Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 356: The power of Pure Yang Flame Prison, black hands, the crisis is coming.
Late at night, the moonlight is like silver.

At the top of Kunxu Mountain, a pavilion was littered with clothes and socks of various colors.

One of the purple socks is particularly eye-catching.

Obviously, this is another battle where the road is almost wiped out.

Yi Chen looked at Ruan'er who was sleeping deeply, and gently tucked her into bed before quietly exiting the room and coming to a huge secret room.

Stored in the secret room are all kinds of sinister objects that the Hidden Dragon Alliance has searched from the North. Golden rituals surround and divide the huge secret room, forming separate spaces to suppress the sinister riots.

Yi Chen shimmered with the golden sword he was carrying. He walked into a pale golden light shield. Inside was a gold coffin with copper horns. There was a piece of paper on the lid of the coffin, recording the zombies inside. Information.

"A royal zombie? A corpse king comparable to a seventh-level monk in the real world? His strength is not bad, no wonder he can live in a single room."

Yi Chen smiled, his hand shining slightly, and the letter suddenly turned into a ball of fire and disappeared into ashes.

This copper-horned golden coffin reminded him of an old friend. This person was the Taoist priest Baihe who had left Fengyun County for Longhu Mountain. Later, this person died in the medicine coffin ferry. Before he died, he left key information written on a silk book and swallowed it in his mouth, which is depressing.

As the initiator, Yi Chen couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw this scene.

If it fell into the hands of Chun Yang, this group of ghosts would find a treasure.

Before the evil spirit clinging to the ancient mirror had time to reveal its figure, a strange red light point suddenly rose from within Yi Chen's body, floating straight from the lower abdomen to the center of the eyebrows.

Yi Chen looked at the newly recorded eighty-eight thousand crimson dots and couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.

However, the guy in the copper-horned golden coffin in front of me is far from comparable to the Xibei thing back then. It was captured by a true cultivator from the Hidden Dragon Alliance from an ancient tomb.
"Why don't we try to see if the zombies can be included in the Pure Yang Flame Prison?"

"The eternally burning power of pure Yang will help you escape from the perdition of the world! Go!"

In order to fulfill his master's last wish, he needed to talk to Master Qinyun.

Suddenly, a thought came to Yi Chen's heart. As soon as he thought, the lid of the copper-horned coffin suddenly slid down, and the rich corpse energy spurted out from the coffin, and was immediately submerged by the surging polar energy.

This is a ghost that is close to the realm of the true king, and it is also the most powerful ghost in this secret room.

In the Pure Yang Flame Prison.

"Then, what's next is the sinister genus of ghosts with souls." Yi Chen's heart flashed with anticipation, and he immediately walked into an ancient mirror shrouded in golden light.

Snapped!
With a big dick down, the green-faced and fanged ghost was instantly suppressed by the red light, and its figure disappeared in the red light, leaving only its frightened screams echoing in the secret room.

"Unless one day my pure Yang refining method goes a step further and finds a magical way to escape from the virtual reality of the Flame Hell, idiots like zombies still cannot be used as qualified consumables in my Pure Yang Flame Prison."

"You are very powerful! Green-headed ghost!" Yi Chen looked at the trembling ghost in the corner and sneered.

After experiencing it carefully, Yi Chen curled his lips. The only thing that made him feel that it was a fly in the ointment was that the power of the souls who died in the Pure Yang Flame Prison could not be absorbed by the soul-absorbing ability he obtained from the Jingbo Realm.

Yi Chen had already expected this result, and now it was just to verify his judgment, so he didn't feel much disappointed.

After half a cup of tea, Yi Chen opened his eyes in the secret room, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Yi Chen looked inside his body and his spirit entered here.

"Ah~ don't~"

"Forget it, just eat two fish and eat two. It's too urban to eat three fish. I can't bear it."

The most handsome guy among them contributed 6,800 crimson dots to him, which made him look at it a little more. However, the more were ordinary goods like dozens or hundreds, but accumulated together, it was not enough. Pretty impressive.

"Damn it, is this female ghost violating heaven's rules?"

As he expected, this Pure Yang Flame Prison really treated others as 'broilers', using other people's CPUs to use its own computing power.

Yi Chen looked around, grinned, and walked forward leisurely.

"The Pure Yang Flame Prison is indeed effective. I can feel that the progress of the deduction is significantly faster than usual. This is because this female ghost is too weak."

With an indifferent expression on his face, he pointed lightly, and a flash of light bloomed from his fingertips. In an instant, the light from Jiyuan filled the entire secret room.

Otherwise, the computing power will first deplete one layer, and then the soul-absorbing ability will absorb another layer, and the crimson dot will absorb another layer.

One fish and three meals.

The air was filled with spooky ghosts, and the ghosts cried miserably, but the Taoist turned a deaf ear to them. As he walked, all the evil ghosts in the secret room were gone in three to five breaths. Only a powerful green-headed ghost with a green face and fangs in the corner was still holding on, and it actually resisted the suction of the red light.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Within the Pure Yang Flame Prison, countless rune chains hung down, and hundreds of ghosts collectively violated the rules of heaven.

