Not far from where Li Qing's soul was, a faint red light, under the cover of the rest of the red mist deliberately causing a riot, quietly approached. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the red light, the middle-aged man's divine thoughts were extremely vaguely observing the situation in the field.

In the field, the golden bowl that shrouded all the red mist was constantly shrinking and shrinking.

Wisps of red mist were sucked into the bodies of the town's residents, and after the soul sacrifice was refined, the red mist turned into golden light and spit it out again.

Outside the void, the old monk was engrossed in controlling the golden bowl and the souls of many townspeople, and it seemed that he didn't notice the middle-aged man's actions at all.

"Old bald donkey, as the saying goes, a wise man must make a mistake if he thinks a thousand times. This person is where you stumbled! ”

The middle-aged man smiled suspiciously in his heart, and the red light burst violently, and in a flash, he directly integrated into Li Qing's soul.

And at the moment when the red light entered Li Qing's soul body.

"Amitabha, donor, poor monk waiting for you to be a true spirit, but wait...... Long! In the void, the old monk's eyes suddenly stared at Li Qing.

A stream of golden light shot out from all directions, instantly appeared in front of Li Qing, and converged into a figure emitting golden light.

The golden figure glanced indifferently at Li Qing, who seemed to be frightened and stupid, raised his steps, stepped down, and his body instantly overlapped with Li Qing's soul body.

The golden light dimmed, and the figure dissipated.

The golden figure dissipated little by little, and completely integrated into Li Qing's soul body.

"Damn old bald donkey, this is what you calculated a long time ago?" In Li Qing's body, the middle-aged man's angry roar came out.

As soon as he hid in Li Qing's body, this old bald donkey also split out more true spirits into Li Qing's body, and such a quick discovery and response showed that this old bald donkey had already planned a long time ago!

"Amitabha, encircling the three queyi, leaving a void path of life, life is death, death is life, donor, you are in ......" The voice of the old monk sounded calmly in Li Qing's soul.

"Hehe, a good sentence is life is death, death is life." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed grimly, "You keep this variable, which makes me mistakenly think that it is a way to live, but it turns out to be a dead end that has been designed a long time ago."

But have you thought about it?

Since you also know that life is death, and death is life.

Now, the first half of the sentence has been fulfilled, so will the second half of the sentence also be fulfilled? ”

The middle-aged man's sneering voice was full of a hint of smugness.

"What?!" The old monk was shocked in his heart, and the abnormal tone of the middle-aged man made him feel a little bad.

didn't have time to think about it, a layer of golden light flashed from Li Qing's body, and he wanted to leave through his body.

However, at the moment when this layer of golden light had just appeared, there was a click, and it instantly collapsed and dissipated.

"How daring!" In the void, the old monk who was sitting cross-legged and was manipulating the golden bowl and the souls of the residents, his body trembled, and a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hahahaha!" In the red mist shrouded in the golden bowl, a face belonging to a middle-aged man loomed and laughed wildly.

"Old bald donkey, being smart was mistaken by being smart, and you finally fell into the trap!"

"Now you should feel the grievance and discomfort of being calculated by others, right? Hahaha, it's really happy, it turns out that if you succeed in harming and calculating others, you will be so happy in your heart! No wonder you old bald donkey are always so calculating! Hahahaha......"

"Amitabha, donor, you're proud, it's too early, right?" In the void, the old monk wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then placed it on Li Qing's body.

"This little benefactor, you're not a local, are you?"

The whole town, because of the old monk's layout calculations, all the aboriginal residents were made to complain, and they were full of grievances, and even the sky above the entire town was full of resentment.

And when Li Qing came to this storyline, the town was already empty, so naturally he was not entangled by the resentment of the eight bitterness.

Later, when he was in the soul of the Buddha's art, Li Qing was not affected by the Buddha's crossing technique because of his strong belief and state of mind, and he suffered from eight diseases.

It was precisely because of his soul body itself, without the slightest entanglement of the eight diseases, that the old monk concluded that Li Qing was not a resident of the town.

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Qing's eyes, this old monk's mind is really powerful, and some things can be seen through just by gently scrutinizing.

Fortunately, at the beginning, Li Qing saw from the old monk's every step of his plan that the old monk was quite calculating, so he decisively and secretly chose to join forces with the middle-aged man, and set up this game.

Surround three que, leave a way out.

Among them, the way of life can become the way of death.

But a dead end can also be a way of life!

The old monk used Li Qing as a guide, wanting the middle-aged man to give up his heart of resistance and throw himself into the net.

As everyone knows, Li Qing also took himself as a guide, and joined forces with the middle-aged man, so that the middle-aged man used a wisp of true spirit to lure the old monk who thought he had succeeded in his treacherous plan and fell into the trap.

"Old bald donkey, I really didn't expect that you really laid such a trap." The middle-aged man's sneering voice sounded, "When this human kid talked to me secretly, I didn't believe it.

However, after feeling suspicious, I agreed to give it a try.

So, I only used a wisp of true spirit, deliberately exuding one-third of the strength of the true spirit, and integrated it into the human boy's body.

Originally, I thought that even if I failed, I would only lose a wisp of true spirit, and my own strength would not decrease much.

But I didn't expect that it was really a killer move you arranged for me.

As soon as you see my true spirit fused into the soul of a human boy, you can't wait to condense fifty percent of your true spirit, wanting to devour my true spirit and extinguish my last hope!

Then, I used the method of soul sacrifice to refine my remaining demon thoughts and true spirits little by little. And at that time, after my strength was damaged, it was easier for you to deal with it.

But now, I only lost a wisp of Demon Nian True Spirit, and my strength has no effect, while you, half of the Buddha Nian True Spirit is trapped, and my strength has decreased significantly.

So, why are you fighting with me now?! Hahahaha......"

The middle-aged man laughed maniacally.

With his laughter, the red mist, which had been squeezed together, tumbled violently and boiled, like a wave, and waves of impact on the shrinking golden bowl wall.

Click, click!

A dense sound came, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the wall of light of the golden bowl.

The next moment, bang!

The entire golden bowl was shattered in an instant!