suppress.
Total suppression.
The auspicious light emitted from the bare scalp of the braying donkey is like the bright moonlight, clear, light, well-proportioned and elegant, but the power within is as heavy as a mountain, as if ten thousand Buddhas were angry and lifted the Sumeru throne and knocked it down on its head.
As soon as it came into contact, the great magical power 'Soul-eating Blood Light' from the "Blood Magic Book" released by Chang'an was like encountering a natural enemy. Its power was reduced several times, and it was overwhelmed by the auspicious light.
With a few "chichi" sounds, the blood light was suppressed until all the smoke and smoke disappeared, and Xiangguang quickly approached Chang'an.
Chang'an was so frightened that he was out of his wits.
In the auspicious light emitted by the braying donkey, ordinary people can smell the faint scent of sandalwood and feel peaceful. Every cell in the body feels comfortable and peaceful, as if full of energy.
However, after Chang An smelled it, his whole body from his nose to his abdomen seemed to be burned by fire.
Chang'an also had the illusion that he had been force-fed a bucket of molten gold juice. The hot gold liquid burned his internal organs to pieces, and the pain made his soul beat wildly. He wished he could burst his life pool and break his skull to fly out of his body.
Just smelling the scent of sandalwood is so painful. If the body is wrapped in auspicious light, what's the point
Chang'an instantly understood the origin of the shouting donkey Xiangguang.
Just like the bald guys in the Six Paths Palace.
The Immortality Sect and the Six Paths Palace had been mortal enemies for many years. Many of the Immortality Sect's magical powers and secret techniques were naturally restrained by the Six Paths Palace's techniques. Sometimes, some elders of the Life Pond Realm of the Immortality Sect would be countered by masters of the Half-Step Life Pond Realm of the Six Paths Palace.
Chang'an has extraordinary knowledge and knows that the Six Paths Palace is the inheritance of ancient Buddhism.
Buddhism is the natural nemesis of all evil spirits.
The "Blood Magic Book" is a hundred times more evil than the Immortality Sect's techniques, and it is even more restrained by Buddhist techniques.
"Damn bald donkey!" Chang An rushed up with a wave of evil anger, yelling at the donkey and cursing.
Amidst the curses, the clothes on Chang'an's chest burst open, and a bloody flag rolled out and flew out. It suddenly unfolded with a 'swish', and a stream of sticky blood rushed out along with the screams of the sky, and quickly greeted him. The auspicious light emitted by the braying donkey.
"Yeah, how do you know that my nickname is Bald Donkey?" The yelling Donkey laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into a straight line. When he opened his mouth, he spoke in human language: "Look, I am a bald man and a donkey. 'Bald Donkey' 'The word is so wonderful!"
The blood-colored flag branching out from Chang'an's chest was obviously an exotic treasure. The large flag with a radius of dozens of feet turned into a blood cloud floating above his head, and streaks of blood light rushed out from the blood cloud, and the auspicious light was in a stalemate with each other.
Xiangguang's lethality is still huge, but the blood energy released from the blood cloud is endless.
The sticky blood was constantly reduced to nothing by Xiangguang, but the blood rushing out of the blood cloud was too intense and powerful, and Xiangguang was actually forced to keep retreating backwards little by little.
"Buddhist thief Bald... What can you do to me?" Changan watched the auspicious light emitted by the braying donkey being forced back, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. He glared at the yelling donkey and at the same time glanced at the chubby woman.
Zhuyue, a woman with a smooth scalp and a round body, looked solemn. Holding the knife in both hands, she stabbed Chang'an steadily and slowly.
Separated by dozens of miles.
The speed of swinging the knife is so slow.
Chang'an laughed sarcastically: "This woman is also ignorant... This knife... is not used like this."
As the leader of the Immortality Religion, Chang An quite believed that he had the obligation and qualification to teach his enemies a lesson.
The next moment, Changan let out a miserable howl.
There was no sword light, no sword glow, and no sound of breaking through the air. Chang'an's body suddenly broke at the waist. The cross-section of his wound was as smooth as a mirror, without any trace of blood. Instead, there was a faint layer of golden glazed light attached to the wound.
The next moment, golden glazed light exploded with a bang, and a large piece of golden glazed flame burned fiercely on Chang'an's wound. Chang'an's upper and lower limbs were burned off for more than a foot in a snap.
With a 'snap', Chang'an's two thighs fell from the stone pillar. They bounced twice on the ground, one to the left and the other to the right, and jumped dozens of meters away. The golden glazed fire flashed, and the two thighs turned into blue smoke and drifted away.
The upper half of Chang'an's body was burning fiercely, and the flames quickly reached his chest. It was about to burn through his heart and burn his upper body into blue smoke.