I saw a red-haired female ghost roaring and struggling in the natural disaster world. Eight scarlet rune chains fell from the floating sun in the sky, and the brilliance circulated.

At one time, hundreds of information streams appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.

Along with his steps, red light shone, and the 'wine jars' sealed by spells exploded one after another. The ghosts inside were absorbed into the Pure Yang Flame Prison by the red light emitted by Yi Chen as soon as they appeared.

Four of them passed through his body and legs, and penetrated into the earth. The other four passed through his bones and upper limbs, and were connected to the 'scorching sun' in the sky. They surged around like little mice and followed the chains towards the sky. The scorching sun or the earth conducts the spread.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work. Zombies have no souls and cannot enter the Pure Yang Flame Prison that I created with spiritual power."

Peng~
There was a soft sound, and light scattered from the fingertips like fireworks, accurately attaching to the coffin containing the zombies.

How can you reach a thousand miles without taking small steps?

Under the crazy extraction of the rune chain, in less than ten breaths, the female ghost turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. Yi Chen looked at the scorching sun floating above his head, his mind moved, and when he merged here, he suddenly felt that his thoughts were After a bit of dexterity, he immediately closed his eyes and started to deduce.

With him as the center, a red light suddenly burst out, and a strong suction force immediately drew the ghost into the red light spot, and the strange ancient mirror instantly dimmed.

"If he is a talent like Xue Lingzi, with his soul in the realm of mastering the Tao, he will definitely be able to sustain himself in the Pure Yang Flame Prison for a long time."

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At night, with a cool breeze blowing, Master Qinyun held his fragrant cheeks and fiddled with the wicks in boredom. His eyes were distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

A strong voice sounded outside the door.

"Is the sect leader still busy? I have something urgent to ask you."

Hearing this voice, Qin Yin's cheeks turned red suddenly, and she jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I...I'm going to have a rest soon. What's the matter with the alliance leader? Where's Ruan'er?" A stuttering voice came from inside the door.

"Ruan'er is taking a rest. The sect leader opened the door before he could rest. I have something important to discuss with you."

Qin Yun gritted her teeth and the door creaked open.

Yi Chen looked at Qin Yun who was a little at a loss and understood his recklessness in his heart. It's really gross and careless.

Fortunately, he has always been quick-witted. In his previous life, the best way to deal with this situation was to open the door wide. This is also a common practice of many teachers to avoid suspicion.

Yi Chen remained calm, opened the door, and immediately started talking to Qin Yun.

"What? The leader of the alliance wants to collect evil things? He also wants to establish a law enforcement team?"

"Yes, Pindao thought a little bit wrong before. We bought the evil things at a high price. We have to do this all the time. But over time, some monks with evil intentions kill people, refine corpses, and raise ghosts. To make a profit, Pindao believes that this is something that must be guarded against.”

“When my teacher was alive, he lamented the hardships of the people’s lives, and when he passed away, he was still lamenting about it.

The master wishes and the disciple obeys his efforts. This sinister thing is a great harm to the world, as are those rampant and wanton evil cultivators. "

"The purpose of collecting evil things is to eliminate harm for the world, not to make profits for some people. If due to negligence, poor people do bad things with good intentions, how can I bear it?"

"Therefore, we are looking for evil spirits, and we must also catch those evil cultivators who act recklessly!"

"They make money and deduct Pindao's merit. How can there be such a beautiful thing in the world? Whoever deducts Pindao's merit will be killed by Pindao!"

At this point, Yi Chen was already filled with killing intent.

It is impossible for Dongzhou to be without such anthropomorphic talents as the Seventh Prince of Dai Viet.

Without buying and selling, there would be no killing. If he wanted to continue collecting evil things, over time, this issue would be something he had to consider.

Although he, Yichengzi, had a flexible moral bottom line and had a flexible moral bottom line, he had a bottom line after all. If he really did this, he would not be able to hold down Bai Yunzi's ashes.

"Ah? Alliance leader, you have collected so many sinister things, and you just want to kill them with your own hands?" Qin Yun stared at Yi Chen closely with a pair of wonderful eyes, her eyes full of brilliance.

"Why, it doesn't look like it? The pure sun that scares the world should shine like the sun! It's a pity that too many people misunderstand Pindao. How can you know Pindao's ambition?" Yi Chen's chest puffed up, and he immediately felt shameless. road.

On the surface, it seems that he is at a disadvantage because the crimson dots collected will be reduced. But if he digs deeper, Yi Chen knows how big the thunder is.

He has offended so many people, and others will only blame him, and he will not be able to throw away the blame.

When emotions accumulate to a certain level, unexpected disasters will come. This is the principle that those who are enlightened will get more help, while those who are unfaithful will have few. People with a bad reputation will always suffer more disasters than those with a good reputation. Therefore, It is reasonable to say that this matter must not be opened to tarnish the reputation of his Hidden Dragon Temple.

