The soles of the colorful tiger demon were pierced by the soul chasing top, and the majestic demonic energy in the body also flew out, and then Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the ankle, unable to break free, and was blown up by the flying Baiyun Zen Master, a series of golden light Buddha palm prints, bombarded to death, and even the divine soul was completely wiped out, leaving only a puddle of flesh and blood on the ground.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, the reincarnation of good and evil, there will be retribution after all!" Zen Master Baiyun restrained the angry eyes of King Kong, returned to his kind eyes, and after pronouncing the Buddha's name, he slowly landed on the ground.

He used his Zen staff to knock the ground open and crack it, and along the gap, he finally pulled Ye Zhiqiu up from the ground, and when he breathed, Ye Zhiqiu did not die, but only fainted because of serious injuries and excessive mana consumption.

"Lord Ye Meng, I'm here to heal you!"

Zen Master Baiyun took a deep breath, pointed his fingers, and used the immobilization technique to make Ye Zhiqiu sit on the ground, while he reached out his palms and slapped him behind him, crossing into the gentle Buddhist family to heal the other party's injuries.

While healing Ye Zhiqiu's injuries, there was a ringing sound in Zen Master Baiyun's ears, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but look his gaze not far away.

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See, in the area not far away.

There were three figures fighting fiercely with each other.

"Nine days of dragon roaring, Edgeworth flying!"

The soles of Yan Chixia's feet were floated by a wide flying sword, and she walked in the air, like a long streamer in the air.

The magic sword in his hand carried a sharp aura, and with a slight shake, it made a buzzing sound that tore through the air, and the cold white light suddenly appeared, and it directly pointed at the golden-winged Dapeng, and the momentum was amazing!

"Bell!"

The wings of the golden-winged Dapeng were retracted and blocked, and the extremely tough wings were like an indestructible piece of meteoric iron, and Yan Chixia handed it over, but it only left a shallow dent on it.

"Hmph, stinky old way, suffer death!"

And at this time, the sharp claws of the golden-winged Dapeng hidden under the huge golden wings showed a fierce light, and with a sharp hook, it rolled up a fierce qi, pressed the vacuum, and grabbed it in front of Yan Chixia.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Chixia hurriedly pulled back the magic sword and blocked it in front of her. But even so, Yan Chixia still staggered and flew upside down because of the huge impact force he suffered, and it was only after the flying sword under his feet that he swirled and unloaded the impact force, and finally stabilized his body.

"Evil beast, Hugh is rampant, and let the chief of this path come to meet you...... The magic weapon is powerful, go! ”

At this time, the head of the Guichen Dao on the side couldn't sit still, his bag was wide open, and the colorful light was great, and between the swings of his wrists, several precious magic weapons had already been shot out by him.

Detonating charms, flying needles, soul chasing nails, demon pestles, all kinds of magic weapons are full of light, mana and strength are intertwined, bursting out with a powerful force.

Over the years, the Taoist Guichen has also made a lot of money through exorcism practices, and most of the money is exchanged for magic weapons from other Buddhist monks and Taoist friends, so that one day when he encounters demons that are stronger than himself, he can come in handy.

The golden-winged Dapeng in front of him has a good strength, and he also has the Yin Demon Qi of the Netherworld as a blessing, so at this time, he also decisively sacrificed his magic weapon.

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Numerous magic weapons gathered together and erupted with great power, forming a vortex of mana, as if tearing apart the entire void, and in the colorful light, they greeted the golden-winged Dapeng.

At this time, the golden-winged roc let out a piercing scream, and dark lines suddenly appeared on the eagle's body, and at the same time, the yin and evil qi around it gathered quickly like a hundred birds returning to its old nest.

The golden wings flapped violently, and the demonic evil aura diffused from under the ribs of the Great Peng, condensing two black tornado storms, connecting the heavens and the earth, and the qi was rolling, flying sand and stones, and the sky was full of dust!

These two black tornadoes swept wildly, roaring, moving rapidly, which contained the yin and evil energy, the ghosts and Buddhas along the way, were strangled into pieces, and even the blood was completely strangled, it was simply a Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, and God blocking and killing God!

"Boom!"

