Lu Zhishen shouted, the black fire was blazing, the fire copper was shining, and in a wrong place, the blades of the guns burst into flames!

If it weren't for the man with a dark complexion who took half an inch away from the man holding the gun, Yue Fei would have been able to cut off his fingers with just one click-

And at this moment, he just asked blankly: "Shi ...... Dalang?"

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"Shi Dalang - it's Shi Jin, the nine-patterned dragon!"

"Oh, does the Immortal family recognize the altar guard under the old monk's seat?"

The mountains are up and down, separated by several miles, but every move that happens on the Peach Blossom Mountain, how can they hide from Wei Ye and Monk Zhiming?

In just a few sentences, Wei Ye stood in the army of feather-crowned warriors, pointing to the sky, and the peach and gold differentiation fire sword hanging behind him was like a bamboo fan, like a peacock angry screen, flying out!

Under the furious slash of the fire sword, I don't know how many feather-crowned warriors were cut into a puddle of blood!

This time, Wei Ye was really angry.

Others don't know, how can he not know that Lu Zhishen seems to be a heartless, freewheeling Zen monk, but in essence, he is still a martial artist who values love and righteousness. And in the heart of this reckless monk, Shi Jin, the nine-patterned dragon, is one of the few people who can be regarded as his confidant.

With this alone, Shi Jin can't fall into this dead end so easily and so confusedly!

However, Wei Ye hesitated, and the monk Zhiming had already let out a loud shout, and he actually used the kung fu of the lion's roar in the Zen Gate: "Duh! Love and fear, the trade-off between gain and loss, that is, the birth of the mind is hindered, and there will be great terror!"

With a lion's roar, Monk Zhiming's profound Zen thoughts, along with a deep demonic intent, suddenly turned into turbid qi and shrouded Wei Ye.

The deep black qi that even ordinary people can see, like a cage, covers the Shura killing field at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain.

Zen thoughts, accompanied by black qi, quickly enlarged in front of Wei Ye's eyes.

The so-called black gas is essentially the accumulation of countless black dust, black ink spots, and black filth.

And at this moment, the black qi enveloped the four fields, but what Wei Ye saw in his eyes was all kinds of things in the world, all kinds of human states.

Emaciated homeless people crawled through the woods where the bark had been stripped away.

Wei Ye stood in this wood, remembering the Rakshasa land and the Bafang cold forest that Helan Gong had evolved from the method of Buddhism.

Seeing Wei Ye, although these hungry people were like zombies that could barely move, they involuntarily crawled towards Wei Ye.

In their only remaining eyes, they could only see a faint green light, reminiscent of a wolf who had been hungry for a winter.

Wei Ye's body did not move, his shadow did not move, and there was a fire lotus gushing out under his feet, and in a blink of an eye, the cold forest turned into a fire forest, and the hungry ghosts became scorched corpses.

In the midst of the sea of fire, Wei Ye said coldly: "The witty words are superb, the delusions of evolution are truthful, and the six desires are turbid, and the six realms are evolved, a good means!"

The old monk can only evolve this hungry ghost Dao appearance, and hope that the immortal family will taste one or two more. ”

During the conversation between the two, the ground was full of scorched black crystals, but there were countless ghosts, like grass seeds breaking through the seed shell, coming to the ground, and it was like a netherworld, from the judge to the yin, all ran to enjoy Labor Day and Youth Day, leaving a large group of evil ghosts, crossed the Nai He Bridge, and prepared to return to the world for carnival.

Wei Ye just watched coldly as these hungry ghosts reincarnated, listening to the unearthly moans and howls, filling his ears. But he asked the old monk who had hidden his figure: "Although the Six Desires Turbidity Qi Evolution Delusion Realm is true, where does the Six Desires Turbidity Qi come from?

Wei Ye asked, and Monk Zhiming replied lightly: "My Buddhist purpose is to extradite all sent's light and nature into my Buddha land, but the six desires and turbidity yin are all dark demon filth seeds, and they can enter the Buddha land and enjoy the light and pure land? ”

This is a bit complicated to understand, but Wei Ye didn't need to verify it word by word, so he shouted directly: "I see, extradite sentient beings with a little innate wisdom, and strip sentient beings of the six delusions of acquired desires." The former has become your Buddha's light, and the latter has become your demon army, and the bones, muscles, flesh, and veins are nothing but the sustenance of the six desires. It's a cheap business, a good way to use environmental protection, you are also a Buddha, you are also a demon, you are really a Buddha and a demon!"

With a bang, Wei Ye shook the peach gold in his hand, and the sword trick in his left hand was introduced, and he caught the spine of the sword.

Fingertips passed, the peach gold on the front and back of the two sides, one red flowing with gold smelting color, the other in the cold cold light with a frost meaning, two completely different brilliance at the same time.

