My eyes were cracking and howling frantically: "Lang Liuli, how dare you refine thousands of ghosts as a means of protection? Damn, sin damned!"
It's not wrong, this is a soul-refining method that all the schools on the road have explicitly forbidden. To put it bluntly, the homicides are all innocent people who meet certain specific conditions.
Such as special birthday characters or god-given roots, etc., anyway, it is conditional.
These methods are extremely cruel, the operation process is extremely horrible, but the success rate is not high.
In other words, behind Lang Liuli's successful refining of thousands of ghost guards, there are tens of thousands of evil spirits who are helplessly roaring at the sky.
With this little son's effort, Jian Qi had already collided with the giant Yin Ling.
The invincible sword energy fell on the giant Yin Ling, and a big hole was punched in an instant!
But the existence of Yin Ling is different from that of a living person. It raises its head and roars to the sky, igniting a terrifying Yin fire all over its body, and its Yin ability is completely mobilized.
The sword energy that penetrated the giant Yin Ling was deflected by the Yin ability, and failed to hit Lang Liuli's key point, but penetrated through his left shoulder.
With a scream of'Ah', Lang Liuli fell to the ground from mid-air, and the huge yin spirit all over his body moved one by one to block the injured Lang Liuli.
I shook the Ah Bi Mo sword, the sword body hummed, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, because the chance of killing Lang Liuli with one sword had disappeared.
The other party has a giant yin spirit as a shield, I used this trick again, it was nothing more than constantly consuming the energy of the giant yin spirit, and I couldn't kill Lang Liuli on the spot.
The air was scorched by the yin fire, making a'cracking' sound, and the transparent holes in the giant Yin Ling's body kept emitting black smoke. In order to dissolve the sword qi, the accumulated amount of Yin power was constantly being consumed.
"Lang Liuli, do you dare to risk the world's ill will to practice soul-refining sorcery? Your Tamar is dead!"
I pointed my sword at the monk who slowly stood up from the dust, blood-stained in the white monk's clothes, furious.
"Outside the evil spirits, how many people will have to kill to condense the giant Yin spirit?"
"Is that right? Such a demon monk said without shame that he would build a temple in the square to save the suffering? I think that after entering the temple of his house, the loss of money is a small matter. Materials for sorcery!"
"Isn't it, I thought
The temple was really refreshed under the leadership of Lang Liuli. At this moment, it seems that I am too naive. It is not a Buddhist holy land, but an out-and-out super magic cave, eating people without spitting out bones! "
"The master Jiang Guan is brave, we hope you can kill the demon monk and walk the way for the sky."
"Lang Liuli is destroyed."
"Destroy him!"
The crowds of spectators were excited, and some of them triggered a chain reaction, and they all raised their hands and waved, vowing to kill the evil monk.
I sneered secretly.
This group of guys are really strong at seeing the wind and making the rudder. The reason why Lang Liuli has become a rat crossing the street is not because of his identity as a demon monk, but because he was cut to the world with a single sword.
Just by looking at the blood on his shoulder, I knew that the injury was serious. Just now, I had already shown the combat power of the mid-Tongtian stage or even the late-Tongtian stage.
If the other party hadn't used the giant Yin Ling to block the sword qi attack, but could penetrate Lang Liuli's eyebrows, then he would be dead.
The people who were not optimistic about me before were almost frightened. They realized that the owner of the Taoist Hall in the square actually possessed the ability to leapfrog and slay the ordinary Heaven-passing Realm. Is this still enough
If so, the tree fell and the hunger scattered, and the wall fell and everyone pushed.
After I sternly questioned Lang Liuli, the old gang of old oils immediately slumped toward the harder side, and only then could there be the scene at this moment.
This is how things are in the world. People who fall into the ground are everywhere, but those who give charcoal in the snow are extremely rare.
There is nothing new in the sun!
How many times have these things been staged? I won't be moved by this, but angrily locked Lang Liuli with an indifferent expression on his face.
"No matter how much you pay today, even if you need to condense the power of the secondary pupil, I have to kill the demon monk on the spot. No one cares about the blood feuds of so many creatures, right? Then I care!"
"Ha ha ha ha… !"
Lang Liuli suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The loud laughter actually suppressed the surrounding accusations.
He looked around, his eyes were like falcons, and he showed his unscrupulous attitude that he didn't put the people of the world in his eyes.
"Monk, you dare to be rampant?"
"You have reached the end of the road. Master Jiang can walk the path for the sky with a single sword. You still dare to laugh in public, no
How do you write the word for deadly death? "
"Master Jiang, don't let the demon monk go down arrogantly, kill him, expel the Lufo Temple, and restore the glory of my Central Plains."
"Guardian Jiang, we are against you...!"
The spectators were irritated, some who yelled at Lang Liuli, some who shouted slogans to let me get rid of demons, and some of their faces turned red with excitement, as if they were not sharing the same hatred with Lang Liuli.
But I noticed that the dozen or so people who shouted the loudest slogans were the ones who mocked me from the standpoint of Lang Liuli in the first place
It really is a group of rats!
"Amitabha, a group of frogs at the bottom of a well, and a group of young people who are also worthy of calling the poor monk's name? The donor who said that the poor monk does not know how to write the dead words, I hope that in half a minute, you can still stick to this attitude. Seal the talisman, solve, solve, untie!"
Lang Liuli laughed in anger and couldn't keep her calm anymore. She shouted three'solution' words in a row with a grim face, and three giant talismans with golden light emerged from his body.
After he retracted the reduced right-handed white spiral method into his arms, he stretched out a finger to smash the talisman one by one.
When the first giant golden light talisman was broken, the energy fluctuated in the initial stage of the sky.
Suddenly, all the verbal abuse and accusation stopped, and the shocked eyes of the most joyful guys who jumped almost flew out, and their expressions turned black immediately.
Where is this
Lang Liuli smashed the second golden talisman, and the mid-term fluctuations of the sky-transmitting realm were transmitted to the four directions.
The mouths of the spectators were open enough to swallow goose eggs.
After the third golden light talisman was smashed, the waves in the later stage of the Tongtian realm rushed straight into the night sky. It seemed that Xingyue was retiring at this moment and did not dare to compete with Lang Liuli.
The injury on his body healed at a speed visible to the human eye. The water energy was washed several times, and after the fire energy was dried, a moon white monk's clothes were as clean as new except for the holes caused by the sword on the shoulders.
The giant yin spirit shattered and turned into heavy shadows, rushing back into Lang Liuli's body.
Several layers of colorful apertures appeared in the back of his head, only to say that the image was the arrival of the holy monk.
It makes people wonder if it was dazzled before? How could such transcendent and holy monks condense the giant evil spirits by killing tens of thousands of innocent creatures
(End of this chapter)