Yimeng's face was like a clear sky, and suddenly the clouds were thick, and the smile disappeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info raised his eyes, gritted his teeth, and glared at everyone angrily, "Enough, let them go"

The people who came to make trouble were stunned by the momentum of Yimeng. Some people clearly didn't want to make a fuss, and at this time, several men in the crowd exchanged a few glances.

Suddenly, a man's face in the crowd became terrifying, and he screamed bitterly, and suddenly bled to death through seven holes.

"This must be the witch's witchcraft, the monster has killed someone."

"The monster has killed someone, it's terrible"

Everyone shrunk in fright, and kept backing away, their faces turned white, and their lips trembled and roared.

"Not me. Master, I didn't do anything," Yimeng explained to Benian for some reason.

"It's not you, big guy, if we don't kill this demon girl anyway, this demon girl will definitely kill us too."

"Yes, yes, let's rush up together and kill this witch"

The men in the crowd were in a hurry.

"Amitabha, please donors calm down.... This "

Before the words fell, a smiling and fox-like man came in with a Qiankun bag in his hand and said with a smile, "Master, master, your trap is too powerful." We caught all the escaped monsters in this building outside Chang'an City."

Yimeng felt the resentment in the Qiankun bag circling and roaring.

"Roar! ——”

The Qiankun bag in the man's hand suddenly burst open, and suddenly the black qi roared out and resounded all around, and thousands of demon clans screamed with their eyes wide open.

It's just a blink of an eye. All the people in this building fell to the ground and bled from seven holes. The body was shriveled and fell to the ground. Before they died, their posture was distorted, which is enough to prove how frightened they are in their hearts.

"Amitabha," Benian said, waving his cane.

"Master......" Yimeng screamed sadly, and the hands she used for her cane were instantly bloody, and they were all red.

"You ......"

"They were the ones who hurt us first. Although we are demons, it is these people who hurt us first" Yimeng tears rippled with grief, and a faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were clear.

"Remembering Dreams...... Avenge us~"

"Remembering Dreams...... Kill this monk."

"Kill him. Kill him"

Memories were haunted by the voice of the resentful spirit, and his face gradually became terrifying.

Suddenly, an abnormal aura rushed into his body, and his body glowed with blood, floating in the air, like a living thing. Don't look nervous.

"Hahaha" Yimeng suddenly looked up and laughed.

The energy that hurriedly transported the gas energy was unleashed, and it jumped into the air with a whoosh.

Don't think about jumping in a panic and easily went to the top of the building, but the dream has long since disappeared.

"Little monk, how did you do it?" Song Xuning, who suddenly rushed back, glanced at the miserable situation in the building and said unhappily.

"You... Immortals...... What are you doing here? Benian asked worriedly.

"Nonsense, can I not come." Saying that, Song Yuning prepared to fly with the sword. Unexpectedly, I tried a few times and fell down.

"What do you see? Song Yuning said angrily when he saw that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Hurry up. Where else are you stunned," Song Taning said.

"Immortal, I'm still ......"

"Why are you talking so much? She went in the direction of Gusu," Song Yuning frowned lightly.

The two of them passed through a tragic scene.

"Amitabha." Don't read the word.

Suddenly, when passing over the sky outside the city of Gusu. A piercing flute was heard.

A faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of Song Xining's mouth, and his chest seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Suddenly falling from above, he fell heavily to the ground, gasping for air.

"Little monk, you can also entrust me to do it," the voice just fell. Song Taning choked on the ground with a mouthful of blood.

"Amitabha. The immortals fell too fast. The poor monk lacks mana. ”

Song Xianning waved his hand to signal Beinian to stop. Meditate immediately, concentrate on recovering your true qi, and after a while, your face will return to normal.

"It's really self-inflicted." Song Yuning's thin lips slid over and sneered.

"This artifact is an immortal?"

"Yes."

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the magic weapons of the immortals would be evil."

"What is evil? The magic weapons of this immortal are all immortal. Someone must have injected the magic weapon with demonic power," Song Yuning said angrily.

"Huh!" "Huh!"

Suddenly, hundreds of huge tree roots stretched out from the middle of Gusu City, as if they were alive. At this time, the demonized dream was standing in the middle, and there was a bewitching woman in a gorgeous costume beside her. Looking closely, the lower half of the woman's body is a huge black snake tail.

Song Xining's expression suddenly scolded, "This damn snake spirit,"

"Huh!"

The roots of the tree rolled up several mortals. The faces of those men were pale, and their bodies trembled like chaff. The mouth kept pleading.

