Qian Yiqun was not happy to imagine that his mysterious skills were as powerful as he imagined. He just opened the golden light of protecting his body when he fell to the ground. After the magic power constraints naturally dissipated, he popped out in a ghost step. This was actually because his reaction speed exceeded the ability of ordinary people to accept, and even he himself might not have discovered this fact.

Because he used too many ghost steps, Qian Yiqun had ignored the side effects of sore waist and weak legs, but instead had some experience in controlling direction and distance.

This time, Ghost Step escaped, he turned around halfway and returned. When he left, Yile saw a back, but in a flash he returned head-on, holding the stalk in his hand and thorned a sting.

Every time he stabbed a sword, he would have an extra clone and go in and out with the sword. This was not what Qian Yiqun intended, but the effect of Jieyin Sword itself.

The more you use the sword, the sharper it becomes. The ancients are really not bullying me!

Qian Yiqun felt a little happy in his heart, and he ignored the obstacles of the monk Yile's cassock. He just believed that no matter how strong the shield was, it would be broken.

A joy can be said to be bitter.

Although this robes have great power and amazing momentum, it is very easy for people to experience the use of spiritual aggregates. He only awakened the spiritual aggregate at the age of twenty-eight. Naturally, he was not a person with rich spiritual aggregates like Qian Yiqun. The secret to supporting him with a long battle is this big red robes.

This cassock is said to be passed down by the Tripitaka Master Chen Xuanzang. It can store spiritual aggregates in daily life, nourish the body, and consume them in wartime. Naturally, there are some differences among them, and the cassock is always the best way to protect itself. Therefore, Qian Yiqun's attack, which seemed to have not hurt the cassock, but in fact, it consumed most of the spiritual aggregates hidden in the cassock.

After a joy jumped two steps, a black rice bowl emerged from the sleeve, which was as big as a washbasin. It was thrown high, and shouted: "Honest man!"

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: Do you think I am stupid? Will you come to respond to you.

The kind-hearted man stepped out again, but his waist was as sore as lightning. When his knees bent, he fell to the ground immediately. Jie Yin sword stabbed into his thighs without the protection of the cassock.

"Breaking it out for me!" Qian Yiqun roared, and the branch of Jieyin Sword floating from all directions instantly crashed into the body, creating a ball of inspiration.

In the light of spirit, there was flesh and blood mixed with flying.

Yile's entire leg was blown into minced meat by the Jieyin Sword and sputtered open.

Qian Yiqun felt that his face was hurt by the minced bones and flesh, but he felt happy. He pointed his toes and exerted force on his feet. His whole body was like a spiritual ape that had been accumulating energy for a long time, ejected out and crashed into Yile's arms.

Jieyin picked up and took the monk's throat.

Yile shook his body, turned back for two weeks, sat directly on the ground, made a fundamental mark on his hands, and shouted loudly: "Check it for me!"

A bowl as big as a washbasin is under the hood.

Qian Yiqun's heart tightened, and he felt a huge force tied him tightly, as if he was sealed in cement, unable to move at all.

"The golden light appears at a speed!"

Qian Yiqun's eyes turned dark. It turned out that the bowl had covered the sky light, and he was about to put him into the bowl one inch.

Fortunately, Qian Yiqun also has the Vajra Pearl.

The golden light stopped the whereabouts of the bowl, but could not liberate Qian Yiqun's hands and feet, and it became a stalemate for a while.

Qian Yiqun knew that the golden light could only last ten breaths, and gritted his teeth and fought with Yile.

Yile's thighs were broken, his internal organs were shaken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he was unmoved. He just wanted to put Qian Yiqun into the bowl.

"Let me go!" Aniu screamed, rushed forward, swung his wand and hit Yile's head.

"Dare you, thief!"

Seeing that the living Vajra and the Yuluo Taoist fought to the death, how could Roosun tolerate Aniu going to break the balance of power? He knew very well that no matter which of these two monsters survived, he could only be obedient. Especially when he was condemning the Yuluo Taoist just now, if he was asked to walk out of the bowl, he might not be able to get out of this room.

The white banner in Roosong's hand shook, spewing out a ball of black mist, and hit Aniu directly.

The demon-subduing pestle in A Niu's hand was originally a magic weapon to break the evil things, and it broke away the black fog with a wave.

"Help me!"

Roosong shouted loudly, then stood in his position, and recited loudly: "Yinshan meets, the yellow spring gathers, millions of unjust souls obey my orders. I will let you rush together, disturbing the fifty states in the world! I am the ancestor of Yinshan urgently as the law!"

A man and a woman jumped out from behind him, and it was Xie Xuan and Jian Cuifeng. They stood in their positions and recited spells secretly, echoing Roosun.

For a moment, the room that was originally bright as daylight was filled with dark winds, and it was covered in gray.

It is the secret method of the White-Browed Old Demon: Yinshan Method? Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night!

"ah!"

"I didn't kill you!"

"Don't come to me! Ah!"

...

The screams of the Jianghu Rangers continued. There seemed to be ghosts in front of everyone, but they could not see anything. They were just endless fear. This fear made them fall into madness, and saw the wronged soul who had died in his subordinates' pursuit of life, and finally their souls were scattered.

In Bai San's eyes, there was another scene. The dense black ghosts pulled the souls and consciousness of the martial arts people and tore them into pieces. The golden light of Mahasattva's heavenly eyes flashed, and the eyes made the ghosts afraid, so none of them dared to come to the low table.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi..." Fu Yuze pinched the spell and recited a golden talisman, and a golden light talisman condensed in the air and blew out with a bang.

