The first to attack was the Zen staff of the Yinguang monk, and under the wave of his tall golden body, it was like a huge magic wand, exuding strips of ruicai, and slammed down from the sky.

This blow was made by the Yinguang monk who urged the golden body mana to be cast, although the power was huge, but it definitely could not last, for a long time, the mana to maintain the golden body was insufficient, and without yīn Changsheng's action, the Yinguang monk himself would also collapse because of the collapse of the law body, and return to silence. He did not hesitate to harm himself, naturally he had the heart of death, and he must completely destroy Yīn Immortal in this battle.

Fang Zhong's eyes flashed with fierce light, and a trace of jealousy finally flashed on his arrogant face, he raised his hands and said sharply: "Old bald donkey, do you want to fight hard!" The surrounding black qi quickly turned into a pitch-black giant hand, heading towards the wand of the Demon Descent.

The two collided in the air, and there was no earth-shattering loud noise, but Fang Zhong's entire body sank down, and his feet fell into the ground with a pop.

The second golden body of the Yinguang monk was not angry and arrogant, and said loudly: "The poor monk is sacrificing himself to protect the Dharma!" His hands pressed down a few more times. There were countless bright lights shining on the scepter, and the faceless ghost bodies that were closer were all screaming and hiding in the shadows under this light.

Fang Zhong laughed angrily: "It's up to you? ”

Fang Zhong's whole body was full of black energy, and he shouted, the giant hand of the sky struggled to move up, and the golden body of the Yinguang monk suddenly flickered, and the magic slaying wand that changed out of his hand made a faint creaking sound. Fang Zhong said: "I already have a flesh and blood body, and I am not afraid of your Buddha light." Let's show you what the ghost road is**! His body twisted in the black qi, and the two faceless avatars closest to him first threw themselves in, and then divided left and right, and suddenly two figures appeared, the appearance of these two figures was completely different from Fang Zhong after Yīn Changsheng was possessed, it was Yīn Changsheng's original appearance, but one of them was full of hatred, and the other was resentful.

As soon as these two yīn immortals appeared, Fang Zhong opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of jīng blood, and those jīng blood were sucked into his body by the two in a blink of an eye, and the originally somewhat illusory yīn body was like a real person in the blink of an eye, and even the momentum on his body did not weaken by half a point.

Seeing that the old monk was about to take one to three, the Cold Knife Venerable next to him snorted coldly, the sword behind him flashed, and the blue sword light swept over, and the Cold Knife Venerable said: "Yīn Changsheng, don't forget me!" The two yīn immortals jumped into the air, dodged the sword light, and roared together to kill the Cold Sword Venerable.

yīn immortal said sharply: "There are tens of millions of incarnations here to listen to my orders, in this yīn yang realm, there are tens of millions of lives that can be used, there is no flesh and blood body and cannot be ghosted, and now, as many as you want!" Behind him, two more ghosts pounced forward, and then differentiated into the other two yīn immortals, and so on, four yīn bodies were differentiated one after another, all of which were like real people under a mouthful of jīng blood.

These four yīn immortals were divided into two groups, one group rushed towards Wanzi Chūn, and the other group went to kill the two masters of the Kunlun faction, and yīn Changsheng himself continued to fight against the old monk Yinguang.

Everyone was shocked to see that yīn immortality could really change into an infinite self as he said. In the countless battles that lasted for a long time, although Yīn Changsheng also had countless incarnations available, they were all summoned broken yīn soul and ghost bodies, and it was not difficult to break them, and now once they possessed the body, they actually had such magical powers.

