Stunned wanted to mobilize the Heavenly Ghost Qi to resist, but found that he was imprisoned by a strange force, and the Heavenly Ghost Qi and his body could not move in the slightest.

At the same time, Li Qiufan was trapped in the iceberg small hell, the lightning guide has been split for a long time without a moment's stop, and the gang qi is flowing away as quickly as opening the floodgate, although this small hell is far from being compared with the real iceberg hell, but the female ghosts in it are also endless, and they can't be killed at all!

Li Qiufan suddenly had an idea in his heart, it is better to kill, if he uses the Taiyi Tianzun to save the suffering and pull out the sin of the wonderful scripture to transform these female ghosts, maybe it is feasible, but this idea will be denied by himself immediately, so many ghosts, I am afraid that it is possible for the king of the earth to be all degreed...

"There's a way!" Li Qiufan suddenly remembered the method used by Uncle Wan to teach him to break the dark and unbounded ghost king of the hidden capital, so he immediately sacrificed the Taiyi Emperor Bell and protected himself, and the female ghost instantly submerged the Emperor Bell, but immediately the wisps of golden light burst out, and the female ghost who pounced on the Emperor Bell was all blown into black smoke, Li Qiufan took a deep breath, meditated and concentrated, and then sealed his hands and recited the incantation.

Uncle Wan's voice suddenly sounded in Li Qiufan's heart: "Boy, learn smart!" Don't say it's this fake little hell, even if it's a real iceberg hell, you can get out of it with this Heavenly Cover Curse! ”

Affirmed by Master Wan, Li Qiufan was completely relieved, his handprints flew, and the sound of the incantation came: "The sky is covered for me, the earth is carried for me, the Big Dipper Xuanxing, for my clothes, my hidden disciples, in the Qiyuan Palace, the land of flowing fire, the dry cannot be invaded, the branch cannot be injured, the yang for me, the destruction of those who oppose me, urgent as the law!" ”

The Lower Heaven Cover Divine Mantra is a powerful anti-heaven divine spell recorded in the Taishang God Scroll, which can edict the heavens and the earth to be clothes, once it is cast, the caster will be protected by the heavens and the earth in a short period of time, it is said that as long as the Gang Qi is enough, he can even do whatever he wants, and travel through the Three Realms without hindrance!

Li Qiufan's handprint paused, pointed to his chest, and suddenly the surrounding heaven and earth rotated, the sun and the moon were reversed, and a brilliant dress was automatically draped on his body, on which the sun, moon and stars could be seen shining, the earth and ravines were vertical and horizontal, and the long river of Xuanhai was flowing... It seems that this dress is a miniature version of the world of heaven and earth, called Tiangai!

The body of a mortal is covered by heaven and earth.

Even if it is a real iceberg hell, it is also in this heaven and earth, a small hell, how can it be suppressed, and how dare it be suppressed?!

Li Qiufan slowly got up, put away the Taiyi Emperor Bell, and the female ghosts flocked to it, but in the next second, they seemed to see some kind of great horror, lying on the ground like chaff, letting the cold wind in the small hell blow the flesh, and the ice thorns peeled the soul, but they didn't dare to approach for half a minute.

Li Qiufan glanced at the unbelievable Jian San, and under his gaze, he smashed his fist to his feet, only to hear a loud bang, the ice chips and female ghosts everywhere all turned into powder, and the small hell collapsed, and the magic sword floating in the sky clicked out of a hole, and the yin wind swept out, and countless female ghosts rushed out frantically, fleeing everywhere.

Just as Sword Monarch's hand was about to touch the rune, he suddenly felt a powerful qi descend from the sky, and the space around him was distorted.

Even the unfathomable existence of the Sword Monarch felt his scalp tingle, and a Qingfeng Ancient Sword that was only half an inch long flew out of the dantian and stabbed to the top of his head.

The Qingfeng Ancient Sword is not an artifact or a spirit soldier, but a natal object condensed by this Sword Monarch's own powerful sword qi, similar to the inner pill cultivated by some sects of the Daomen.

A terrifying fluctuation visible to the naked eye exploded, and the Qingfeng Ancient Sword was smashed back by a fist.

