"Haha...... Hahahaha...... "Xie Baiting looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter was thunderous, and the whole palace trembled.

The guards were suddenly nervous, and the palace maids, eunuchs, concubines, and queen mothers who were sleeping were all awakened.

Song Yunge glared at him coldly.

I really underestimated this soul outside the sky, after such a heavy setback, it can recover in an instant.

It's incredible.

Seeing Xie Baiting rejuvenated and recovering as before, it was really desperate and frustrating.

It seems that no matter how desperately he hits, it is not worth mentioning to him, just like an ant shaking a tree, in vain.

"Amitabha!"

The nine eminent monks proclaimed the Buddha's name, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, sat cross-legged again, and lowered their eyes.

"Bangbang Bangbang ......" wooden fish beats according to a unique rhythm, and then the chanting sound follows, and the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting sound are integrated, forming a unique force that infects people's hearts.

The golden sword spun, emitting sword aura and piercing into the orb.

This time it didn't work.

The bead rotates at high speed, not only dissolving the rotation of the golden sword, but also dissolving the sword qi, but absorbing the sword qi to strengthen itself.

The chanting of the nine eminent monks and knocking on the wooden fish not only did not damage the bead, but nourished and repaired it.

Seeing this, Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Masters, stop!"

The nine monks ignored it, and continued to lower their eyes, chanting while knocking on the wooden fish, peaceful and quiet.

"Hahahaha......" Xie Baiting couldn't stop laughing.

The nine strings of Buddhist beads around his neck swayed with laughter.

Song Yunge frowned and glanced at Xie Ziying.

Xie Ziying helped him, biting her red lip and shaking her head gently, signaling that she couldn't make the nine high monks stop.

Except for the words of the father, the words of others did not matter to the nine eminent monks, and they did not hear them.

This is called concentration, and it is also the cultivation of the mind.

Song Yunge shook his head, suddenly his hands were sealed, and his tongue burst into a spring thunder: "Duh!"

The nine eminent monks came to an abrupt end.

Their hands on the wooden fish stopped in mid-air, and they didn't knock down for a long time, and their expressions were dazed.

Xie Baiting, who had been sitting on the ground and laughing wildly on the ground, also stopped and looked at Song Yunge blankly.

Song Yunge said slowly: "Monks, you don't have to work in vain, let me come!"

He motioned to Xie Ziying, Xie Ziying looked at him fixedly, saw him with a firm expression, nodded at himself, and could only help Song Yunge to come to Xie Baiting, blocking between the nine great monks and Xie Baiting.

Song Yunge looked down at Xie Baiting.

Xie Baiting recovered at this time, withdrew his hand that was patting the white jade floor, and said coldly: "Gu Xian, who are you?"

Song Yunge smiled: "Who does the second prince think I am?"

"You are definitely not Gu Xian, Gu Xian doesn't have such ability!" Xie Baiting said coldly, looking at Xie Ziying: "Sixth sister, where is your cleverness? Can't you see that this is an impostor?"

Song Yunge smiled and said: "Second Prince, thanks to the blessing of the princess, I have obtained a secret book and has achieved cultivation, so I can block the soul attack of the second prince!"

Xie Ziying looked at him thoughtfully.

She guessed that it should be the secret of the martial arts hall.

The secret of the martial arts hall is profound and mysterious, and this book leads directly to the realm of the sword god.

But the so-called scarcity is precious, no matter how many precious secrets she wants, she can only pick up a mental method to practice, and the rest of the miraculous skills can't be practiced too much, otherwise the spirit will be scattered, and it will be even more difficult to succeed.

Most of the secrets in the martial arts hall don't know how to cultivate at all, so she doesn't bother to look at them.

It is not surprising that there is this kind of martial arts involving the soul, it should have been seen by Gu Xian, and Gu Xian had talent in this area, so he practiced it.

Song Yunge said: "I didn't expect the spirit obtained by the second prince to be so wonderful, it can't be extinguished!"

