As soon as Qi Ji finished talking to Master Zhiyuan, he directly shook off the dozens of ghost fire skeletons, and pounced towards Yaksha, shouting loudly: "Lao Tzu will die with you." ”

The Yaksha sneered, counted all the Terran monks in the blood net into the entrance, and ate a few bites of 'Ka Ka Ka Ba' before slowly saying, "Come on, boy, let me see how capable you are." As he spoke, he took the ghostfire skeleton back and turned the bone staff into a body of white bone armor.

Qi Ji jumped forward, exerted all his strength, and rushed towards the Yaksha. Qi Ji did this, naturally not to die with this Yaksha, as long as he pushed the Yaksha into the formation and was surrounded by relics, it was already half the success.

It's just that the yaksha stood up like a hill. Even if Qi Ji was incarnated as a flame god and demon, it was only up to his waist. Moreover, Yaksha has a white bone armor all over his body, and he is no longer afraid of Qi Ji's geocentric Shiyan.

Qi Ji stood in front of Yaksha like a naughty toddler challenging the authority of adults.

Qi Ji exerted all his strength and rushed towards the Yaksha. And Yaksha just stretched out one hand, and directly blocked Qi Ji's coming, and then with a flick of one hand, he directly threw Qi Ji away.

After the Yaksha shook Qi Ji away, he laughed and said, "It's just a grasshopper shaking the tree." ”

The spirit rune next to him hurriedly retreated, and at the same time flattered loudly: "The demon master's magic skills are world-shattering, and the world is invincible." ”

Qi Ji also knew that he was not the opponent of the Yaksha, and if he fought hard, he might not push the Yaksha into the formation. As soon as Qi Ji thought about it, he had a crazy thought.

Qi Ji shouted again and rushed towards Yaksha like crazy.

Yaksha waved his hand lightly and said, "It's really enjoyable, come and relax the muscles and bones of the deity." ”

Qi Ji immediately rushed towards Yaksha, but this time Qi Ji hugged Yaksha's waist tightly. At the same time, he opened his mouth wide and spewed out a ball of fire towards Yaksha's chest.

This yaksha had also taken precautions and watched this flame attack. A Yin Wind Ghost Fire also grew in his chest, blocking this flame.

But Qi Ji had a plan, and a flame was not just the center of the earth. In this flame, in fact, there is also a crystal fire lotus fused with the red lotus karmic fire, the wrath of the fire god.

The Yin Wind Ghost Fire offset the Earth's Core Stone Yan outside, and the Crystal Fire Lotus, the Wrath of the Fire God was suddenly revealed. It exploded in the chest of the Yaksha, and directly flipped the Yaksha out.

Qi Ji took advantage of this opportunity and jumped away suddenly, dodging the explosion of the Vulcan's Fury.

There was a boom, and the huge flame flower bloomed.

The white bone armor on the Nashatra's chest exploded, and his chest was burned and scorched. Although Qi Ji dodged in advance, regardless of the huge shock wave, he was not happy, and was directly beaten back to his original form and turned into his body.

And at this moment, Yaksha was blown up and fell backwards again and again, and just fell into the formation.

Seeing this, Qi Ji dared to hesitate and immediately rushed into the air. With both hands, he immediately played the seal of the Ming King.

In an instant, the golden light of Qi Ji's hands skyrocketed, releasing a piece of precious light. The Five Venerables of Wrath, the incarnation of King Ming manifested instantly.

The relics on the ground rolled one by one, and at the same time, the relics were released and injected into the five Ming King incarnations. The five Ming King avatars instantly swelled and turned into five giants on a par with the Yakshas, and at the same time pounced on the Yakshas.

The Yaksha was so angry that he screamed and roared, "Little brute, you and those old immortals are assassinating me. I will tear you into pieces, so that you will never be able to live again. ”

However, as soon as the Yaksha said this, the five Ming King Dharma Bodies rushed up and fought with him. Peerless Tang Gate fo

At this time, the image of a kind old monk appeared in the array, and he said to the Nakshatra: "Qianye, we meet again. ”

The Yasha named Thousand Nights looked at the old monk and immediately said in astonishment, "Zhiyuan!

Zhi Yuan said silently: "You are not dead, how can I pass away with peace of mind." ”

Qianye said fiercely: "You old thing still has a back hand. ”

Zhi Yuan said: "The donor's demon roots are deep, and the poor monk has to guard against it." ”

At this time, Qi Ji walked up and said to Monk Zhiyuan, "Thank you Master for saving your life." ”

Zhi Yuan waved his hand and said, "I should thank the donor, if it weren't for the donor's help, this devil would have run away." ”

Qi Ji glanced at Qianye, who was still fighting with the Five Ming King Law Bodies, and asked worriedly, "Master, how sure are you that you can subdue this demon?"

Zhiyuan said: "Back then, the benevolence of the poor monk led to a legacy of disasters for thousands of years, and now it is endless, and this scourge can no longer be left in the world." ”

Qi Ji listened to Master Zhiyuan's meaning, and he was completely sure that he would kill this Yaksha. Qi Ji couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Master, since you have the ability to kill him, why do you still want to seal him." I killed him directly, so why bother now. ”

Master Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Heaven has the virtue of good life, and there is also a Yaksha clan among the eight heavenly dragons. I wanted to emulate the sages and turn anger into peace, but I didn't expect him to be stubborn and lead to today's situation. ”

When Qi Ji heard this, he completely understood. Although Master Zhiyuan said it well, to put it bluntly, it was just that he wanted to subdue this Yaksha and transform into the eight heavenly dragons of his Buddhist sect in order to enhance the strength of the Buddhist sect. It's just that I never thought that this yaksha was so powerful that it wasn't even crossed. In the end, he and the rest of the demons were sealed in this relics tower.

Qi Ji sighed secretly in his heart, "No wonder now that the Buddhism Gate has disappeared, there is no need to squeeze out the Daomen at all, and they have all pitted themselves." ”

Just as the two were talking, a figure quietly crawled over and pounced on Master Zhiyuan.

Qi Ji immediately exclaimed, "Master be careful!"

However, Qi Ji was half a step late after all, and the figure had already rushed up. It's just that when the man crashed into Master Zhiyuan, Master Zhiyuan didn't move, but the person threw himself into the air and fell directly to the ground, falling into a dog and eating.

Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the man, and it turned out to be a demonized spirit rune. Qi Ji suddenly turned into a giant palm and grabbed him.

Lingrune Zi yelled and shouted: "Old thing, you dare to hurt my master, I will fight with you!"

Seeing this, Qi Ji shook his head helplessly and directly stuffed him into the Xuantian Tower. Then, he looked at Master Zhiyuan and asked, "Master, just now?"

Master Zhiyuan clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Actually, I am only relying on the image of the manifestation of the relics in the relics in the Tallinn now, and the body has long been dead, and now it is just a will. ”

Qi Ji nodded slightly, but then he was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Master, those five Ming King Dharma Bodies are manifested by relying on relics. If the spiritual power of the relics is exhausted, will you not be ......?"

Speaking of which, Qi Ji couldn't go on. Master Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The poor monk's mistake in thinking has caused so many people to die, and I should have this retribution in my life." As long as you can completely destroy this demon and prevent him from poisoning future generations, what can you do even if your soul is scattered. ”

Hearing Master Zhiyuan's words, Qi Ji immediately rose up with admiration, and said to Master Zhiyuan: "Master is merciful, self-sacrificing others, and the younger generation admires." ”

Master Zhiyuan folded his hands and whispered, "Amitabha." ”