"Whether we are worthy or not, I don't need you, the demon accomplice, to decide!" After listening to Qin Yifan's words, the Taoist priest was furious. In all his hundreds of years of practice, no one had cursed him so viciously.

I was just taken aback by the name of the Hundred Ghost Night Walking Clothes, and in the dark, I couldn't help but use the true fire of the body protection to the extreme, but I didn't expect it to make a bunch of ordinary people here suffer, and the three people who should have been the main target were completely fine, how could this make his face hang?

Although he also entered the world to practice when he was young, he experienced Hongchen, but after all, it was too long. With the improvement of cultivation and seniority, coupled with the praise of junior disciples, the power of the sect, and the friends around him are all masters among the monks, how can such an identity and status still be the state of mind when Hongchen is training?

It has been a long time since he has been in a high position for a long time and has been treated with humility, and no matter how calm a person is, there will be a slight change. I don't see that countless ordinary people in the world once they gain power, and they abandon their wives and children. When people's status changes, so does their natural state of mind.

The real calm and inactive people, who cares about what sect and what position of power, are still attached to them, but there are still some people who have earthly rights and wrongs in their hearts, and it is not uncommon for them to go back the more they mix.

At this moment, he hurt so many surnames, and in anger, naturally all the faults were on Qin Yifan and the three of them. The three of them are embarrassed, naturally they are all evil demons, except for the demon guard, what is wrong with themselves?

There is a solid defensive circle, Qin Xiaoling cannot attack, it is the world of Taoist priests. The flying sword light no longer gave the three of them any chance, and they attacked overwhelmingly. Qin Xiaoling also had to be tired of coping, helping Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu block those pervasive sword lights.

And the Taoist priest has clearly seen that Qin Yifan has been desperately defending Qin Xiaoling, while Lin Qiulu is trying his best to protect Qin Yifan. With this discovery, there is nothing better than to crush the zombie Qin Xiaoling in front of him and scatter ashes, and then let him die in pain.

The monk had already slowly finished his preparations. The name of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Clothes also scared him a lot, even if he is a cultivator like him, it is inevitable that there will be some seven emotions and six desires, and those who can really isolate the seven emotions and cut off the six desires are not only the current cultivation? Fortunately, just using two Buddhist weapons, he got out of trouble. I have cooperated with the Taoist priest next to me for not a year or two, so I naturally have a tacit understanding. Not to mention the thoughts in the priest's heart, the most difficult person among the three to deal with now is Qin Xiaoling, as long as she is restrained, why worry about the other two not being destroyed?

It's just that, after all, he is a high monk, and he has always held the grandeur of purifying sentient beings. Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu, one is a Fengwei guard, and the other is the Son of Heaven Qincha, they must have been bewitched by zombies. The zombie is full of resentment, and it is a sin that has to overkill her. However, these two people are people who have lost their minds, and it is also a great merit to want to save the two of them from being lost.

A jade Buddha statue appeared silently above the heads of the three people, facing the sun, sprinkling a little glow, slowly enveloping the three of them. Although Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu were indescribably comfortable, Qin Xiaoling's activities were getting slower and slower, and there was no longer that kind of swiftness that appeared suddenly.

"Let's go, Xiaoling!" Qin Yifan saw that he was not an opponent, so he naturally would not want the whole army to be annihilated. However, Qin Xiaoling was very stubborn, and even at this moment, she had no intention of leaving.

When the dragon groaned, everyone was shocked, only to see the monk throw a nine-ring Zen staff high and start chanting. The staff let out a passionate dragon roar, and slowly began to swim above the monk's head. As the chanting of the monks became denser and denser, the Zen staff became more and more flexible. The huge beads around it are also getting brighter and brighter.

Qin Xiaoling's sudden outburst just now has made the monks and Taoists no longer dare to underestimate them. The effort to press the bottom of the box was taken out one after another. The Taoist priest's body protection true fire and Qiankun sword box, the monk's nine-ring Zen staff and green jade Buddha statue have all appeared.

It's just that these powerful magic weapons are different from Lin Qiulu's sword sect of refining flying swords, they can move at will anytime and anywhere, and it will take a certain amount of time to attack. In particular, the monk's nine-ring Zen staff needs to be chanted hundreds of times in order to truly exert its greatest power. The Taoist priest's Qiankun sword box was also obtained through the Taishan Pressing Talisman.

At this moment, the three of them could no longer threaten the monks, so they naturally gave them more time. For the sake of safety, it is the right way to use the most powerful magic weapon to capture the three of them in one fell swoop. Otherwise, if you are not careful, maybe the debts of these demons will increase by a few points.

Seeing the nine-ring Zen staff, Lin Qiulu seemed to know the identity of the other party, but her hands did not stop, and she was still resisting the attacking sword light for Qin Xiaoling. Qin Yifan seemed to have recovered from all his wounds under the Buddha's light, and at this moment, he was also dancing with a kitchen knife to resist frantically.

