|151Kanshu.com text|.| The soul that I usually can't see actually floats up from the body of the dead Immortal Worship Sect disciple, and they are all attracted by the Soul Breaking Disk.

But how could Wang Yuan let these disciples of the Immortal Worship Sect die peacefully like this, maybe one of these people was the one who brought Zhou Dalai to the Immortal Worship Sect.

I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

The demon clone took out a banner in his hand, and the ghost face of the soul killing banner came out of the flag, turning into a ghost-faced giant mouth, and sucked the soul that appeared into it like crazy.

The Immortal Worshippers are like hell on earth at this time, with ugly voices, choking sounds, crying voices, angry voices, everything.

It was at this moment that Gong Hongchang broke away from the battle of minds, his face turned pale, but he was not seriously hurt, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a picture that made him almost vomit blood.

And the demon clone Wang Yuan laughed miserably, feeling the palm wind approaching his head, and muttered to himself: "Uncle Zhou, your revenge is still half of the way to revenge, but I have tried my best.

Wang Yuan's face showed a determination to die, his teeth burst, he laughed wildly, his demonic energy flew up, bursts of white light appeared on the surface of his body, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated, and he struck the strongest blow he had ever struck in his cultivation.

Gong Hongchang slapped three points into three giant palms, slapped the top of Wang Yuan's head, and Wang Yuan's right fist blasted out, with a strong physical strength, three punches in a row, each punch, the demon baby spit out a mouthful of essence blood and turned into endless power, his face was not pale and ashes, but began to dry up.

"Boom ......"

Space-time collapsed, forming a large-scale collapse, a powerful suction force came out of those cracks, and countless fragments of the main hall were sucked in by the space-time cracks.

But this crack appeared quickly, healed faster, a strong wind swept by, the deity smiled miserably, no matter how strong the demon clone was, it was no match for Gong Hongchang, and the body instantly turned into nothing.

Wang Yuan's gaze turned cold, he coldly swept away the remnants of the Immortal Worship Sect, and the white-clothed scholar and Chen Lao had already opened two roads.The white-clothed scholar rushed towards the deity.Chen Lao walked towards the demon clone.

In their opinion, three Wang Yuan appeared in an instant, and it must be a spell of an external incarnation, which is far from the strength of the deity.

The deity that had exhausted his aura also began to overdraw his vitality, and his face instantly dried up. Wang Yuan deity pinched the trick again, and a giant sword that was more powerful than ever before descended from the sky and slashed at the remaining disciples of the Immortal Worship Sect.

Flesh and blood flew sideways, severed limbs and ruins were annihilated, and the fierce aura suddenly dispersed, and countless dense terrifying sounds shook the sky all around.

"Snort." The white-clothed scholar's jade flute was inserted into Wang Yuan's chest, but under Wang Yuan's best efforts, it was not directly inserted into the heart, or the white-clothed scholar wanted to torture Wang Yuan to death.

The demon clone watched the body of the deity fall to the ground, he gritted his teeth, leaving a life for himself was the best policy, therefore, the demon clone burst out with a brilliant sun qi all over his body, like a little sun put away all the magic weapons, and the figure immediately unfolded, but at the moment of escape, Gong Hongchang appeared in front of him coldly.

"Boom."

Wang Yuan's face was covered with blood, his head was dizzy, and his ears were roaring, but he trembled and stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes that were covered by blood.

"Spare your life, let your deeds inform the world of the right path, if you want to become a demon cultivator, you have to pay the price." Gong Hongchang said coldly, he was almost killed, he can have the courage not to kill Wang Yuan, it seems that he is quite scheming.

"Hahahaha." Wang Yuan's only remaining demon clone looked up to the sky and smiled.There is no way to retreat.It is better to fight to the death.

The power of "Heaven and Earth Supreme Gong" has been raised to the extreme, and the scorching sun and the qi emit monstrous flames.

"Whoosh."

Wang Yuan's body immediately flew down, but a fairy sword slashed behind his back, Gong Hongchang followed Wang Yuan coldly, and the fairy sword in his hand slashed down on Wang Yuan's back, leaving a long blood mark.

The pain behind his back was like a fire.The painful Wang Yuan bared his teeth and grinned.Even the Gang Qi couldn't stop Gong Hongchang's ordinary sword.This pain turned into a momentum.Wang Yuan wanted to take advantage of the time he was awake to merge with the three-way body.Maybe there would be a turnaround.But it was just a struggle when he was close to death.

"Poof." Another sword.Wang Yuan fell to the ground.Although the way he landed on the ground was different.But he still waved his hand and incorporated the deity into his body.

The white-clothed scholar and Chen Lao rushed from both sides, one left and one right, and Gong Hongchang looked at Wang Yuan coldly.

The rest of the surviving disciples also glared at Wang Yuan, eager to step forward and slash at Wang Yuan, sprinkle salt again, make him miserable, and use the magic trick to prevent this demon from fainting.

