Hundreds of years of war between good and evil, there are not a few people who have no desire to kill, where do you remember the origin of the other party, King Kong said angrily: "My Buddha subdues demons, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" As soon as the words fell, the cyan Panruo knife swung towards the ghost with a piercing roar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bodhidharma's martial arts are exquisite, the ears and eyes are touched, and the attainments of no desire in this area are also quite profound, this kind of knife is made of smelting with the bones of Shura, and the evil spirit is pressing, at this moment the Buddha Yuan is blessed, good and evil complement each other, and the power is even more superb.

The ghost king is even more angry, he has been the king of the mountain in the underworld for many years, and he has made great progress in self-cultivation, and he is not afraid of the enemy in his previous life. With a green face and fangs, blue eyes and red pupils, a bronze coffin appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and he said: "Xuanyin is really evil, kill Buddha and destroy immortals!"

The bronze coffin buzzed, and endless yin wind and evil qi seeped out from all sides of the coffin lid, converging into a pillar of jet-black light, crashing into Desireless. At the same time, the Pranya knife swept in with a golden sword.

For a time, the Buddha's light and ghost, the turbid waves were monstrous.

This bronze coffin is really amazing, and the Xuanyin in it is actually on par with the desireless Daogang Buddha. However, this ghost king's death is also the cultivation of the early stage of Xuan Xian, even if he relies on the power of magic weapons, he is definitely not a desireless opponent.

"Destroy the evil and the Buddha's light shines!" "The desireless law is like a void, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and several knives in his right hand are stacked on top of each other, and the ghost qi is finally broken, and his left hand turns into a Buddha's giant palm in the air and grabs the bronze coffin.

Everywhere the giant palm went, all the Xuanyin ghost qi dissipated, and the ghost king was horrified in his heart: "The damn old bald donkey actually started Lao Tzu's autumn wind!"

This bronze coffin is a heaven and earth spiritual treasure born in the underworld, and it is normal to have no desire to be greedy.

"Boom!mm

The mantra was in his ears, and the ghost king's soul was even more frightened, and a golden "swastika" character had broken through the air.

"Damn, incarnate ten thousand ghosts!" As soon as the ghost king roared, his entire body was cut off by the golden swastika that swirled rapidly, and melted away at an extremely fast speed.

He didn't want to grab the bronze coffin in his hand, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he didn't notice that when the ghost king's body was shattered, a faint streamer shot into the vast night sky.

Han Yu saw the desireless expression in his eyes through the blood mosquito clone left in the lotus pond, and knew that this old monk was by no means as humble and polite as he showed in front of him.

The natural power of the blood-winged black mosquito is incarnated into hundreds of millions of people who can control the strength of the clone at will, and the mosquito left in the Thousand Buddha Temple only has a lifespan of a few days, Han Yu sighed, and he stopped paying attention, but because of this, he missed an opportunity at his fingertips.

A few days later, Bodhidharma himself knew that Han Yu did not say goodbye, which was a pity for a while. However, the most surprising thing for Desireless was that the patriarch was concerned about the little novice who was seriously injured by the female snitch that day, and it wasn't until the other party inadvertently mentioned the reincarnation of the spirit boy that Desireless woke up - I'm afraid this is the legendary golden cicada.

Han Yu's farewell once again put the great cause of the Thousand Buddha Temple's translation of Sanskrit scriptures into a predicament, and the little novice felt that he made a grand wish to study Buddhism in Tianzhu in the West, until the quicksand river was eaten by Sha Wujing, which was the first reincarnation of the golden cicada. That golden cicada was the reincarnation of the soul, and no one knew where the true body of the six-winged silkworm was hidden, so Han Yu naturally couldn't recognize the other party.

Not long after leaving the Thousand Buddha Temple, Han Yu withdrew his clone and continued to fly east with the unconscious female snitch, and he didn't know when he had arrived near the Qinling Mountains.

Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, across the southwest, clouds and fog, a dim. Han Yu stepped on the ancient road, shuttled through the Mangmang Mountains, and found a dilapidated mountain temple for a temporary rest.

After a long time, the female snitch woke up faintly, and through the faint moonlight, she saw Han Yu who was practicing on the ground not far away, and the joy of escaping suddenly turned into nothing, and a deep sense of powerlessness arose.

As if sensing something, Han Yu opened his eyes, and the empty room generated electricity, making the female snitch subconsciously close her eyes, and only after a long time did she hear the other party say lightly: "You are not human?"

The female snitch was angry in her heart, even the seniors should not slander others like this, wait, suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and said with a shocked face: "How do you know?"

Han Yu pursed his lips, because of his talent, mosquitoes are extremely sensitive to blood, and when he flew with this woman, he had already found that the other party had no blood on his body, and he was extremely puzzled for a while, and he couldn't figure out what kind of species the other party had attained.

The female snitch's face turned pale, and she said carefully: "The ghost clan Fengyue has thanked her predecessors for saving her life!"

"Ghost Clan?" Han Yu wondered.

"There are gods in the sky and ghosts on the earth, and the ghost clan is the descendant of the ghost ancestor in the past......" Fengyue told the story, when the underworld was not opened, there was a great ability to cultivate the first ghost in heaven and earth with the soul, known as the ghost ancestor, and later reincarnation was opened, and the ghosts finally had a place to live, but there were also many ghosts who chose to stay in the earth fairy world, and gradually formed today's ghost clan. Condense the true body with the ghost element, which is no different from ordinary people, and there are thousands of transformations, and there will naturally be no flesh and blood on the body.

"What does this Yin-Yang Mirror have to do with the Yin-Yang Sect?" Han Yu raised the mirror in his hand, but he was not polite, he had already taken this Yin-Yang Mirror as his own.

Feng Yue was angry in her heart, and she regarded the other party as a virtuous person, but the enemy was strong and I was weak, and she didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, and slowly talked about the relationship with the Yin Yang Sect.

The origin of this Yin-Yang Sect is mysterious, and even the desireless old monk doesn't know who left the other party. Now that Fengyue has solved his doubts, it reminds Han Yu of a legendary character - Demon Ancestor Rahu, legend has it that this person created a demon world before being killed by Hongjun, but he has never heard of the legend of this demon world in the wilderness.

The patriarch of this Yin and Yang Sect called himself the Heavenly Demon Son, and took the demonic qi as the foundation of cultivation, passed down the Yin and Yang dual cultivation evil method, and was able to survive and strengthen the court between the various sects of Buddhism and Taoism, which should not be underestimated, perhaps from the legendary Demon Realm.

However, the Yin-Yang Mirror has little to do with the Heavenly Demon Son, according to Fengyue, this treasure mirror is the thing that the ghost ancestor became enlightened back then, and later with the great power of the clan to join this Yin-Yang Sect, it was branded with the name of the other party, but this treasure is not a ghost monk can not be envoyed, and there are many people who are greedy for this thing among the cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect, but no one has ever planned to take it for themselves.

Han Yu was very suspicious of the purpose of the other party's words, and Fengyue was helpless, so he passed on the imperial envoy method to him. But just as Feng Yue said, he really can't make this treasure! The dignified Golden Immortal master was helpless to take a broken mirror, and Han Yu, who didn't believe in evil, used the legendary method of refining the treasure with blood, and he died without a problem.

Feng Yue smiled secretly in her heart, but she didn't dare to show the slightest disdain on her face, and said respectfully: "If the seniors don't dislike it, Feng Yue is willing to follow the left and right, be a slave and a maid, and be a cow and a horse!"

"Hmph!" Han Yu snorted coldly, but it was Fengyue who instinctively used the ghost clan's soul dementoring secret technique. At this time, he was awakened by Han Yu's cold snort, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't care about the slightest reserve, and knelt down to the other party's feet and kowtowed vigorously to beg for mercy.