With a miserable howl, Chang An moved his hand, and the blood cloud in the sky suddenly fell down, turning into a bloody flag and wrapping his wound.
Rolling blood light rolled out, and the golden glazed fire burned rapidly, refining all the blood light.
The bloody flag squirmed violently, making a sharp chirping sound like a living creature. Countless bloody lights rolled out, and the stalemate lasted for a full breath, and the golden glazed fire was completely extinguished.
"You guys, damn it!" Chang'an suddenly raised his head and screamed.
'Bang', 'Bang bang', 'Bang bang bang'!
The two front hooves of the braying donkey kicked down hard. Chang'an's head shook violently, and his shapeless face was kicked to pieces. The whole head looked like a broken melon and fruit.
The bloody flag released a billowing cloud of blood that blocked the auspicious light emitted from the top of the braying donkey's head, and the small half of Chang'an's body wrapped around it turned into a bloody light.
A thousand-foot-long bloody light suddenly flashed and instantly reached the sky above the tens of thousands of young men and women who had almost all their energy sucked dry.
"Evil!" Zhuyue's pupils turned into a dark golden color. She once again raised the sword that was almost as long as her height and struck it down with another strike.
The bloody flag wavered.
The bodies of tens of thousands of skinny young men and women exploded, and the last bit of blood in their bodies flew up and quickly merged into the bloody flag.
"Sin, sin!" Zhuyue and Yelling Donkey lamented at the same time.
Chang'an suddenly raised his head, barely opened his mouth, and spat out a blood-colored bead the size of a fist. The bloody beads were spinning rapidly. An invisible and traceless attack suddenly came in the void, and the bloody beads on the surface exploded with a 'bang'.
With a crisp sound of 'ding', the blood-colored orb flew back a long distance as if it was chopped by a heavy knife.
On the ground, the blood flying out of the bodies of those young men and women was submerged in the bloody flag.
Changan showed an expression of joy as if he had been an alcoholic who had been drinking for many years and suddenly tasted the unparalleled wine. He was laughing hysterically, and the remaining half of his body was squirming violently.
The bloody flag danced rapidly.
In just a few breaths, when the braying donkey and Zhuyue turned into a streamer and flew towards Chang'an, the blood-red flag suddenly opened. His body had been reborn, and the new skin was white and tender, with countless fine details under the almost translucent skin. Thin blood lines were moving rapidly.
Not only was the repair of the burned body completed, Chang An's face that was kicked to pieces also healed quickly, and he still had a handsome and evil face.
"You guys, what can you do to me?" Chang'an recalled the blood-colored orb and held it in his hand, provoking towards Zhuyue and the neighing donkey: "I am the chosen one, and my destiny is mine!"
"The chosen one?" Zhuyue arrived in front of Chang'an in a blink of an eye. With a wave of his right hand, he slashed Chang'an's neck with a knife.
"Haha, you are such an incomprehensible guy who doesn't know whether to live or die. In recent years, my aunt has... sinned, sinned. I have seen a lot of sins in these years." Zhuyue spoke very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it took a long time. Gossips spewed out.
But what was faster than her speaking speed was the speed with which she swung her knife.
In the previous two strikes, she swung the sword slowly, and the ridiculously slow speed of the sword seemed to match her chubby figure.
But at the moment, Zhuyue's sword swing was as fast as a storm. In the blink of an eye, she swung out 180,000 swords in succession.
The light of the knife stretched into wisps of extremely fine light, and the wisps of extremely fine light woven into a huge light network. Then the light network was very strange, surrounding Chang'an from all directions.
Chang'an hissed and roared, the blood-colored orb in his hand released a large amount of blood-colored flames, and a huge blood-flame cover tightly enveloped him.
In the blink of an eye, 180,000 knives struck the blood flame mask.
With a muffled sound, the blood flame mask shattered into pieces, exploding into countless bloody fireflies that scattered in all directions.
Chang'an's body also exploded, and was cut into extremely fine particles by the light of the knife, hundreds of times smaller than sesame seeds.
Chang'an screamed: "You destroyed my body!"
A streak of blood rushed out from Chang An's shattered body. It was faint and hazy, and looked the same as Chang An's. It was clearly his soul that was nurtured in the life pool.
Chang'an didn't have much time to break through the Life Pool Realm, and his soul was not essentially reborn.
Just because he practiced the "Blood Magic Book", Chang'an's soul became full of evil energy, and it looked very hideous and terrifying when it was bloody.
The bloody flag rolled up Chang'an, and along with the shrill and piercing screams, masses of blood light, blood clouds, and blood fire continued to pour into Chang'an's soul. His shattered body exploded into a large mass of blood mist, which was quickly absorbed by his soul.
