The Seven Evil Banners under the hall divided into seven evil spirits, trying to entangle another white bone god and demon, but they were freed by the powerful white bone god and demon.
The three white bone gods and demons also got rid of Yan's sword light. The twelve powerful white bone gods and demons were connected into one breath and turned into a hundred feet high, like a mountain, standing tall and could see clearly hundreds of miles away. At this moment, I don't know how many reincarnations were secretly shocked... The gods and demons, like mountains and mountains, emitted surging magic fluctuations.
Qian Chen stood in front of this god and magic figure, and was as small as a nymph. He could only look up to see the whole body of this god and demon.
The twenty-four arms of gods and demons have blocked the space within a radius of hundreds of miles.
As the twenty-four big white bone hands slapped Qian Chen from all directions, the world seemed to shrink in the hands of the white bone god and demon, making Qian Chen unable to escape.
"Fellow Taoist..." Yan Jianxian's eyes were utterly clear. He almost wanted to ignite the fire of true essence on his Yin God, burning all the flesh, true energy, and soul into a sword.
This is the last pride of Jian Cultivator, he did not die for Qian Chen.
But when facing the devil, he would rather break than bend... The sword cultivator always only takes straightness and does not seek in the curve.
As a fellow man, he could give Qian Chen the last help, which was to signal him to take the opportunity to escape.
Qian Chen shook his head slightly... The sign was not the time.
He stretched out his hand and the evil aura of the Seven Evil Banners surged like a tide. The spiritual light mirror emitted a light of light that was thick and thin at the waist, trying to break the mysterious formation of the twelve gods and demons. Feiyundou protected him, Tianluo Umbrella tried his best to open it, and finally even the dragon bird ring in his hand was snagging towards the twelve white bone relics.
As long as the relics are taken away, the appearance of gods and magic will be the rootless source.
At this time, Miaokong laughed wildly and said, "It's all the means I left to you..." He had lost the calm demon heart, his eyes were full of madness. Obviously, it was not easy to drive the twelve demons who had deep hatred for him.
The evil aura transformed by the Seven Evil Banners was easily torn apart like a layer of paper when facing the clutches of the demons from all directions. The light emitted by the spiritual light mirror could not even be illuminated by the rolling evil aura of gods and demons. The thick clear light of the Tianluo Umbrella was held on.
Qian Chen faced the pressure from like mountains and seas, but his waist was always straight.
The pressure outside the clear light had surpassed the mountain pressure. Qian Chen's forehead was bursting with blue veins, and his true energy and magic power surged out without money. The huge god and magic eyes showed a look of Miaokong, as if he was staring at an ant, looking at him coldly and cruelly. At this time, the gods and demons roared, and the twenty-four arms were exerted together. The huge white bone magic clutch, dozens of feet, was filled with a rumbling sound, and the power of the sky, and it was a sudden combination...
The clear light... is broken.
The Tianluo umbrella in Qian Chen's hand suddenly closed, and the surface of the umbrella was dim and dull... The dragon bird ring faced the sea-like demonic energy and fell into dust.
Qian Chen seemed to have no strength to fight back...
He slowly raised his head expressionlessly, looked at the towering demon god, with a calm expression on his face. He looked up at the demon god's murderous intent as solid as the substance. Looking at the eyes of Miaokong in the demon god's eyes, the pure Taoist magic power in his hand disappeared, and replaced by a mysterious depth.
The Xiaoyue Tianlang, under the suppression of the White Bone Demon God, suddenly started to wail. It struggled constantly and roared wildly. The bloody eyes were about to protrude from outside its eye sockets, and the blood light on its body surged. Qian Chen's body slowly met the giant palm of the gods and demons, with a tragic aura that was moving forward...
"This is your strongest moment...but it is also your weakest moment!" Qian Chen was only sure in his heart when facing the crisis of life and death.
But eight points are enough!
Life and death, reincarnation continues...
At this time, the huge demon wolf, who was trembling due to the pain and couldn't help twisting all over, had a strange blood-colored flame ignited on his body. This alien monster with excellent elixir was instantly drained from the demon pill essence. Even his powerful bloodline and even the countless unjust souls accumulated in the blood river were burning blood flames.
After a while, it turned into a pool of pale ashes, and the demon wolf dozens of feet tall curled up and twisted, gradually burning to death.
Qian Chen, who had already faced the giant palm of the sky, just smiled slightly, and the touch of darkness on his fingertips.
"But this time it must be my life, you will die!"
Just like condescendingly giving this huge god and demon something, when Qian Chen touched the giant palm and was about to be slapped, an invisible touch spread throughout the body of the powerful white bone god's magical appearance.
The three-color blue, red and white aura in Qian Chen's heart has disappeared.
The twelve white bone gods and demons that formed the powerful white bone gods and demons suddenly opened their eyes, and their eyes showed resentment, hatred, anger, and grief, and they could not wash away the hatred that could not be washed away from all over the world!
Greed, ignorant, anger!
Their self-consciousness is constantly transmitted to the Mikong, which controls the demon, causing his natal gods and demons to tremble, and countless memories and emotions to pour into his mind.
