Supreme Medicinal God

Grandma Butterfly sneered with disdain: "Grandma just came out of the world of longevity and hasn't enjoyed it yet. She is going to die here. Grandma Aunt is unlucky. But Grandma finally becomes beautiful and her death is worth it."

Master Wu Nian joined hands, urged his own beads with all his strength, resisting the tornado of the ghost, the golden light of the beads, weak in the darkness, but very tenacious.

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

Mo Yun's eyes looked far away, and the dark black clouds could not see the side, and the surrounding was dark, and the pressure could not breathe.

But he did not despair, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, just hope...

The wind screamed, and the ghost tornado smashed the Tibetan scripture pavilion on the top of Fangcun Mountain. Pile of dust.

Luo Tianquan's wicked face did not appear in the sky: "Hey, come, your sword array, heroes, you have to pay for being a hero."

Suddenly a shriek sounded, from far to near, sounded like a wind, but when we reached the top of the head, everyone saw it as a sword light.

Jianguang appears so weak in the dark clouds that roll like waves, it seems that as long as a wave head will drown it.

That sword light is like a fire of stars, which can start a prairie fire.

The sword light became brighter and brighter, like a blazing sun.

Mo Lingshan's beautiful eyes suddenly burst into tears, and she recognized the sword light, the blazing light, in the ice heart valley, facing the ice beast enough to freeze the world, it was this sword light that bloomed The warm flame rescued her from the ice beast's pointed claws.

Mo Yun's eyes became shining, he had never despaired, always hoped, always hoped, this sword light gave him hope, hope finally came.

As long as there is this sword light, no matter how huge the cloud is, no matter how fierce the wind is, there is hope.

This sword light, in the desert of the devil in the longevity world, in front of the fierce demon king, and before the polar icefield death, brought them hope.

Sister A Juan also recognized the sword light. She gently shook her fist. The sky was about to extinguish the blue flying sword, and it shone again, as if welcoming the dazzling sword light.

Master Wu Nian's old face showed a rare smile: "Amitabha, Lord Ye Zong finally came. If you are here, the old monk can rest assured."

The sound of a roar sounded, the earth trembled, the earth shook, the vast golden light mixed with the burning flames, rushed in all directions, and turned into a sea of ​​fire in the sky.

Just a dark square inch above the mountain, it suddenly became like the day.

The ghosts in the dark clouds met the fiery heat, and immediately burned up, and made a screaming cry.

The huge ghost tornado suddenly ignited a flame from the middle outwards, turning into a fiery tornado, countless ghosts from the middle, scrambling to flee around.

But the flaming Liyan turned the sky into a golden sea of ​​fire. Those ghosts were just a small fish in the sea of ​​fire, and they couldn't escape.

They continued to burn into ashes, and slowly fell from the sky. After a while, there was a black snow under the top of the entire Fangcun Mountain, including the Changlong Mountain Range.

The Fangcun Mountain Peak became hot, and the temperature continued to rise. The Fangcun Mountain Peak in early winter had been snowing for a long time, minus ten degrees, but in the blink of an eye, it became a hot summer.

A blazing sea of ​​flames overhead seemed to be being grilled by nine suns. Everyone was so hot and sweating that they took off their cotton coats.

Luo Tianquan opened his eyes, and he stared at the sea of ​​fire floating in the sky, a golden sea of ​​fire, which also had purple and blue lightning, and the plumes of electric snakes tracked the ghosts who wanted to escape and burned them to ashes.

He didn't believe his eyes. The piece that was just black and dark just now, a ghost like a tornado storm would devour the heavens and the earth. In the blink of an eye, the sky seemed to drill a hundred suns, and the earth was almost steamed.

He felt a huge pain in his hand, which caused him to tremble. The black beckoning streamer in his hand also burned and burned his hand. Fortunately, he had a strong self-healing ability, and he soon burned. Disappeared.

There was a kind of humiliating pain on his face, and he roared: "It's you kid again, who made you come, aren't you caught in the eternal life world, bastard, stink kid, I'm going to kill you."

Bai Wuchang's small eyes grumbled and retreated quietly, just a few steps back, and felt someone patting his shoulder.

"It turns out to be impermanence, hello."

The sound sounded so familiar that he was so scared that he felt more horrible than hearing the sound of death.

He dared to say: "This matter has nothing to do with me, I just ordered to act."

Ye Feng smiled at him: "How many disciples do you have at Taiyimen?"

"There are more than fifty prefecture-level disciples."

"Why don't you send them all?"

"I want to give Tai Yimen some blood."

Ye Feng took out a jade rune, which was the commander Li Dazhong gave to Ye Feng's Taiyi door.

"Bai Wuchang listened to the order, and quickly returned to Taiyi Gate to wait for me to post."

Seeing Ye Feng take out the jade symbol of Taiyi's door, Bai Wuchang was stunned. He quickly knelt on one knee and looked frightened: "Elder Bai Yichang of Taiyimen took orders."

After that, Bai Changchang fled away, and the figure disappeared into the vast mountains and forests for a while.

Tian Luo's Soul Array was broken, the ghosts in the dark clouds of the sky were burned out, the burning fire in the sky also disappeared, and the sun came out from behind the dark clouds.

After a while, the sky was clear and everyone smiled comfortably.

Luo Tianquan looked at Ye Feng with hate: "You, you broke my good deeds, I won't let you go."

After he finished speaking, Luo Tianquan threw a smoke bomb on the ground. A black gas enveloped him and disappeared from the place where he had just stood. He knew that he was not Ye Feng's opponent and was ready to escape.

In a blink of an eye, a frightened bird flew from the mountain forest 800 meters away.

Ye Feng has been preparing for a long time, and his finger moved lightly.

In the mountain forest where the frightened birds flew, a dozen thick trees and vines rose from the ash-covered ground, and all the limbs of Luo Tianquan, who had escaped from the earth, were tightly wrapped around, and the big flowers were tied in the air.

He struggled desperately, his palms flew, and a slap-sized flying sword rose into the air, trying to cut off the tree vine that bound him. Unexpectedly, the tree vine was not only very flexible, but even cut it, it quickly grew out.

He desperately cut off the vines on his limbs, but he heard Ye Feng's contemptuous voice coming from his ear: "You don't have to work hard, you cut constantly, it's a wooden spirit cable, a fairy, not an ordinary spirit, your The Spirit Flying Sword has no effect on it."

(End of this chapter)