The soul vulture was full of astonishment, the corpse withered and stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "What a powerful golden body, it is really worth this trip, and you must be refined into the best soul corpse." ”

He said, pulling out a pair of claw-like jet-black magic weapons from his storage bag and throwing them at Master Jinguang. As soon as they took off their hands, the pair of claws immediately turned into a long man, and they grabbed the golden light master fiercely.

"Go!"

The soul vulture was stunned, and the three blood dragon thorns released an inch-long red glow, and immediately stabbed at the Golden Light Master again.

The Resentful Soul Banner in his hand emitted several streams of black gas, and in the blink of an eye, it surrounded the Golden Light Master.

Master Jinguang was not afraid, he shouted, the robe was windless, he sacrificed the golden bowl in the air, the golden light shone, and the pair of claws fought, and then he opened and closed his fists and feet, with a golden body to protect the body, and the blessing of Buddhism, every move has great power.

With a bang, he shot out a golden handprint the size of half a zhang, directly piercing the black qi around him.

It's just that this black gas does not disperse, and a big hole was punched here, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled by the soul vulture manipulating the resentful soul flag.

The blood dragon thorn stabbed from the darkness, and the golden light master reached out and punched, and the fist bloomed with golden light, knocking the blood dragon thorn into the air.

"I am a Buddha, but there are times when I am angry. ”

The Buddha's pearl brilliance flows, and the Sanskrit sound bursts, so that the souls of the dead can return to the underworld.

Master Jinguang showed his might, and the two of them joined forces, and they were not pleaseable to him for a while.

The Yin Crow watched carefully from the side, and when the battle was at its most intense, he suddenly made a move with both hands, and two black qi came out of his hands, burrowed into the ground, and disappeared.

I saw that below Master Jinguang, two white bone hands suddenly appeared on the ground, and those two white bone hands were born from the ground, stretched out into the air, and stretched out several feet of arms.

Sen Sen's white bones, sharp fingertips directly against his ankles, a trace of red gas spread along the junction of fingertips and ankles.

Master Jinguang felt the tingling sensation at the moment when his ankle needle was inserted into his flesh, he lowered his head and looked at the white bone hand that was grabbing his ankle.

"A little trick, too, to sell ······" Before he finished the word "get", he suddenly shook his whole body, and he only felt that there was a tingling sensation from the place where his ankle was scratched, and he only felt that he had lost sensation in his ankle.

When he looked closely, he saw that there were two small holes the size of a needle at the ankle, and a faint trace of blood flowed out of the holes.

The tingling sensation immediately traveled all over his body, his eyes were dark, the mana around his body was not working smoothly, and the golden bowl in front of him was shaky.

Yin Crow flew to the side of the two and sneered: "You can't do it, you haven't taken this monk for so long." ”

He had been on the side to prevent someone from sneaking up on him, but he had swept his mind over and over again, and he had never found any trace of anyone, and he was quite confident in himself, since he hadn't found it, there must be no one around. Seeing that the two of them had not taken each other down for a long time, he took advantage of the fact that the Golden Light Master had no time to distract himself, and the blow worked.

Master Jinguang was shocked and angry, and the white bone was not known how it was refined, but it could penetrate his golden body and pour poison into his body.

He felt that the tingling sensation was getting closer and closer to his upper body, he calmed his mind, used his mana to suppress the spread of the toxin, and at the same time took out a bottle of poison removal pill, swallowed a few pills, and only then did he gasp and say, "You use poison!"

Yin Crow said proudly: "Monk, how does my white bone hand taste?"

He stretched out his hand to his chest, and a white bone glove was on his hand, and there seemed to be blood on the white bones, and there was a bone spur as thick as an embroidery needle on his fingertips.

Yin Crow said again: "Monk, I have to say that you are in good physical health, my white bone hand has broken a lot of magic weapons, I broke the face with a point, and it took a lot of effort to break through your defense." ”

He said and smiled at the corpse, the stronger the Golden Light Master's physical body, the more they liked it.

At this time, Master Jinguang had become a turtle in an urn, and the corpse withered and collected the magic weapon, and took a step forward and said, "Master, I invite you to meet someone." ”

After he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves, and a cold aura came out from behind him, and then a burly figure walked out of the darkness, and when he got closer, by the light of the fire, Master Jinguang saw the appearance of the person through the black gas, he was shocked and blurted out: "Red Striped Daoist!"

The black-haired man, revealing the lineup, was actually a red-striped real person who had broken the life card in his eyes and died.

Red Tattoo is a little taller, only his face, although it has changed a lot, but from the facial features still let Master Jinguang recognize the identity, Red Tattoo real voice is as gloomy as hell, and said to Master Jinguang mechanically: "Master has not seen you for a long time." ”

Master Jinguang sighed: "It's been a long time, but I didn't expect to see you again, and you are no longer the original red-veined Taoist friend." ”

He could see at a glance that the red real person was not a living person, but a bit like a unique soul corpse in the legendary Yin Yang Soul Corpse Sect.

