The four-character mantra is the highest soul mantra that Yang Xiong has cultivated since he practiced the Dao method, which can not only transcend the living beings, but also wash away his sins to a certain extent, and even change some of his cause and effect. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that although the spell is good, there is a price to pay, and the price of this is to use one's own essence and blood as a guide, and every time you chant it, it is the consumption of one's own essence and blood. I saw that Yang Xiong's face was originally normal, but it turned pale during his recitation.

Like the sound of the pure world immortal, every word turned into a white light wave with Yang Xiong's chant, and it continued to spread to Yang Longzheng's side. I saw that this spell seemed to have a suppressive effect on these raging black qi, and Yang Longzheng, who was already about to be surrounded by black qi, gradually asked for the trouble of black qi.

The truth is casual, and the sorrow is thousands of years. Yang Xiong's esoteric soul crossing spell seemed to gradually inject a trace of vitality into Yang Longzheng, who was originally exhausted. His sloppy gaze gradually gathered. Slowly falling from the sky. Suddenly decadent did it aside.

I saw him look around, and he began to laugh uncontrollably, but this kind of laughter made Yang Xiong sigh a little for him, a generation of grandmasters, once thinking of demons. Remorse for life. In this laughter, although there is also the joy of getting rid of the monster, it is more of Yang Xiong's indescribable sadness now.

Knowing that he smiled and twitched, he struggled to use his remaining true qi to form a small white ball, which gradually floated into the sky and reached a certain height, and the white ball of light was like foam, scattering in all directions.

Small points of light were attached to every corner of the courtyard, and gradually, the whole courtyard began with white points of light and gradually dissipated. Slowly revealed. It is a painful scene in Yang Xiongdu's heart.

Where is this luxury mansion, this is obviously a purgatory on earth, only to see people wearing Taoist clothes, different forms of death, Yang Xiong is outrageous. It is certain that there must have been a terrible battle during their lifetime.

Some Taoist priests did not even fall down until they died, in the long pile of people, Yang Xiong saw a tragic back, an old man in a Taoist robe, his body was already broken, even so, he still stretched out his arms without hesitation, resisting something for a child behind him who had solidified.

It's a pity that his desperate resistance still failed to change the result of the death of the person behind him. It was as if time had stood still, and even the blood spilled on the ground was still shocking.

The pungent smell of blood mixed with some indescribable tastes instantly surged towards Yang Xiong and Zhuang Weiling. Zhuang Weiling didn't pay attention, and was choked by this smell and kept vomiting. Even Yang Xiong frowned slightly.

"Dead. They are all dead, and those evil deeds came without warning, and even my senior brother in charge did not find any clues. Yang Longzheng, who was decadent on the side, looked at the tragic person weakly and said.

"Just as we were about to resist with all our might, we found that our demon-slaying weapons were of no use to these damn delusions." As if talking about his sadness, Yang Longzheng hammered the floor with hatred.

"Seeing that all my fellow disciples died at the hands of evil delusion, I was about to break the net when a red light overbearing drilled into my body, suppressing my violent true qi, and I suddenly felt that I was trapped in a white light. Immediately unconscious. ”

"When I woke up, I found that my body was no longer dominated by me. I could clearly see that my hands had dug out the hearts of my dead fellow disciples one by one. Put it in a black box one by one, and you can't do anything about it. Speaking of this, Yang Longzheng's old tears were rampant.

"It wasn't until later that I discovered that the mastermind who dominated my body seemed to be cultivating some kind of magic circle, and the eyes of this magic circle were the hearts of my dead comrades." Hearing what Yang Longzheng said, Yang Xiong suddenly remembered the things in those dark rooms, no wonder it was so weird. Unexpectedly, it was actually using the human heart as the eye.

As he spoke, Yang Longzheng's eyes looked at Yang Xiong officially, "Thanks to Xiao Daoyou, when he fought with me, he actually allowed me to break through the ban and regain the dominance of my body." Desperate to destroy all the connections between the array and his body. He said to Yang Xiong kindly.

"Since, cause and effect kept you alive in the last catastrophe, then it means that you must be carrying these people, my life is not long, and when I was just entangled with you, I found that your true qi seems to have the same aura as a treasure I found." After speaking, after a while in his right hand, a purple glass-like fragment appeared in Yang Xiong's hand out of nowhere.

As soon as he started, Yang Xiong was immediately pleasantly surprised to find that this fragment seemed to be the fragment and fragment that Zong Yuan and himself peeped into the heavenly machine, and the same aura as "Ziwei Heavenly Dao" emanated from this purple fragment.

Just as Yang Xiong was playing left and right, the blocky object instantly turned into a purple light and shot into Yang Xiong's brain. Suddenly refreshed.

"Okay, fellow Daoist, you shouldn't stay in this place for long. The original blunt severance of contact has turned everything here into a time bomb. I could already feel the fury clearly. After speaking, Yang Longzheng waved his hand casually, and Yang Xiong and Zhuang Weiling were taken away by a puff of green smoke.

Seeing the two walk away, Yang Longzheng immediately sat down on the ground again. "I want to find a breakthrough from someone in my Yang, hmph, it's still early, let's stay in the eternal dream realm obediently! Senior brother in charge. I'm here to accompany you. After speaking, Yang Longzheng closed his eyes tightly. The tear ducts, which have not completely dried up, are still there.

In this way, the original generation of masters sat down aggrieved.

But what is even more aggrieved is Yang Xiong, who is now sitting in a taxi, originally wanted to pit this old Taoist, but he didn't expect it to be a poor person, and what made him even more angry was that this time it was the same as the plot of Longhu Mountain last time.

I was still confused, and I was invited out. What the hell are those evil delusions going to do in this place, why do they put up such a big magic circle, and he is a branch of that Dao Gate.

It was completely dark, and just as Yang Xiong was sulking, a warm-scented nephrite body leaned towards Yang Xiong. The refreshing aroma suddenly pulled the sulking Yang Xiong back to reality. The goddess who was originally high above lay on her shoulders like this.

I couldn't help but warm my heart, as long as she was okay, everything was OK, wasn't it? So he wrapped his arms around Zhuang Weiling and just hugged Zhuang Weiling. The four eyes met, and the wordless Wen Cun was indeed Yang Xiong's greatest sweetness at this time.

Just when the two of them were still tired of eyebrows, "Ziwei Tiandao", which was still relatively quiet in their heads, became active. Automatically turned to the side of the river map. The paper that was originally blank is now covered with nebulae.

Although it was on the paper, it was indeed so vast that Yang Xiong was suddenly immersed in it, watching Zhou Xing's mysterious rotation, as if he was prompting what he should do next.

Just as Yang Xiong was still immersed in this vast and boundless starry sky, he suddenly found that all the stars had gathered at one point, forming a huge starry sky dragon. Rushed directly towards Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong was taken aback by this strange scene. Zhuang Weiling, who was snuggling up to him, was also taken aback by his actions. I saw that Yang Xiong's originally normal eyes were now as loose as those of a dying man. The mouth kept whispering, "Yellow sand nine songs, dragon eyes and coffins." ”