Wang Yuan almost got up from the ground, his expression was grim, but there was a sense of destruction from the Yuan Shen and Yuan Ying, telling him that time was running out.

The connection with the demon clone is still there, but there is a dead silence on the other side, only the Yuan Infant and the Yuan Shen are left in the demon clone, and the physical body is destroyed. Even the Yuan Infant closes his eyes tightly.

"Hmph, do you think that my Immortal Worship Sect only has these disciples?" Gong Hongchang sneered disdainfully. Before I can conclude your relationship with the Yuqing Sect, I will send the outstanding disciples of the Immortal Worship Sect to a safe place.

Wang Yuan's stumbling steps stopped, his whole body trembled, he gritted his teeth secretly, the scorching sun was burning, but the momentum was getting weaker and weaker, and after hearing Gong Hongchang's words, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

"What an immortal worshipper...... No matter how much I calculate, it's still not as strong as a third-class sect." Wang Yuan took a step, and it took dozens of breaths to find the location where the demon clone fell, and lowered his body, fusing the demon baby and the primordial spirit in his body, but that power did not breed, and some were just a breath of death.

But at this time, a trace of determination flashed in Wang Yuan's eyes, and after pressing his hand on a stone, he turned around suddenly, looked at Gong Hongchang and the three of them fiercely, and roared: "I want Wang to die, how can I let you succeed."

As he spoke, his palm stretched out, his eyes flashed with astonishing madness.

"Well, you want to kill yourself in front of me, how can I let you succeed." Gong Hongchang laughed disdainfully, appeared in front of Wang Yuan at a very fast speed, and knocked Wang Yuan away with a wave of his sleeves at will, and fell to the ground fiercely.

But no one would care about the stone that Wang Yuan had just caught, and the stone was waiting to be revived with Wang Yuan's earth-shattering anger.

The white-clothed scholar slowly walked towards Wang Yuan, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a sneer.

"Snort." The jade flute penetrated through the palm of Wang Yuan's left hand and plunged deep into the ground.

"Puff puff." As the voice sounded, Wang Yuan's limbs were pinned to the ground, and the blood instantly stained the ground red.

In Wang Yuan's godless pupils, Gong Hongchang's figure was imprinted into the pupils, and Wang Yuan was about to pass away from a deep slumber when he heard Gong Hongchang's voice. That mortal is still alive, and it's in the sect......"

Wang Yuan couldn't hear the following words, and the color in his eyes finally disappeared.

At this moment, the whole air was sprinkled with a pure and peaceful atmosphere, as if there were countless Sanskrit sounds singing in the air, and suddenly, Shenhua Wandao, brilliant as a rainbow, the clouds in the sky suddenly stopped flowing, and in an instant, they began to roll in groups.

This Buddha has his eyes gently closed, his knees crossed, his hands sealed, and his expression serene, but it is not as majestic as the Buddha statues in mortal temples, but with a sense of gentleness, intimacy, and familiarity.

The bell is boiling, the sound is loud, it seems to come from the sky, at first, I only think it is an illusion, but the sound of the Buddha gradually becomes louder, it lingers, it shocks people's minds, and the light of the Buddha shines on the earth, even the sun is eclipsed.

Peaceful and tranquil, such as bathing in the spring breeze, the auspicious cloud Buddha is solemn, vast, subtle, mysterious, mysterious.

"My Buddha is merciful, donors, can you give this son to my Buddha, my Buddha will use the Dharma to make him turn back to the shore, abandon the darkness and follow the light, and abandon the demons and follow the way."

Gong Hongchang looked at the auspicious cloud Buddha and actually spoke out his words, and his heart was shocked. This kind of heaven and earth law can already be described as transcendent from the world, and there must be a reason why the Buddha cultivator is unwilling to come in his true body.

As soon as the sound of the Buddha came out, Gong Hongchang and the three of them looked at each other, and they all had the idea of immediately turning into a big Buddha.

"Since the master has spoken, I will hand over this demon to you, and I can influence this demon with the master's Buddhist law." Gong Hongchang nodded and replied.

Buddhism is not related to the three realms of immortals and demons, but no one will forget the prosperity of Buddhism in ancient times.

"The donor has a good heart, my Buddha blesses, the poor monk is enlightened, and he will not forget the trust of the people." The sound of the Buddha is faint, the hands of the auspicious cloud Buddha change from the "wisdom seal" to the fold, after bowing to Gong Hongchang, a cloud of auspicious clouds floated down, and then, Wang Yuan's body disappeared in an instant with the auspicious clouds.

The auspicious clouds dissipated, and after Gong Hongchang glanced at the white-clothed scholar and Chen Lao, his eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't talk to anyone about this matter, there will be no demon in the future."

The white-clothed scholar and Chen Lao just broke away from the shock of the auspicious clouds, and then nodded Mu Ran's promise.

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