The sword light swept through, and it was unexpectedly slashed by the old monster of the Youquan surrounded by skeletons in the center.

Yuan Qingwei didn't have the slightest carelessness, he looked around, and said with a smile: "You old monster is also a character who has been practicing for hundreds of years, why are you still so fond of tricks, isn't it good to be upright?" ”

"Dignified?" The surrounding blood skeletons spoke at the same time, sneering: "I am a person from the Demon Dao, and you actually make me upright?" ”

"If the heart is not right, it is difficult to achieve magic practice. Even if the way of the Heavenly Demon is free, although at the beginning it was a pleasure to play freely, it was limited by the love and hate of others, and it could not be self-generated. But later, it will inevitably embark on the road of self-generation, red dust, self-sufficiency, no fear of the replacement of all things, and free and supernatural powers. In the end, it is even more free to influence, with the five aggregates of sentient beings, to feel their love and hatred, and to get the wonder of being free, free, and at ease. ”

Yuan Qingwei casually preached his understanding of the Heavenly Demon Dao, and the most terrifying thing was that after he opened his mouth, there were all the gods and demons in the dark who opened their mouths and cheered at the same time.

Accompanied by the voice of the gods and demons, Yuan Qingwei's words became ethereal and psychedelic, and with a high and sacred taste, repeatedly originating from the heart, and as if coming from the ears, it easily overshadowed the magic voice of the old monster of the Youquan.

The old monster of Youquan was shocked in his heart, but then he was attracted by the method preached by Yuan Qingwei, and felt that some of them were free and demonic, and his heart was deep, and he vaguely felt that this kind of feeling that seemed to be good and not good, and that evil was not evil, actually made his soul be relieved.

In the silence, a faint glazed color appeared on many blood skeletons.

However, among the tens of thousands of blood skeletons, there are existences that are in line with the way of the Heavenly Demons, and naturally there are also existences that conflict with it.

As a few skeletons shattered, the old monster of Youquan took two steps back in horror, he looked at Yuan Qingwei, and wanted to say something.

Yuan Qingwei took the first step to speak: "I have long heard that the blood skeletons condensed by the "Ten Thousand Souls Blood Demon Sutra" are all magical and mysterious, and they are self-contained, but when I look at it today, it is even more weird. You have condensed so many incarnations alone, and you are not afraid of the collapse of your own primordial gods! ”

"This seat is clumsy [defense] method, which can you guess, boy, I think your skills are also first-class, why bother to fight hard to point to this old guy, you retreat now, this seat will not be investigated."

"Haha!" Yuan Qingwei laughed and said, "You and I are both understanding people, why bother talking about these things?" I only need to hold out for a few hours before you have to retreat, why should I go? You're the one who's in a hurry now, right? ”

"Do you have to go against me? Do you think my magic power is not enough? ”

"Of course I know the subtlety of your magic skills, as I said just now, you have condensed so many incarnations by yourself, and you are not afraid of the collapse of your own primordial spirit. But you think you'll be able to sit back and relax by condensing so many blood skeletons? Wait a minute, when the time comes, if you don't leave, I want to see if you can be immortal? ”

"Good! Good! Good! When the old monster heard Yuan Qingwei's words, he laughed angrily.

"All the blood skeletons here are my primordial gods, my incarnation, unless you have the ability to destroy these skeletons! And destroy my hidden incarnation as well, otherwise, I will not die! And if I don't die, sooner or later I will come to you for reckoning. ”

"Then it's all ruined, isn't it?"

Yuan Qing smiled, and the Origin Orb in his palm flew out, and a hazy chaotic color light sprinkled out, forcing out the terrifying demonic secret texts in the void.

These ciphertexts were inherited from the Five Directions Demon Sect, and each one contained the perception of the Demon Dao ancestors, and some of them were even distorted by the divine patterns held by the ancient gods.