He turned into the most outstanding junior among the Demon Sect and the grandson of the Supreme Elder. He had a broad future, but he was frightened every moment and was afraid of his ancestors.
I was afraid that one day it would turn into a sacred bag of the ancestor, but in the end I was defeated in a desperate battle with a disciple in the sect whom I never expected. Before my death, I felt a little relaxed and calm.
For a moment, he turned into the youngest disciple of the overseas god nun. He admired a suave senior of the soul and was willing to betray his master, but found that he was only one of many beauties in the end. He regretted it very much, but could not bear to cut off his love.
In the end, he suffered from torture in the love disaster, was covered in scars, and his temperament became frustrated and angry.
He died under the plot of a certain demon cultivator and was cruel tortured before his death. He felt resentful and resentful in his heart, resentful and resentful of the master, resentful and resentful of the lover, and resentful of the person who killed himself was cruel.
He turned into a righteous disciple for a while and was plotted against because of greed.
The enemy who turned into the land of reincarnation for a moment was to die with him in endless anger.
The powerful white bone god's magic image collapsed with a bang, and the twelve demons and three corpses ran away, and they fought back with all their might...
"The three corpses and demons are extremely high in nature. Although the fire of my sacrifice and refining is still shallow, I can't plot against you at any time. However, you have forced to drive away the twelve powerful white bone demons with great hidden dangers. You have already had a lot of demonic thoughts in your heart. You create this image of the left path in order to reverse and strengthen your identity as the right path when dealing with you. In this way, you will not beware of my magical methods."
"The only flaw is the five poisonous gods and demons, but I have to control the big demon with the five poisonous gods and demons to have the opportunity to sacrifice its blood and bless the gods and demons, so that the three corpses and demons will have enough power to shake the spiritual consciousness of your magic weapon in a short period of time."
"The three corpse demon gods pry out the infinite demonic thoughts that were harmed by you and refined into magical treasures and spiritual consciousness, and backfire on you. This is the first step. The second step... is the secret demon three lives impeaching soul ban!"
At this time, Miaokong had discovered that the colorful silk thread transformed by the Three Life Imperial Soul Forbidden of the Secret Demon, and at some point it was actually entangled on his real name, God and Demon.
"Since this restriction is transformed by your efforts, it must be related to you."
"I let the three corpse demon gods enter your mind and lead the many demonic thoughts you have now turned into your three corpses. In this way, these three corpse demon gods have also become part of you. How does the ban feel like backlash? I also added some materials to the ban... I hope you like it!"
"The last three corpse demon gods went wild and destroyed themselves, and the ban was activated. At the same time, thousands of demons invaded, triggering the backlash of your natal gods and demons!"
"Using demons to control demons is the best way to the demon sect... How is my method of using demons to control demons?" Qian Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.
He waved his sleeves, and the flowing clouds covered the sky and the sun. A large area of ​​darkness was like stormy waves sweeping over the world.
"The universe in the sleeve is big, and the sun and the moon in the pot are long!"
Qian Chen chanted in a low voice and found another trump card. This sleeve was swept across the sky, like a river of heaven, wrapped in countless stars, and was filled with all of them.
Perhaps because of some thoughts in my previous life, Qian Chen prefers this magical power.
In a trance, it seemed like there was a feeling of being in my hand that the heaven and earth were all in my hand. My whole body was three points lighter, and I felt more and more that I was fairy-like and the painting style was very perfect. The black-clothed Taoist robe and the left-handed dress with disheveled hair have now turned into the free and easy style of the immortal family.
The instinctive struggle of the bone relics erupted endless demonic light, but the evil light that soared into the sky, roared. At the moment when the power was at its peak, all the evil light and thunder sounds of demonic energy and evil light were instantly lowered, gradually becoming invisible and unheard. The world was quiet at this moment.
In this suffocating silence, Yan Jianxian and Zhiqiu both lost their voices. They saw Qian Chen, dressed in the left demon, wave his sleeves, and then the sleeves covered the sky and the sun. When they retreated, the magical figures that seemed to have the power of destruction of the world disappeared immediately, as if they were gently captured.
They could not see many of the plots that Qian Chen had played against Miaokong, but they could only see Qian Chen waved his sleeves and then put away the powerful white bone demon that had previously been powerful.
I was really shocked.
After the sleeves were withdrawn, Qian Chen, who was wearing white clothes, was the true atmosphere of the Taoist sect. His sleeves were gathered behind him and fell down. There was no sign of the magic of the gods and demons he had collected before.
But this is the most perfect magic weapon for his ban.
Normally, it could not do anything to that set of white bone relics, but now the devil is backfiring, and no one is in charge of the white bone relics, but it can easily suppress it. Therefore, this light-tongued sleeve is actually the result of countless calculations and endless preparations before. Qian Chen’s favorite thing is to arrange many backhands secretly, but when it is launched, he suppresses it with lightning speed and does not give the enemy any chance to react.
If this is the case, Qian Chenlang's style of being stable and stern in the face cannot be shown.
The big sleeve was retracted, and twelve white bone relics were all inserted into the sleeve.
Chapter completed!