Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 252

The ghost resentment butterfly is going down, wanting to sacrifice the lives of innocent people in exchange for the possibility of escape.

Patriarch Qi Min took An Qingli down suddenly, using the ghost fire to block the ghost's intentions.

Patriarch Qi Gao condensed green vines with spells to wrap around the ghostly resentment butterfly, which was protected by yin energy.

The two buddhist cultivators in the Tribulation Realm are also guarding one side, preventing the ghosts and butterflies from going down.

It stands to reason that it would not be too difficult for the four Tribulation Transcending Realm to deal with a ghost and resentment butterfly Transcending Tribulation Realm together.

However, it was the ghost aura of the ghost resentment butterfly that got in the way. With the protection of the ghost aura, the four crossing the tribulation realm did not dare to get too close.

When the distance was far away, the Ghost Grudge Butterfly, which lacked a single wing, escaped the fierce attacks of several Dujie Patriarchs several times.

The black ghostly aura permeated for tens of miles.

"Ah, what a strange weather!"

Some people on the ground were talking about how a huge cloud suddenly floated on such a sunny day.

"It's going to rain, collect your clothes!"

Someone exclaimed, and hurriedly put the clothes to dry in the house.

The dark clouds were erratic, getting lower and lower, and the surrounding air became gloomy and cold.

"Hey, why is there still red light? Could it be red lightning?"

Those who didn't know, trembling and shaking their legs, were still amazed, unaware of the imminent disaster and the imminent death.

"It's strange, it's strange, there are golden thunderbolts, and blue thunderbolts, monsters! The monsters are coming!"

Someone got scared and got under the bed.

"report"

The palace guards shouted anxiously.

"Talk." The lecherous old emperor lay in the wine pool and meat forest.

"A vision from the sky, three-color black clouds, there may be."

Before the guard could finish speaking, ghost screams suddenly sounded in the sky above the palace.

Thousands of ghosts screamed shrillly and were so eerie that it caused countless people's scalps to tingle, and even more frightened the old emperor, who rolled his eyes and fell into the snow-white arms of the fox charm concubine.

"Die. Die"

The Daoxiu national master of the third level of qi training has a shaved head, and he is about to run away without cleaning up his soft and soft clothes.

"No further down!"

The two high-level Buddhist cultivators glared.

This evil animal has ruined tens of thousands of lives in the Kingdom of the Holy Son, so how can it be allowed to do more evil.

How could Ghost Resentment Die obediently obey orders, getting the bargaining chip is the most important thing.

The incomplete wings fluttered violently, and then the boundless ghost energy was released, and the ghost resentment butterfly took the opportunity to go down.

An Qingli took out the sleeve robe of the ancestor, stepped on the Ruyi Red Flame Sword, and instantly opened all the available acupuncture points in the body, and the ghost fire lingered all over the body in an instant.

The black flames burned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, and blazed above the capital.

An Qingli was like a burning man, standing upright in the center of this sea of ​​flames.

Patriarch Qi Min propped up his aura shield to protect her behind.

Although An Qingli's Nether Fire was powerful, it was almost meaningless to the ancestors of the Transcendence Tribulation Realm.

Patriarch Qi Gao also propped up the aura shield, swung the green vines, and whipped the ghostly resentment butterfly, forcing it to go up.

The spiritual power in An Qingli's body was being consumed crazily.

The two buddha cultivators in the Tribulation Realm folded their hands together and passed through the sea of ​​flames. They didn't hesitate to burn their bodies in the fire of the netherworld, and rushed towards the ghost resentful butterfly with raging flames all over their bodies.

The ghost fire ignited the Taoist robes and shoes of the two eminent monks, as well as their flesh and blood.

The two Buddhist cultivators only used a little spiritual power to protect their bodies.

The skin and flesh were "sizzled" by the Nether fire.

The two buddhist students used themselves as wicks for the ghost fire to burn.

The fire was intense.

The two groups of flames in the shape of human beings were instantly covered with golden light, smashed away those resentful souls, and went straight to the ghost resentment butterfly.

"crazy!"

Ghost Resentment Butterfly was frightened.

