White mist floats on the left, covering half of the sky and spreading over.

This is also a disciple of the Immortal Island.

Nine-turn earth immortal!

Qin Xianyu suffered from the annihilation of the void, and now he was covered in bruises. Seeing the aura approaching, his brows frowned.

Then the waves rolled and the surging surging.

A whirlpool surged from his side.

Qin Xianyu was spinning in the waves and barely stood up, but was knocked down by a big wave.

The vortex rotated, then a roared roar, and a sea monster rushed out of it. The demonic energy rolled, and it turned out to be a nine-turn demon immortal.

But the Siren seemed to be carrying a little wound.

No need to ask, it must have experienced a hard struggle when it rushed over.

The sirens turned their heads and looked at Qin Xianyu, and said, "My lineage has broken two Nine-Turn Demon Immortals for you today. The kindness of the ancestors has ended here. I will stop this disciple of the Immortal Island, and the other one is your business..."

Qin Xianyu barely stood firm and thanked him.

The sirens roared high, stirring up waves, rolled up, and greeted the disciples of the Immortal Island.

And to the west, the breath slowly pressed over, making it hard to breathe.

Blood clouds rolling, red flames burning.

There is also a golden light shining, solemn and dignified.

Northwest Buddhist Sect!

The lineage of evil Buddha!

The nine turns of the golden body also leads to nine disasters.

The person who came was as beautiful as a young man, about thirty years old, with a clean and hairless face, and a kind face, which was quite like saving all living beings. But he saw him wearing a big red monk's robe, erect shoes, and a string of dark Buddhist beads on his chest, with a deep and misty breath.

He came to Qin Xianyu with a compassionate smile.

"My lineage has no enemies with the great master and the holy dragon."

The monk smiled and said, "It's just that such a lively scene, we can't turn a blind eye to it. What's more, the uncle in our sect once had some celebrations with the Immortal Lord. Today I will take your life and the grudges will be eliminated in the future."

"The True Buddha without the Border of Black Smoke?"

Qin Xianyu had no contact with the Buddha Zong of the Northwest. The only one who had a feast was the Black Smoke and Realmless Buddha.

That guy tried to preach in Zhongzhou. Qin Xianyu was ordered to pacify him. Although he broke his clone, he almost suffered a loss later. And this festival was considered a conclusion.

If it were usual, there would be almost no hope for killing the ten-vein ancestors of Yan land in Zhongzhou.

But this time, many holy ancestors and Taoist ancestors were entangled in it, blocking the secrets of heaven. Although he could not come, he sent his fellow disciples to come.

The monk nodded and smiled, "That's right."

The two of them had only a few words back and forth, but the monk had already arrived in front of him. He reached out and pressed his hand, and the big red monk's robe suddenly burst out with endless blood mist.

The monk's robe was originally gray, but it was so bright and red because it was dyed with too much blood.

Now the blood and energy are spreading, spreading all over the void.

The monk's face was full of compassion, but his hands were covered with blood. There were countless unjust souls crying around him, and all kinds of internal organs, intestines, broken limbs, and the like, surrounding him.

"How difficult is the world? I am so kind to me. I will send the immortal king... to the Pure Land!"

He closed his hands together, sighed, and then a string of Buddhist beads on his chest flew into the air, instantly swelling.

There are nine Buddhist beads in total, connected into a string, and now they fly into the air. Each one turns into a hundred feet in a circle.

There is a skull in each bead, which seems to be the same.

Each of these skulls is a golden arhat and a guardian of the Western Paradise. It is only because of its success in practice that it is immortal after death and its bones are immortal.

These skulls were not monks who practiced asceticism during their lifetime, so they were accompanied by the power of incense and vows.

After he killed each skull one by one, he placed every skull on one side for the world to worship, gathered endless incense, and waited for sufficient heat to take it back in one fell swoop.

After that, he worked for eighty-two years, refined nine skeletons into nine beads, and then took one of his own tendons and veins and strung into a Buddhist bead.

This is the most powerful Buddha treasure in his hands.

Therefore, the matter was too much involved, so the monk did not tempt, nor did he hold back. The first move of Chuchu was the string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

...

Qin Xianyu watched the nine Buddhist beads descending, with great power.

The nine heads are connected to each other and are like one.

The suppression was shocking.

Qin Xianyu felt that the mountains were pressing on the top and it was almost difficult to stabilize his body.

A light flashed through his mind.

Jiuding Zhenshi!

The method used by the evil Buddha with Buddhist beads is similar to the Nine Dings in the world, and is mostly based on this ancient legend.

The Nine Cauldrons can suppress the universe when they land.

Even though these nine skeletons are just magic weapons of the earth immortals, they feel difficult to resist when connected.

If it were before, Qin Xianyu could have broken it.

However, he killed Yan Kan and the old ghost of Yinshan Pavilion, and for this, he received a piano sound from Mr. Wuren. After that, he fought with Mr. Wen. Although the battle was not long, it consumed a lot. Until the formation rose and destroyed everything, he used the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi to protect his body, which consumed a lot.

At this moment, there is not much innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi in the body.

The nine beads in front of me suppressed me. This method was the most powerful method of the monk. With Qin Xianyu's current state, it was really difficult to resist it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he closed his eyes.

The sea water around me fell thousands of feet, and was lined up in a radius of hundreds of miles, as if starting from Qin Xianyu, the sea water began to sink.

"Good means..."

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath.

The exercise of the golden elixir in the abdomen will be carried out through nine turns and seven returns.

The primordial fetus in the abdomen suddenly moved, as if the fetus was moved, which was actually caused by the operation of the Dao Sword.

Yuanfei embraced the Dao Sword, and the Dao Sword moved, which made Yuanfei tremble.

A breath emanates from the golden elixir, passes through the middle dantian, rises to the twelve-level building, and comes out of your mouth.

"point!"

A clear air suddenly rose into the sky and looked straight towards the sky.

The clear air was as thin as a thread, dividing the nine beads to suppress, cracking the sky, and passing the monk.

The blood clouds dissipated and everything became empty.

...

At that time, Qin Xianyu used this to shock the wind and rain, and said that he was a Taoist divine name.

Although this method was later used, it did not try its best.

Now it is truly revealed that the Taoist sword method has been truly revealed!

Yan Di’s Taoist sword is different from ordinary Taoist swords. It is not only a treasure to protect the Tao, but also a method to fight against the enemy.

Back then, he used the magic power left in the Jade Dan Dragon Ball to shock the wind and rain, and killed the God Lord. Now he no longer uses external power, and relying on himself alone, he is far better than countless people back then.

The Golden Elixir Sutra has nine turns and seven returns, and has reached great success. The Dao Sword and Yuan Fei are not separated from each other, and come from the same source as the Dao Cheng's innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi.

This breath circulates the golden elixir and uses the Yuan fetus, which is based on the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi.

Therefore, his power was only left, and he was even better than his previous cave sword light.

A thin line divides the world and the sky turns to Qingming.

The monk had been killed, and he was still feeling a little shocked and unwilling to accept it, and he felt even more incredible.

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath, held the Qingli sword tightly, and sensed the little innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi left in his body, the already dim Golden Dan Yuanfei.

"This time, I'm afraid I'm really exhausted..."

He looked at Sifang and whispered, "But... it's over?"

(To be continued.)

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