"Gu Xian, I forgot to tell you that my soul is indeed immortal, just like Sky City!" Xie Baiting laughed and said: "And the more frustrated it is, the more courageous it becomes, every time I die, it becomes stronger!"

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "There is no immortal and immortal thing!"

"Gu Xian!" Xie Baiting said coldly: "Now let go of me, I can spare your life!"

He was bound and unable to move, and he had just flown up several times, and now his hands and feet were extremely uncomfortable when he landed, as if he had been tortured.

He tried to hold on and show indifference, but the pain was unbearable.

The rope on this body is strange and tenacious, and it is useless to struggle no matter how hard you struggle, and the harder you struggle, the tighter you strangle.

Now the strings had been cut into the flesh, and the pain was unbearable.

What's even more hateful is that it seems to have also restrained its meridians and vitality, and it can't even circulate its vitality.

The discomfort caused by the improper posture, combined with the pain caused by the rope, made his face ugly.

Song Yunge shook his head: "It's impossible to loosen the dragon rope, the second prince is still dead!"

"Second Emperor Brother, don't struggle anymore, the more you struggle, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Xie Ziying persuaded.

"Very good, then kill these bald donkeys first!" Xie Baiting gritted his teeth, and the bead at the center of his eyebrows turned in a circle and shot at one of the old monks.

"Amitabha!"

The nine eminent monks proclaimed the Buddha's name again, lowered their eyes and began to knock on the wooden fish, and muttered scriptures in their mouths.

Song Yunge condensed the Taiyin Divine Needle again, and several Taiyin Divine Needles pierced into the bead, causing it to be deflected.

It swirled in the air, dodging the Taiyin Divine Needle and shooting at the nine old monks, having to destroy them first.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk at the head had a solemn face and took out a yellow bead from his arms.

This bead is round and square, irregular in shape, exuding a soft yellow light, and the god of meditation is calm.

"The younger generations are not good, only to invite the ancestor Dharma bones!" the old monk raised his hands high, bowed his head and muttered.

He threw the yellow bead up and into the air.

Song Yunge raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "This is a relic, right?"

"Exactly!" the old monk nodded bitterly, and knocked on the wooden fish again.

The relics disappeared, turned into a yellow light, and were about to fall on the golden sword.

At this time, Song Yunge's inspiration moved, his eyes suddenly froze, and the soul dementorship was activated.

Suddenly, the yellow light fell on the center of his eyebrows, and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune had merged with the Soul Dementorship.

The yellow light was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune, and at the same time, the No Life Sutra was activated, and the two grinded together, extracting the memories in the relics.

Suddenly, one after another Buddhism mental methods and mantras appeared in their minds, and at the same time, they also knew that the method they used was the Yellow Dragon Demon Sword.

"You ......," the nine monks all looked up at him.

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "Masters, it's ugly!"

"Haha...... Hahahaha......" Xie Baiting laughed and said, "Gu Xian, you are really greedy enough, you actually took away the relics!"

Song Yunge sneered and began to chant.

Suddenly, one after another golden talismans fell on the golden sword that was spinning at high speed in the bead.

The golden sword's light suddenly flourished, and then it increased by a section, and its speed increased, exceeding the speed of the orb.

Xie Baiting's face changed slightly.

"Amitabha!" Seeing this, the nine high monks were no longer entangled, and lowered their heads and began to knock on the wooden fish and chant.

"Ah——!" Xie Baiting roared, and the bead turned to Xie Ziying.

Song Yunge didn't use the Taiyin Divine Needle this time, the golden sword suddenly flourished, and the bead suddenly burst into dazzling light.

This time, even Xie Ziying, who couldn't see this situation, felt that her eyes were bright, like a sun falling, and she couldn't look at it directly.

"This time it's up to you to see if you die!" Song Yunge manipulated the Yellow Dragon Demon Sword to stir up the bead fragments.