"Fresh flesh..."
"I'm sorry, you can't be greedy for my body."
With a "Boom", the flames rose, and the soul of a hungry ghost rushed over into the flames blooming in Qin Yi's palm and disappeared.
In addition to the air, the enemies here are all the hungry ghosts who are being punished.
When strangers enter, of course they want to eat.
After determining the environment of the entire region, Qin Yi took the lead and broke into the group of hungry ghosts. An'an drives the water spirit behind him to protect the flames; Yushang controls the air pressure, and the blade does not invade.
On the thorny road of blades and flames, the three of them strode forward like a smooth road.
The hungry ghost stopped the road and left it to Qin Yi to solve it.
Hungry ghosts here are monks who have been here for tens of thousands of years. All of them are not weak. How can those who can go to Beiming be weak? Weak, even Beiming's icy environment can't stand it.
And the repeated torture of these powerhouses in the Hungry Ghost Realm after death is also an alternative experience.
It can be said that if another ordinary Qianyuan person entered, he would have been torn apart by these people without seeing the BOSS.
To be honest, they are also innocents, but at this time, disturbing sympathy will cost them their own lives. Of course, Qin Yi will not let them go.
It just so happened that he could restrain such a hungry ghost.
He once got the Red Lotus Tribulation Fire in the chaotic land, which is an excellent means to purify the resentful spirits. When the phoenix fire is integrated, there is a purification meaning of transcending rebirth and reincarnation, and the effect is even more obvious.
The exuberant yang fire that purifies everything, not violent or burning, warm and peaceful, forms an extreme contrast with the ghost prison here.
"For you guys... it can be considered a relief." Qin Yi sighed softly.
More and more hungry ghosts gathered.
It was like a moth to a fire, it was clearly about to be purified and burned, but no one was afraid, but there was some subconscious anticipation mixed with the evil intention of tearing Qin Yi apart, screaming, wailing, rolling in the flames, and the whole atmosphere was weird. Absolutely.
Qin Yi's eyes were full of waves, and he truly experienced Ming He's heart without sadness and joy.
She has flowed through the ages, and she has seen too many resentful spirits like this.
There will be no movement at all.
All purified is to retain the purest spiritual light of life, and crossing the river is empty.
Purification is immediate death, transcendence is rebirth.
The rivalry between Fenghuang and Ming He, the fusion of life and death, the combination of Qin Yi's "several years" of double cultivation.
"boom!"
The flames of the entire trail of flames turned red.
formed a red lotus.
The entire Hungry Ghost Sword Prison is filled with red lotuses.
The fire of purgatory can't stand, the sword of judgment ceases, and the boundless world is full of fire of Qin Yi's robbery.
Thousands of resentful spirits wailed and rolled in the fire, roaring with anger or joy.
In the suppressed fire of purgatory, there was a trace of darkness that quietly appeared.
The flames turned black.
A sense of loneliness spread in the flames.
Qin Yi didn't seem to notice, and was still dealing with the surging tide of thousands of resentments, but before he knew it, the mace in his left hand quietly adjusted a posture.
"Whoosh!"
The black fire rushed up and spread, turning the several meters of the three people into a black flame.
There is a dead silence that penetrates the soul, the fire of silence.
It can make the spirit and flesh vanish into ashes and die silently.
The mace slammed into the ground with a "ton" sound. The burst of air rushed to the black fire scattered all over the place, as if there was an image of nothingness in the air, flapping its wings and one foot.
"I knew it was you dead birds."
There was extreme resentment in the air, roaring the soul: "Liu... Su!!!"
Qin Yi: "..."
I thought I was the protagonist, but in fact, Bang Bang is.
The assigned path still corresponds to the great cause and effect.
The Golden Crow tens of thousands of years ago, after being hammered to death by a stick, overlapped with Wangchuan, intertwined with Samsara, and met with the Abyss of Kunpeng, so it is not difficult to understand the rebirth of this divine creature.
"Ninety-nine thousand years." Tassel corrected: "I was just enlightened at that time."
Qin Yi wants to say why you are so embarrassed to say it. How old are you... Well, the timeline seems to be clearer. It used to be tens of thousands of years ago. Now it is certain that Tassel became enlightened 99,000 years ago. Kalpa was 88,000 years ago. Beating up outsiders in between, the specific time is of little value.
