The best feng shui master

Chapter 1167 Great Purification

Chen Yi finally understood why the old magic stick was so confident, it turned out that was the idea.

He wants Chen Yi to abolish his cultivation and assist Fenghuang to become a saint. The bullshit assistance is obviously threatening his life, so that Fenghuang can be captured without a fight and has to become a saint!
Said to be a saint, but in fact it is just a puppet, a sign pulled out to attract Huaxia's faith. When he completes the plan, the two useless people, Chen Yi and Fenghuang, will definitely not be safe and sound.

The ghost knows in which unknown corner they will die.

In this world, there is no such thing as gods bless the world, only one's own struggle, winners and losers, after success, history books will be rewritten, all public opinion is not their own final say?
Chen Yi sneered, and said, "Old god stick, I will give you a choice too, wear the Pope's crown, kowtow three times to worship me as your teacher, and then tell the world in the newspaper news that you, the Western Holy See, worship me to control the dragon." I will spare your life as well!"

"Hmph, I don't know what it means to be rampant!"

The old god stick's face was not good-looking, and he thought it was an insult, although he insulted Chen Yi first.

"Holy Father, don't talk nonsense with him. After you capture him, you will destroy his cultivation and torture him. I don't believe his bones are harder than our criminal tools!" said a tall and strong Dzogchen monk.

The other skinny man also said: "That's right, this kid is very stubborn, if you don't give him some strength, he won't know how to repent."

The old magic stick looked at Chen Yi viciously, "Okay, catch him, save his life, and let him repent his whole life before our Lord's cross!"

As soon as the words fell, the two Dzogchen rushed towards Chen Yi like a gust of wind, and the knight's spear was fierce and fierce, pointing directly at his dantian chest and abdomen.

"Good come!"

At that moment, Chen Yi played his best form and faced the battle.

These two are ordinary Dzogchen, their realm is similar to that of Chen Yi, but their combat power is much worse than that of Chen Yi who has all kinds of means. He looks like a crazy tiger, chopping horizontally and vertically, and with lightning leeches Nei Nei desperately released the thunder, and within a few moments, they were forced to bind their hands and feet, and their bodies were burnt.

"Die!"

Chen Yi assassinated with a broken spear, and hit the dantian of the opponent's skinny master. The other strong man wanted to rescue him, but he pushed it away with a single shot.

"Fake!"

The blond and blue-eyed thin man couldn't avoid it, and was so frightened that he burst into foul language.

How could Chen Yi care? If he stabbed directly, his dantian would be abolished and his cultivation base would be abolished.

However, at this moment, Chen Yi suddenly felt a biting cold in his chest, as if a piece of ice had been stuffed into it.

He was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered that when the four holy envoys were slaughtered in Malay, one of them produced a handful of ice balls in the mouth of a boat boss with a strange technique, which cut his tongue and cut his throat. .

The so-called Four Holy Envoys can produce ice skates in the human body and kill people, so this old magic stick must be able to do the same.

However, Chen Yi, who came up fiercely, did not give up because of this. He turned the stab into a throw, and sent the broken spear into the body of Dzogchen.

It's just a pity that because of the sudden change just now, Chen Yi lost his aim a little bit, and the Dzogchen also tried his best to dodge, barely avoiding the vital point of the dantian, and the broken spear just cut a big gap in his waist.

Muscles rolled over there, blood flowed horizontally, and the wriggling intestines and kidneys could be seen faintly.

Chen Yi never thought that such a method would fall on him, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. In a hurry, he could only pinch out a seal.

"The fighters who are approaching the army are all marching forward!"

Nine secrets of Taoism, expel all bad states!
The "Royal Dragon Classic" told him that the Nine Secrets of Taoism can expel all abnormal states from the body, and can also expel all sorcery and demons that fall on the body.

As for whether the Western technique is among them, Chen Yi has no idea!

"boom!"

After pinching the seal, Chen Yi only felt a buzzing in his ears, and a sharp pain in his chest, as if an explosion had happened, and a stream of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

And that icy cold stinging feeling instantly diminished and turned into a hot feeling!
it works!

Although it didn't feel good, he couldn't let the old god stick generate spells in his body, turning his internal organs into a pot of porridge.

Enduring the severe pain caused by the collision of ice and fire, Chen Yi rushed forward quickly with blood in his eyes, and once again killed the Dzogchen who was severely injured by him.

"boom!"

"boom!"

With the sound of a huge hammer blow, Chen Yi hit him firmly with a fierce tiger climbing the mountain, like a hammer-like fist, hitting his body, and it immediately collapsed, with bones broken and tendons broken, and Chen Yi chased him again. The Japanese knife chased him again, drilled into his wound, and divided into two strands, one strand completely smashed his dantian, and the other strand went up vertically, spinning wildly in his esophagus, cutting off the aorta and cervical vertebrae, piercing the flesh, and Its head was thrown away!

Until he felt dizzy and saw his headless corpse standing miserably, spraying blood, unwilling to fall down, he still didn't want to believe that his life was over like this.

