Chapter 55: Colorful Butterfly Technique

Before the words fell, the group of blood-red butterflies all flew towards the three of them, and the three of them began to hurry up, there were countless poisons on the ground, and there was a group of blood butterflies in the air, taking advantage of the gap in defense, some blood butterflies pounced on their bodies, and immediately stretched out their nail-like sharp beaks, firmly pierced into their bodies, and frantically sucked blood, and the butterflies that had sucked blood even changed into other colors!

Qijie only felt a hot pain all over his body, as if he was bitten by thousands of poisonous insects, and like bursts of poisonous fire burning his blood, and as long as the color of this blood butterfly changes, the pain changes also changes, the blue ice butterfly makes people shiver like falling into an ice cave, the green green butterfly is highly poisonous, the purple butterfly makes people feel illusions, and the white butterfly directly eats the skin and flesh with its mouthparts, different butterflies have different powers!

This colorful butterfly is the long-lost evil art of the rivers and lakes - colorful butterfly!

Seeing this, Tianyou hurriedly closed his eyes and concentrated on the golden light seal, and regardless of his body being bitten, he shouted loudly: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root." Extensive cultivation of ten thousand calamities, prove my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one. There is a golden light in my body, which reflects my body. Blind to it, unheard of it, encompassing the world, nurturing the masses. Hold it ten thousand times, and there is light in your body. The guards of the Three Realms, the Five Emperors welcome. All gods salute and harness the thunder. Demons are frightened, and spirits are dead. There is a thunderbolt inside, and the god of thunder is incognito. The wisdom of the hole is thorough, and the five are soaring. The golden light appeared quickly, covering me. ”

After the golden light god mantra was recited, a layer of golden light appeared around the three of them, as brilliant and dazzling as the sun, and the colorful butterflies dodged one after another, and some of them who didn't have time to dodge were shocked by the golden light, and they actually bounced directly to the ground, motionless.

The man was heartbroken when he saw that his beloved colorful butterfly was actually injured by the golden light technique.

When he walked out from behind the tree, it turned out to be the short and thin old Taoist of the Seven Saints Taoist Temple!

His withered face twisted and looked even more terrifying, and he said viciously: "How dare you hurt my love butterfly!" It's really hard to forgive sins even if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times! If it weren't for the Lord to stop me that day, I would have let you wait to feed my love butterfly! ”

With a move of both hands, he saw that the color of the colorful butterfly changed again, but this one turned into a black ink butterfly, one faintly surrounded by a black mist-like breath, this ink butterfly contains filthy gas, and it is the most effective to deal with the golden light spell This talisman is the most effective, and a group of black butterflies swept in again, puffing and hitting the three of them, at first this golden light can still compete with the black gas, but as time goes by, the black gas on the ink butterfly begins to be contaminated and eroded little by little The shining golden light, the golden light gradually dimmed, weak as an oil lamp.

Tianyou gradually felt that some could not support it, these black qi were pervasive, like maggots that eat bones, and like the acid of rotten iron, penetrating layer by layer, if the golden light spell is broken, the ink butterfly will surround itself, and it will be difficult to have a chance of survival, which makes Tianyou's heart even more anxious, and this method is confused, it will not last long, and it will be easier to be taken advantage of by evil spirits.

Seeing that Tianyou couldn't support it for long, this short and thin old man smiled smugly: "It's useless to struggle no longer, it's better to be obediently tied up, I can still leave you a whole corpse." ”

Tianyou said angrily: "You are delusional! ”

With a wave of the old man's cuffs, the ink butterfly danced more intensely, the golden light on Tianyou's body disappeared, and the ink butterfly danced wildly.

"I can't help you, this living person feeding butterflies is really the most interesting picture in the world, Xiaodaoren, you can try it tonight, taste the feeling of being nailed alive by the seven-colored butterfly, haha" The old man laughed madly.

