in a flash. Although this divine soldier can't stay for a long time, he can't leave the sword spirit behind like Zi Yingqingsuo and find a new body for him. Bu Yisan was originally a person with Tong Yan and crane hair, but after this series of battles, the white hair is still white hair, but the child face can no longer be called, his face is haggard, as if he has aged for decades all of a sudden, and wrinkles appear on his forehead and between his eyebrows.

Mrs. Yan Yin first chased to the vicinity of Zhou Qing, her sword flashed, and she rushed towards Zhou Qing with a sword, and the person was hazy halfway, it was the 'color is empty' in the Cihang Sword Codex, Zhou Qing had a deep desire, and he had no power to resist this move, his eyes froze, and he watched the figure of Mrs. Yan Yin fly closer and closer......

The figures passed by, but the long sword was no longer in his hand.

Master Yan Yin made a move, clasped his hands together, and recited in a low voice: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore!" ”

Zhou Qing's chest, where it was originally pierced by a spear, suddenly shot out a sword light, and then the sword light differentiated, Zhou Qing's front chest and back were pierced by sword lights, and at the same time, the sword momentum that bloomed like a lotus flower cut Zhou Qing's tall body into blood. The sword light spun for a while, and Zhou Qing's body was immediately shattered, and countless flesh and blood flew sideways in all directions.

Zhou Qing should have screamed in pain, but he laughed wildly with a hideous look on his face: "Good killing, without the physical drag, I will be even more unscrupulous." ”

In the midst of the surging black gas, Zhou Qing's upper and lower halves were divided into two sections and fell from the air, but a figure appeared again in the black gas, and it seemed to be Zhou Qing's ghost body.

Master Yan Yin sneered: "Lonely Hell is dead, what use can you have with this ghost body." ”

Zhou Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered that if there was no Buddha, there would be a hell on earth, and his ghost body might not be able to gain a foothold in the yang world at all, so he could only hide in the shadows. And looking at the sky overhead, countless dark clouds dissipated like wind and clouds, and the sun fell one by one, what did he have to rely on to compete with Yan Yin Shitai, Fang Zhong, and Bu Yisanren.

"Amitabha, let the people of Honsai surpass you." Not only did Yan Yinshi chant too low, but Jing Yi, Jing En and others who were chasing after him also raised their palms at the same time, chanting gently, and one after another Sanskrit sounds sounded, "Om, well, well, speaker, Mi 、......" With the chanting of the six-character Da Ming Mantra, Zhou Qing's Yin Soul body was like a heavy blow, and the black qi of the whole body began to dissipate in this mysterious chanting, of course, this is not all the work of the six-character Da Ming Mantra, but the sun has poured down, but Zhou Qing was trapped by the Da Ming Mantra and could not leave. These six Daming spells are a sharp weapon to deal with obscene ghosts, when Zhou Qing has a physical body, this spell has little effect, and when there is no time, it is very powerful. Under such a siege, Zhou Qing had to be destroyed.

"Stop!"

Enmity and hatred are cool and hateful from Yangke

Fang Zhong's figure flashed, and it had appeared on top of Zhou Qing's head, and at the same time, the golden light in his palm was released, falling downward, trapping Zhou Qing's body entirely. As soon as the golden light was retracted inward, Zhou Qing was no longer disembodied, and he was immediately compressed into a ball, turning into a ball of extremely rich black qi that clashed left and right in the shield formed by the golden light, but he couldn't get out of the trap at all.

After all, the sword of Zhou Qing is not as good as the ancient gods, let alone one enemy and four. Four rays of light passed through the countless sparkling fragments, rotating rapidly around Zhou Qing's tall body, swords, axes, halberds, and knives, erupting with the last trace of evil qi. Zhou Qing wanted to resist hard at the beginning with his burly body and strong defense, but he was immediately beaten and scars appeared all over his body, and he was shocked to realize that these blades were far beyond his imagination, and even Fang Zhong's several Blood Refining Divine Weapons were not as sharp as it. Zhou Qing roared angrily, turned around and ran to the Lotus Holy Maiden to chase after him, he didn't want to entangle with Fang Zhong and the others, so he still hurriedly rescued the Lotus Holy Maiden, even if the eastern soil couldn't stay, he could return to the snowy region and become a person above ten thousand people under one person.

A stone had already appeared above the golden light, Fang Zhong glanced at Zhou Qing in the black qi again, seeing his face distorted, with a vicious look, Fang Zhong sighed: "There is evil in good, there is good in evil, good and evil in the world are always one, Senior Brother Zhou, I hope that your goodness will one day prevail." The stone submerged into the golden light, and countless black qi was immediately inhaled into it.