The golden light of the Buddha is like the sun after a long night.

Rushing up from the remnants of Dongying, sprinkled with countless masculine powers, a group of monks, in the Shura hell of the sea of corpses and blood, chanted in unison, the golden Buddhist texts rolled, and turned into the golden light in the shattering.

A phantom of the Buddha who was like the birth of the Ming King, in solemnity, dispelled the haze and pressed down the Buddha's palm.

As the crimson enchantment of the ghost path guard, under the curse of the four stars, the onmyoji who were still struggling to hold on showed despair, and saw the Buddha's light collide with the crimson star sea.

It's like ice touching a flame.

In the hissing, white smoke with spiritual energy escaping rose, enough to resist swords and axes, enough to block the ghost array of thousands of troops, and it was crushed like that.

At first there was only a wisp of cracks.

But soon it turned into a spider web, and the onmyoji looked up, and beyond the golden light that the dazzling man couldn't open his eyes, there was a faint blue remnant soul howling.

One by one, they flew through the gloomy sky, entangled the red dust and chaotic souls, and bombarded themselves with the wild bombardment of various spells, and dragged the enemy back to the sky.

Dragged into the hands of the man who stood in the air, harnessing a thousand ghosts.

There is also a brilliant purple light that cuts across the sky.

Ziwei Dao Chang carried the bird on his back, moving around in the sky, and the mighty Dao Tai Ah in his hand seemed to turn into a continuous thunder gun, and every time the sword fell, a chaotic soul would be hit on the spot.

Hongchenjun is on the run.

He turned into a chaotic soul and fled in all directions, and wherever the aura went, it was a frontier for him to gallop.

Even if there is the obstruction of Tai'a Sword and Hundred Ghosts Night Walking, it can't stop all the chaotic souls, under the transfer of the immortal law, he can still escape and still make a comeback!

Just get one!

Just one!

Hongchen Jun's heart was full of humiliation, like an immortal being knocked into the dust and falling into the mud, thinking that when Dongling was defeated and captured, he was also humiliated in his heart.

But it doesn't matter.

He's got a chance, he's got ...

"Woo woo"

The long and eerie sound of the horn interrupted all the beautiful expectations of the Immortal Monarch about a comeback at this moment.

In front of him, a young general in red armor galloped on a war horse, and the spear in his hand was raised, like a big banner rising, and there were cyan yin soldiers, surging out from the earth and sky behind him.

The cyan spirit is like the rolling turbidity of a waterfall.

In less than ten breaths, all the space that left this battlefield will be sealed.

Hongchen Jun's anger, hope, disgust, humiliation, and all his emotions were completely extinguished at this moment, as if a basin of cold water was poured from the top of his head.

Extinguish all the flames.

The wild laughter of the Yin soldiers resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the red dust and chaotic soul looked back.

Here, Shen Qiu's figure could no longer be seen, but Xianjun seemed to be able to still see the smile on the face of the disobedient mortal.

That damned, sarcastic, win-winning smile.

In Xianjun's eyes, there seemed to be a little more dazed.

Obviously, everything is arranged without leakage, and everything is going according to plan, why, this thing has come to this point?

He looked at the non-village yin soldiers who were howling at him, and looked at the ghosts who had transformed into bodies in the gusts of yin wind, and he seemed to have found the answer to his question.

Era.

It's really changed.

Thousands of years later, this world is really so strange.

Belong to their time.

Perhaps, it has really come to an end.

"But that's not the end of it."

At the moment when it was drowned by the Yin soldiers like a tide, the Red Dust Chaos Soul whispered:

"I won't let you end so easily."

"Wait for mortals! Don't underestimate Benjun! ”

"Bang"

At the same time as this chaotic soul was dying, in the ruined city, there was a rolling explosion, and next to the Ten Thousand Souls Array, which was no longer protected, Zhang Lan's demon cat let out a sharp hiss, and retreated again and again.

Hacked to death the last onmyoji to escape, and looked back.

A storm of spiritual energy had risen from the Ten Thousand Souls Array, and in just an instant, it turned into an angry tornado that connected the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the earth of the remnant city covered with corpses and mountains of blood.

The spirit pattern stone that was used as the carrying array was also cut in the wind, rolled up from under the ground, and thrown out in the rising smoke and dust.

"He took the initiative to mess up the spirit array!"

Hua Qing's face turned pale in the surging wind.

In fact, there was no need for him to say more, everyone present felt that the spiritual energy tide that had originally spread out for more than 500 miles with the spirit array as the center was being quickly withdrawn.

It's like an invisible beast swallowing water here.

With that shocking reverberation, the aura used from all directions has turned into a substantial sea *** In every place in this heaven and earth, above the sky, the black clouds of Manyan Baili are also disappearing rapidly.

The sun is back on the earth.

But that's not a good thing.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Zhang Lan stood up to the chaotic wind, and the aura in the wind was so strong that he could inhale pure spiritual power with every breath he breathed, and even had a feeling that he couldn't hold it and wanted to explode.

