Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 398 True Fire Flame Dragon, Burning Demons and Refining Demons!
In Xuanjian Palace, one evil and strange, one sacred and vast, two diametrically opposed forces that restrained each other, just like this met and annihilated in mid-air, and there was a stalemate for several breaths.

Duanchou stood on a high platform with a golden lamp on his head, his clothes fluttered without wind, looking at the empty scene, a strange color flashed in his indifferent eyes.

Although he had never met a demonic monk before, Duanchou still had a certain understanding of the Blood Demon Sect of Zhengu Demon Sect, which was comparable to the Four Great Holy Lands.

What made him feel strange was that, judging from the blood soul that had invaded Wei Hongyu's body, although Bei Mingshang's "Blood Shadow Divine Illumination Sutra" had reached a certain extremely high level, from dirty and smelly to mellow and fragrant, it was obvious that It is to grasp a certain essence of blood.

But no matter how you say it, after all, there is a gathering of filthy aura, full of mournful resentment, how can he persist for so long in front of the golden lamp flame, the nemesis of all evil, as if he has not been restrained.

After all, I don't know much about the "Blood Shadow God's Illumination Sutra", and all the above are just speculations, but Duanchou has not been able to come up with an answer.

In order to avoid causing harm to Wei Hongyu's physical body, Duanchou was also a little restrained, and he didn't dare to let go. However, the current situation was in line with his wishes, and he didn't even put in any effort.

His incense and golden lamp is a magic weapon of the divine way. This golden light and divine flame is formed by the power of living beings and gathered lights from thousands of families. It destroys evil and delusion. Compared with consumption, he is not afraid of anyone. His blood soul, how much blood can be transpired!
After a long time, when the blood energy was exhausted and exhausted, the blood soul hidden in Wei Hongyu's body naturally disappeared!

It's a pity that although Bei Mingshang is not the main body himself, he still has a basic judgment. Seeing the other party's relaxed appearance, the golden lamp and divine flames seem to shine like the sun, and after the endless, he immediately became vigilant and dared not delay.

Bei Mingshang took a deep breath, and finally changed his move first.

"Blood fiends give birth to lotuses, You Luo girl, scold!"

The surging river of blood suddenly stagnated following Bei Mingshang's formula, as if it had frozen, but in an instant, it suddenly fluctuated violently.

Blossoming blood-colored lotus flowers broke through the waves and emerged, swaying slightly and blooming sweetly, reflecting the entire bloody river like a lotus pond under the moonlight, elegant and quiet.

The blood was rippling, and there was a burst of sound on the lotus pod, and then blood-red translucent phantoms appeared one by one, the girls danced lightly, and the ghosts were clustered, all of which were soul-stirring and captivating.

"You Luo girl?"

"I think it's a lonely ghost!"

With an indifferent expression on Duanchou's face, he snorted coldly, suppressed the faintly drawn blood in his body, and immediately turned his hand into a sword finger, and suddenly retracted it to the point between his eyebrows.

"boom"

The spiritual power surged all over his body, and with a bang, a little fiery red light appeared, condensed on the fingertips, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

In an instant, the red brilliance burst forth, visible to the naked eye, and there was a vibration of the divine wheel between the frowning brows, and there was a hidden aura leaking out. Then, he stretched his sword finger away, and a crimson flame emerged from it, which could not be blown away by the wind, like a torch. His fingertips were burning.

Duanchou stands proudly like a sword, and shoots in the air with one finger!
In an instant, a huge red fire flame dragon roared in Wukong, and as soon as it took shape, it rushed towards the girl Youluo on the blood river.

The true fire of samadhi is from the very beginning to the yang. It is born by upholding the energy of the three yangs and borrowing the three thoughts of the body, energy, and spirit. It is the supreme true fire of Taoism. I am not afraid of this evil girl. Soul flies away!

"Samadhi is really hot!"

Bei Mingshang's complexion was extremely ugly, and the short four words almost exhausted all his strength to burst out from between his teeth.

Previously, he had been careful to hide it, and he didn't dare to find out the outside world at all, so that Duanchou taught Jiang Ming the Dharma at Qingyang Gate, and he didn't know about it.

However, as the arrogant of the Blood Fiend Sect, how could he not know about the Samadhi True Fire, which burns demons and refines demons, and specializes in conquering the evils of the heavens? He could never have imagined that the master of this ancient swordsmanship sect would actually He doesn't look like a swordsman at all!
It is also a magic weapon of the divine way, and it is also a real fire of samadhi, so you can't just come out with the whole sword honestly?
Staring at the raging red flame dragon in the void, Bei Mingshang roared with grief in his heart. He thought of hundreds of possible situations he might face, but he did not expect that they simply set off two fires. It drove him to such a desperate situation.

Just when he was surprised, grieved and indignant, before he had time to deal with it.Countless Youluo girls were burnt by him, no matter whether it was to change the reality or to avoid entering the river of blood, it was useless.

The Flame Dragon condensed from Samadhi True Fire seems to have no taboos, no matter what the ghosts of the girls do, they just simply approach and wave their claws twice, and the job is over.

Countless blood-red figures shuttled and danced in front of the hanging blood river. At first glance, it seemed that the golden flame river was being pushed back steadily, and the red flame dragon danced anxiously, as if it had already gained the upper hand.

However, looking at it after a while, it is clear at a glance.

The river of golden flames became brighter and more condensed, and the red fire flame dragon roared and danced in the sky, unscrupulous, but the blood-red figure was completely empty, and even the terrifying blood river that had previously frightened its momentum began to thin out and attenuate.

The blood evil gives birth to a lotus, a young girl named You Luo.

The young girl has the dance of the goddess, and the charming appearance; Youluo has the shadow of the soul devourer, and the ghost cry of the soul, and they are all burned by Duanchou before they can appear in the future. Power.

Seeing this, Duanchou's eyes were cold, and there was no color on his face. He raised his hand, and a golden rope shot out from his hand, stretched in the air, and his eyes were covered with golden light layer by layer, like a sheet covering the sky. The huge golden net covering the sun was under the hood facing Bei Mingshang standing upright on the blood-colored lotus platform.

"Lingbao!!" Bei Mingshang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gasped.

If he is bound by the golden rope of this spiritual treasure, he will definitely be reduced to a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others!

However, Bei Mingshang's reputation as an evildoer of the Demon Sect was not in vain. Facing the overwhelming ropes, he didn't dodge or dodge, just sneered and let them fall.

The golden rope coiled and shrunk like a dragon, and the 36 talismans on it shone with dazzling golden light. For a moment, Beimingshang could not be seen, and Duan frowned slightly. In such a situation, everyone knew that there must be something wrong, but they didn't know that the other party still had something wrong. No means were used.

In a blink of an eye, when the golden rope shrank to the size of a person, a low voice came out from it: "Blood lotus Duer, ten thousand dharma will not touch. Open!"

The inside of the dragon-binding rope was suddenly empty, and the entire rope collapsed, wrapping in the shape of a flower bone.

Duanchou raised his eyebrows slightly, and his consciousness moved suddenly, sweeping across the entire river of blood, and then his eyes froze, focusing on a blood lotus that was slowly blooming.

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