"Haha," the snake demon smiled wildly.

Song Taning saw that the snake demon's cultivation was not low, so he said, "Little monk, the snake demon is mine." She, your"

Don't mumble to yourself: She, mine?

Saying that, he took off into the air and attacked the snake spirit directly, but the snake spirit was not in a hurry. glanced at Song Xuning, and saw that the other party was murderous. It's also flawless. Fiercely turned into several cold rays and approached Song Shanning.

Song Yuning easily dodged. The snake spirit was a little surprised. Hurriedly turned into rolling dark clouds and lightning struck towards Song Shanning.

"A mere snake demon, dare to summon the wind and rain? Today, this immortal will let you see what it means to summon the wind and rain," Song Yuning sneered, and his hand turned into a black folding fan with purple light.

"Tweezer Soul Fan," the snake spirit exclaimed. The whole body froze and held his breath in fright.

Song Yuning shook off the fan and made a fan with countless glass fragments and spirit stones. This fan is even more powerful without being colorful, and it is gently shaken. The sky was thundering and thundering, dark clouds were thick, and a loud sound like thunder resounded all around.

Countless devastating arcs of thunder shot out from the dense dark clouds, all hitting the snake demon. The snake demon's face became terrifying, and he suddenly fell to the ground from mid-air with more than bleeding.

Turned into a small snake and slipped away. Song Shanning scolded.

The dreams that had long been enchanted swept up more innocent mortals and threw them into the air. Song Yuning, who had just solved the snake spirit, jumped up again.

Memories of dreams played the flute. The sound of the flute pierced through the heart. Song Taning fell to the ground abruptly. I regret that I shouldn't have given this jade flute to Yimeng in the first place. The magic weapons held by the immortals are all blood to recognize the master.

If you hold a dharma weapon and have evil in your heart! The owner is bound to be implicated. Song Taning secretly thought: Why does she hate Ni?

Don't read it and saw that Song Taning seemed to be seriously injured. The eyes are dark, and the facial contours are taut. Compare your eyes. With a thought in his mouth, he immediately used the Golden Buddha to press the top. Blinding golden light from all directions. Strike.

"Nam-no, Drink Rak-na, Dora-yeya, Nam-no, A-yaya, Brah-rukti, Shśr-Bo-raya, Bodhisattva-Bharvaya, Mahasattva-Bharaya, Maha, Karuniya, Om, Sārārāyā, Shārāna-......"

There was a huge sound of Zen chanting, and the sound was ethereal, as if it were nothing, as if it came from the human soul. Exudes an indestructible aura.

I saw that the Buddha power was pervasive, and a statue of hundreds of zhang high "Buddha Rulai" exuded a dazzling Buddha light.

"Little monk, why did you recite the Great Compassion Mantra again." Song Yuning smiled bitterly.

Every time the Golden Buddha flew out a few phantoms, the demonic power of the dream was shattered, and the roots of those trees were also turned to ashes. Yimeng spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

At this time, Be Nian had stopped chanting, and the Golden Buddha slowly dissipated.

"Love is gone. Love takes root. Guru. You cross all sentient beings, this time you cross me, okay? ”

As soon as the voice of Yimeng's voice fell, his body was like an arrow off the string, jumping out of the ground and bringing it up? The dust is splashing, don't read the sad expression and whisper: Remembering dreams.

Don't read the faint voice, but can't hide the affection revealed by the sadness.

Don't throw down the golden cane. Free your hands and open your arms. Whether it is injury or death, love or love, at this moment, don't think about him: there should be at least one time in this life, for the sake of her, to abandon those moral concepts that bind him, not to seek results, only to have them.

"When I was a Bodhi seed, I met you. I worked hard to cultivate. Just to see you. I've been by your side, and I don't care about anything else, but I forgot. After all, you can't tolerate me by your side. ”

Don't read it, she will hold her hand tightly, and say in a trembling voice: "From knowing each other, remembering dreams." Be with me forever"

"Don't read it, you loved me?" Yimeng asked angrily.

"I've always loved you." Be Nian's body was gushing with blood, and Yimeng's eyes were gloomy and pale. Apparently there was only one breath left.

"Thank you for loving me, don't miss meeting you. Promise me to live well and wait for me to love you again in the next life. Tears poured out of my eyes like a flood that had burst the embankment

As soon as the words fell, Yimeng suddenly disappeared into Don't Nian's arms. He seemed to grab her and leave her behind. Tell her. How much I love her. He didn't want to practice. He didn't want to become a Buddha. I just want to indulge in the wind and rain, the clouds and fog.

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