"Suck up the yin energy here?"

Looking at the vast radius of hundreds of miles, Guan Peng clenched the jade bottle in his hand.

It's a big project......

The earthy yellow burial bags cracked one after another, and a large number of yin objects came out of it, these ugly and deformed humanoid beings are not real ghosts, but they are huge, once the target is surrounded, even if they walk in the yang world, they will be consumed to death.

The yin qi became heavier and heavier, turning into a substantial invasion and began to impact the yang domain of Guan Peng and Li Huangliang.

This is a force that is completely opposite to the yang environment.

Ordinary creatures were attacked by this force, and they were soon alienated and corrupted, becoming yin things.

Thin wisps of black silk like tentacles continued to pierce towards the Yang Domain, and then were burned by the power of the Yang Domain, and then continued to sweep over.

"If it goes on like this, we will be drained of yang blood in two hours at most." Estimating the erosion of the Ghost Snake's Yin Qi on the Yang Domain, causing the loss of Yang Blood to accelerate, Guan Peng frowned and spoke.

"If only that holy relic hadn't been polluted, this painstaking willow is a holy relic of the Three Realms, which can continuously promote vitality and vitality, so that people's vitality continues, and the blood does not dry up." Li Huangliang looked pityful.

The earlobe moved slightly, and hearing Li Huangliang's words, Guan Peng took out the wrench with a whole body like jade.

This holy relic was polluted by Ye Rushuang with the power of the dark moon, and the original pure gold and flawless surface was now attached to the mottled and obscure underworld texts that exuded an impure aura.

"Do you know how to wash away the filth of this holy relic?" Flipping the painstaking willow in his hand, Guan Peng asked in a low voice.

"You want to wash away the filth of this holy relic?" Hearing this, Li Huangliang shook his head: "I advise you not to think about it, the filth of the underworld is not so easy to wash away."

If you want to clean it thoroughly, you need at least Yang Yan who walks in the four realms to do it.

After all, this filth is carved one by one by the underworld and the dark moon, and only the most yang and strong, and the most fierce yang power can consume it.

The two of us have been cultivating for ten years, and I'm afraid we won't be able to cultivate Yangyan. ”

"To the masculine to the strong, to the fierce?" With a slight movement in his eyes, Guan Peng suddenly clenched his fists, and the thunder light spread on his skin as his qi and blood surged.

"Huh? Swallowing thunder and refining blood? You don't want to die? His eyes were as wide as a copper bell, and Li Huangliang let out a frightened voice.

"With this, can you wash away the filth from the holy relics?" The thunder was agitated, and Guan Peng's brows furrowed slightly.

If you run your qi and blood with all your might, the heavenly thunder slurry in the thunder pool will be brought out, but the thunder will also bring great pain when it enters the blood, which is very bearable.

"That must be able to, the heavenly thunder is the most yang and fierce thing in the world, it is better than the yang flame, and with the thunder, it will definitely wash away the filth on the holy object in a short time."

Seeing that Guan Peng could actually swallow thunder and refine blood, Li Huangliang's eyes were even more shocked.

Is this guy really the walking of the Red Tiger Garden?

This thunder-swallowing blood refining alone is not something that the Nine Gods can master.

With a way to wash away the filth of the holy relics, the gloom on Li Huangliang's face was swept away.

"I will protect the Dharma for you, and you will do your best to cleanse the holy relics."

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Huangliang is no longer clumsy, his eyes are deep, and his face that is usually smiling and immodest is rarely showing a somewhat reliable expression.

"You? All right? The fox looked at Li Huangliang suspiciously, and Guan Peng was a little unconvinced.

Li Huangliang's performance along the way is really unsatisfactory.

Combat effectiveness is average.

Courage in general.

The brain is also average.

Overall, it's very average.

Listening to him say such reliable things now, it makes people a little suspicious.

"It's time for it, whether you succeed or not, you can only give it a go."

When the color was up, Li Huangliang put his hands together and formed an ancient magic seal, and countless dim yellow butterflies flew out from this magic seal, sprinkled with joy, and formed a circle to envelop him and Guan Peng firmly.

"Daqian Dharma Realm, Huangliang is a dream, fixed!"

His eyes burst out with a dim yellow light, Li Huangliang drank lightly in his mouth, and the surrounding space suddenly began to distort the mold lake, like a layer of frosted glass, completely isolating everything outside the circle.

Under the eyes of all the ghosts, the figures of Guan Peng and Li Huangliang disappeared out of thin air.

Countless yin creatures flocked to the location where the two of them were, digging frantically with their white arms, flying earth and stones, digging three feet into the ground, but they didn't find the slightest clue.

"The two worlds are separated?"

One step out of the kilometer, teleporting to the front, Montenegro Langjun stepped on countless yin objects with one foot, and stared at the location where Guan Peng and the others disappeared.

"In just one place, you can understand the law of cross-border."

