Purple runes were entangled in mid-air, turning into one ring after another, rotating each other, and after a slight crackling sound, the surface of the skeleton demon bound in it had an electric light floating away, the scarlet light was dimmed, the miserable green light dissipated, and finally the faint spells exploded one after another.

"Nine Nights God Thunder Fu! Are you from the Shangqing Sect? The lama's complexion changed slightly, his hands were sealed, and a black gas rose behind him, turning into a statue with six arms, holding a white bone vajra, a skull bowl, a red silk human intestine, a flesh and blood prayer wheel and other evil things, giving birth to three heads, showing anger, compassion, and horror of the evil Buddha phantom.

At the same time, a little girl beside him who looked delicate and beautiful jumped and was held in the arms of the evil Buddha, and after a strange and rapid gasp moan and the sound of flesh [defense] body impact, the girl turned into dry bones. Immediately afterward, another girl jumped and was embraced into her arms, repeating the change just now.

On the contrary, the lama's hands are solemn, and there is a trace of enlightened Buddha light in the center of his eyebrows.

"Nan no Amitabha!" The lama proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the red silk human intestines in the hands of the evil Buddha behind him shook slightly, turning into countless red filaments and winding towards Yuan Qing.

In Yuan Qingwei's eyes, on top of these red silks, there were strange seals exuding wisps of black gas. These cold black gases are filled with a strong evil aura and evil aura, but there is also a vague aura of the cycle of life and death and the aura of incense and incense to worship, and a variety of breaths are entangled with each other, appearing extremely filthy and incomparably depraved. It is a magic weapon specially designed to target the Yin God.

opened his mouth and blew a breath, and spit out a seal in his mouth, which turned into a lotus flower and fell in mid-air, blocking the red silk that rushed upward. With the palm of his hand, the crimson seal text was entangled, and the three fire streamer clocks appeared in it, wrapped in the seal text, and with Yuan Qingwei reaching out his finger, the flames on the treasure bell burned, and the lama was covered.

"Crack!" In the face of the treasure bell entangled in the "seal text", the lama did not have the slightest fear, the Dharma seal formed by his hands changed rapidly, the evil Buddha phantom behind him raised his hand, the white bone vajra flew out, and the mana of the whole body flowed in the veins and points in the body like flowing water, and with the power of the Tantric mantra mantra, it was injected into the vajra in front of him, pushing it to hit the treasure bell.

As one of the most common tools of Tantra, the vajra represents invincible wisdom and true Buddha-nature, and has the power to break through all obstacles of the Three Realms.

Although this lama's white bone vajra is not a righteous thing at first glance, since it is in the hands of the evil Buddha, and there is incense entanglement, it naturally has a certain power. What's more, at such a close distance, the power that erupted violently could only be more terrifying.

It's just that what Yuan Qingwei drove was not a phantom entangled by seals, but a real magic weapon.

As soon as the two came into contact, the white bone vajra shattered instantly, and the evil Buddha phantom behind the lama lost a magic weapon, which was shaken, and the black gas overflowed, and the lama's body also made a series of bone clicking sounds, and an abnormal blood color appeared on the white fat face.

"What is this!" The lama who was beaten all at once was shocked, he was not a fool, looking at the golden ruby bell that was dripping and spinning in mid-air, he immediately knew that this thing was not ordinary. Decisively gave up and continued to entangle with Yuan Qingwei, the handprints formed by both hands changed again, and the skeleton bowl in the hands of the evil Buddha hit Yuan Qingwei.

The bowl carries a dark liquid with a faint smell of blood and rancidity, as if rotten flesh and blood are boiled in a cauldron, and when people smell it, they only feel their internal organs tumbling and want to vomit everything in their stomachs.

Yuan Qingwei recalled the three-fire streamer clock, suspended above his head, and a piece of crimson seal inscription appeared, as the induction of packaging to blind the Kyushu enchantment, hanging down the wisps of red light, forming a light curtain to protect Yuan Qingwei's body.

The turbid liquid spilled from the bowl fell on the red light, like hot oil rushing towards a spark, and was immediately ignited, and the blazing flames burned around Yuan Qingwei, and a stream of dirty gray mist emerged.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the skull bowl, shattering violently, and the Evil Buddha Phantom who had lost a magic weapon was almost unable to maintain its form. But the lama didn't care, he bit the tip of his tongue, stimulated the flesh and blood Jinglun with blood, and the six-character mantra in the wrong order rotated with Jinglun, emitting a blood-red brilliance, falling on the lama, and then rushing up, wrapping him away.

Stretched out his hand to recall the Three Flames Streamer Clock, looking at the filthy and dim seal on it, the Mingyu mana was injected into it, and the Mingyu mana that had undergone several changes easily washed away the dirt, looking at the direction of the lama's departure, Yuan Qing sneered slightly, and followed the qi left by the other party to track away.

'Run, run, run, the Yin God can't be too far away from the body, as long as I escape from his sensing range, he will naturally return to the physical body...... ' The lama kept flashing the word escape in his heart. But the laws of this world are destined for the cultivator's blessings on the physical body, as well as the speed and distance of escape, and the blood-black rainbow light will envelop him for a short distance at most, and then he will land.

And at this time, Yuan Qingwei would appear behind him slowly, forcing him to continue to flee without the slightest chance to breathe. In this way, after repeating it three times, half of the qi and blood were consumed, and the pale-faced lama just stopped and fled, turned around and urged the mana to the extreme, and the wisps of black qi were entangled in the almost illusory evil Buddha, obviously preparing to fight hard.

At this time, Yuan Qingwei escaped into the netherworld, giving him a little respite.

Seeing Yuan Qingwei leaving, the lama's desperate thoughts, which he had finally brought up, immediately dried up like a deflated balloon. He looked cautiously for a while, but still had to sit down cross-legged because of his injuries.

Of course, in this process, he was also cautious throughout the process, and it took several times as long as usual to suppress the injury, and when he was about to leave again, Yuan Qingwei suddenly rushed out of the netherworld, and the three-fire streamer turned into a red light tower, covering the lama's body.

In the face of Yuan Qingwei's sneak attack, the lama tried to summon the evil Buddha's phantom shadow to support, but at this time, he had just finished pranayama, and he suppressed the backlash caused by the previous attempt to repeatedly urge the rainbow light, and his movements inevitably slowed down by half a step.

With Yuan Qingwei clapping his hands, the fire in the red light building burned, countless flames bloomed like red lotus, and although the evil Buddha phantom behind the lama was formed, it was impossible to take him away, so he could only manifest his power and suppress the sea of fire. I have to say that this evil Buddha sits in it, and there is a little bit of the momentum of Mingwang Town Hell.

"You mean... There will be someone... For me... Revenge ......" The lama looked at Yuan Qing and said a sentence with difficulty, and the illusory shadow of the evil Buddha that was barely formed behind him was refined by the flames, and his body turned into ashes under the high temperature.