Wei Ye's sword trick urged again, and suddenly this peachwood magic sword let out a long roar, came out of his hand, and stabbed straight to the ground.

A sword into the ground, suddenly the red light on the peach wood magic sword flowed, in a trance, like a towering giant tree, stretching branches and leaves with the wind, supporting the sky and the ground, manifesting in front of people!

The sacred tree rises to the sky, but it is a golden flower with buds, which will not open, and there is no golden crow or fire crow, and the branches are jumping, only a spirit bird that looks like a phoenix and not a phoenix is standing on the top of the canopy, raising its head and crying softly-

"Whoa, whoa—"

This is the Dongyang Eight Yan Change, this is the Fusang Golden Crow Change, but at this moment, it has evolved into a third disguise!

There is a sacred tree on Dushuo Mountain, the name is Taodu, and the branches are three thousand miles apart.

There is a chicken, the sun rises, according to this wood, the chicken will sing, and the chickens in the world will crow.

Between the rooster's cry, above the sacred tree, there seems to be a brilliant sun about to rise.

The sun will not come out, thousands of hungry ghosts, wailing and crying, they may have liked light and heat before they were born, and liked the warm sunrise, but at this moment, when they heard the rooster crowing, they were terrified, and they just wanted to find a place to shelter, so that they could avoid the glorious sun, and avoid another round of broken bones.

At this moment, in the northeast direction of the sacred tree, a long branch suddenly drooped downward.

It seems to be a thin dry branch, but at this moment it seems to have turned into a road to heaven, far away, there seems to be faint starlight, rain and dew, fragrant grass, and colorful flowers.

It's like a paradise.

Ten thousand ghosts are confused, ten thousand ghosts are hesitant, and ten thousand ghosts are surprised.

At first, it was just one or two hungry ghosts, carefully stepping on the branch, and then one by one, one by one, scrambling to go up the branch.

Among them, there are also some hungry ghosts who believe that they are tall and strong, trying to squeeze their companions away and rush towards the paradise that seems to be able to escape from unwarranted suffering.

However, on this twig, there was a tiger roar, and the reeds were locked like chains, and they suddenly bound these hungry ghosts who were plugged up, and then devoured the invisible!

Grace in front, punishment in the back, under the double deterrence, the ghosts were suddenly shocked a lot. Immediately, one by one, the hungry ghosts walked towards the end of the branch, and with each step forward, the original ghost shape with a thin neck and a wide mouth, a needle throat and a big belly, but as thin as wood, became rounded and finally disappeared on the branch.

These hungry ghosts are just the last remnants of the six desires of the people who have been transformed and died by the monk Zhiming. For the monk Zhiming, these six desires are far less important than the innate Lingming, so he used this method like Buddhism and foreign Taoism to domesticate it into this copycat version of the hungry ghost Dao.

said that it was a hungry ghost road, but it was more like a type of six desires yin demons, and it had become a variant of a group of non-ghosts and non-demons. As a part of the Zhiming monk Dark Demon Hell, these hungry ghosts who have remnants of human desires but have lost their innate wisdom bear the deep pain of this cottage hungry ghost road, but they still retain a little instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Even a moment of relief, a moment of happiness, is enough to attract these hungry ghosts to step on that branch!

Thousands of hungry ghosts, mighty and mighty, walked towards the thin branch that was not much thicker than a hair.

Such a scene made the monk Zhiming, who was hidden in the depths of the hungry ghost road in this cottage, also had to speak: "The immortal family is a decisive person who kills, and he also knows compassion? However, climbing the tree of the peach capital and entering the ghost gate in the northeast, he is still a ghost thing, and he cannot be finally liberated, this is small compassion, but not great compassion." ”

Listening to Monk Zhiming talk about compassion, Wei Ye frowned and said: "When did Wei talk about compassion like you? Hungry ghosts enter the ghost gate, but the east of the river enters the sea, and it is natural. ”

A sentence of "naturally", but see the top of the sacred tree, in the bright sun, but there is a bright moon, bright and bright, the moonlight is cold, it becomes a long bridge of blue light, straight through the sky.

The black-shrouded canopy was pierced through a large opening.

And with this breach, I saw streamers, like small swords condensed by the moon, scattered out one after another!

These small swords formed purely with the aura of yin hua made Monk Zhiming tremble when he saw it: "This is!"

As the master of this cottage hungry ghost dao, he clearly sensed that those yin hua qi that could not be purified was originally the hungry ghosts spawned by these six desires turbidity!

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At the top of Peach Blossom Mountain, black flames spread out.

The nine embroidery-like black Jiao on Shi Jin's body kept roaming the skin, and from time to time they spit out black flames like lanterns.