Not only that, he also wants to suppress it vigorously!

Aren't these evil cultivators who broke the rules his wings? Send him directly to the Pure Yang Flame Prison for further study. Although there is no crimson dot, it can still help him practice.

With this kind of compensation, he won't lose much. If the evil cultivator's house is ransacked, he will lose even less.

Moreover, Yi Chen had a premonition that there were many dead souls in the Pure Yang Flame Prison, and it was not certain that other changes would occur.

After all, the soul power absorbed by the few rune chains inserted into the earth was not absorbed by the blazing sun in the sky.

"The leader of the alliance has a kind heart, and Qin Yun admires him. Qin Yun will definitely help the leader with all his strength to realize his great wish!" The beauty stood up, smoothed the folds of the skirt she was sitting upright along her hips, and bowed to Yi Chen's long body with her eyes moving, His eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.

"Okay, we are a family, I can rest assured that Master Qinyun will do his job!"

"But Alliance Leader, this matter is definitely not safe. What can we do?"

"Everything in the world is difficult to be comprehensive. If you find a case, kill a case. If the other party is strong, you will hide it. I will go and talk to that person in person."

"Don't worry, Sect Master, as long as we increase the purchase price of the evil things to 30 to 40% of the market price, without the astonishing huge profits, if we find one case, we will kill them all, seize their property, and publicize it, then we will dare to sacrifice our lives and commit crimes. There will definitely be a lot less dangerous monks.”

Yi Chen's idea is very simple. There is no huge profit from selling drugs, but there is the risk of losing his head. This is enough to filter out 99% of the monks who have this idea. Plus, he is watching from above to suppress everything. , In this way, there is basically no big trouble.

After discussing again with Qin Yun the formation of the law enforcement team and the details of the operations here and the rewards and punishment measures, the morning star was already shining, and Yi Chen floated out of the open door.

Calculating the time, Ruan'er should have recovered. If possible, he would like to raise the Yulong Dance to another level.

A pair of lotus green embroidered shoes stepped into the secret room where the sinister things were previously held. Qin Yun stood tall and tall. She looked around and felt the residual yang power in the room, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"The leader of the alliance is really brilliant, but I used to be a villain with a villain's heart and a gentleman's heart."

"Great wish to save the world, is this your practice, leader? It is the same as that of the eminent Buddhist monk tens of thousands of years ago."

"The pure sun that scares the world is as high as the sun! My Qinyun will do my best to help the leader of the alliance to practice."

The beauty looked back and immediately walked firmly towards her room.

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Three days later.

In a deep mountain and poor valley, mist shrouded.

Shen Haichao's figure was illusory, dragging out a series of afterimages and floating towards him.

He stood in front of a cliff and suddenly smiled:
"Evil Sword Master, my old friend is here, why don't you come out and meet me?"

"Shen Haichao, what are you doing here at Wuya, you old fox?"

A huge crack suddenly opened on the cliff, opening to the left and right, revealing a huge black hole on the ground in front of it.

Shen Haichao glanced at the black pit, his expression remained unchanged, and he disappeared into the pit in a flash. The cracked cliff walls on the left and right rumbled together again, as if nothing had happened.

Within the underground palace.

An evil and handsome young man was holding a beautiful (naked) naked woman in his arms, and his big hands were constantly groping her body. Behind her dark throne, there was a black magic sword hanging high, full of evil aura.

"Tell me, Shen Haichao, what are you holding back?"

"Kill someone for me."

"Who are you going to kill?"

"The leader of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly, Lord Zi Zaitian, the Greedy Wolf Star Lord! With the evil sword in your hand, even though it is the sixth level of mastery, but the average seventh-level master monk is not even close to you, killing this person is like killing a chicken."

"What? A person from the God of Freedom? This matter is not easy to handle. You have many experts from the Holy Puppet Controlling Sect, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Why ask knowingly? I don't want to fall out with that old fox from Zi Zaitian now. You are alone and the boat is small and easy to turn around. Now that the world has changed and the three continents are about to merge into one, it is not easy for that old fox to find you with your ability. , What, are you scared?" Shen Haichao frowned.

"Afraid?" At this point, the evil young man suddenly stopped stroking his big hand, leaned forward slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What I mean is that we need to pay more!"

"How about I take my sect's secret knowledge, the Soul Control chapter in the "Sheng Puppet Control Manual" as a reward? You haven't been able to advance to the seventh level of the palm, isn't it because success is an evil sword, and failure is an evil sword? You have to control it. The help of Ling Pian will definitely help you control this evil sword."

"Shen Haichao, you are willing to give up this time! In the past, you would kill me without giving this scripture." The evil young man was frightened, and then chuckled, "I will take over this job!"

"But I'm curious now, how did this person offend you, and why is it worth paying such a big price for you?"

(End of this chapter)