Many magic weapons and Gang Qi tornadoes bombarded together, the power of the Dao Law and the demonic qi were like needles against wheat mangs, without a little fine interweaving, they would burst out with huge power, and the two forces were centered on the collision place, forming a huge wave, rolling and stirring around,

After the gray-yellow smoke and dust dissipated, the Gang Qi Tornado finally stopped, but echoing this, those magic weapons were also turned into fragments, falling from the sky to the ground, the light was dim, obviously had lost the spirituality in it, and even if it was repaired, its power had plummeted!

"Damn it, you actually ruined my magic weapon." Seeing this scene, Guichen Dao Chang's face twitched, and his eyes showed a look of pain.

You must know that these magic weapons were obtained from some Taoist friends by doing hundreds of rituals to exorcise ghosts, using the gold and silver he earned, and he didn't know how much effort and effort he had spent, but in a short moment, they were turned into rubble and waste, and he naturally complained bitterly.

"However, if I can successfully eradicate the demons in the city of vain death, and obtain the treasure in the treasury, as well as the elixir of immortality, then I can make up for this loss...... I also need an elixir of immortality. When he thought of this, Guichen Dao Chief's expression eased slightly, and his heart was finally a little balanced.

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"What a weird wind demon technique, it can actually shatter the magic weapon of the Returning Dust Daoist, then let my swordsmanship teach your wind demon tree and see who is better!"

Yan Chixia's shoulders swayed from side to side, controlling the flying sword under her feet, her body was agile and swift in the air, and she dodged the attacks of the qi that overflowed from the big explosion one after another.

At the same time, Yan Chixia pinched her sword fingers, and more than a dozen flying swords suddenly flew out of the sword box behind her.

The cold light that flashed on the sword body was like a dazzling light, shining on the heavens and the earth! These flying swords seemed to be alive, constantly flashing around Yan Chixia's body, swirling and wandering.

"Imperial Sword Technique—Sword Return to Infinity!"

Yan Chixia's sword finger took advantage of the situation, and in an instant, those flying swords that flew up and down around it were like floods that opened the gates, found their target, swirled above Yan Chixia's head, turned the direction, turned into a sword light in the sky, and flew towards the golden-winged Dapeng in unison!

"Wind Demon Blade!"

The golden-winged Dapeng let out a roar, flapped the golden wings again, the demon wind raged, and several cyan wind blades appeared out of thin air, like cyan arrows, cutting through the sky, and slashing in a burst of wind-breaking sound.

"Bell, bell!"

The sword light in the sky and the cyan wind blade bombarded together, overflowing with energy, sonorous and staggered, the air waves swept away, and the green smoke was filled, making a fine detonation sound like rain hitting plantains.

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After a while, a lot of scars appeared on the body of a demon, and blood gushed out.

Yan Chixia uses swordsmanship, and Golden-winged Dapeng is a wind-based demonic technique, it can be said that the two have one thing in common, that is, in the moves, they both contain a sharp and sharp energy, and at this time, that is to compete who is more aggressive and faster!

Yan Chixia's swordsmanship has been cultivated for decades, coupled with her outstanding talent, she is naturally very profound, and her fierceness is even stronger than that of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

However, although Yan Chixia's flying sword is powerful, this flying sword needs the nourishment of aura before it can truly show its power.

With the passage of time, although the flying sword controlled by Yan Chixia was quite strong, it could not quickly eliminate the Golden-Winged Dapeng, but the aura on the sword body was being consumed at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the original condensed sword body also became dim, so its power also decreased greatly.

On the contrary, it is the golden-winged Dapeng on the opposite side, its wind blade is driven by demonic arts, even if it is consumed by demonic arts, it can also be supplemented by the endless yin and evil qi of the surrounding netherworld to make up for its own loss, so the demon wind blade it releases is not reduced, and it is even more powerful and denser than before.

Under this situation, even a master of swordsmanship and Taoism like Yan Chixia was a little overwhelmed, her face was pale, beads of sweat were rolling down, and the hand that controlled the flying sword was even trembling slightly, just like that, Yan Chixia was gradually at a disadvantage in the struggle.

"Haha, stinky Taoist, don't forget that this is in the Netherworld, and the surrounding yin and resentment can become the best blessing of my demon arts, so in the end, your swordsmanship is not comparable to my demon wind blade after all, go die!"