The corpse withered and said: "Master, you see, your friend has joined this sect and has been reborn, so he no longer has to suffer from reincarnation, what are you waiting for?"

"Becoming like this is not a ghost or a ghost, and the poor monk still doesn't have to. ”

Master Jinguang flatly refused.

The corpse was not surprised, and with a slight thought in his heart, the red real person received the order and drew his sword and slashed at the Golden Light Master.

Master Jinguang sighed in his heart, and the golden bowl was sacrificed, serving as an offensive magic weapon to fight with the flying sword of the red real person.

The flying sword turned into three and staggered, one attacking the golden bowl and two turning towards the Golden Light Master.

Master Jinguang only had one golden bowl to use at this time, but the heart lamp and Buddha beads could not resist the power of the flying sword, and he shot a palm print in the sky, rivaling the two flying swords.

Although he has many palm prints, they are not as fast as the flying sword, the flying sword is staggered and horizontal, the sword qi is flying, shattering the Dao Dao palm print, and cutting the Dao Dao white seal on his golden body.

After a few days, the strength of the red real person has increased greatly, the power of the flying sword has increased, and his golden body is faintly unable to resist the enemy.

This golden bowl is the treasure of Master Jinguang's talisman, although the attack and defense are integrated, but only in terms of power, compared with the flying sword of the red real person, it is a few points inferior, and he is poisoned, half of the mana is used to suppress the spread of the toxin, only the remaining half can still be used, and the strength of the red real person is greatly increased, and under the advantages of one another, he is gradually not the opponent of the red real person.

His mace was so powerful that if it could still be used, it wouldn't be so passive, but it was damaged in the first two battles, but it couldn't be used again.

"Red Striped Daoist, offended!" Master Jin Guang said in his heart, then held the Buddha bead, wrapped it around the palm of his hand a few times, and then hit it out, and in an instant, a huge, square swastika, knocked the two flying swords in front of him, and then slapped fiercely in the direction of the red striped real person.

The red vein real person did not dodge or dodge, and used his body to take the blow of the Golden Light Master, only to hear a loud noise, the black qi on his body was shaken, his robe was shattered, and his chest was slightly concave.

Corpse Ku looked at this scene, his face was dissatisfied, and said, "It seems that our refining is not in place, and the strength of the body is still a little worse." ”

"Well, it's a little bit worse, his physical strength is not high, and he can only improve it to this extent," Yin Crow said in a voice on the side, "With this monk's body, if you refine it a little, it is an excellent weapon." ”

As the two of them spoke, the Jinguang Master in the arena turned pale and stared at the Chiwen Zhenren, with the power of his blow, it was enough to break the mountain stone and hit the Chiwen Zhenren, but it was only a slight injury.

He was shocked, the black qi on the red striped real person gathered, and after a while, when he looked at it again, the chest actually returned to its original state.

It's amazing.

The soul vulture looked up and smiled, and said, "Bald donkey, if there are any other means, just try it!"

Master Jinguang clasped his hands together, he struggled with both hands, only to hear a crisp sound, the string of jasper Buddha beads had been pinched off for him, more than a dozen crystal clear floating in the air, dripping and turning, counting carefully, a total of eighteen, one is not much, one is not much, one is not much.

Master Jinguang lowered his head and closed his eyes, his hands were sealed left and right, and he recited the magic spell in his mouth, and his whole body was full of golden light, and the eighteen Buddha beads turned faster and faster, and the green light was blooming.

The two swords of the Red Striped True Envoy attacked the Golden Light Master one left and one right, and the Golden Light Master ignored it, only reciting the incantation, and let the two flying swords compare with him, and the two swords were even more powerful at this time, drawing blood marks on his golden body.

"Phew!"

Master Jinguang shouted violently, like a lion's roar, the sound moved the four fields, and in an instant, all the jasper Buddha beads were driven by his mana, and the light was even worse, and the eighteen prayer beads were shattered at the same time, turning into the word "swastika" in mid-air, rushing forward, hitting the red real person.

"Ah······ Roar!" The red striped real man let out a terrible cry and was beaten backwards, and a moment later, his huge body smashed against the temple wall, and with a "boom", the dust flew up, and the entire wall collapsed.

He rose from the ground, his clothes gone, and eighteen swastikas struck him, blasting eighteen fist-sized holes in his body.

The red real man howled angrily, and the three flying swords gathered, quickly merging into one sword in the air, the sword body was several zhang long, and slashed towards the Golden Light Master with incomparable might.

Master Jinguang raised the golden bowl and flew towards the red-veined real person in the air, the flying sword was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Master Jinguang.

In the face of this amazing sword, Master Jinguang's face did not change, and he headed towards the flying sword, he recited the Buddha's name, the golden bowl in his hand was enlarged, and the word "Buddha" slowly rotated at the bottom of the bowl.

"Not good!"

The corpse suddenly screamed, driving the claw-shaped magic weapon towards the Golden Light Master, but the others flew towards the Red Striped True Man.