He walked to Hua Qing's side with difficulty, Bai Ling'er opened his big mouth and swallowed the aura frantically, and his already huge body swelled rapidly, but it was also a drop in the bucket.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Lan shouted in the wind:

"I didn't say it was the same before!"

"I really didn't say it, because it shouldn't have been."

Hua Qing held the sword box, took a step back, and looked at the increasingly huge and turbulent aura tornado behind him, he said in a low tone:

"Seeing that the defeat was decided, the old ghost of Hongchen took the initiative to mess up the operation of the Ten Thousand Souls Array, he would rather destroy this formation than let me wait for the aura to disperse as I wished.

At this time, the aura was out of control and was being swallowed back into the formation.

But relying on this formation itself, it can't withstand the aura that has been quickly withdrawn in such a short period of time.

It will swell quickly.

Because of the restraint of the Ten Thousand Souls Array, the aura must not be dissipated, but it has a limit to what it can hold, just like a bucket of water, after it is filled, it has to be forcibly loaded, and there is only one end left. ”

"Bang"

Cyan made a blasting accent.

He bowed his head and said:

"With such a concentration of aura, once the limit is crossed, when it enters a chaotic state and bursts open, we will definitely end up with no bones left.

Not only us, but even Heavenly Rank masters such as Daoist Ziwei couldn't bear it. ”

"Then what's the solution?"

Zhang Lan was so anxious that she opened her ears and scratched her cheeks, and asked in a scorched voice:

"There must be a way, right?"

"Yes, of course."

Hua Qing will, but calmed down, he untied the sword box, sat on it, took out the picture scroll of Miss A Qing from his sleeve, put it in front of his eyes, and said while examining it carefully:

"Can you take everyone and move out of a hundred miles in an instant?"

"What crazy are you talking about?"

Zhang Lan's eyes widened, holding her head and saying:

"Young Master Ben is not an immortal, he definitely can't do it!"

"Huh"

Hua Qing glanced at him and said in a quiet tone:

"Then I'll die. Instead of shouting at me, let's use the last bit of time to miss life. ”

"Go!"

Just when Zhang Lan jumped to his feet in anger and wanted to beat Hua Qing, the sky was turned upside down, and above the sky where the wind and clouds were rolling, there was a roar.

It's like a flying star, twisted into the aura tornado gathered by the wind and thunder.

"Boom"

There was another earth-shattering loud noise, which shook the remnants of Dongying, which was already isolated in the surrounding ravines, and shook a few points.

Zhang Lan thought that the end was coming, so he was like a flower, closed his eyes and waited for death, he sighed, the figure of Xuanyu flashed in his heart, he knew that he couldn't go back this time, that day in Suzhou City, he should...

Before his illusion was over, he felt the tide of aura blowing wildly around him, and it seemed to weaken a little.

Hua Qing beside him also let out an exclamation.

Draw everyone back.

The angry thunder was real, the arc was surging, and the aura tornado connecting heaven and earth was shrinking rapidly, and the entanglement in circles became loose, and the stone corpses that were swept into the sky were smashed down from the sky.

The Ten Thousand Souls Array, which was already out of control, was actually calmed down little by little.

"Wow"

Shen Qiu fell from the sky in the strong wind, and was falling beside Hua Qing and Zhang Lan, his robe was blown a few points, and there were lifeless remnant souls behind him one by one, bringing back the captured red dust chaotic souls.

The dark blue ghost fire whistled in the wind, crashing back into Shen Qiu's body one after another, causing him to be unusually cold.

The sharp-eyed Zhang Lan saw at a glance that the sword jade hanging on Shen Qiu's wrist was gone.

He looked back.

In the center of the rapidly dissipating aura tornado, the sword-shaped jade was magically suspended ten feet in the air, and a smeared sand-like streamer appeared and rose on the surface of the sword jade.

Twinkle and twinkle.

It's like a light in the gloomy sandstorm.

"It's pumping aura?"

Zhang Lan saw that the danger was over, so he put his mind at ease, and in the increasingly weak wind, he shook his fan, looked at Shen Qiu, and said:

"Your jade can pump aura, why didn't you use it earlier? Do you have to sit on this finale and surprise Young Master Ben and everyone? ”

"Are you stupid?"

Shen Qiu glanced at the playboy and said:

"I also want to use it sooner, if I can drain the aura from the beginning, I don't have to arrange to do this, and then I will go and have a fight with that old ghost, in this Ten Thousand Souls Array, there is originally an array of eyes.

But now it's gone.

That's why it will get out of control and vacate the position, so that the sword jade can take its place, stabilize the formation, and store the aura. ”

Zhang Lan pursed his lips, he didn't understand these very well, he was speechless by Shen Qiu's words, but Hua Qing understood it very well, the Kunlun disciple put away Miss Aqing's picture scroll, and he said in a serious tone:

"You mean, we've been deceived?"

"Yes."