With just two punches, Li Qiufan's qi was completely exhausted, the canopy on his body disappeared quickly, his legs were weak, he knelt on the ground, and said to Jian Jun in a rough manner: "Old Zamao, if you dare to touch her, I swear, no matter how capable the bullshit Three Emperors Palace behind you is, you don't know your mother who will beat you, oh I'm sorry, you flies and dogs, where did you come from!" ”

Two wisps of sword qi suddenly burst out from the sword monarch's eyes, stabbing at Li Qiufan, the Longquan Sword automatically rose, the golden dragon phantom appeared, blocking a wisp, and the Heavenly Master Sword happened to completely defeat the Hell Suppression Sword at this time, swallowed it into his body, turned into golden light and flew in, stopping another wisp.

"Two dead things, I also want to stop Benjun!" The sword monarch was furious, his sleeve robe was bulging, his beard was flying, and he casually shot out a sword gang to form a sword prison, and the stunned town was in place, and then the Qingfeng ancient sword was nailed to the Longquan Sword and the Heavenly Master Sword, the golden dragon instantly shattered, the Heavenly Master Sword was sharp, and the golden light burst out like a scorching sun, but it was still invincible, the light was dim, and it whimpered and drilled into Li Qiufan's eyebrows, this time it really tried its best, but unfortunately the opponent was too strong, if it wasn't for the previous battle with the Prison Suppression Sword, it might be able to resist for a while.

Seeing that the Qingfeng Ancient Sword was about to nail Li Qiufan to death, the Yijie monk immediately made a decision, threw out the Buddha beads that Li Qiufan gave him, gave up attacking the Laughing Buddha, and his palms were suddenly closed, and the true Buddhism appeared, and the two fingers were holding the Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and the Laughing Buddha dispersed to defend, and did not attack the Yijie monk, one was disdainful, and the other was that he didn't know why, he had a good impression of this fellow disciple and didn't want to hurt him, otherwise he wouldn't just defend and not attack.

Twelve also gave up attacking Tiefutu and prepared to rescue, but Tiefutu was not like a laughing Buddha, snorted coldly, and chiseled a punch in Twelve's back, this punch contained the power of Wanjun, Twelve not only did not save Li Qiufan, but was smashed by a punch and flew out more than ten meters away, the already incomplete Hundred Ghost Hades armor was even more broken, retracted into the body, Twelve Wow spit out a large mouthful of black blood, and struggled several times and failed to get up.

The monk of the first ring used the Buddha power of his whole body, clamping half an inch of Qingfeng, like the Buddha holding flowers, and bursts of thunder continued to explode on the fingertips of the true Dharma.

"Even if the true Buddha is here, don't think about clamping my Qingfeng sword! Break! ”

Jianjun snorted coldly, and the fingers of the Dharma Xiang were shattered by the sword qi, and then the entire Dharma Xiang also cracked into pieces of Buddha light, and the eyes of the monk of the first ring were red, and the two fingers were used as sword tricks, and the Buddha power around his body gathered his fingertips, and he almost roared with all his strength: "Who is the river wide, a reed!" ”

Buddha power sword, is the Bodhidharma patriarch created, a reed across the river, let the river surge, I can do it from a reed!

"Carving insect skills, class door axe."

Qingfeng's ancient sword broke the Buddha sword inch by inch, and the monk of the first ring vomited blood, and slapped his hands, like the roar of the golden bell, clamping the ancient sword, even if it was the golden body of the Arhat, it was still blurred by the flesh and blood of the sword, and kept forcing it to the chest of the monk of the first ring.

The Laughing Buddha was about to persuade him, but was stopped by Tiefutu and said lightly: "This old boy is murderous, you can't persuade him." ”

The Laughing Buddha immediately shook his head slightly, his eyes were closed, his lips moved slightly, and he recited the scriptures, which turned out to be the Sutra of the Past Life.

The Qingfeng Ancient Sword was unstoppable, and the golden body of the Arhat made a sonorous sound, but in the next second, it was shattered and pierced into the monk's chest.

