As if coming across the Nine Shadows, and as if coming from above the Nine Heavens, a sound gradually echoed in the entire mountain, the sound was not as deafening as the Nine Heavens Thunder Shock, but that word was like a heavenly thunder hitting the bodies of blood corpses and ghosts, and what was even more strange was that those ghosts that were released by Lian Jin from the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags seemed to feel very enjoyed, and some vague patterns vaguely appeared on their bodies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the ghost king who was fighting with the inexplicable ghost thing and fell into the downwind after Lian Jin recited the Sutra of Death, but it was like beating the blood of a chicken, resurrected with full blood, and no longer the grievances of being pressed and beaten before, the tiger roared every time, like an old ape in the mountains, not only flexible and skillful, but also powerful and heavy, and the inexplicable ghost thing felt an irresistible force surrounding him at the moment when the Sutra sounded.

And the mind is also affected.,Whenever the ghost king attacks, he will meet it.,But once the attention is focused on the ghost king.,The mysterious power will invade his mind.,Don't say that he hasn't seen such a spell in the Holy Sect.,Even if you haven't heard of it.,It's said that the great Brahma of Tianyin Temple has a lot of damage to his own ghost cultivation.,I haven't seen it.。

At this time, Ye Jiu's strength suppression of the whole body became more and more obvious, and in just a moment, the ghost king released by the young man was no longer afraid of himself, and even said that he was pressing and beating.

Seeing that the ghost king's side was no longer affected, Lian Jin's gaze turned to Chang Xuanxing's side, and the worry in his heart disappeared completely.

The bloody rain and bloody wind struck, blowing the hair that often broke the stars, solemn, those bloody corpses were greatly restricted after Lian Jin's mysterious spell sounded, and the blood corpses were already in vain in this time, this battle made him gain a lot, allowing him to see a fighting style that was almost the same as himself in a different cultivation system.

The words of the Duren Sutra are sonorous, and a kind of masculine and rigid power resounds throughout this area.

"Roar... ”

The sound was not huge, but it was like a mountain spring gushing and the mountains migrating, and the blood corpses drilled out of the blood river were all roaring and screaming in pain at this time, suffering unbearable torture and pain, and the blood corpses were constantly shattered and transferred into the blood river by the Chang Xuan Xing, but no new blood corpses appeared.

At this time, the craziest thing is nothing more than killing Matt's blood corpse, watching the blood corpse he made was shattered and suffered heavy damage, and received the damage from the Duren Sutra that was difficult to recover, he was even more angry, and wanted to strangle Lian Jin, but every time he had this thought, he was pressed forward by Chang Xuanxing, and it was difficult to make a move.

turned his gaze to Ye Jiu's side, but found that the battlefield over there was also losing and retreating, and in the end, he let a ghost be pressed and beaten all day long, and it was impossible to talk about looking down on them, both of them were pressed and beaten, and it was wrong to joke at anyone.

At the beginning, Lian Jin accidentally found in the secret realm of the ancient Buddha that such powerful exercises were not inferior to any of the ones he knew, especially against these ghosts.

Exhausting all living beings, this is the ultimate mystery of the Sutra of Salvation, not only mysterious, but also weird, which is not only not weak, but more mysterious and advanced than some charm exercises.

The power of the scriptures is like a sea sweeping in, unstoppable, although the ghost has been screaming, but it still changes, the rolling black fog slowly fades under the scriptures, the hideousness on the face gradually fades, the ghost's original sanity recovers again, the eyes become bright, and the dark soul body has become lighter, full of transparency.

The yin qi was burned, the sanity was restored, and in the end, these ghosts all became in the state of just after death, there was no anger, no killing, looking at Lian Jin who was sitting on the ground, he saluted and thanked him very religiously.

At this time, the blood corpse was left alone, and Chang Xuanxing's offensive was becoming more and more fierce, if he didn't leave at this time, he would wait for a while, but before leaving, he had to bring a burden, and the blood corpse of Kill Matt took space to look at Ye Jiu's side, after all, this person was the disciple of that Duan Mu Tie, and if he was asked about it when he returned to the sect, he couldn't hang it on his face.

"Boy, take my trick. "Kill Matt's blood corpse shouted, the blood river turned into a blood dragon and rushed to the sky to strangle Chang Xuanxing, but his corpse was a false move to fly towards Lian Jin, and before he arrived, he was already brewing a killing move in his hand, this son is even more hateful than Chang Xuanxing, and he will succeed at the last moment, this kid fell short after chanting the scriptures, so how can he endure it.

This move was loud enough, and the shouting of killing Matt's blood corpse was loud enough, so Chang Xuanxing couldn't help but be confused, but then found that the bloody corpse that killed Matt turned into a gust of fishy wind and attacked and killed Lian Jin.

At that moment, the long sword in his hand came out of his hand, turning into a silver dragon and directly killing the head of Matt's blood corpse, the reaction at this time was not unpleasant, but Lian Jin Ke didn't react so quickly, not to mention that this blood corpse was a Jindan period monk, it was a foundation building Great Perfection monk who attacked you in a hurry, and he couldn't stand it, looking at the hideous face getting closer and closer, the hard cuticle on his face could be seen clearly, and Lian Jin knew that he could only save himself by himself.

The tiger roared, the dragon sword appeared in his hand, Lian Jin's eyes were cold, the whole person was like an arrow off the string, flying against the wind, raising the sword forward, indomitable, he knew that he could not stop the current means, the only reliable thing was this dragon slaying trick, but this sword trick has always been insulted in his own hands.

The Dragon Slaying Sword Technique was originally about being desperate, forgetting oneself, and killing the opponent with a thunderous force, but Lian Jin had never said that he was in a life and death situation like now.

This sword asks the heart, and this sword is right.

A sword carries the killing intent of heaven and earth, and a sword path exhausts the righteousness of the world, and Lian Jin stabs the bloody corpse with a momentum that will not stop dying at the same end.

Even if the person in front of him is in the Jindan realm, so what, without the slightest emotion, the whole person is like a broken boat, and the castration is not a little slow.

As for Chang Xuanxing, he also watched with a surprised and appreciative attitude amid the roar of the sword, he could naturally perceive the power of this sword, which reminded him of the battle with Lian Jin in the secret realm of the Ancient Buddha, and the same was true of Lian Jin in that battle, but it was still a little less courageous.

The green light in his hand skyrocketed, and the blood-red and dry palm collided with the dragon-slaying dragon, time seemed to stand still, and in the next moment, suddenly the sea of blood churned, and then suddenly heard a dragon roar, the sound moved for nine days, the blood and qi rolled but there was a boundless blue light flickering, and instantly converged into a green scorching light flame to wrap the blood corpse tightly.

The green dragon roared, the silver dragon roared, and the sword of the often broken star also arrived, impartially.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was cold, but the blood in Lian Jin's whole body was boiling.