In the depths of Jian Yi's heart, from a certain point of view, saving Jian Chan has become his lifelong obsession, and even his motivation to live.

Take Yang Feng as an example, curing his mother's illness is the biggest obsession in his heart and the biggest catalyst in his life.

Jian Yi thought of Jian Chan, who would become old every day due to the escape of the dantian yuan power, and his originally tense face suddenly trembled.

"Little doll, don't resist senselessly, let go of your heart, hand over your physical body to me to control, from now on, your path, your life, will be walked on your behalf."

The consciousness of the strong man of the blood demon clan obviously felt that Jian Yi's soul began to resist, and this time, as the time was delayed, it became more and more intense.

Such a situation is somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Humph! Leave my sea of knowledge, get out of my body, my Jianyi's life can only be controlled by myself, you, get out of my ......"

The soul that was originally imprisoned by Jian Yi has now broken through the cage and is fighting with the powerhouses of the Blood Demon Clan for control of the body.

Outside.

Kenyi's body remained motionless, but the cracks on the surface of his skin became more and more obvious.

Obviously, if one of the Heavenly and Earth Will was not removed, the Sword One would most likely explode and die.

Yang Feng here, he could only hold the ring knife in his hand, hold the rosary high, and let the Buddha's light envelop Jian Yi's body.

Just in case those heroic spirits are not good for Jian Yi.

The whole situation is at a stalemate.

No one wants to take the lead in breaking this deadlock, just because the two Buddhist treasures in Yang Feng's hands seem to have a steady stream of Buddhist mana.

The Buddha light that radiates is only strong and not weak.

At this point, the tiger roar on Yang Feng's side was also perceived.

"Boy, where did you find these two treasures, according to my observation, at least you need a person of high moral standing in Buddhism to control it."

Although Tiger Roar's eyes were hot, he also knew that he didn't know anything about the Dharma, and even if the treasure was poured on him, he couldn't use it, so he didn't care too much.

It's just that I feel a little emotionally in my heart, this Yang Feng's luck is inevitably too against the sky, and even the lost treasures of Buddhism can be encountered.

"Brother Tiger, these two treasures, I also got them by chance, at first I studied for a long time, but I didn't come up with a reason, so I put it in the corner.

If it weren't for this situation, I guess I would have forgotten that I still have these two treasures in my bag. ”

At first, snatching it from Ji Wu's hands, Yang Feng studied it with the remnant immortal for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that these two treasures needed people with profound Buddhism to drive.

Among the people Yang Feng knew, only Li Xiangdong was the only one, and when Ji Ji snatched these two treasures with both hands, he naturally also had Li Xiangdong's credit.

Yang Feng originally planned to find an opportunity to give this treasure to Li Xiangdong, so as to make a good fate.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.

Later, Yang Feng encountered a series of things and couldn't get out, and it was a shame that Yang Feng didn't give away these two treasures.

Otherwise, what Yang Feng and the others are facing now is likely to be a different situation.

It is even very likely that if you can't even enter the world inside this coffin, you will have lost your life at the hands of the bloody skeleton.

Outside the coffin.

After Yang Feng and Tiger Roar jumped into the world of the coffin, without the suppression of the Buddha beads, the blood skeleton began to frantically absorb the heroic spirits from all directions.

With the Blood Demon Bead there, even if he is just a skeleton, he may not have the opportunity to reunite his soul and revive his consciousness.

"Boss, this blood skeleton is absorbing the soul, according to the speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before the soul can be condensed, and then the memory of his life will be revived, I'm afraid it's ......"

Dao Qi was in a hidden place outside the cemetery, and sensed what was happening in the cemetery by summoning sword intent.

Blood Skeleton, the frenzied act of absorbing souls naturally couldn't escape his perception, so he frowned and said to Dao Yi who closed his eyes and recuperated on the side.

"Old Seven, reunite the soul and revive the consciousness, it's so simple, this blood demon bead certainly has a miraculous effect against the sky, but this skeleton, I'm afraid it has been dead for more than a hundred years, and I want to reunite the soul in a short period of time by absorbing the soul.

Unless there is a miracle medicine to restore the soul, I am afraid that the remnant soul of this area will be absorbed, and I will not want to reunite the soul. ”

Daoyi, after hearing Daoqi's concern, suddenly opened his eyes, and then a contemptuous smile rose at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes again, and told Daoqi the specific truth.

"Boss, that Yang Feng and the tiger demon have been in the coffin for a day, if as expected, there should be another mystery in this coffin, otherwise this coffin is two feet high, seven feet long and wide,

How could they have spent a day inside, perhaps they had already found the sword trick by this time. ”

From beginning to end, Daoba's heart was on the sect's Zhenzong sword technique, which was his greatest reliance on the world in the future.

"Haha! Old Ba, look at you, you are in a hurry, this cemetery is just this one exit, and there are our eight brothers here, then Yang Feng wants to slip away from under our noses quietly, unless he has a cultivation far beyond ours,

Otherwise, once you get out of here, there is no chance of survival. ”

The others were all laughing at Daoba, too anxious.

And just when everything was going on in the secret realm, the ancient sword temple outside the secret realm.

"Lord Sword Spirit, did you say those two boys died in the secret realm?"