Pure yang overcomes the yin, and this golden light talisman takes action, and all the ghosts captured are free and easy.

When Roosun saw that his master's unique skills were easily cracked, he was shocked, but he saw that Fu Yuze was young and guessed that it was because of the mutual restraint of martial arts. He definitely did not believe it because Fu Shao was extremely talented and had a strong strength.

"Kill that path first!" Roosun shouted, and the bandits behind him rushed forward.

Bai Feng shook his body, blocking Fu Yuze's body, and pretending to be a fake sword in his hand, waiting for them to come and die.

"Good come!" Fu Yuze screamed, Mao Jun's pen flew into the air, and a mud talisman was about to finish drawing.

"Om! Bo, ra, mo, neigh, tu, Ning... Sa~ Po~ He!"

The ups and downs of the Sanskrits singing, every word and sentence is as if it is engraved in the heart.

Time seems to be slowing down.

Fu Yuze's last two strokes were unable to complete after a long period of time.

Bai Feng's fake sword seemed to be stuck.

A Niu, who was leaping high, could only watch the demon-subduing pestle fall in an inch by inch, and was anxious.

However, the sound of this mantra is as uniform and smooth as the flowing water of the mountain spring, washing away the greed, anger, ignorance and resentment in everyone's hearts over and over again.

"The golden light appears at a speed!"

The only thing that is not affected is Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun ate the mountain soul, but no external confusion was seen, and his mind was as firm as a rock. He waited for the golden light to be exhausted, and the bowl on his head fell an inch, so he had to summon the golden light to protect his body again and consume it with Yile.

Yile didn't even have enough to stop bleeding, and he relied on his belief in killing sins. Because Aniu joined the battle group at the right time, he knew that the magical monks of Daming Temple behind him were unreliable, so he had to use his last trick-

The truth of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s elimination of sins and determination of karma!

Any sinner will be troubled by the truth.

The sin here is not determined by the kingly laws of the world, nor is it necessarily what Buddhism says, but a little guilt, self-blame, and dissatisfaction in the heart.

How many people in the world are truly open-minded? Many people claim that God is the first and second, and they are not afraid of having a clear conscience, but in fact they also have a demonic knot, but they may not know it either.

Only those who are truly free from good or evil can let go of this "sin" in their hearts.

And when this is done, you will be not far from becoming a saint.

"Save all living beings!"

A joy gritted his teeth and roared a lion. The truth about eliminating sins and deciding karma suddenly subsided, but it hit everyone's hearts like thunder, shocking everyone's blood and energy to reverse, their breath was disordered, and they cried and fell to the ground.

A Niu was even bombarded by invisible air waves and landed heavily on the ground, causing the floor to tremble, and spit out his body with blood.

Bang!

With a loud bang, it turned out that the bowl fell to the ground, and Qian Yiqun was no longer seen.

Then Monk Yile lit the acupoint on his legs and stopped the bleeding. He looked back and saw that the monks and nuns who came with him were all lying on the ground, everyone was wearing colors, and a few of them even reached the point where the lights were gone.

——This is the power of the mantra of eliminating sins and calculating karma... As long as sentient beings are sentient beings, who can escape?

Yilei recited in his heart: Namo Amitabha, I hope that the lotus friends in all generations will be born in the Pure Land together.

"Are you okay?" Fang Qingzhu slowly helped Fu Yuze up who was lying on the table, her eyes full of concern. She looked around and found in horror that she was the only one standing.

"You, you, are you okay?!" Yile's face was pale and he watched Fang Qingzhu stand up from behind the low table. His true god was damaged at this moment, and his spiritual aggregate was exhausted. Even a three-foot-foot-year-old could take his life.

What's more, she is an adult woman in strong suits.

This outfit was Liu Dingding's clothing. Fang Qingzhu didn't fit in it. She was suffering from the fact that there was no replacement in the cave, so she kept wearing it. Unexpectedly, this outfit scared the monk Fang's face and his mind was in chaos.

You can't blame Yili for being unsteady. No matter who has experienced these ups and downs, life and death, will be unbearable.

"Well, I'm fine..." Fang Qingzhu gently pressed her hands on her chest and checked her body repeatedly. It was indeed nothing. She didn't want to answer, but since she asked, she was embarrassed to not answer. But the tone of his question seemed to be not caring about me. Fang Qingzhu said in her heart.

She had just heard the truth about killing sins and conquering karma, but she had only heard it.

As a cauldron, she had long accepted her fate and lost her self-heart. Without this self, of course she would not distinguish between good and evil. Seeing her master killing someone, she just felt unbearable, but she didn't think it was a sin. She also sincerely never felt that she had done anything sinful, but she was just obedient.

And more importantly, Fang Qingzhu never remembers so many things...

Therefore, the Tao Sutra says: Only the wisdom of the superiors is the same as the foolish of the inferiors.

The saint's neither good nor evil, and not following the mistakes is the best wisdom. Fang Qingzhu's neither good nor evil, and forgetting the mistakes is the best fool.

It is not easy to be wise at the top, and it is also rare to be foolish at the bottom, but Yile encounters it here.

"Kill him." A slight sound came from under the table, and it was the fox.

"Kill, he..." Xie Xuan fell to the ground, pointed at a joy, and shouted at Fang Qingzhu with hissing.

Roosong opened his eyes and was so angry that he said, "Master, junior sister... come and help me..." He knew very well that this junior sister was afraid of whatever she saw. Not to mention killing people, she would not even be able to kill chickens and fish. But as long as she asked her to feed him the spiritual medicine hidden in her arms, this would be his world!
Chapter completed!