At this time, once it emerged, it bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the brilliance spread outward in circles like water ripples, turning the world upside down, and the sun and moon were not shining, but they were trying to fundamentally modify the surrounding environment and directly alienate it into a demonic domain.

"You think you can trap me with your tongue, but you don't know that I am also waiting for your arrangement to catch turtles in the urn."

After speaking, the light of Qingyun Baoguang appeared above the head of Yuan Qingwei, among which golden flowers, thousands of bright lights, and wisps of sparks fell, like a blessing, immeasurable brilliance, and golden Sanskrit appeared around the ciphertext.

Sanskrit exudes a pure Buddhist atmosphere, and when it comes into contact with the ciphertext, it is the inside and outside of each other, just like the two instruments of Taiji, and they are mutually restrictive.

"What is this?"

Looking at the brilliance emanating from ciphertext and Sanskrit, intertwined into circles of light wheels in mid-air, the old monster of Youquan changed his complexion slightly, but in the next second, there were countless scenes in these circles of light that rotated like a wheel and combined into one perfect cycle after another similar to mandala flowers.

Moreover, compared with the previous methods of the Dharma Protector Monks, the mandala of the Yuan and Qing dynasties is divided into two types, gold and black, which are entangled with each other, emerge and merge, and are opposed layer by layer, forming a perfect connection that seals the surroundings in it.

"Youquan, most of what you have learned in this life comes from the pure yang real person, and you have also studied the way of alchemy, so let's see if you can refine a furnace of blood god pill today."

Yuan Qingwei, who was holding the Yuan Shi Orb, stood in the center of the mandala, but it gave people the feeling that he was outside the mandala, and the sense of contradiction made people feel very uncomfortable after seeing it.

But Yuan Qingwei didn't care, he took out the three treasure jade ruyi, and gently tapped it against the void, and the blazing fire streams fell down like a surging waterfall, bathing the whole person of the old monster in the flames.

This fire flow was cultivated by Yuan Qingwei according to the pure yang pill fire recorded in the Pure Yang Dan Sutra, and after the condensation was successful, it was sent to the Yuan Shi Realm and practiced with the power of the sun and the power of the leyline. Finally, with his innate qi, he has experienced several changes or not, and he has become very pure, no worse than the samadhi true fire condensed by those monks who have practiced for hundreds of years.

But the strange thing is that the old monster of the Youquan in the Dan Fire feels that he is very cold, and his whole body is cold and cold, as if there is a very terrible cold current hidden in his heart, and at this time he is stimulated by the Dan Fire and extends out.

"Damn! Damn it! The body was cold, but there was anger in the heart of the old monster of Youquan, looking at the surrounding environment, the blood skeletons sprayed out wildly, and after each skeleton flew out, it exploded in mid-air. The blazing fireworks swayed wildly, the tumbling waves of fire appeared and collided, and golden sparks flew all over the sky, and then swept inward.

After the blood skull exploded, the remaining dirty blood and fragments dissolved into countless liquid gases in the rolling waves of fire, and then before they could drip and disperse, they were evaporated by the flames, leaving only a few pieces of essence suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the essence and the rolling waves of fire, the old monster of Youquan suddenly found that after the combination of the golden and black mandala, it was like a huge furnace, enveloping him in it, and the endless flames were rising, really like alchemy.

After turning his head to look at Yuan Qingwei, the Yuan Shi Orb had disappeared without knowing when, and there was only a jade Ruyi left in his hand, which was white, and there were three-color treasure lights circulating on it, shaking gently, the sun, moon and stars converged, turning into a pure and holy light shining down.

"You want to refine me! I'm not afraid I'll blow up your stove! Youquan Old Strange Trembling Body, the cold qi had already formed ice crystals on the surface of his body, of course, it was burned by the external fire, and the ice crystals quickly evaporated and disappeared.

And after each ice crystal disappears, the breath of the old monster in the Youquan will be imperceptibly calm.

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