The old man with a thin face asked in a low voice to the sword spirit who was not far away and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Dead? The sword intent spar I gave them can sense their breath of life at all times, and now the breath of life emitted by Yang Feng's sword intent spar is extremely strong,

As for the other one, the breath of life is a little weak, but it proves that the two of them are still alive and well, but you, think so much that they died in the secret realm,

When the time comes, you will go to the secret realm to get the sword trick for this seat? ”

Sword Spirit, speaking of the back, there was a hint of anger in his tone.

The frightened old man quickly knelt on the ground and bowed his eyebrows.

"The old slave doesn't dare!"

"Huh! Stand down, don't bother me if you're fine. ”

After saying that, the figure of the sword spirit disappeared into the depths of the ancient sword temple.

Inside the coffin, the stalemate was interrupted by a long whistle from Kenyi.

"Uhh

"Uhh

……

At this time, within Jian Yi's sea of knowledge, the consciousness of the powerhouse of the Blood Demon Clan, who originally dominated his body, was actually collapsing like starlight.

The soul of Jian Yi, who was imprisoned in the depths of the sea of knowledge, also broke the cage and the king returned.

The strong man of the blood demon clan, his eyes scattered as if he saw something incredible, and he couldn't say anything to himself for a long time.

"Whew! Sister Chan, Jian Yi will definitely allow you to embark on the path of cultivation again, even if you do everything for this, Jian Yi will not hesitate to do so. ”

After regaining the initiative of his body, Jian Yi looked not far away, silently guarding his Jian Yi, his nose was sore, and he almost cried.

An arrow came to Yang Feng's side, patted Yang Feng's shoulder and said, "Yang Feng, thank you, let's face the rest together." ”

The two of them were back to back, looking at the approaching Heroic Spirits around them.

"Tiger Roar, let's cover you and kill it together."

Hearing Jian Yi's words, Yang Feng glanced at it, and said to the tiger roar who was far away from him.

"Huh! Good. ”

It's rare that Tiger Roar didn't raise the bar with Yang Feng.

"Jianyi, let's fight side by side and kill him together."

As he spoke, Yang Feng handed the rosary on his left wrist to Jian Yi, while he himself held the ring sword in his left hand and the spirit sword in his right hand.

The consummate destruction sword intent on his body suddenly surged, and a breath of shattering the universe, collapsing order, and destroying the world swept across the entire cemetery.

"What is this?"

Jian Yi took the Buddha beads handed by Yang Feng and asked suspiciously.

"With this rosary in hand, these ghosts will not be able to get close to you, and the rich ghost aura will not be able to invade your sea of consciousness."

After speaking, Yang Feng took the sword one step ahead and rushed into the battlefield where the hundred ghosts traveled at night and the Yin soldiers borrowed the way.

A killing feast is officially staged.

"Whoever takes away the sword, you will bear the wrath of the heroic spirits."

"Kill him and find the Blood Demon Orb."

"The dead soul will eventually be reunited, and the decaying body will be reshaped."

……

Tiger Roar saw the timing and kept up with the pace of the two.

Who would have thought? The two little ghosts are actually here to fight against the strong man who once had a great reputation in his lifetime.

As a result of the powerful aura, the space inside the entire coffin was unstable and collapsed.

Originally, Yang Feng and Jian Yi, with their cultivation at the moment, would never be able to match this dead undead.

The reason for all this is in the sword technique and the two Buddhist treasures.

The treasure of Buddhism, needless to say, is the nemesis of all evils.

And the Zhenzong Sword Technique of the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", was sealed as early as after Aotian had no trace, and on its seal, a "Hongmeng Purple Qi" was born.

It was also that in the process of everyone competing for the sword technique, Yang Feng forcibly resisted the seal of the sword technique, and inadvertently touched the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" on the sword technique.

And Jian Yi was under the control of the strong man of the Blood Demon Clan before, and his body had also touched the sword technique, so he naturally received the blessing of Hongmeng purple qi on the sword technique.

In this way, the two rookies on the path of cultivation can have such a fierce and invincible momentum.

The tiger roaring behind the two of them, looking at the mighty and extremely brave, killing these many strong people who had peerless cultivation in their lives was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

I can't help but reveal an infinite emotion of "the front river and the back waves push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach".

"Hee-hee! If I can swallow that wisp of Hongmeng purple qi, I can also leave a lot of my penance. ”

The pterodactyl beast, I don't know when, flew to the shoulder of the tiger roar, muttered quietly, a pair of eyes, but kept spinning on Yang Feng's body.

To be precise, it should be spinning on the sword technique on Yang Feng's body.

"Pterodactyl, what did you say?" Hongmeng Purple Qi', the 'Hongmeng Purple Qi' that can sanctify people? ”

At this moment, the tiger roared and thought of all thoughts, just when there was no greed in his heart.

But he stopped, thinking of the soul contract signed with Yang Feng, and his heart was full of mixed feelings for a while.

"Saint" was also his lifelong pursuit, but he tried everything he could, but in the end, he was still so far behind.

And the line of difference is the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" on the sword trick in Yang Feng's hand.

"What? Once you couldn't set foot in the realm, in this life, I will take you to tread. ”

Just when the tiger roared, forcibly suppressing all kinds of desires in his heart, and endless melancholy surged in his heart, he heard such a fluttering sentence from the pterodactyl beast on his shoulder.