Standing up majestically, Black Mountain Langjun opened his mouth and spit out billowing black smoke, and countless yin qi searched every inch of space, trying to find a loophole.

And right under the nose of Black Mountain Langjun.

Guan Peng and Li Huangliang stayed where they were, and surrounded by the yellow butterflies, they seemed to be beyond the shackles of this dimension.

Whether it is the excavation of the yin objects or the dark law of the Black Mountain Langjun, they can't touch them at all.

Just like what is outside the mirror, you can never touch the world inside the mirror.

"Can't see it, you were clumsy before?" Looking at the approaching Chi Chi, but like the Black Mountain Langjun when he opened his eyes, Guan Peng raised his eyebrows slightly.

No wonder Li Huangliang was able to kill the seven walkers of Biyou Mountain with his own strength, this kid is definitely not as simple as he appeared.

thought so in his heart, but when Guan Peng turned his head to look at Li Huangliang, this man who was deeply hidden trembled all over, and his skin was as black as ink, and there was a palm print with strange eyes in his palm.

"Quick...... I can't support the Huangliang Dharma Realm for a long time, it's been a long time...... The Dream Demon will drag me away...... When the time comes...... That's it......"

The voice was intermittent, and Li Huangliang's face turned pale.

To put it bluntly, the Huangliang Law Realm actually opened the passage between the yang world and the dream world, and temporarily placed the two of them in the dream world.

Because the two of them are no longer in the yang world, even if Black Mountain Langjun has great ability, he can't find any trace of them at all.

It's just that there is a heaven in the yang world.

The dream world also has the rules of the dream world.

When a living person enters the dream world, he will be attacked by the dream demon, and once he is dragged into the dream sea by the dream demon, he will sink into it forever, and there will be no day to wake up.

The Huangliang Law Realm can protect the people inside from being involved by the Dream Demon, but as a spellcaster, Li Huangliang will also withstand some of the Dream Demon's attacks.

"Got it."

Nodding, Guan Peng didn't delay any longer, and immediately sat down, holding the contaminated holy relic Painstaking Willow in the palm of his hand, and slowly reviving the majestic sleeping qi and blood in his body.

Whoa—

Qi and blood are reviving and surging, like the angry waves of the river, and the sound of rolling and rushing is deafening.

As the qi and blood rushed faster and faster, the thunder liquid accumulated in the Yang Pool fluctuated and undulated, constantly escaping from the Yang Pool and mixing into the blood vessels.

Zi Zi Lala——

The blue-silver electric light visible to the naked eye was entwined on the surface of his body, Guan Peng snorted, and held the holy relic Painstaking Willow tightly with both hands, letting the power of the most masculine and fierce, most fierce heavenly thunder continue to hit and wash on it.

Heavenly thunder is the thing that is the sun and the sun.

Every wisp has great power.

Under the washing of the power of the heavenly thunder, the inscriptions of the underworld engraved on the painstaking willow were peeled off one by one, turning into unwilling black smoke and disappearing under the impact of the thunder.

"There are thirty-two pieces of inscription on the painstaking willow, and under the washing of the thunder, one can be wiped out in ten minutes.

In other words, I want to completely wash away the dirt of the underworld on this holy object.

It takes more than five hours! ”

The stubbornness of the underworld is higher than Guan Peng imagined, perhaps because the heavenly thunder in his body is not the true power of heaven and earth, or maybe the power of the underworld and the underworld is not easy to remove.

The five-hour washing time made this task several times more difficult at once.

The pain intensified, and Guan Peng lowered his eyes and glanced at his body.

The surface of the skin has been irrepressibly blackened.

This is the result of the power of the heavenly thunder devouring the flesh, after a long time, not only the skin and flesh, but also the organs and bones in the body, and even the soul and spiritual roots will be shattered by the power of the heavenly thunder.

"I'm going to have to fight again."

Knowing that he had now fallen into a desperate situation at the bottom of the kettle, Guan Peng glanced sideways at Li Huangliang, who was also enduring great pain and struggling to maintain the Huangliang Law Realm.

At this moment, those inky black handprints had climbed to the position of his neck and continued to spread upward.

His eyes were closed, and the corners of Li Huangliang's mouth were bloody.

He had bitten his tongue to pieces, trying to resist the Dream Demon's pull with severe pain.

This kid can't take it anymore......

"Li Huangliang, listen to me."

When the first shout, Guan Peng's lips moved, and he softly recited passages of ancient and obscure, solemn and sacred scriptures.

"If I hear it, the Buddha is defending the country for a while......"

This scripture comes from the Demon Golden Body Arhat, which is the general outline of the Demon Golden Body, and Guan Peng rarely recites it on weekdays.

Because there is a miracle in this passage.

As long as it is recited, there will be great power, so that people's body and mind tend to be calm and comfortable, immobile like a mountain, resist external desires and foreign objects, and hold Vajra immortal.

