"Boom!"

The Nine Shadows Bronze Bell continued to ring three times.

"Host, we can't continue!" A monk with a pale face ran in a cold sweat, and had the audacity to interrupt Da Ming and eighty-one eminent monks to continue chanting.

"Why?" Da Ming frowned and asked.

The monk hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "Lord, preside...... The underworld may be angry......"

"Don't panic, speak slowly!" The monk in the Ming grade is not much different, but the expression on his face and bearing are like a monk.

"Yes......" The monk nodded vigorously, "Presiding, monks, you, you can see with me!" ”

Hearing this, Da Ming slowly got up and followed the monk outside. The rest of the monks also got up and followed Da Ming.

Everyone came to the front of the Nine Shadows Bronze Bell, and Da Ming saw at a glance that there was an extra palm print on the bronze bell. It was just photographed.

"Mida Buddha, it is the underworld that has expressed dissatisfaction with our approach!" A senior monk said.

Da Ming only felt that there was a trace of strange power in the palm print on the bronze bell, but after a few more glances, he immediately felt that the sky was spinning, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Everyone was startled and immediately rescued. Da Ming was awakened by everyone and only felt that his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he was already injured, and he was no longer able to urge the Buddhist mantra within seven days.

Da Ming knew that this was a warning from the underworld to the people of Ciyun Temple, and remembered that today was Qin Xianglin's life and death catastrophe, and the underworld actually appeared directly to warn for this, which can be imagined that the matter is serious.

Da Ming remembered that after today, it was very likely that he would have to say goodbye to Qin Xianglin's life and death, separated by yin and yang, and couldn't help but feel sad and indignant in his heart, and two lines of hot tears gushed out.

"Mida Buddha, Qin Xianglin, the little monk can't do anything!" After Da Ming finished saying this, he was already in tears.

The monks present couldn't help but feel sad, everyone was chanting to save people, and now they had to give up, which is equivalent to watching a human life die in front of them, Buddhism is compassionate, how not to be sad?

The qi of yin and yang has already formed a circulating trend, competing with each other and restraining each other, Qin Xianglin can withdraw from it and form a confrontation with the support of the elixir on his true power.

However, just when Qin Xianglin was about to withdraw to get the pill, the process of chanting the Heart Sutra by Da Ming and other eighty-one monks was interrupted, and in an instant, the aura of death showed a crushing momentum and rushed up, suppressing Qin Linxiang again at once.

Just in an instant, Qin Linxiang formed a stiff body, like a corpse again, uncontrollable.

And the breath of death after the counterattack is even more powerful than before. That feeling was like in an instant, the whole person fell into the death ice cave, from the neck down, Qin Xianglin's whole person fell into coldness and stiffness.

The previous breath of death was still a big snake, and it was like a rope, but now it is like an ice cave.

Once you fall into the ice hole, the cold breath spreads endlessly, and there are no gaps.

Qin Xianglin could feel the cold aura of death spreading little by little, and at this moment, he had come to the place where the Adam's apple was.

And once the whole body was suppressed by the breath of death, Qin Xianglin's body completely became a corpse in the sense of yin and yang, and the three souls and seven spirits would leave the body in an instant.

In layman's terms, it is the death of a person.

Qin Linxiang knew very well what he might have to face next, it was time for him to live or die, and Qin Xianglin needed to give everything he had.

The turtle shell in the black wooden box suddenly ejected out and began to spin above Qin Xianglin's head.

It was the turtle shell that Qin Xianglin held in the palm of his hand for turtle breath Dafa training, which came from the Great Northwest and was given by an old man in the temple.

Could it be that this tortoise shell has any special use?

Qin Xianglin was speculating, and at the same time, this was Qin Xianglin's last chance.

With the rapid rotation of the tortoise shell, Qin Xianglin felt that a stream of hot air was coming from the surface, and it turned out to be true power, a steady stream of true power.

And this true power is in the same vein as Qin Xianglin, as if Qin Xianglin himself stored it in the tortoise shell.

"Could it be that I usually use this tortoise shell as an introduction to cultivate the true power of the inner strength and mental method that remains in the tortoise shell?" Qin Xianglin couldn't help but guess in his heart.