In fact, if Fang Zhong is sober, he should know that this is just the appearance of the ghost transformation in the Xia Fu Tu, but the ghost transformation needs the body of Zhenru, although he has been cultivating for many years, he is only a ghost in this big ghost mound in the Yang Realm, no matter how much he cultivates, he is only a true incarnation, and after attaching it to Fang Zhong's body, there will be no more Zhenru body available, so he can only temporarily summon those unwise evil ghosts transformed by ghost qi, and use the method of jīng blood to condense it, so that it looks like the true incarnation, and it cannot last. In terms of real ability, it is far less powerful than the real true incarnation.

yīn immortal doesn't want to cultivate a few true bodies, but he is trapped here by those few people and can't get his hands on them, all those who break in are all killed, and even the soul can't be preserved, as long as there is a complete yīn soul to start, hundreds of years have passed, and you can completely use the unique conditions here to cultivate the true body. He didn't break Fang Zhong's mutton fat gourd, it was precisely because he took a fancy to Zhong Yan and his wife that they were already true and wanted to refine their own use, plus Fang Zhong's own soul, there were three yīn bodies at his disposal.

The ghost transformation phase is one level higher is the ghost introduction, and when the young master ordered it to be passed on to Fang Zhong to the ghost slaughter ghost Dao method, it was not that the ghost path method was not recorded, but when the ghost transformation phase reached a bottleneck, it would naturally be understood.

If there are no six true incarnations, how can you cast the six yù?

Since it's less than six, you have to make up your mind!

The appearance of the ghost is better than the appearance of the ghost, it is like a dove occupying the magpie's nest, taking away only a body, and the ghost attracting even the souls of others are also taken away!

If yīn Changsheng hadn't been suppressed here by a few people, he would have gathered all six yù incarnations a long time ago. The ghost dao method that is being cast now is also specious, anyway, no one understands the trick, so they say that they can summon endless self to come out, in fact, six fake true incarnations are already the limit of yīn's immortality, and if there is more, just the jīng blood spurted out is enough to make oneself languid.

Black gas fills the air

The Buddha chanted

The dragon roared

The sound of the piano breaks through the air

From time to time, loud noises sounded in the hall, stone pillars swayed, and dust fell down. The side hall seemed to be unable to withstand such a vicious battle, large stones and logs collapsed from the top floor, and Mo Lan, who was hiding in the corner, turned pale, and said to Tong Guang: "Brother Tong, this place is about to collapse, we can't intervene in such a vicious battle at all, it is better to go out and take shelter for a while." ”

Tong Guang also had this intention, and said: "I hope that Brother Fang's auspicious nature can be restored." The two of them walked out of the temple door against the wall. Mo Lan looked back and said in surprise: "Zhao Sheng is not small, he is still watching the battle inside. With the light of the ghost fire burning, Mo Lan saw Zhao Sheng hiding behind a pillar, his face covered with cold sweat, but he still held on to the bowl and watched the battle from time to time.

The golden body of the Yinguang monk dimmed a little, but he still waved the Zen staff to fight with Fang Zhong, at this moment, Fang Zhong had an extra bone whip in his hand, and every time he swung it, there was a ghost crying wolf howl, and countless ghost phantoms dissipated in the black qi emitted by the bone whip. This bone whip is the bone body left by the yīn dragon, yīn immortal has always been with him, and from time to time he has used human life to refrain from time to time, and it is already an extremely powerful blade. And in the rest of the places, the Han Dao Venerable couldn't help but retreat under the flanking attack of the two yīn immortals, and he was already defending more and attacking less, and he was too busy to take care of himself. Wanzi chūn's qin sound is quite mysterious, and it is comparable to the other two yīn immortals. On the contrary, the two predecessors of the Kunlun faction, under the complementarity of the two swords, steadily overwhelmed the false truth of yīn immortal, and the two giant swords flew back and forth, as soon as the divine dragon phantom appeared, yīn immortal hurriedly retreated, not daring to frustrate its blade.

Zhao Sheng stared at it for a long time, one of the yīn immortals who was fighting against Kunlun's predecessors retreated not far from him, Zhao Sheng's face flashed with determination, and he lifted the yellow scarf on the bowl in his hand suddenly, reached out and grabbed a handful of crumbs from it, and shouted: "Hurry like a law, take it!" "Throw it forward. Countless silver lights descended like scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, covering yīn immortality.