The Taoist priest was shocked, his body flashed, and he was already far away. However, the red cloud had already touched him, and he could not get rid of it no matter how fast he was. For some unknown reason, from Qin Yifan's perspective, the black gauze

It seems that all the broken parts have been repaired very strangely, and there is no trace of the tatters that the monks and Taoists made not long ago.

The monk was also startled by this sudden turn of events. He was startled when he saw it, but he immediately recovered. The Yin Corpse bound by the silver dragon, coupled with the Diamond Sutra being attached to its body, basically had no chance of escaping.

The fate of reincarnation and turning into ashes. Even if it suddenly explodes, it will probably only cost you your own essence and blood. Without your own essence and blood, what else can a small zombie do?

It was just a piece of blood yarn. The monk was very relieved about the Taoist priest's cultivation and did not put any effort into the Taoist priest. He just started chanting sutras to Qin Xiaoling, and it was business to convert this evildoer as soon as possible. After throwing away the blood yarn, Qin Xiaoling seemed to

Having lost all resistance, his whole body was covered by the Diamond Sutra and he could no longer see anything inside. He could only hear bursts of continuous hissing and thick white smoke.

The Taoist priest hiding aside was really embarrassed today. In such a short period of time, he was frightened twice by the corpse Qin Xiaoling. However, this zombie did have some Taoism. If it weren't for the monk's pure Buddhist power, it would be hard to tell.

What will be the result today?

I desperately wanted to take off the bloody gauze wrapped around my head, but I just stretched out my hand and pulled it a few times before I felt something was wrong. The blood-red gauze seemed to have roots on my head and could not be torn off at all.

.But the strange thing is that I don’t feel anything.

The blood-red gauze began to move on its own silently, and when the Taoist priest didn't take any precautions, it had already wrapped the Taoist priest tightly. When the Taoist priest tore it apart and discovered something was wrong, it was already too late. The whole person was like Qin Xiaoling bound by a silver dragon.

Generally, I can no longer move.

His mouth and nose were covered, and he wanted to shout loudly, but he only had time to let out a suppressed cry before he was wrapped even more tightly. He could only keep struggling, but no matter what, he could not get rid of the blood gauze wrapping. The strength of the struggle

No matter how big it is, there is nothing it can do about it.

Of course, the Taoist priest's sudden change shocked the monk. This time it was not a bluff like Baigui Yexingyi, and the Taoist priest's pain was not just a show. He didn't bother to recite sutras in front of Qin Xiaoling, put away the string of beads and threw them on the Taoist priest's head.

The blood gauze and the Buddhist power of the monk are still very conflicting. Wherever the beads touch, the blood gauze actually appears a little scorched black. However, the beads are not powerful enough to directly destroy the blood gauze. They can only slowly destroy the blood gauze.

Fight bit by bit, put the main force on the Taoist priest's mouth and nose, so as to reduce the Taoist priest's pain.

Qin Xiaoling's side was still tightly wrapped by the Diamond Sutra, which kept releasing strong white gas with a stench, but she didn't hear any sound from Qin Xiaoling. But the Taoist priest's body was even weirder, and black gas also appeared.

The smoke was also accompanied by a hissing sound, as if Qin Xiaoling's pain was completely reproduced in the Taoist priest's body.

The wrapped Taoist priest seemed to be in immense pain at the moment, and his struggle became more and more intense. However, the blood gauze seemed to be an unbreakable barrier, separating the monk and the Taoist priest into two worlds.

Lin Qiulu's skills were almost exhausted and she could only hold on to Qin Yifan. Qin Yifan lost too much blood and was semi-conscious. He just remembered Qin Xiaoling and stubbornly stayed awake. Even if he could not save Qin Xiaoling, he still wanted to make Qin Xiaoling disappear.

The scene was in her eyes. Supporting Qin Yifan, Lin Qiulu could deeply feel the determination in Qin Yifan's eyes. Even Lin Qiulu herself had made a decision. As long as she could survive this time, she must kill Yuan Qing.

Take out the old Taoist skills and practice them. No matter they are Taoists or demons, as long as you can kill these guys who don't distinguish between right and wrong.

The monk was hesitant at the moment. Looking at the current situation, it was clear that the pain suffered by Qin Xiaoling was completely reflected on the Taoist priest. If a way to rescue the Taoist priest cannot be found in a short time, Qin Xiaoling will inevitably have to be let go. Then this time

The so-called act of slaying demons on behalf of heaven had to end in failure.

Neither Qin Yifan, Lin Qiulu, nor the Taoist monks had thought of this move. However, Qin Yifan admired Qin Xiaoling's last move. When he was in the army, he could not escape when he encountered an enemy who was incapable of defeating him.

Under such circumstances, the best choice is to do your best to inflict maximum damage on the enemy, weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness, and give the remaining companions a glimmer of hope.

Qin Yifan appreciates this aspect of Qin Xiaoling. If it were him, he would do it without hesitation if he had the opportunity. What Qin Yifan has to do now is to secretly restore his inner strength, look for opportunities, and give the monk a fatal blow.

