Chapter 498: Thirty Years of Evil Spirit

After hearing Li Qing's words, Xiahou Yu, who was injured internally, suddenly changed color.

And after saying this, Li Qing reached out and grabbed Xia Houyu out of thin air.

Xiahou Yu, who didn't react at the moment, was restrained by the object control technique and couldn't move, and left the ground and flew towards Li Qing quickly.

By the time Yan Chixia reacted, Xiahou Yu's throat had already been grabbed by Li Qing.

"Brother Xiahou!"

Yan Chixia exclaimed, and then raised her sword and slashed at Li Qing.

After a hard battle before, his energy has long since lost its peak, and although it is full of power at this moment, the strength of the sword is not as good as before.

Therefore, when the 'bang' slammed on Li Qing's shoulder, he staggered back with a shock.

In an instant, Yan Chixia's face became extremely ugly.

He narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "You are a human or a ghost!"

Li Qing didn't reply, but suddenly turned around and opened his mouth, and bit Xia Houyu's throat in one bite.

With his current strength, even the tree demon grandma can't carry two mouthfuls, let alone Xiahou Yu.

As a result, Xiahou Yu, who was about to struggle, was sucked into a skinny and bony corpse in an instant, adding thirty years of evil energy to Li Qing!

When she saw Li Qing biting Xia Houyu's neck, Yan Chixia's face changed again and again, and then she hurriedly took a few steps back, biting her finger and quickly wiping it on the sword.

Immediately, I saw that the blade of the long sword in his hand flashed a red light for a moment!

Then he threw his sword forward, glaring and shouting, "Prajnaparami!"

So I saw the sword move with the sound, slashing at Li Qing with boundless might.

Li Qing turned around at this time, raised his hand and pointed at the tip of the oncoming sword.

I don't know what kind of material this long sword is made of, but under Li Qing's guidance, it has not been damaged in the slightest.

Although the sword was not damaged, Yan Chixia, whose mind was connected to the sword, spurted blood from her mouth at this time, and her momentum dropped a lot in an instant.

He glanced at the dried corpse that was thrown to the ground by Li Qing with anger, ignoring the injured body, gritted his teeth and pinched the marks, and shouted: "The divine sword is out of the sheath!"

The next moment the voice sounded, I heard a sudden 'Zheng' sound from the side room next to me.

Then I saw a bronze long sword burning with golden flames breaking through the wall and flying, carrying boundless killing aura, slashing at Li Qing from top to bottom.

Li Qing was stunned when he saw this, and said in surprise: "Immortal Sword?"

As he finished speaking, the sword had already come to him, slammed into the top of his head, and then was instantly shaken away.

Seeing this scene, Yan Chixia instantly showed a look of horror. He didn't even dare to say a word, he hurriedly pinched his hand, and the envoy came to his feet with a long sword to hold him up, and then instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky!

Li Qing looked at the sky and sneered, and said, "The fat in your mouth still wants to run?"

As soon as he said that, he levitated, turning into a black light that shot straight into the sky.

"Whew-"

Yan Chixia, who was high in the sky, subconsciously looked back after hearing the sound of breaking the air behind her, but saw that Li Qing's figure was rapidly approaching him at an unimaginable speed.

"What a demon!"

Yan Chixia gritted her teeth and said secretly, and hurriedly took out the Diamond Sutra he had recently read from her arms, and then slowly let go.

The moment the Diamond Sutra left his palm, it was blown in front of Li Qing by the strong wind. Then the golden light turned into a long cloth full of scriptures, and quickly wrapped around Li Qing.

"Get out of the way!"

Li Qing burst out with a loud shout, and slashed at the long cloth with a knife in his hand.

The moment his palm touched the long cloth, the dense scriptures on the long cloth all flashed with golden light.

At the same time, the chanting sound of an old monk resounded in Li Qing's ears.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness......"

The monk chanted the sutra very quickly, and in an instant he finished chanting the full text of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and then he saw that all the fonts on the long cloth had left the long cloth and rushed towards Li Qing, besieging him in the center.

After Li Qing found that the violence could not break through the cage of this Buddhist scripture, he burst out with a cold face.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color!

The huge evil aura instantly dispersed the scripture fonts that swirled around him.

At this time, the long cloth was torn apart and scattered.

Li Qing, who had a cold face, was suspended in the air, looking at the sky, but saw that Yan Chixia had already run away.

"I don't believe you're not walking in the world!"

After Li Qing snorted coldly, he fell into the clouds and returned to Lanruo Temple.

After the three female ghosts in Lanruo Temple saw Li Qing's ugly face through the window, they all quieted down, not daring to make any sound, for fear of being angered by Li Qing.

At this moment, Ning Caichen was covering his mouth with a pale face, staring at his big eyes, and looking at the beard in front of him that suddenly crawled out of the ground.

When he first entered the front yard of Lanruo Temple, he saw Yan Chixia who was fighting with Xiahou Yu, he was originally a scholar, and after seeing this kind of picture, he hurriedly withdrew from Lanruo Temple in a panic.

But he didn't dare to enter the woods, so he could only squat under the stone tablet in front of Lanruo Temple, waiting for the day to come.

But he didn't wait for the day, but waited for a beard that crawled out of the ground under his feet.

He was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"You ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Chixia reached out and covered his mouth.

At this moment, Yan Chixia had long lost her previous might, her weak face turned white, and she was even more seriously injured in her body, causing her lips to turn faintly purple.

He exerted all his strength to lift his palm, so after covering Ning Caichen's mouth, he passed out weakly, and his body fell straight into Ning Caichen's arms. pressed Ning Caichen to the ground.

The so-called powerless chicken is a scholar like Ning Caichen.

He worked hard and sweated profusely, but he didn't move Yan Chixia away from him.

So, I could only look at the dark night sky helplessly and fell into silence.

Fortunately, within a few hours, the sky was faintly shining.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on Yan Chixia's back, he opened his eyes extremely weakly.

When she saw that she was unconscious under the stone tablet of Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia, who had just woken up, instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Then he looked apologetically at Ning Caichen, who was still sleeping, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and muttered: "There is such a powerful demon, no wonder Lanruo Temple often dies!"