With the injection of tortoiseshell true power, Qin Xianglin's body regained his true power, and he felt that the strength was recovering little by little, as if a person who had been frozen was close to the flames, and then his body was roasted little by little.

Qin Linxiang quickly increased his true power, moved his fingers instantly, and reached out to get the sigil in the black box.

At this moment, Qin Linxiang's fingers were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he moved his fingers, and the distance used to get the yellow talisman in the black box was only more than ten centimeters, but at this moment, it was difficult to reach the sky.

Before Qin Xianglin could get the yellow talisman and throw it into the air, the tortoise shell that had been surrounding the top of Qin Xianglin's head immediately smashed on top of his head as if it had lost momentum.

At the same time, the breath of death crushed again.

The last bit of energy stored in the tortoiseshell has also been depleted.

This is when Qin Xianglin's oil runs out and the lamp is dry. But Qin Xianglin did not admit defeat.

As long as there is a yellow talisman in hand, the secret method of returning to the sect can be used.

So, Qin Xianglin quickly recited the mantra.

The yellow talisman that was held in his hand couldn't fly, and Qin Xianglin's already stiff fingers were still firmly holding the stack of yellow talismans.

This is Qin Xianglin's last chance, if he can't cast ten thousand laws to return to the sect, Qin Xianglin will be killed by the breath of death, and the three souls and seven spirits will leave the body, and he will become a cold corpse from now on.

Qin Xianglin was still chanting the mantra, but the yellow talisman was caught and couldn't move.

"Squeak squeak......" At this time, Fuji's voice came.

It squatted behind Qin Linxiang, jumping up and down in a hurry, but it didn't dare to approach Qin Xianglin.

Fuji also has its own life and death catastrophe, it is not human, and it is far from being so powerful, once it comes into contact with the breath of death, it will be taken away immediately.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Fuji yelled in a hurry, what was it talking about? Qin Xianglin didn't understand, but even if he did, it wouldn't help.

After all, Qin Xianglin couldn't move at this time.

"Squeak squeak...... "I couldn't wait any longer, it was about to rush through, and it decided to pull the Five Elements Yellow Fu out of Qin Xianglin's hand even if it was fighting to die.

However, there was a dark shadow in front of Fuji. It's Chenlong.

Chen Long suddenly landed on Qin Xianglin's palm, and seemed to feel the breath of death on it, becoming very painful, like a foot on an iron plate.

Chen Long let out a scream: "Whew", and then, he bit Qin Xianglin's palm viciously.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and at the same time, Qin Xianglin felt pain.

In the midst of the pain, Qin Xianglin became conscious, and thought of the four words of the blood qi Fang Gang of the Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect in his heart.

In extreme cases, you can use your own blood as energy to activate your true power.

Qin Xianglin quickly chanted the mantra, instantly loosened his palm, and the Five Elements Yellow Fu flew out, rotating around Qin Xianglin, forming an independent Five Elements aura.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin used his blood to cast a spell and turned the power of the five elements into a fire element for his own use.

Qin Xianglin's eight-character fate is the fire life of the five elements, and at this moment, in the face of the catastrophe of life and death, it is necessary to use the five elements to consolidate the fire element.

The five yellow symbols represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin and yang. Among the five elements of yin and yang, wood is the seal of Qin Xianglin, and fire is the element, but it is a pity that the fire bead has exploded and cannot be the origin of the five elements.

Water is the nemesis of fire, if the power of the five elements is the primordial fire, then it is impossible to restrain the water, and the breath of death comes from the Nine Hidden River, and its essence is still water.

Wood is the best choice because it is aquatic and can make fire. But without the support of the fire beads, it is equivalent to a pile of dry firewood, without a spark, and it is impossible to burn a flame.

It was only this brief hesitation, and the breath of death counterattacked again, and in just an instant, it shattered the Five Elements Fire Element Rune in the Yellow Talisman of the Body Protector......

With the destruction of the fire talisman, the new Five Elements aura was instantly shattered, and it became a waste of paper that floated like snowflakes in the air......

The breath of death came from the Nine Hidden Rivers of the Underworld, accumulating the resentment of tens of thousands of unjust souls in the Vain Death City, and its power was far beyond Qin Xianglin's expectations......