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At this moment, the Taoist priest can no longer control the Qiankun Sword Box. The magic weapon that no one controls has slowly revealed its original appearance. It should have returned to its owner, but now the blood veil seems to have completely cut off the connection between the Taoist priest and the magic weapon. The Qiankun Sword

The box returned to a small backpack-like box and fell into the dust.

The Buddha beads and the sapphire Buddha statue were all on top of the Taoist priest's head at this moment, wildly emitting bursts of Buddha light visible to the naked eye, briefly leaving a little scorched black mark on the blood gauze, but in the blink of an eye it was covered with blood again.

Although Buddha's Light can restrain Qin Xiaoling's Yin Corpse attributes, it does not mean that it can be completely restrained. If there are no super magic weapons like the Nine-ring Zen Staff, the Sapphire Buddha Statue, or even the Buddha's Diamond Sutra, the skills of both sides will still have to compete. The fusion of Qin Xiaoling

The blood gauze with thousands of years of essence and blood is not only superior to that of a monk. Both the prayer beads and the sapphire Buddha statue need to be inspired by the monk's own Buddhist power. Without a thousand years of skill, how can it compete with the most precious essence and blood of zombies?

Soon, the monk discovered the best way to solve the trouble. As long as Qin Xiaoling could be solved in the shortest time, the Taoist priest's shackles could be released. Although the Taoist priest was also suffering during this period, he could still do it with his own skills.

short-term support.

Without hesitation, the monk returned to Qin Xiaoling again and continued to chant sutras loudly. The continuous Buddha's light emitted from his body made the pages of the Diamond Sutra wrapped around Qin Xiaoling shine with golden light. His fingers swept over his wrist veins.

, a deep wound suddenly appeared. Qin Yifan could clearly see that golden blood was flowing out of the monk's blood vessels.

With a finger pen dipped in his own blood, the monk began to write crazily around Qin Xiaoling. The written test was continuous without any pause. On the pages outside Qin Xiaoling, he wrote countless Sanskrit words. Qin Yifan didn't recognize them and only saw them one by one.

The beautiful words with golden light wrapped Qin Xiaoling more and more completely.

The monk wrote for half a stick of incense before he finished the last stroke. Qin Xiaoling turned into a huge shining golden cocoon, hanging in the air, spinning constantly. When the last stroke was completed, the monk seemed to

As if all the energy in his body was suddenly drained, he was sweating profusely and sat down on the ground. However, he ignored the wound on his wrist and continued to chant sutras crazily.

Suddenly, Qin Xiaoling seemed to be in a violent painful struggle, and let out a heart-rending roar. Even everyone outside was trembling with excitement. Then, as if haunted by thousands of ghosts, countless screams came out from hell.

The sound of evil horns filled the air. The pages of the Diamond Sutra that wrapped Qin Xiaoling shook violently, and the silver dragon that bound Qin Xiaoling also shook wildly.

The monk was shocked. The zombie's Taoism was too deep. The two Buddha treasures and his own essence and blood could not completely suppress her. With a cruel heart, he moved the sapphire Buddha statue protecting the body above the Taoist priest's head. He lifted up his whole body and the Buddha's light

Wrapping Qin Xiaoling tightly, she slowly returned to normal.

There are more and more stinking white smoke, and the hissing sound is getting more and more intense. However, the black smoke on the same side of the Taoist priest is also increasing, and I don't know if the Taoist priest can still hold on.

The monk is a little relieved that the violent struggle of all the ghosts crying is gradually slowing down, and the area wrapped by the pages of the Diamond Sutra is getting smaller and smaller, indicating that the size of the zombies inside is getting smaller and smaller. Soon it should be able to

Refining it and completely transcending it.

However, after paying a little attention to the Taoist priest's side, the monk's soul immediately emerged. The bloody gauze wrapping the Taoist priest was shrinking at the same speed. And the Taoist priest inside could no longer hear any sound.

Qin Yifan held the handle of the knife, looked at the situation in front of him coldly, and slowly waited for the opportunity. Now he didn't even have the strength to strike, and was still recovering slowly. However, the drying of blood prevented his wounds from continuing.

The bleeding gradually recovered. After a while, Qin Yifan was able to deliver a blow. With the sharpness of the kitchen knife, Qin Yifan believed that the unprepared and weak monk would never be able to resist.

The Taoist priest had no movement at all. The monk's eyes widened and he shouted the Buddha's name. The beads surrounding the Taoist priest's head also joined the ranks surrounding Qin Xiaoling. Without this last layer of protection, the Taoist priest wrapped in blood gauze seemed to be suddenly covered in blood.

The gauze sucked up all the blood and essence in the body in an instant, and quickly turned into a dried skeleton shape. The blood gauze wrapping the Taoist priest turned even brighter red.

"You are so evil that you don't even forget to harm others even after death. This poor monk will definitely send you to Avici Hell, where you will suffer for generations and never be reincarnated!" The monk screamed in grief and anger, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, all of which was golden in color.

The stimulation of the cocoon makes it even more dazzling.

However, the monk's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the golden cocoon spinning in the air, with an incredible look on his face, and he shouted in horror: "How is it possible?"
Chapter completed!