Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

And the remaining six chains of ghosts are in the light of the Buddha. Countless ghosts roar in horror, melt like snow, turn into black smoke, and disappear in the air. Even the Yin Qi around the lake has escaped a lot.

Although the Black Hawk fighting with Shura's black core flame was stronger, it was also moaning. Under the light of the Buddha, black smoke continuously floated out of his body, and his breath weakened a lot. He was caught by the rosefinch and swallowed it.

"Nianran" looked at Jingming umbrella in shock. He didn't understand why Fengyi ink had changed so much in just a few years? With the spiritual treasure, his power has increased several times. When he reached the stage of transforming into a deity, he was still suppressed. For the first time, he could not see through the young monk in front of him.

Under him, the giant skeleton in the lake was illuminated by the light of the Buddha and roared in pain. The ghost fire in the eye socket was dim and stiff. Feng Yimo took the opportunity to urge Donglin bell and hit it. Suddenly, the 30 Zhang tall giant skeleton was smashed, and even the huge skeleton became powder.

Wind Yi Mo took up the clear umbrella, condescending, accumulated for a long time of yin and Yang guidance down.

Most of his spirit power in the spirit sea was used to hold up the Jingming umbrella, and used the invincible Vajra wheel several times. Now, he can only use one Yin and Yang finger.

"Nianran" drifted away from the giant skeleton, gave a cold hum, and made a very special fingerprint on his little hand, aiming at Yin and Yang.

The shape of the handprint is like an eagle's claw, and the powerful breath of horror is sent out. It becomes more than 100 times larger in an instant. The Yin and Yang fingers containing the Taoist rhyme are defeated by the handprint!

Bang!

Feng Yimo was blown up in the air by the residual fingerprints, flying out tens of feet, allowing him to be strong, but also spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Xianggong, it doesn't matter!" Ling ya, who is running, asks nervously.

Lin Yanran looked at nianran floating in the lake, and her voice was sad: "what's the matter with you, little brother? Don't kill until you wake up! "

Feng Yi Mo wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and drank a mouthful of the milk marrow of ten thousand year old clock. The spirit power in Linghai quickly replenished and floated down. He said to Lin Yanran: "miss Yanran, he's not your little brother any more. Please stay away, so as not to be hurt."

The Taoist recovered a little, drew close to him, carefully took out a simple blue talisman from the storage bag, and recited some words in his mouth. As soon as he was about to be inspired, who knew that "nianran" caught in the empty space, the blue talisman flew out of the Taoist's hand and fell into nianran's hand.

"No, run!" The Taoist priest was shocked. He blinked and hid. "Run, Taoist friend. These three green runes are too powerful. Once they are activated, the whole lake will be destroyed!"

Feng Yimo was surprised, but he didn't have time to think about it. He rolled up Ling Ya's sleeve robe, performed the technique of Feng Dun, and flew to the other direction.

This damned old Taoist didn't help. He gave a powerful talisman to others. Who is it?

"Nianran" listened to Lao Dao's words and was very happy. He grinned and injected the mana into the green talisman. But the talisman was like a bottomless pit. No matter how he urged it, he didn't have any response. Moreover, after he felt wrong, he tried to stop. Unexpectedly, he couldn't stop. The mana poured out and made his breath weak.

"Come on, Daoyou The old Taoist who ran away suddenly turned around and yelled at Feng Yimo: "bombard him with your Buddha treasure!"

Wind B ink suddenly realized, God consciousness move, Donglin bell immediately whistling hit "nianran"!

At this time, the mana of "nianran" has been absorbed 90% by the blue talisman. If it is knocked down by Donglin bell, it will surely be out of your wits!

"No! Brother Feng, don't Seeing this, Lin Yanran immediately begged: "brother Feng, if you read like this, you will die!"

Feng Yimo hesitates a little and throws Ling Ya off the shore of the lake. As soon as he turns his hand over, the soul locking blade appears in his hand and bullys him. He follows Donglin bell and forces him to "nianran"!

"Nianran" saw this, with a wave of his left hand, he cut off his right arm holding the blue talisman, and then put his left hand against his forehead, "tell him to stop, otherwise, I will destroy this body!"

"Brother Feng, stop it Lin Yanran see read ran lost an arm, the whole body is blood, distressed to death, tore heart crack lung roar up.

Wind Yi Mo sleeve robe a roll, Donglin bell fell in "Nian ran" not far away, aroused a splash, "how can you leave him?"

"Hey, hey, you put that dagger in your heart, dig out your heart, let me have a look, and then say it again!" "Nianran" said with a grim smile.

"Xianggong, no!" Ling Ya is impatient and yells, but yinchuan'er glares at Lin Yanran: "he's your brother. You should try your best to save him. Don't involve brother Feng!"

Lin Yanran has a pair of white fists. She didn't expect that the guy hiding in her brother's body would make such excessive demands. She was extremely contradictory. Naturally, she didn't want Feng Yimo to be hurt, and she didn't want his brother to have something to do with him.

Wind Yi Mo looked at Lin Yanran one eye, see her face pale, a face of tension, but did not speak, weigh the lock soul blade in the hand, fiercely toward his chest stabbed down: "good, as you wish!""Ah

Ling Ya screams and almost faints. Yinchuan'er is shocked. Lin Yanran stares at her eyes, full of gratitude and guilt. She knows that no matter what the result is, she has no more contact with Feng Yimo.

Lao Dao shook his head regretfully. A man's heart was dug out, and even a monk who changed God could not live.

as like as two peas, he did not expect that the wind and ink would agree with him. At this time, a shadow of the East Lin clock was shining. The same lock soul blade in his hands was inserted into his back.

Ah?

Lin was as like as two peas, and even the Yinchuan children and the old road were all stunned. The sudden appearance of the figure was another wind, two people exactly the same, but only ten of them were only trained.

"Nianran" turns around in disbelief and looks at the retreating second part of fengyimo, with a wry smile: "OK, OK, I didn't expect that you turned into the second part when you were young. The opportunity is enviable, but don't think that a soul locking blade can subdue us!"

Bang!

The soul locking blade breaks away from nianran's body and flies into the air. A translucent Yuanying adheres to the soul locking blade. Half of the body has been absorbed, and the remaining half is struggling.

Yuanying is TianChao!

But at this time, TianChao's eyes were closed and his face was gray, which was worse than when he was poisoned. Feng Yimo uses his eye pupil to see a gray shadow in TianChao Yuanying. He can only see a ball of it vaguely, but can't see what it is.

Is that the spirit of the necromancer?

Wind Yi Mo arm across empty grasp, Nian Ran's body does not wait to fall into the lake, he was photographed over, together with a continued limb Dan thrown to Lin Yanran: "take good care of him."

Lin Yanran quickly grateful to take over the younger brother, holding ran to the side, to read ran took the continued limb Dan.

Feng Yimo turns to TianChao Yuanying. Yuanying's eyes are closed, but his hands are constantly flying. His mouth makes a strange cry. The lake water below suddenly boils up again, and a trace of black air comes up from below, quickly blackening the lake water.

In the black air, there is a breath of death, Yin, corruption, and a palpitating breath!