The bowl of Qixia Temple is not holy, it is a strange existence like the bronze sword of the Maoshan School. Different from the bronze sword, Li Xianhua looked at it with the eyes of heaven, there was no trace of soul on it, but there was a kind of heroic righteousness that embraced all rivers around the bowl, probably some kind of magic, after the blessing of the monks of the past dynasties, it even became spiritual.

Li Xianhua muttered Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, urged the qi in his body according to the method left to him by Mingkong, and pressed his palm on the bowl.

Brush! The Sanskrit text on the bowl lit up. A powerful suction force was generated in the bowl, forming a whirlwind in the surrounding air, and all the flames in the air were sucked in.

The raging flames churned violently in the bowl, and the Sanskrit yellow light on the surface of the bowl was magnificent, and not a single spark escaped from it, and it was wiped out little by little by the yellow light.

This is the ability of the bowl to absorb, to contain, to dissolve, to be as compassionate as the Buddha.

As the flames vanished, the forms of both sides reversed instantly.

"Zhang Mo!" Li Xianhua shouted.

Zhang Mo once again cut his palm, and the blood was squandered like money. Originally, because of the lack of two holy enchantment lights, two blue lights rose from the ground, firmly binding John and Simon, the two were surprised to find that their holiness was actually a little uncontrollable, especially John, as a self-reliant holy, he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and even the air around him seemed to become viscous.

In the Seven Star Formation, humans use blood as a sacrifice to seek holy help. But humans also use formations and blood to restrain holiness, in other words, humans control holiness.

No one knows what the rationale is, and this culture, which was once regarded as outdated and old-fashioned, has now become a bargaining chip for Li Xianhua and Zhang Mo to defeat the enemy.

Li Xianhua did not hesitate, and slashed his arm with his sword, and the blood dripped into the enchantment, quickly evaporated, turned into a red mist swirling in the air, and quickly disappeared into the blue light of the enchantment.

John, who was struggling, stiffened, moving as slowly as a snail crawling; Simon held on to his holiness in a panic, and his greatest reliance was ineffective, something he had never encountered before.

Sogaro laughed: "Hey! Does my blood work? Without waiting for Li Xianhua to answer, this mad marshal had already cut his chest.

Zhang Mo was in a hurry: "Don't let the blood go if you don't understand!" It was almost wasted! As he spoke, he quickly changed his handprint, and the mist from the evaporation of the large pool of blood was introduced into the enchantment.

Then there are Li Nali, Crowley, and Aaron and the team members who have destroyed all the demons and returned.

More and more blood melted into the enchantment as mist, and the blue enchantment gradually turned purple and then red.

Simon is horrified to find that his synchronization with holiness is getting lower and lower, and he eventually loses contact completely.

"It can't be!" The slightly feminine man screamed in panic.

"Woooooooooooo

John lay on the ground, his mouth covered in dirt, his mouth wide open but unable to speak. He was controlled by the barrier, and the power flowed out of his body, which in turn pressed down on him like a mountain.

With a wave of Zhang Mo's hand, a red light hit John, turning into a barrier that trapped him in the middle, and no matter how hard John struggled, he couldn't break it.

"This is the true power of the enchantment!" Zhang Mo looked excited, who said that the formation and enchantment were outdated? After nearly a hundred years, the wisdom inherited from ancient Chinese schools has been displayed in front of mankind with a higher profile.

John's strength grew weaker and weaker, and he finally stopped resisting.

"It's over." Li Xianhua and Zhang Mo breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers. The battles that take place inside the enchantment, they see the end from the beginning. Although I don't understand why the holy monks would attack their own people, this does not prevent them from supporting their own marshal!

Sogaro stood with his sword in his hand and laughed. Of course he has reason to laugh, the fate predicted by the crystal ball has been changed because of the arrival of Li Xianhua, he is not dead, is there anything more fulfilling than changing his fate? The wild man didn't care about the injuries on his body, and let the blood drip on the ground, of course, there were already medical personnel who stepped forward in time to bandage him.

As soon as Li Xianhua's mood was relieved, he felt that his body was extremely heavy, and it was difficult to even move his fingers. With a pop, Li Xianhua's legs weakened and he sat on the ground.

Li Nali ran to Li Xianhua and wanted to help him up, but a pair of hands took a step ahead of her and hugged Li Xianhua.

Aryadi hugged Li Xianhua in his arms: "I knew that you would definitely be able to protect me." ”

Li Xianhua smiled, this smile smashed into Li Nali's heart like a hammer, and the girl stopped.

Looking at Li Xianhua's doting eyes on Aryadi, Li Nali was inexplicably a little jealous, originally it was the warmth that belonged to her

"Arya Di! Is it really you?! ”

Crowley looked at the dazzling Aryadi in front of him and felt incredible. This is not the Aryadi he used to face day and night, this Aryadi is more confident, more serene, and more beautiful.

Crowley felt inexplicably sad, and although he didn't know what "minotaur" meant, that didn't prevent him from feeling that way. He only sucked demon blood, and suddenly wanted to tear Li Xianhua's throat, and his body involuntarily moved towards Li Xianhua

"If you dare to touch him, I will kill you." Arya Di stared at Crowley.

Ariadi's words were like a basin of ice water poured on Crowley's head.

"Ariadi, how are you" Crowley's anger turned into a great grievance, he didn't expect Ariadi to become the same as before.

"Crowley, you're just a child," Ariadi sighed inwardly, the fangs in Crowley's mouth were still eerie, but they didn't have the feeling that fascinated her in the past.

"Ariandi, have you forgotten me, our life in the castle?" Crowley was somewhat incoherent.

Ariadi stroked Li Xianhua's hair: "The Arian who was with you has been killed by you." And this man, who came here from a distant world, gave me life again. ”

There was a sudden silence in the enchantment, and everyone looked at Aryadi who was holding Li Xianhua in her arms.

"She's a demon?"

"Not at all!"

"Marshal Li Xianhua's taste cough."

While the people were amazed at this strange demon, John suddenly moved.