The golden-winged roc showed a gloomy color in his eyes, urging the demonic power, constantly turning into a cyan wind blade and sneering, piercing the flying sword, with great power.

With these flying swords that lost their spiritual power, Yan Chixia could only choose to take back the sword box, and he had to manipulate the few flying swords, struggling around.

"Bold and wicked, eat my iron fist!"

At this moment, the Returning Dust Dao Leader suddenly descended from the sky, sat on the eagle body of the Golden-winged Dapeng, waved his fists, and hammered the Golden-winged Dapeng on the back, making a dull beating sound of drums.

The back of the golden-winged Dapeng can be said to be its weak point, and it was suddenly attacked by the head of the dust-returning road, the golden-winged Dapeng screamed in pain, it looked annoyed, and flapped its wings desperately, flying up and down rapidly, twisting its body, the head of the dust-returning road could not react, and in the violent shaking, the body staggered, and in the exclamation, it fell from the back of the Dapeng demon.

"The stinky Taoist priest hasn't settled the account with you in the battle of the Imperial Tomb last time, this time you dare to sneak attack the deity, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"

A sinister and ferocious look flashed in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Dapeng, and after circling the sky for a while, he locked on the direction and swooped down rapidly towards the repercussions of the Returning Dust Dao Chief's fall.

Seeing this situation, the head of the Returning Dust Dao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, pinched the trick in his hand, and the quicksand hanging on his waist whisked the dust, turned into a steel whip, and swept straight towards the golden-winged roc.

The golden-winged Dapeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of strange demonic energy, which suddenly blew and turned into a powerful wind, directly deviating the swept dust from its original trajectory, thus easily avoiding the dust.

At the same time, in the process of diving, the golden-winged Dapeng flapped its wings again, the demon wind swept away, and a cyan wind blade rushed out from its ribs, turning into a streamer, rushing and chopping, pouring down, and the dust path that had just landed could not be avoided, and his right arm also fell off in response, and blood splattered out.

"Demon, the last time I carelessly let you slip away, I won't make the same mistake this time!"

Guichen Dao Chang clenched his teeth, forcibly endured the pain of his broken arm, he pinched the trick with one hand, silently recited the incantation, only to see the quicksand and dust that had just passed by the golden-winged Dapeng, and under the manipulation of the Guichen Dao Chief's spell, it was refracted back like lightning, and the golden-winged Dapeng was caught off guard!

The silver filaments on the dust pierced the sky, rose against the storm, swept away, and emitted a silver light, and the silver filaments were like spiritual snakes, clinging to the body of the golden-winged roc in the air.

"Do you think you can bind me with this whisk, don't you...... How is this possible?! ”

The Golden-Winged Dapeng desperately wanted to fight, and the wind blade released cut off a lot of silver wires, but every time he cut off the silver wires, the same silver wires opened out, and quickly rolled up, and like an octopus, they continued to entangle the body of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

"Yan Daxia, it's up to you now." The Guichen Dao Master pinched the spell with one hand and shouted loudly to Yan Chixia in the air at the same time.

Yan Chixia nodded, of course he knew that this was the Guichen Dao Leader who was creating an opportunity for himself, of course he would not miss such an opportunity, with a soft snort, Yan Chixia pinched his sword finger again.

Cangchang.

Those flying swords that flew back to the sword box and were repaired by the cultivation of spiritual energy flew out again at this time, turning into more than a dozen hideous and cold sword lights, as if they were alive, rotating around Yan Chixia's body, emitting a bright light.

"The sword is infinite!"

Yan Chixia pinched up the sword finger and led it in the direction of the golden-winged Dapeng, only to see that the more than ten flying swords that were swirling in the air suddenly gathered in one place, condensed, and turned into a three-zhang long sword light, like a dragon out of the sea, slashing down angrily towards the golden-winged Dapeng.

The sword shines brightly, and it is brilliant in an instant!

In the end, in the terrible wail, the severed neck of the golden-winged Dapeng fell off, blood gushed like a spring, and the demonic power collapsed.

Its wings flapped weakly a few times, and after circling low in the air, it fell violently, turned into a billowing demonic aura, and suddenly dissipated into the Netherworld.

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