"Ten Thousand Ghost Flags!" The black mountain in the air suddenly shouted, only to see the pitch-black ocean under his feet, which was tumbling violently at this time, and in a moment it had turned into a tall long banner standing behind him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, the three-eyed ghost king let out a terrible roar, and among the scarlet three eyes, the red brilliance flowed, and the rich black mist Dao ghost shadow appeared, letting out a scream that went straight into the soul, turning everything around him into a ghost, and there was no trace of popularity.

Suddenly, the Three-Eyed Ghost King turned into a thick black gas and submerged into the long flag. I saw the mysterious runes flickering on the pitch-black Changman Mountain, and the previous three-eyed ghost king was already sitting on a white bone throne at this time, and the white light throne of Sensen emitted a cold light, and the nine hideous skulls swallowed smoke.

Below, the ghost of the Dao was pervasive, like the king who worshiped them, revealing a solemn atmosphere like a human dynasty, but the pervasive dark ghost fog tore apart this solemn aura, like a cold hell.

At this moment, Liu Boqin's heart couldn't help but sigh with admiration: "A good ghost and god country, I want to come to this black mountain to get a trace of Buddhist inheritance, learn from the magic power of the Buddha country in my palm, and open up a ghost snake in this ten thousand ghost flags, and it is really good." ”

At this moment, the change was born again, and I saw that Black Mountain's arm suddenly stretched out, holding the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner in his palm, and shook it suddenly. The whirring wind sounded, the long banner hunted, and a black gas spit out from the white bone throne where the three-eyed ghost king was sitting.

Nine skulls and nine black qi suddenly shot out and gathered together. Like lightning swaying, startled like a swimming dragon, the wind galloped, turning into a pitch-black sword light of more than ten zhang in size, tearing open the Dao Qi barrier, emitting a long sword sound, facing the dust in the air, and suddenly slashed down with a sword.

The sword light was as thick as black mist, and it was full of yin and poison in its sharpness. At this moment, Lichen did not dare to have a trace of slackness, and the swastika Buddha seal in his palm was typed, and it was submerged in the suspended relics above his head.

Boom! A bell rings, like a bell that cleanses the soul. An illusory shadow poked out of the relics, and when it saw the wind rising, it was already more than ten zhang in size, and it was holding a golden bell the size of a human body in his palm.

When! Between the lightning and flint, I saw that this figure suddenly flicked its fingers, and the golden bell shook lightly, letting out a soft groan. Suddenly, a golden arc of light visible to the naked eye spread out from the golden bell, like a layer of golden waves, hitting the approaching jet-black greatsword.

In the light sound of clanging, sparks splashed, and wisps of black mist on the pitch-black giant sword fell and dissipated in the air, and the golden arc light continued to disappear at this time, and finally disappeared into the air.

The black giant sword with a size of more than ten zhang was only a few zhang long at this time, but the fierce aura exuded from its body was even stronger, and a golden arc of light before it seemed not to be blocked, but a whetstone, sharpening it, opening the edge to drink blood, and killing the enemy.

"Hmm!" At this moment, a burst of surprise came out of Chen's mouth, and he even forgot the Buddha name. Seeing the black sword the size of Zhang Xu approaching rapidly, the cold light of the black sword flashed, and the sharp breath tore through all the obstacles, slashing through, and the deadly danger was coming.

"Amitabha!" Lichen's face returned to calm, and suddenly a Buddha horn spit out, and the golden bell in the palm of the golden figure in the air shook slightly, submerging into its body, and the illusory body also became condensed at this time, and his face was the same as dust.

This figure is an illusory Dharma body, if you give Chen a certain amount of time, if you want to come to this Dharma Body, you will have to break the relics and achieve the entity, that is his strength compared to this time, it should be a world of difference. Cultivators have time, but what they lack most is time, and at this time, there is no time for the dust.

The golden figure of more than ten zhang in size followed the Buddha name in the mouth of the dust, and suddenly clasped his hands. There was a golden light in his eyes, like a Ming king who had subdued demons, and the palm the size of a zhang suddenly struck out in a rumbling roar, like a round of golden sun slowly rising.

When the pitch-black giant sword slashed at the golden giant palm, it all let out a roar. The golden figure standing behind the dust swayed gently at this moment, like an island in the ocean, still standing in place under the lapping of the huge waves, as motionless as a mountain.

"Hmph!" A cold snort came out from the mouth of the black mountain, and the black giant sword suddenly trembled, and the Dao sword light emitted and diffused like mist. The next moment, with a soft sound of "bang", the giant sword suddenly slashed out, and the sword light was as dazzling as the sun.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the illusory figure above Lichen's head was slashed by the giant sword, and it was suddenly covered with cracks, and with a soft click, it had turned into a golden rain of light and fell.

The long sword had already approached Chen's head, and the thumb-sized relic suddenly spun and struck out like a meteor.

Boom! Like a bell ringing, the relics fell like a world, and the huge force crushed the black giant sword, but in Liu Boqin's eyes, he saw that the sharp, killing, and dirty sword light of the giant sword tore apart the golden Buddha light on the relics, leaving behind different shades of Dao and chaotic sword marks.

There was a soft click!

Suddenly, with the damage of the relics that intersected with life, a mouthful of hot blood spit out in the mouth of the dust, and it was already evaporated by the blazing wave of air in an instant, but the shabby monk's robe was stained with dazzling bloodstains, and he stretched out his hand to recall the relics, and the face of the dust showed a smear of gray, and the mind of eliminating the demon became dim, and he didn't want to get rid of the demon himself but put his life on the line, and the most important thing was that the scholars in the Nalan Ruo Temple were afraid that they would also suffer from this disaster, which was really a sin!

With thoughts surging in his heart, Lichen looked at the real estate market where Liu Boqin was, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes.

Lichen stopped at this time, but Montenegro was unforgiving. With a sneer on his face, the ten thousand ghost flags in his palm suddenly shook, and with the terrible ghost crying wolf roar, the Taoist ghost shadow shot out from the ten thousand ghost flags with a strong black gas, and attacked the dust and Lanruo Temple, and the discerning people have seen that this black mountain not only wants to wipe out the dust, but also destroy this Lanruo Temple.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the ancient acacia standing in the Lanruo Temple suddenly shook, and the thick branches of the Dao Dao were whipped out like a whip, and they actually smashed the demon head flying out of the ten thousand ghost flags, allowing it to disappear in the air. Save the dying dust and this huge Lanruo Temple.

", dare to be like this!" A roar came out of the black mountain pass, and suddenly the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners shook violently, and a skull arm the size of a hundred zhang poked out from the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, and the white bone arm was full of white skulls, and among the sharp teeth, there was a sharp roar,