There was a sudden earth-shattering change in front of Jingci Temple!

Dozens or hundreds of figures rushed towards the body of Abbot Yuanjue from all directions, the demonic aura was soaring, the Dao light was practiced horizontally, and the scene was extremely chaotic!

A group of ordinary people present had never seen such a dreamlike scene, one after another figures were like fairies in the air, and there were dragons and phoenixes intertwined above their heads, just like a myth, such a scene suddenly caused a panic, and many people got up one after another, screaming and shouting to flee from this place.

Not far away, a black-faced Taoist man held the dust in his hand, as if he was blocked by the people in front of him, frowned, and waved the dust in his hand, and a burst of gray-yellow air appeared out of thin air, rolling all the people in front of him into the air, and falling to the ground like dumplings, regardless of their lives or deaths.

The bearded man snorted, and a blood-red demon shadow broke out of his body, setting off a gust of yin wind wherever he passed, but anyone who was touched by the demon shadow suddenly turned into a dried corpse, and the essence in his body was absorbed, and more than 100 people lost their lives in a short time, but the demon shadow became more and more condensed and strong.

Qiao Chen'an never expected such an earth-shattering change to appear in this puja, his eyes swept around at random, and there were dozens of figures in his field of vision, all of them with spiritual breath on their bodies, obviously the same cultivators as him.

Many of them had hideous faces, their bodies overflowed like thick smoke, and black smoke drifted in the sky, all of them were demons who had achieved cultivation, and they didn't know how to restrain their demonic qi before, and it didn't break out until this time.

He thought that he had achieved success in his cultivation, so he was not so flustered, and when he thought about it, he found that these people were all heading for the body of Abbot Yuanjue, as if there was something terrible about the latter.

At this time, he suddenly felt someone tugging at his sleeve, and turned his head to look, but it was Zheng Yuan, a scholar who was studying in the same class, who was staring at him anxiously, and said eagerly: "Brother Qiao, I don't know where these many ghosts came from, I'd better leave quickly!"

Qiao Chenan said: "Thank you Brother Zheng for your kindness, you take the first step, and I will leave later!"

Seeing this, Zheng Yuan didn't say much, said take care, and left in a hurry with a few people.

Qiao Chenan looked forward, but suddenly saw the Yuezhou scholar, Zhang Mingcheng was running out in a panic, but he happened to bump into a demon man who was two meters tall, as thin as a bamboo pole, but gave birth to a pair of gray pointed ears.

After devouring these dozen people, the demon man didn't seem to be very satisfied, and as soon as his eyes turned, his eyes fell on a group of people not far away, and he opened his mouth again and sucked in, including Zhang Mingcheng, seven or eight people, none of them were spared.

"What is it that deserves these people to be here?"

He whispered to himself, and suddenly felt a heat in his arms, as if there was something more, and the next moment, he heard Huangfu Xuan, who was sleeping in his clothes, complaining: "Brother Qiao, something, it's me." ”

A fox paw dug through his shirt and pulled out a golden ball about half the size of a fist, radiant with a holy aura that spread out from it.

Qiao Chen'an's face changed greatly after just one glance, and he pressed it into his arms, subconsciously looking at the corpse of Yuanjue not far away, and countless thoughts popped up in his heart for a while.

Suddenly feeling a gust of wind in the back of his head, Qiao Chenan subconsciously jumped forward to avoid the blow, and looked back, but saw four men with demonic spirits staring at him with blazing eyes, their eyes were full of greed, and before he could make a move, one of them rushed towards him first, and a cyan streamer appeared in his hand, hitting his chest.

Qiao Chen'an's face remained unchanged, his palm turned over, and the broken small sword appeared in his hand, when he first slashed down in front of him, the spiritual power sprayed, the person couldn't react, and was directly split in two from the door of the head, his body was cut in half, blood sprayed wildly, and the original form appeared in an instant, it was actually a gray dog.

The other three demons changed color, but they didn't expect the people in front of them to know Taoism, they glanced at each other, a touch of cunning flashed in their eyes, and they were divided into three directions to rush towards him, a dark blue long whip appeared in the hand of a demon on the left, tearing the air, and when the head was drawn towards him, the front demon was a one-handed fist, Zhang Da several times, covered with black long hair, the demon qi was surging, smashing into his chest, and a black air flow roared out of the mouth of a demon on the right, hitting his neck.

The golden light suddenly appeared on Qiao Chen'an's left side, and disappeared in a flash, followed by a bloody light, one of the monster's heads was broken by the neck, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Qiao Chenan bowed slightly, formed a fist with his right hand, and blasted forward, and the monster opposite showed a touch of sarcasm on his face when he saw this, a qi refiner was just a qi refiner, and he actually dared to compete with their demon clan for the strength of his body, it was simply looking for death.

However, the next moment, his face showed a painful look, and his thick arm burst out with a puff of blood mist, making a crisp bone cracking sound, ignoring the horror in his heart, he just wanted to withdraw and retreat, but saw a fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

The last monster saw that his two companions had become the souls of each other's subordinates in the blink of an eye, and his heart was terrified, but when he saw the empty door on Qiao Chen'an's side, he was overjoyed, and he swung several demonic powers one after another.

Qiao Chen'an shook his hand to shake away the blood stains on his arm, as if he didn't know that he was in danger, a white shadow suddenly flashed in his arms, a white fox fell on his shoulder, opened his mouth, and spit out a bright white streamer, destroying the oncoming demon power like a withering and decaying force, and the castration was not exhausted, and it hit the monster's chest, the latter suddenly howled miserably, flew out upside down, and shattered his sternum.

Within a moment, the three demon life qi were all gone, and they turned into their original forms one after another, respectively, the lynx, the wild wolf, and the grizzly bear became essences.

Qiao Chenan glanced at the white fox on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Good job!"

The white fox suddenly stood up, his hind limbs stood up, his two front paws were hugged in front of him like a human, and the fox had a lonely look on his face, and said very stinky: "Ah Xuan is here, who is fighting?"

Qiao Chen'an was stunned, shook his head slightly, but a solemn look appeared on his face, and his eyes once again fell on Yuan Jue in the center of the law field, only to see that the latter had more and more streamers, and in the end, they were almost connected and became a sea of light.

A gust of cold wind whistled, and a layer of pale flames ignited on the body of the abbot of Yuanjue, and the fire was very vigorous, and in an instant, the clothes and flesh on his body were burned out, and finally only a golden and slightly wrinkled humanoid body was left.

"This is the Golden Body?"

Qiao Chen'an suddenly flashed such a thought in his mind, it is rumored that after the death of a Buddhist monk who has achieved cultivation, he will leave a golden body and relics, and what he sees in front of him is afraid that the rumored golden body, in addition, there should be a relic.

Touching the thing in his arms, Qiao Chen'an's face changed slightly, no wonder he always felt that Abbot Yuanjue seemed to look at himself intentionally or unintentionally before he died, it is estimated that he had already expected this change, even if there were monks guarding it, the relics would be taken away sooner or later, but he didn't expect to steal his secret hand and quietly transfer the relics to himself!