At the last moment, there was a sudden sound of Amitabha Buddha in the distance, the voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The monk of the first ring suddenly widened his eyes, then opened his throat and shouted bitterly: "Third senior brother! Help me! ”

The Qingfeng ancient sword had already pierced into the chest of the monk of the first ring, and the blood bloomed a blood flower on his chest, but he stopped after hearing the Buddha's name, not that he couldn't stab it, but the owner of the Qingfeng ancient sword, the sword monarch felt a breath that made him a little frightened If he didn't lock himself, if this magic sword shattered the monk's heart, then he would also be hit by a thunderous blow from the comer, although it would not be fatal, but it would be seriously injured, of course, the laughing Buddha and the Tiefutu would stop it, but the person who could have such a grand Buddha intention was actually the monk's senior brother, Then what is the origin of his master and his master, this is what Jianjun considers.

A young monk with a kind face, a faint white light lingering all over his body, wearing a simple monk's robe, walked quickly to the side of the monk of the first ring, his eyes were extremely peculiar, and they were actually two soft lights.

The senior brother of the first-ring monk saluted to the sword king, and his voice was clear and clear, which suddenly made most of the anger in his heart dissipate.

"This Taoist friend, my junior brother has been talking nonsense since he was a child, if you get angry, don't go to your heart, I'll take it back and talk to him, you can punish him for copying scriptures, it's really not good, it's okay to punish him for meditating, it's just that his writing is not good-looking, and he loves to move when he meditates, but my master likes him, there is really no other way, if you still don't get angry, you can stab me twice, but don't kill him, alas, my monk's robe is new, I can't pierce it for you, it's what to do if it bleeds, it's a little cold if you don't wear it, wear it, It's going to be dirty, and the blood isn't very easy to wash, I used to..."

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, why is this monk a talker!

The monk of the first ring sighed, and said weakly: "Third senior brother, I'm dying, can you please stop talking about this, you hurry up and beat this old thing!" ”

The third senior brother shook his head and said: "But little junior brother, I can't beat him, you know me, I won't fight since I was a child, even the big white goose on the mountain has no rut, this time I went down the mountain and changed my clothes, it didn't recognize me, chased me and bitten, and my legs were bitten in several places, I don't believe you look at it." ”

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Saying that, the third senior brother was about to pull up his pants, and the monk of the first ring howled miserably: "Third senior brother! If you don't do it again, I swear, I'll beat that dog you have every day when you go back! ”

Hearing this, the third senior brother jumped to his feet and said, "No, no! If it weren't for the little jujube, I would have been pecked to death by the big white goose, but I really can't beat him, the master told me before going down the mountain, I can't fight with people, I can only be reasonable! ”

"Then tell me quickly!"

The third senior brother nodded again and again, turned around and said to Jian Jun with a bitter face: "Daoyou... You also heard it, please let go of my little junior brother, you see that you are a person in the Daomen, I can't persuade you to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and you are so powerful, it is not wise to bully my little junior brother, this is not my alarmist, although I am the third, but my senior brothers and sisters, one is stranger than the other, and they are also very good at fighting, we all like this little junior brother very much, if you kill him, we will definitely seek revenge from you, when is the time for revenge, why don't we stop fighting, make friends, How good it is to walk around during the New Year's holidays in the future! ”

The corners of Jian Jun's mouth twitched twice, and he really took back the Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and the third senior brother hurriedly thanked him, took out a few rags from his bag, and muttered gossip, what is this to be used to make socks, stained with blood, and dressed by others It looks old or something, and the mind of the monk is buzzing.

After he bandaged the monk of the first ring, he smiled at Li Qiufan, touched his head and said to Jianjun: "If you don't fight, we... Just gone? ”

The Qingfeng Ancient Sword floated in front of him, and the Sword Monarch glanced at the apprentice who was struggling to repair the Little Hell Magic Sword, and said indifferently: "You can go, but he, her, and those sneaky monsters, no!" ”

Jian Jun pointed at Li Qiufan, the stunned sting, and the stone, and they couldn't say anything.

The third senior brother was puzzled: "They are my little junior brother's friends, they must be taken away..."

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