Shen Qiu moved his fingers and glanced at the sword jade that was suspended on the ground, containing the manic aura, and said:

"The amount of aura drawn back by the evil array out of control is wrong, it has been reduced by more than half, and the storm of aura chaos just now just now only looks dangerous, but in fact it is not as much as we see.

It's a trick.

The array eyes full of aura have fled here by the clone of the old ghost of Hongchen in the chaos just now. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a hoarse shout of a bird, and as Daoist Ziwei fell from the sky, it sounded here:

"Master, that old ghost, you've gone to the coast! The black-clothed swordsman with the ghost face chased after him, you go and help him! I saw it, there is something dangerous in the sea! ”

"Yijian, give me the knife!"

When Shen Qiu heard this, he turned around and shouted to the disgraced Li Yijian, who was rushing to his side, and the latter did not hesitate, and with a flick of his wrist, the greedy wolf knife fell into Shen Qiu's hands.

"The aura is recovered, the spiritual domain has been broken, and the right and wrong Zhaiyin soldiers can only stay here, so that their souls will not be scattered."

Shen Qiu held the greedy wolf, raised his head and whistled, and the crested eagle flew over, rose from the ground, and landed lightly on the crested eagle.

He shouted to the crowd below:

"Jianyu absorbs aura here, and the balance maintained is extremely fragile, you wait here to protect others, don't touch it at will."

"Whew"

In the sound of the eagle's chirp, Qingluan flapped his wings hard, carrying Shen Qiu, and swept in the direction of the mountain ghost's pursuit.

Dongyingkou is only less than ten miles away from the mouth of the Yellow River, which is not a long time for a master who is good at raising and longitudinal, and the red dust clone who rushes out with the eyes of the array while taking advantage of the chaos can also make the art of moving.

This distance is naturally fleeting.

This doppelganger who reached the end of the battle was a female onmyoji, on the tidal flat at the mouth of the Yellow River, with a distortion of light, she fell out of it in embarrassment.

In his arms, he held a delicately carved stone like a multi-faceted jade.

This thing is used as the eye of the Ten Thousand Souls, a treasure material dedicated to absorbing spiritual energy, and at this time it is already full of spiritual energy, and under the sunlight, it exudes a crystal warm light.

"Come!"

She hugged the rocks, rushed into the water, and shouted to the rough sea.

In the next moment, the tide on the sea surface flowed rapidly, and a whirlpool more than ten zhang wide appeared on the sea surface with the surging torrent, and a huge black shadow also rose rapidly in the whirlpool.

"Wow"

Tens of thousands of tons of sea water were pushed out by the monster, and the tide struck the beach, and the slender body covered with scales like a snake rose from the water little by little.

The large eyes of the copper bells covered with a film have a sharp and cold light.

The head of the inverted triangle was full of shield-shaped scales, painted with cyan streamers under the eyes, and the scarlet snake letter that kept swallowing, as wide as the spear of the Zhangba snake.

Just the part that emerges from the water is more than ten zhang high.

Behind its spine, there are bone spurs like fish fins, which are so colorful that it no longer looks like a pure snake, but more like some kind of spiritual creature.

Dong Lingjun once said that he raised dragon seeds in Penglai thousands of years ago.

And the dragon-like strange snake in front of him is one of the spirit beasts used to protect the mountain in Penglai Immortal Mountain, which is now hidden under the deep sea.

For thousands of years in that place, there has been a faint aura to maintain the operation of the mountain protection array, and this snake is naturally infiltrated by the aura all the year round, and it is no longer like a mortal beast, and it is more powerful than those strange snakes in Taihang Mountain.

It has the power to harness water.

The Dongying fleet can pass through the storm at sea, and it is also supported by it.

The strange snake floated, lowered its head, and stared at the red dust clone below with those cold eyes.

"Take it back!"

The woman threw the jade in her arms forward, and was bitten by the strange snake and swallowed into her abdomen.

At the same time, the pitch-black sword light surged, and the red dust clone was cut to pieces in the moment when the sword shadow was dense, and the flesh and blood burst up, scattering all over the ground, staining the surrounding sea with blood red.

The strange snake wanted to attack the black-clothed swordsman floating on the sea in front of him, but it had the sanity to know that the person in front of him was not easy to mess with, and it still had a task to bring a lot of aura back to Penglai Immortal Mountain.

The cold eyes looked at the mountain ghost for a few breaths, and the huge body like a dragon sank into the sea little by little.

It's leaving.

This mortal can't stop it.

"Dragon."

The five fingers of the mountain ghost clenched the hilt of the sword, and was watched by the strange snake in front of him, making him feel as if he had returned to the moment when he was a teenager, the first time he hunted in Taihang, and was targeted by a lone wolf.

"It's like a dragon, but it's just a beast."

The tide was rolling in front of him, and there was a fishy sea breeze, blowing the corners of the black robe that Yeluwan had sewn with his own hands, and under the ghostly face, he whispered:

"Little snake, where are you going?"

The next moment.

Shadow, out of the sheath.