At this moment, Guan Peng recited this diamond scripture, and pieces of golden words flew out of his mouth, turning into a peaceful treasure light, enveloping him and Li Huangliang under him.

The inexplicable power fell, and Li Huangliang's hideous and painful face eased a lot, and even the handprints that had climbed to his cheeks subsided and returned to the position of his neck.

Slowly opening a trace of his eyes, Li Huangliang looked at Guan Peng weakly:

"Thank you."

"Memorize the scriptures and recite them myself, I have reached a critical moment and can no longer be distracted." told Li Huangliang all the contents of the scriptures, and Guan Peng closed his mouth and stopped reciting.

The Vajra Sutra is lengthy and extremely draining to recite.

As more and more thunder poured into his veins from the Yang Pool, he had to concentrate all his energy on controlling it.

Otherwise, once the thunder gets out of control in his body, he will be blown into ashes in an instant and vanish.

With the blessing of the vajra scriptures, Li Huangliang gained a huge boost in the wrestling of the dream demon.

The dense and strange handprints on his body continued to fade, and his pale and weak face gradually recovered.

Seeing that Li Huangliang didn't have to worry anymore, Guan Peng turned his attention to his side.

The concentration of heavenly thunder in the blood was already ridiculously high, and the masculine and ferocious thunder power was rushing in his body, which had damaged nearly fifty percent of the blood vessels in his body.

Without the restraint of blood vessels, a large amount of blood poured into his flesh and bones, organs, and even skin.

"Cough cough cough ......" choked on blood in his mouth, Guan Peng's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were so foggy that he could barely see.

At the same time, his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears began to leak out of the plasma at the same time.

Seven Tricks Bleed!

Falling into the abyss, it doesn't take five hours, at most, five minutes, for him to die of hemorrhage.

The unprecedented crisis made Guan Peng face death, and it was too late.

Holding the holy relic with one hand, Guan Peng struggled to open his eyes, which were almost covered by a lake of blood, and stood up strongly, enduring the pain of tearing his body into tens of thousands, and carrying an ancient and mysterious posture.

God hits!

Good times depend on the golden body!

Adversity depends on the thunder pool!

In a desperate situation, you have to rely on this gambling god to fight the surrender method!

The moment the divine fighting method was activated, a divine power that seemed to be like nothing was suddenly injected into Guan Peng's body through an ancient and mysterious connection.

Kacha Bang –

The divine power has entered the body, and it has not yet lingered for a breath.

The thunder pool in Guan Peng's body suddenly sounded with earth-shattering thunder, like the roar of heaven and earth, majestic and infinite!

Thunder and lightning!

The divine power that had just descended didn't even have time to play the slightest effect, and was forcibly forced back by the power of Lei Chi.

"It's going to kill me." The corners of his mouth curled, Guan Peng closed his eyes, and let the blood flow down his cheeks.

"It's a pity ......"

"Guan was born with a hard life!"

"A few thunderbolts!"

"You can take my life!"

Huo Ran opened his eyes, Guan Peng raised his sword finger, and pointed at his body again and again, his technique was subtle and skillful, and every time he fell, the position where he was hit would glow with a glimmer of light.

【Thirty-six Needles of Heaven Conquering Creation】

It was derived from the technique contained in the divine power of the Medicine King of Fang Cai.

Although the divine power was frightened away by the thunder.

But the knowledge contained in it remained in Guan Penglingtai's mind.

With the method of interrupting life and sustaining life, Guan Peng connected the thirty-six life and death points around his body, Guan Peng's whole body was full of qi and blood, like billowing wolf smoke, rushing into the sky, and the life essence that could not be distinguished by the naked eye was gathered in it, and the places where he passed were like a chain of diamonds, blocking his body and no longer leaking a trace.

All injuries are forced to press the pause button!

Use all your life force to put yourself into a state similar to "locking blood".

This is the last resort.

If Guan Peng can't completely deplete his life essence, he will painstakingly wash the holy relics.

He will surely die.

Feeling the exuberant vitality of everything in his body, Guan Peng only felt like he had been injected with a hundred stimulants, all the pain and weakness disappeared, and only the endless energy was running in the limbs and hundreds of remains, endlessly.

"This feeling is too cool."

With a long sigh, Guan Peng gritted his teeth and pulled his mind away from this endless abundant pleasure.

He knew in his heart that this kind of unstoppable pleasure was obtained by squeezing out all his life potential.

One-hit wonder.

Instant brilliance!

"Next, it's a race against time." With a calm expression, Guan Peng put his hands together and firmly held the painstaking willow in the palm of his hand, and the infinite thunder light was injected into the palm of his hand along his arm, turning into a "small thunder pool"!

Lightning shines, thunder roars!

As if turning into a thunder god, Guan Peng's body is bathed in thunder, the treasure is solemn, and the endless thunder in the palm of his hand is raging and roaring filial piety, so that the yang is strong, and the fierceness is fierce, washing the holy relics polluted by the underworld and the dark moon.

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