He is Dzogchen, an existence known as a saint in the West, and there is a god-like pope by his side to help in the battle. He will die in the hands of this heathen who fights against beasts!

But no matter how unwilling and remorseful he is, the fact is a foregone conclusion, and neither he nor his holy father can change it.

Not only was he powerless to change, he also saw a golden light flashing like a meteor, catching up to his head and smashing it into a pile of minced meat!
"Pfft!"

Blood and minced meat rained down, and fell on the only remaining Dzogchen who was full of horror, on Chen Yi, who was tall and straight, and on Chen Yi, who was burning with anger and whose face was distorted to the point of ferociousness. On St. John!

"You, you, damn it!"

The old god stick was so angry that his whole body trembled, pointing at Chen Yi and making angry noises.

He has always known that the lineage of dragon riders is extremely difficult, and he has never underestimated Chen Yi, otherwise he would not have taken the risk to come here from thousands of miles away.

But at this moment, he found that their evaluation of Chen Yi was still too low.

This kid is not only a master of Dzogchen, but also a master whose spiritual consciousness is close to the realm of heaven and man, and his heart is even more ruthless and decisive, which makes him, a person with bloody hands, feel terrible!
There is a voice in his heart telling him: leave quickly, leave quickly, this is the den of the dragon rider, God knows what will happen.

However, in addition to this one voice, there is another voice sounding at the same time: kill him, kill him, don't let him grow, or he will destroy the Holy See into ruins!
The two voices rang at the same time, both of them were persuading, and in the end he defeated the retreat fiercely. His face turned cold, and he shot Chen Yi again.

Although this is Huaxia, although this is Chen Yi's base camp, he has already implemented many methods before coming here.Just as he set up a murderous trick to attract Chen Yi, he also set up a ecstasy array to drive Chen Long, Xiang Zongjun and others away from the mountain.

In fact, these things started a long time ago, but it was carried out too secretly, and these Chinese idiots didn't know it yet.

"Go to hell! After tonight, Huaxia will be in my hands!"

St. John's old voice was full of arrogance. Yes, besides Chen Yi, his goal was Huaxia. This is the place he has been coveting for nearly a hundred years, and he has paid endless efforts for it. How could he retreat so easily?
If Chen Yi doesn't die, his plan can only die prematurely. If Chen Yi dies, he will use another method to control this ancient and rich country!

Therefore, Chen Yi must die!
He stretched out his withered palm and spread his five fingers open. The old and thin palm like a bamboo branch seemed to be able to cover the world, like a huge sky net, covering Chen Yi completely inside.

"My god is glorious, purify the world, demons heretics, hell is emptied!"

There was a sound of "whimpering" between the heaven and the earth, like a ghost crying, or like a wind whistling. Chen Yi knew that it was an unknown change in the aura at this moment. It trembled violently, causing the air to flow and giving birth to the sound of a gust of wind .

"Haha, dragon rider, it is your honor to die in the hands of this great purification technique for eight lifetimes! Remember, as a human being in the reincarnation, don't be an enemy of my lord!"

The only surviving Dzogchen laughed wildly, as if his life and death had been avenged. His voice was arrogant and sinister. He picked up the huge knight's spear and stabbed at Chen Yi again!
"Squeak!"

The spear suddenly trembled, making a sound that was a hundred times harsher than that of a cutting machine cutting metal. Bright metal debris fell off the spear, changing from silvery white to crimson red, dotted with stars, extremely dazzling.

He seemed to have thought of something, stopped his hand suddenly, and took a few steps back.

The moment he let go, the silver-white spear also turned crimson, with scorching heat, almost melting.

And at this moment, Chen Yi's body was ignited with raging flames, his clothes were ruined, and his hair was scorched. It was the high temperature caused by the violent vibration and friction of the aura.

It is also an ancient inheritance, and it is also a powerful force that ruled for a while. The Holy See and the Dragon Rider have their own advantages.

Chen Yi was in severe pain all over his body, as if countless knives were crazily cutting, not only his body, but also his internal organs. If this continued, he might be burned to ashes from the inside to the outside.

He made another tactic, and the Nine Secret Mantra popped out, but it didn't produce the same effect as last time, it just slowed down the rise in temperature, and didn't cut it off more completely.

He ran fast, back and forth, left and right, unpredictable, but the changing aura was like a tarsus maggot, following him like a shadow, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and before the blood hit the ground, it turned into a cloud of blood and evaporated into the air.

"Dragon Master, my promise is still valid. I will abolish my cultivation, pledge allegiance to the Holy See, and become a loyal lackey of my Holy See. I will spare your life!" St. John said calmly.

"Fuck you~ damn it!"

Chen Yi roared hoarsely and jumped into the water in an instant by the Qinhuai River.

St. John had a sneer on his face. It is good that water can put out a fire, but if a drop of water is submerged in the prairie fire, it will not have the slightest effect.

It's just that Chen Yi didn't think so. What he wanted to do was not to put out the fire with water, but to do something else.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Old guy, it's time for you to contribute!"

(End of this chapter)