"Demon Dao! You are delusional, even if I die, I will not let you succeed! Qijie thought horizontally, and did not drive away the ink butterflies, allowing these poisonous butterflies to bite his body, and then he sat down cross-legged, took out the golden bowl, bit the tip of his tongue, and slammed a mouthful of blood towards the golden bowl, and read: "The heart is through the five organs, the qi travels through the eight veins, all kinds of heart fire, with blood to lead it, all into nameless fire!" ”

Qijie This is to use his own qi and blood as a guide, summon the nameless fire in his heart, turn into a huge fireball and detonate from the heart, it is a move of jade burning, Qijie sees that he can't beat this colorful butterfly spell, and he wants to turn into a fierce flame in his heart in a rage, and wants to die with him.

But as soon as he recited most of the mantra, Qijie felt that his whole body was stiff, as if something was blocking his mouth, and he couldn't say a word, obviously there was a huge force that fixed himself, and he lamented in his heart, is there no chance of ending up?

In the night, there was an angry scolding: "You are a king and a green ball!" When you encounter such an unpopular Dao technique, you want to die with others, so how many times do you want to die in this life? Impulsiveness is a taboo for cultivators, little bald donkey! ”

Then there was a loud bang, and the ink butterflies flew up one after another, making a mess, and the short and thin old man's face immediately changed greatly, but Qijie said in surprise: "Master? You old bald donkey is here to save me! ”

At this moment, a tall and thin monk descended from the night sky, and his treasure was solemn, as if a thousand-year-old pine was immovable.

"Who are you? How dare you spoil my good deeds! The short, thin old man shouted.

As soon as the old monk landed, he immediately scolded: "You are a king and a green ball!" Are you deaf or blind? Didn't you hear this little bald donkey call me Master? Caidie Lao Dao, you don't know me, I know you! You have done evil things that hurt heaven and reason, and if you meet a poor monk today, you are unlucky! ”

Originally, when he heard Qijie shouting Master, he and Nalan Bingruo had respect, and looked at Qijie's cultivation to know that his master was by no means an ordinary monk, but when he saw the words and deeds of the old monk now, he couldn't help but be stunned, Qijie seemed to see what they were thinking, and said with some embarrassment: "My master's nickname is the mad monk Drunken Bodhi, it's this character, don't blame it!" ”

The mad monk drunk Bodhi stared coldly at the colorful butterfly Taoist and said: "Turning a butterfly into a remnant soul is a ghost way, and then refining butterflies with poison, but it is a demon way, if you also disembowelan a pregnant woman alive and feed the dirty butterfly with the corpse of a baby less than seven months old, that is the evil way, this demon, ghost, and evil three ways are all touched, and it is unforgivable in heaven, and it is not a pity to die!" ”

It turns out that this color butterfly technique is to use the Taoist method to detain the remnant soul into the white butterfly larvae, and then use the five-color poison to refine the essence blood of the middle-aged man, and transform it into five colors: red, blue, purple, green, and gold, and finally select seven pregnant women who are seven months pregnant, and give birth to a caesarean section, so that the blood butterfly eats the filthy blood of the fetus and turns into the most filthy ink butterfly.

Seeing that the mad monk Drunken Bodhi had seen through his Taoism, his dry face twitched violently, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "What if you know the old man's Colorful Butterfly Technique?" Let's see if you can break my Dao technique! ”

He raised his hands, all the ink butterflies turned into golden butterflies again, the two wings were like golden blades, clanging in the air, these golden butterflies roared towards the master and apprentice, the mad monk chanted a Buddha name, only to see three zhang Buddha light erupt behind him!

The mad monk's figure flashed sharply, and he took three steps on the ground, which was the Three Treasures Ecstasy Step, and as soon as he finished stepping on the step, he saw that the butterflies were all twisted in a whirlpool, circling endlessly, but none of them could fly out.

These colorful butterflies have evil spirits on their bodies, and they are fascinated by the three treasures of Buddhism, but it is just right to trap this thing.