An Qingli was full of admiration.

Xiao Jintan uttered a Buddha's name, as if expressing his heart for the two Buddhist ancestors: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"madman!"

The Ghost Resentment Butterfly screamed again, fluttering its wings in panic.

Not long ago, it was the same thing that forced the two old bald donkeys to dodge left and right, but now it was the other way around. The two old bald donkeys were armed with black fire and attacked it left and right.

It dare not go down.

There is a sea of ​​fire below, and that sea of ​​fire will toss half of its life.

However, going up or forward, it has already lost a wing at this moment, hurting its vitality, and its speed is also greatly reduced.

As for letting go of resentful souls, the Buddhist cultivator has the ability to transform into golden light, so he is not afraid at all.

Or release the ghostly spirit?That will only fuel the ghost fire on Buddha Xiu, and it will be even more detrimental to him.

hateful!

Are you really going to die here today!
An Qingli withdrew the Nether Fire that was lingering around her, led by the two ancestors, Qi Min and Qi Gao, and chased after the ghost resentful butterfly.

Another acupoint was knocked open, at the same time, the rejuvenation formula in her body was running rapidly, helping her quickly replenish the spiritual power that was consumed just now.

The two buddhist cultivators had already stopped the ghost resentment butterfly one by one, and suddenly increased their speed, they attacked the ghost resentment butterfly back and forth, and rushed towards the ghost resentment butterfly.

Ghost Resentment Butterfly jumped up.

Patriarch Qi Gao suddenly appeared, and when he shook his hand, the natal magic weapon appeared in his hand.

It is a piece of green bamboo whip.

Take a whip.

There was a piercing sound, like thunder.

Mortals living on the ground have never heard such a terrifying thunder.

This time it was not in vain, Gui Yuandie was cut in two with a whip.

Generally speaking, the body strength of monsters is higher than that of monks of the same level, but only in general.

A monster like the Ghost Resentment Butterfly is obviously not like this.

"what!"

Guiyuandie screamed, and Mengdie, who was awake, also screamed.

An old Buddhist cultivator pinched his hand covered in black flames, and pinched the broken lower half, and within a moment, the lower half was reduced to ashes.

"You can't kill me, I'm still Mengdie!"

Only half of the Ghost Grudge Butterfly, with only two wings left, screamed as it fled.

Patriarch Qi Gao raised his whip again, protected the whip with spiritual power, rolled up a cloud of ghost fire on Buddha Xiu, and threw it at the half of the ghost resentful butterfly.

"I'm still Mengdie!"

Ghost resentment butterfly screamed.

"Meng Die, you are talking!"

Mengdie was silent.

The two Buddha cultivators proclaimed the Buddha's name, but hesitated for a moment.

Qi Gao said: "Pedantry."

As soon as the words fell, a whip whipped up the Nether Fire, like a fire dragon, and attacked the half-breathing Ghost Resentment Butterfly.

The flames burned him, the ghost complained and Die screamed, and Meng Die also screamed.

The screams came to an end, so did the story of the ghost complaining about the butterfly, and so did Meng Die's short life.

An Qingli remained silent, stepped on the Chiyan sword, and issued a finger formula to retract the Nether Fire on the two Buddha cultivators, and also used the sword to recover the other Nether Fire scattered in the air.

Ancestor Qi Min said to An Qingli through voice transmission: "Your Ancestor Qi Gao's 'pedantic' scolding is very appropriate. The momentary hesitation of the two monks is very likely to cost their lives, and it is even more likely to cause them to die." That ghost and resentful butterfly escaped, costing more lives. Mercy depends on the occasion, and when it should not be compassionate, don't be soft-hearted."

"Thank you for your advice, Patriarch." An Qingli nodded, and the Nether Fire entered his body, instantly turning into surging Nether Qi, and the acupoints in his body were knocked open one after another.

The two hundred and thirty-six have already been broken, and next, you only need to pour in spiritual power step by step to fill them up. If you fill them up with the power of merit, that would be great.

Proclaiming the Buddha's name, the two Buddha cultivators were burnt black, clasped their hands together and recited scriptures, and their bodies gradually turned golden.

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