Forget it, it's not important, his attention is still the resentful spirit here, and Jinwu will leave it to Liusu.
The third demon master here is not a primitive creature, nor a demonized Kunpeng.
It was the soul of the Golden Crow who plundered the principles of the Great Dao where the original creatures should have been born, and formed a new Demon Lord. Should there be nine? Now it seems to be a composite.
Black Golden Crow.
The true fire of the sun has turned into a black flame of annihilation.
The body like the scorching sun has turned into a black dead silence.
This Jinwu should not be called Jinwu, but Heiwu? It is said that black is black, should this be called Wuwu
A nonsensical thought flashed through Qin Yi's mind, and he saw that Hei Yan had completely swallowed the mace.
Qin Yi was not worried that Tassel couldn't deal with this demon master, but felt a little regret and worries about the other two paths.
This person in front of him is by no means the strongest demon... and this is not the original body, it is just a sneak attack by the soul-splitting god, and the fight is boring.
But since this is the case, it means that the strongest Demon Lord who has no form and perfection is not here...
Minghe Qingying, who is against it
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"Inferno... the realm of hell." Meng Qingying was in the vast fire, her body was scorching hot, she stood quietly, the imprint of the fire on her forehead shining brightly.
"I thought I was the transfer of the Phoenix Emperor, and I would be maliciously assigned to the animal realm... It seems that the interference of grief and wishes still led to the fair expression of the law, and there is no such boring abuse. Then... If it is a fair evaluation..." She whispered to herself : "It turns out that my journey to the devil's way in this world is still corresponding to the burning of the fire of purgatory. Can't I live forever?"
"No wonder I'm the only one. None of them are like this... I'm the only demon, hehe." Meng Qingying felt a little bit of self-injury in her heart, and soon the jade talisman flashed in her arms, suppressing this emotion. go back.
No matter which one, the nature in this respect is the same, as long as you have negative emotions, you can enter the devil.
Qin Yi's magic-suppressing jade talisman is really effective.
"Heh..." Meng Qingying smiled softly: "The six realms I set up, the reincarnation law of my own separation... After tens of thousands of years, I judged myself and fell into hell. It's ironic."
Ironic indeed.
If Qin Yi was here, he might talk to her about a powerful man named Shang Yang.
There are also thousands of souls in the distance, who are being tortured by purgatory, their tarsal bones are burned, and they will never stop.
She will also be punished.
It's just that things like flames are given to Meng Qingying for almost nothing.
The purple scorpion fire gently diffused around her body, and Meng Qingying's whole body lingered in the faint purple brilliance, the real fire purgatory, but it could not harm her in the slightest.
"Is there no intention of repentance?" A voice echoed in the sea of souls: "You practiced in this world, and you have harmed civilians. Netherworld integration, war stained blood. Underworld creatures, killing thousands. You have blood in your hands, you have sins, you should suffer Burning atonement, baptism of ten thousand years."
Meng Qingying raised her head slightly and said lightly: "No one is qualified to judge me. Even if I came to my previous life and the Emperor Feng was in front, it was not qualified to judge me. Yaoguang recovered and the Emperor of Heaven was reborn, she was not qualified to judge me. I can't judge myself, let alone just a strand of the power of law that I stripped away?"
She paused and said sharply, "Sneaky, self-righteous. Get out!"
The voice echoing from the sea of souls, others may think that it is the little angel in their hearts introspecting, but Meng Qingying knows better than anyone that it is the temptation of the devil here.
This whole set of things was born out of her.
Whether it is three paths or six paths, or the plate of reincarnation, it is her cause and effect.
"What the lord is so unwilling to do, you should try such a bad idea." Meng Qingying whispered softly, with a temptation: "As long as you swallow me, you will not only be able to break the cause and effect, but also be in charge of the long-cherished wish. Reincarnation, fix the six paths. You will be the real body at that time, and that monk will be the three corpses, right?"
Demon versus Demon.
lure to lure.
"Boom", the evil thoughts descended, straight to the eyebrows.
The grief-stricken demonic thoughts really couldn't help it.
Meng Qingying met her cause and effect.
What about Minghe