"Huh? Give up the Dao body and condense the demon body? What a brilliant demonic technique." Zhuyue snorted coldly: "But, in the hands of a poor monk, how dare you do such a bold thing?"
Taking a deep breath, Zhuyue's originally round body suddenly inflated like a balloon.
The screaming donkey that just rushed over opened its mouth and sprayed out twelve bright auspicious lights towards Chang'an. After breaking twelve bowl-sized holes in Chang'an's unformed demon body, the screaming donkey turned around and left. .
Chang'an's demon body was broken open by Xiangguang, and he screamed in pain.
But the bloody flag continued to spurt out blood light, blood clouds and blood flames into his soul, and the pierced wounds quickly squirmed and healed. Chang'an smiled triumphantly: "That's all, that's all, it's just a physical body, so what if I don't need it anymore? I have been unable to make up my mind whether to cast a supreme demonic body. I would like to thank you for helping me make the decision."
Sighing heavily, Changan said helplessly and with a hint of pride: "It's a pity that before the demonic body is fully formed, I will no longer be able to enjoy those delicate, juicy little girls."
It has been gaining momentum month by month.
Suddenly a bright light appeared behind her, and a flaming lion roared out from the bright light, and then opened its mouth suddenly.
Zhuyue also opened his big mouth.
'Ouch~~~~~~'!
A shocking roar of a lion.
The void in front of Zhuyue was squirming violently, and it was vaguely visible that the void was shaken by the lion's roar, causing shallow ripples.
The air fluctuated violently, and huge white air explosions roared and rolled back in all directions. The entire grotto shook violently, deep cracks opened on the ground, and the surrounding rock walls cracked. Shaking, the stalagmites on the dome were shattered into pieces by this loud roar before they could fall.
The disciples of the Immortality Sect all howled in unison.
A large amount of blood mist spurted out from their seven orifices. Those in the Chonglou Realm and the Sensing Xuan Realm were the disciples of the Immortality Cult who had already developed magic power. The magic source between their brows was shattered, and their whole body cultivation was completely destroyed.
And those tens of thousands of young children seemed to be deaf to the roar of the moon.
In other words, the roar of the moon did not cause any harm to them.
Not only that, the children who were overly frightened also showed a slight smile, and the shadows, panic, and all negative emotions in their hearts were gently erased by a huge gentle force.
As soon as their hands loosened, the swords and weapons that had been forced into their hands fell to the ground.
With a relaxed sigh, these children fell to the ground with drooped eyelids and quickly fell into the deepest sleep.
The roaring continued from month to month.
There seemed to be an endless wind tunnel in her belly, with hurricanes constantly blowing out, blowing her vocal cords and making a terrifying lion's roar.
The roaring lions that originally attacked indiscriminately from all directions gradually gathered in front of her.
The lion's roar, which was bombarded from all directions at 360 degrees, quickly turned into a golden beam of light about ten feet in diameter, and accompanied by deafening thunder, it moved forward to break through the air and kill.
Fierce.
overbearing.
majesty.
sacred.
The majestic power of avoiding all evil spirits and restraining all evil forces turned into a golden beam of light, which hit Chang'an's violently squirming demonic body heavily.
Changan screamed in pain.
At this moment, he felt that his soul was soaked in molten metal juice.
His soul is burning.
His soul is shrinking.
His soul is shrinking rapidly, constantly collapsing and getting smaller.
The bloody flag squirmed violently, constantly replenishing his soul with blood light, blood clouds, and blood flames.
But Chang'an's soul is still shrinking.
In the end, Chang'an couldn't help the boundless pain, and he roared hysterically toward the dome above.
A blue cold light fell down and enveloped Chang'an's body, and then Chang An disappeared without a trace in the blue cold light.
"Who are you?" Changan finally roared unwillingly.
Zhuyue raised her head in astonishment and looked at the faint blue cold light slowly dissipating on the dome. She said slowly: "Great Reincarnation Temple, Yunshui Monk, Zhuyue."
The barking donkey ran over panting. There were countless cracks in the dome, and a large amount of gravel continued to fall, hitting the barking donkey's body.
Shaking his big head, flicking his two long ears, the barking donkey roared angrily: "Junior sister Zhuyue, I told you not to roar like a lion! You..."
Zhuyue turned her head and glanced sideways at the barking donkey.
Yelling Donkey immediately smiled and asked softly: "Junior sister, what are your orders?"
Zhuyue looked at the sleeping Immortal Cultists and the children on the ground, and sighed heavily: "Find someone to help, wipe your butt... Senior brother, you are always very lucky, aren't you?"