The Taoist priest had given up the idea of killing the three of them on the spot, and slowly teased the three of them like a mouse playing with a cat. Quietly waiting for the monk to launch.

Suddenly, the dragon's roar cracked through the air, and when everyone looked at it again, there was no trace of the nine-ring Zen staff, and a silver dragon in the air flew in the wind, rolling around, bringing up clouds and pieces.

The silver dragon only circled in the air for a few moments, and then suddenly swept down the clouds and swept towards Qin Xiaoling quickly. Qin Xiaoling was stunned by the green jade Buddha statue in the air, her movements were slow, and she couldn't use the escape technique to escape, so she could only watch the silver dragon and her body, wrapping her whole body and unable to move.

With the strength of the Yin Corpse Qin Xiaoling, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the silver dragon, and he was bound firmly. Immediately after, the green jade Buddha statue suspended in the air slowly fell on top of Qin Xiaoling's head. Bursts of Buddha light sprinkled down and fell on Qin Xiaoling, which would always cause a hissing sound. And Qin Xiaoling always had to struggle, and it seemed very painful.

Without Qin Xiaoling, the attacks of the Taoist Qiankun Sword Box all fell on Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu. At the same time, the Taoist priest also used a Taishan pressing technique from time to time to firmly press the two of them in place and could not move.

Qin Yifan's internal strength was violent, but he was only able to resist the pressure from top to bottom, maintain his swinging speed, and wanted to leave, but it was delusional. However, Qin Yifan has amazing endurance, and under the cultivation of the old man in the fist seal lake, he has supported the tea very much, and he does not show any tiredness.

Lin Qiulu didn't have a strong body like Qin Yifan, so she could only rely on her own cultivation to resist. At the moment, I was already a little overwhelmed, but I was still gritting my teeth to hold on. The owner of the Qiankun sword box could clearly and clearly feel the change in pressure, and the sword light attacking Lin Qiulu's side was becoming less and less, and most of the attacks were pressed on Qin Yifan.

Even the monk was very surprised to see Qin Yifan, an ordinary person, supporting under the Taoist Qiankun sword box for such a long time, and under the influence of Mount Tai's crushing spell. Even though the Taoist priest did not practice this spell to the point that it was really as heavy as Mount Tai, there was still pressure to burden a person with hundreds of catties, was Qin Yifan really an ordinary martial arts practitioner?

At this moment, Qin Xiaoling has been captured, Lin Qiulu is basically on the verge of collapse, and only Qin Yifan is still struggling to support herself. After a while, Lian Qin Yifan was also threatened by countless sword lights, but he could no longer wield a kitchen knife to resist.

The silver dragon binds the body, Qin Xiaoling can no longer use the evil qi to cover up the resentful soul qi in her body, and in this moment's effort, the originally hot weather has become a little cold.

"You demon, you have so many resentful souls, how many innocent lives have been harmed, you can't be left!" The resentment of the sky made the monk even more firm in his belief in eliminating demons, especially the monk, a Buddha shouted: "Amitabha, the poor monk will overtake you!"

With the monk's words, a gold-covered scripture book suddenly flew out of the chest of the wide monk's robe, and everyone could see it clearly, and there were several gilded characters on the cover, "Vajra Prajnaparamita". Seeing this clearly, the entire scripture turned into a piece of pages, quickly pasting all over Qin Xiaoling's body. As soon as the page was close to her body, a puff of white smoke immediately appeared from Qin Xiaoling's body, accompanied by a hissing sound, as if the whole person was about to melt.

Qin Yifan's eyes were cracked, and his body rushed forward regardless of the threat of the sword light that covered his body. The Taoist priest didn't keep his hand, and when he landed, countless wounds appeared on Qin Yifan's body, but now Qin Yifan's body was already blood-red, but it didn't look like there was any change.

"What's the matter, it's distressed?" the Taoist priest's heart was filled with the pleasure of having his wish fulfilled. Sure enough, as he guessed, Qin Xiaoling was overtaken, and Qin Yifan was the most heartbroken: "Don't worry, it's you after the zombies, the evil demons are outside, and everyone has to punish them!"

Qin Yifan was still trying to struggle past Qin Xiaoling's side, but the monk shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, donor, are you still obsessed?

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoling, who was wrapped in scriptures, suddenly stopped struggling, and then, there was a heart-wrenching scream in everyone's ears, full of unwillingness, but there seemed to be a faint relief.

No one knew what was going on, only that the voice came from Qin Xiaoling's side, but Qin Xiaoling was bound by the silver dragon and couldn't move, could it be that she was about to be overtaken soon?

The monk recited another Buddha name and began to close his eyes and chant the sutra. The Taoist priest took a few steps closer and walked not far from Qin Xiaoling, looking at her body that was no longer moving, and let out bursts of sneering.

Suddenly, a red light instantly broke through the pages of the Diamond Sutra, covering the Taoist priest not far away. Judging from the appearance, it looks like Qin Xiaoling's slightly torn black yarn, but I don't know why, it actually became blood-red.

(To be continued)