"The black-hearted old man?" The face of the Wild Dog Daoist changed suddenly, the black-hearted old man was the leader of the Demon Sect who founded the Blood Refining Hall to unify the Demon Sect eight hundred years ago, and his status in the eyes of the Wild Dog Daoist was extremely respected. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just when the wild dog was strange, I saw that the black shadow flew back from the sky again, and the shadow of the person in the black night sky inexplicably made the wild dog have a trace of fear and a trace of expectation.

The black film was in front of the Wild Dog Daoist in an instant, and then the terrifying voice sounded: "Do you know the whereabouts of the Blood Devouring Bead?" ”

The Wild Dog Daoist only felt that his legs were shaking, this person was obviously a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but his voice had completely changed, and his eyes were also red. The wild dog Taoist tried hard to think about something related to the blood devouring beads, he just remembered that the blood devouring beads were on Puzhi in Tianyin Temple, but after the death of the Puzhi monk, he didn't know where it was. But if you don't provide a clue, I'm afraid that the person in front of you will kill yourself.

"Probably at Tianyin Temple." The Wild Dog Daoist said tremblingly, he didn't know that the Blood Devouring Bead had been refined into a burning stick by Zhang Xiaofan's blood with the Dementor Stick. There are not many people in this world who know that the blood devouring bead is on Zhang Xiaofan's body, the first of the Qingyun Gate, the monks of Tianyin Temple, and the ghost of the Ghost King Sect, but the wild dog does not know.

Seeing the Qingyun disciple leave, the Wild Dog Daoist finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly sat down on the ground, wiping the sweat from his head.

At this time, although he inadvertently learned the "blood devouring skill" of the black-hearted old man, what kind of person is the black-hearted old man, he actually mixed a trace of his soul in the blood mist. The blood mist was absorbed, and a trace of the soul of the black-hearted old man naturally entered the convenient body, after all, the black-hearted old man was an old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years, and a trace of the remnant soul was also extremely domineering, coupled with the evil left by the convenient heart of the Immortal Sword, the body was actually controlled by the remnant soul of the black-hearted old man, but his soul was oppressed. If it's convenient to wake up, you can't help but shout that it's really a dog, and you can also be ghosted when you cross.......

Xumei Mountain, Tianyin Temple, the magnificent and simple temple temple stands in the deep mountains, has always been quiet and hidden Tianyin Temple, at this moment the bell is anxiously ringing eighteen times, one after another, deafening. This is the bell of Tianyin Temple that there is a great enemy attacking, and after a while, the elders and disciples in Tianyin Temple have all come to the square outside the main hall.

On the square, a man in black stood in the middle, and around him lay several disciples of Tianyin Temple, these disciples were blurred in flesh and blood, covered in blood, and their deaths were extremely terrifying, making people sick.

"It's convenient, you killed my Tianyin Temple disciple indiscriminately, don't think about leaving today!" Faxiang naturally recognizes it conveniently, once went to Qingyun Mountain, had several fates, and after the battle of Qingyun Mountain, this person suddenly disappeared, but when he appeared at this moment, he had already entered the demon path, and he was extremely ruthless, Rao is Faxiang Buddhism is profound, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Haha, Tianyin Temple can't keep my black-hearted old man." The convenience of entering the demon laughed, but the voice was extremely old, and it also revealed endless evil energy.

"The black-hearted old man?" The abbot of Tianyin Temple, Puhong Divine Monk, changed his face when he heard this, and then looked at his face at this time, so he turned his head and whispered a few times to the person next to him, and then his face returned to normal.

"I think you're in for a treat." Fa Xiang said, if you use your breath, you have to deceive yourself.

Seeing this, Pu Hong on the side immediately stopped him and said: "Amitabha, the Dharma, abstain from anger and anger, Mo Beiwai disturbs his mind. ”

"Yes, master." When Fa Xiang heard this, he immediately clasped his palms together and stepped aside, shocked in his heart, his cultivation was still not enough after all. Buddhism is the most taboo against anger, which is detrimental to the cultivation of tranquility and inaction, and this is also a manifestation of the level of cultivation.

However, some other disciples with low cultivation could not restrain their anger at will, and they all glared angrily at convenience. Tianyin Temple is also a righteous sect, and today he was killed by the same door in front of the temple, how can he bear this breath.

"Amitabha, the donor came to my Tianyin Temple to make this killing, what is the reason for this, and the result is this?" Pu Hong clasped his hands together and looked at the few people who died tragically on the ground with a look of compassion.

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly hand over the blood devouring beads, and you will be spared a catastrophe in the thousand-year-old temple." The black-hearted old man spewed out all over his body, and it was like a substantial coercion, making the disciples of Tianyin Temple who had a slightly lower cultivation suddenly feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"It turned out to be for the blood beads." Pu Hong sighed and said slowly: "It is also appropriate for things to return to their original owners, but let me spend some time for these disciples first, so that they can ascend to the Western Elysium after they die." ”

As Pu Hong spoke, he recited the mantra in a low voice.

The black-hearted old man nodded, although Pu Hong's consent made him a little strange, but relying on his own Taoism, he was not afraid of what tricks these people would play, so he stood by and watched without saying a word.

After half a pillar of incense, Pu Hong stopped chanting the mantra and said to the black-hearted old man, "Donor, please come with me." Then he turned to the Fa Xiang, "Fa Xiang, you come with me, and the rest of the people stay in the temple and are not allowed to move around at will." "Say it, and walk towards the mountain path behind the main hall.

The black-hearted old man followed the Fa Xiang, and the mountain road was rugged and twisted, not knowing where it leads.

"Monk, why don't you fly with your sword, it's too slow to walk like this." The black-hearted old man was obviously impatient, if he didn't know where the blood devouring beads were, he would have been impatient to make things difficult for the two people in front of him. What's more, these two people didn't say a word on the road, and there was probably something strange about them, but the black-hearted old man has always been bold, but he is not afraid of what conspiracy they will engage in.

"Please also ask the donor to forgive, the front is the holy place of my Tianyin Temple, the temple rules are set, you must walk on foot to go to the holy land, otherwise the master will blame, please bear with the donor." Puhong said, continuing to walk forward.

The black-hearted old man snorted coldly, held back the anger in his heart, and walked slowly behind them.

The three of them walked along the mountain road for another half an hour, and finally stopped at a cliff.

"The Blood Devouring Bead is hidden under this cliff, donor come with me." As he spoke, Pu Hong jumped down, and Fa Xiang also jumped down.

"I'd like to see what tricks you play?" The black-hearted old man snorted coldly, and also jumped down.

The mist under the cliff is misty and misty. Pieces of mist slid out beside the black-hearted old man, and on the stone wall was a figure that was also falling rapidly, the black-hearted old man was surprised for a moment, and found that this was his own shadow, and he didn't expect that the stone wall of this cliff was so smooth.

As his body slowly fell, the black-hearted old man suddenly heard a Sanskrit sound singing from outside the sky, like a heavy bell beating a drum, echoing heavily in his ears.

The black-hearted people were suddenly startled in their hearts, and they felt a solemn force rushing up from under their feet. The black-hearted old man hurriedly condensed his mind, used his own breath, and resisted this solemn force.

Soon, the black-hearted old man's legs touched the ground, and he found himself on a stone platform with a three-zhang square circle, and on the ground not far from him were actually sitting more than a dozen monks from Tianyin Temple......