It seems to be flames, but these dark tongues of fire have a cold aura, as long as people get a little closer, they will feel as if they are about to be sucked clean!

Even if he was as brave as Yue Fei, wearing Lu Zhishen's straight shirt given by Elder Zhizhen, he gradually felt a little unbearable.

What's more, this fight has now turned into a scuffle.

Lu Zhishen picked up the Xuantie Zen staff and fought with Shi Jin in one place, but he didn't have a mouth to shout: "Shi Dalang, do you remember when we were eating and drinking in Yan'an Mansion?

However, Shi Jin's eyes were only slightly confused for a moment, and he became more and more frenzied!

The nine black Jiao on his body swam away, and he kept spitting black fire towards this reckless monk, leaving countless wounds that were either black or white in the blink of an eye.

Not only Lu Zhishen is hanging colors, but in the entire peach blossom cottage, black fires have been lit everywhere, only the "Origin of Ten Thousand Religions", which is bright and bright, hanging in the air.

In this seemingly compassionate light, there is only Shi Jin's furious roar: "You thieves, I won't spare you!"

Yue Fei and Lu Zhishen, even if they can fight with Shi Jin, but the black fire all over the ground is unguardable, and both of them are full of injuries at this moment.

Yue Fei's eyebrow bone was also struck by the black fire, and the blood couldn't stop seeping, as if the capillaries on the eyebrow bone had lost their ability to stop bleeding quickly.

Lu Zhishen was not much better than him, there was more blood on his body, and he kept oozing blood, and there was no sign of blood clotting at all.

If it continues like this, without Shi Jin's hands, the two of them will die of blood loss.

Yue Fei could only shout: "Master Lu, we must fight quickly! If we continue to postpone it, don't say that we can't save your friends, so we have to stay here!"

Lu Zhishen opened Shi Jin's spear with a Zen stick, tilted his head, let go of a black fire, and shouted: "Straight lady thief, how did this matter fall to such a point!"

When he shouted, he also became sexual, threw the Zen staff to the ground, and threw himself towards Shi Jin, and hugged Shi Jin with a handful. As soon as he turned his body, he grabbed Shi Jin's shoulders, and those arms seemed to have made a pair of flails made of fine iron, making it difficult for Shi Jin's arms to move.

But this time, the nine black Jiao on Shi Jin's body were desperately spitting black fire towards Lu Zhishen, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many wounds he left!

Lu Zhishen hugged Shi Jin, regardless of how many injuries he had on his body, and shouted: "Brother Yue, you quickly knock Da Lang unconscious." Take him to Mr. Wei!"

Hearing him shout like this, Yue Fei didn't have time to hesitate, and he was about to shoot down with a bamboo spear at the dance-

At this moment, suddenly Shi Jin's eyes flashed with red light, but he instantly changed his hissing snake-like sharp voice: "It's not good, Nine Great Dragon Kings, quickly protect the Origin of Ten Thousand Sects!"

In the shouting, I saw the moon in the sky, and thousands of sword lights shot straight down!

The nine embroidery-like black Jiao on Shi Jin's body let out a long groan, and he didn't care about the side, but he easily revealed Shi Jin's black and sandalwood skin. After getting out of Shi Jin's body, these nine embroidered black Jiao turned into nine giant Jiao that looked like snakes and dragons, and greeted the sword light of thousands of moons!

However, between the black Jiao swarms, I saw that the scale armor was slashed by the sword light, and the blood fell like rain, and they were all cut to the ground in an instant, wailing half-dead.

Without the support of the black Jiao, the "Origin of Ten Thousand Sects" was no longer hidden, and it was exposed to thousands of sword lights.

At this time, Shi Jin, or the "Kuli Gara Dragon King" who occupied Shi Jin's body, could no longer care about the side, opened his mouth and roared, only to see a black dragon holding a long sword with a esoteric vajra as the handle in his mouth, flying straight up, coiling on the left side of the "Origin of Ten Thousand Sects".

The vajra sword in its mouth lit up with brilliant firelight, like seven colors of glow, turning into countless vajra swords, and it was facing the Yuehua sword light-for-tat!

I saw that in mid-air, two completely different sword lights fought into a day of sparks, scattered and exploded!

And at this moment, Yue Fei held the bamboo spear in his hand, but found that he didn't know when, the gloomy bamboo spear was a little hot.

He glanced at it, but saw that under the tip of the fire bronze spear, the ring of finger marks had begun at some point, and it had already revealed a red light like coals.

At this moment, Yue Fei raised his head and glanced at the "Origin of Ten Thousand Sects" and the "Kuli Gara Dragon King", and without thinking, he suddenly raised his arm, poured all his strength into the barrel of the gun, and threw it fiercely towards the strange dragon, those Vajra swords, and the demonic picture!