Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Wuxin looked forward with the eyes of Buddhism, and sure enough, he saw that the outside of the secret room was covered with layers of restrictions.

　　It's just that the ban this time is not to prevent outsiders from peeping.

　　It is used to isolate the resentment inside from escaping.

　　Moreover, this formation is already in a situation that cannot be sustained.

　　Obviously, in this secret room, the grievances have condensed to the extreme.

　　Wuxin looked at it, frowning slightly, and his heart became a little more dignified.

　　He stepped forward and waved his hand to open the restriction.

　　Sure enough, this time the defensive formation has just been unsealed.

　　Immediately, a terrifying evil spirit burst out from it.

　　Wherever this evil spirit passed, all the grass and trees in the four directions withered.

　　The entire mountain forest, in an instant, turned into a complete dead place!

　　Apart from the four of them, there was no living creature.

　　"So strong resentment."

　　"This power is stronger than the power of Yin Shiyouquan."

　　Inadvertently stunned.

　　The hands were directly tied with the seal of the idol, and he took the lead and rushed in directly.

　　After forcibly suppressing all this evil spirit with the phantom of the idol.

　　Only then did he find the trace of Nie Xiaoqian in the middle of the secret room.

　　……

　　At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian was still dressed in white, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

　　But the snow-like skin was actually covered with dark magic lines one after another on top of the fair skin.

　　The magic patterns are entangled like poisonous dragons.

　　It made Nie Xiaoqian at this time look a little hideous.

　　……

　　That is the pattern of resentment!

　　At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian frowned, and she was constantly fighting against the magic lines by running her skills.

　　But no matter how she exerted pressure, the magic pattern seemed extremely tenacious.

　　After experiencing the flushing of infuriating energy over and over again, she still clings to Nie Xiaoqian's body.

　　Never took a step back.

　　……

　　"What an idiot, it's all like this, and he's still holding on."

　　Looking at it indifferently, he sighed.

　　Deep down in my heart, I was both moved and scared.

　　He couldn't even imagine that on his own side, if he hadn't left the gate now.

　　But what will be the result of retreating for another 10 days and a half month.

　　At that time, Nie Xiaoqian, I am afraid that the Daluo Immortal will come, and he will not be able to return to the sky.

　　thinking.

　　Inadvertently dodging, he went directly behind Nie Xiaoqian.

　　The Buddha's light flickered in the palm of his hand.

　　Pressed directly on Nie Xiaoqian's Heavenly Spirit Cover

　　……

　　Statue of the killing demon Buddha, a phantom appeared.

　　Foli began to pour into Nie Xiaoqian's body continuously.

　　In the beginning, Wuxin's side was going to uproot the magic pattern entangled in Nie Xiaoqian's body.

　　But when Foli really poured into Nie Xiaoqian's body under his control,

　　Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

　　This magic pattern is not like other toxins or foreign demons, as long as it is forcibly removed by force.

　　The curse of the Seventh Generation's grudge has crossed the cycle of reincarnation, and has long been combined with the spirit of Nie Xiaoqian's side.

　　If forcibly removed.

　　It will hurt Nie Xiaoqian's spirit and make her completely devastated!

　　In desperation, Wuxin could only change the printing method at this time.

　　The Buddha statue of the killing demon that was actively dispelled, re-established the seal of the statue to suppress the prison.

　　The mighty power of suppressing the boundless purgatory with the idol, forced all the magic lines in Nie Xiaoqian's body that had spread all over her body back to her dantian position.

　　……

　　"Mage, Nie Xiaoqian she... how is she now?"

　　And it was only at this time that a few pangolins from the outside dared to come together.

　　At this time, with a bit of concern, he asked again.

　　Wuxin got up and took back Nie Xiaoqian, who was in a coma at the moment, with the Buddha beads.

　　This is the answer.

　　"She's very weak now."

　　"It's a mistake, the curse of the seventh generation of grudges is far stronger than the poor monk thinks." Wuxin said, a little self-blame.

　　"Then... what should we do now?"

　　"It is necessary to tie the bell to untie the bell. In this case, the poor monk can only go to the Yinyue Dynasty and walk again."

　　Whispered carelessly.

　　After saying this, he didn't care whether the people in front of him understood or not.

　　At this time, the pagoda in his hand turned.

　　Immediately put away the pangolins in front of them.

　　Then he rode auspicious clouds and galloped away in the direction of Dayan. .

Chapter 55

　　53. The little monk came here and borrowed the first use of the devil's head [countdown to the shelf]

　　Dayan, Nanguo Town.

　　The small town that used to be peaceful is now full of wailing and screaming.

　　A cloud floated from nowhere, just covering the bright moon above.

　　The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the night of murder,

　　Below, the knife light and blood light are intertwined.

　　……

　　Not long ago, in order to deal with the secluded springs in the underworld, the two demons who forcibly joined forces.

　　Not only did it not, because of the last incident, the conflict had eased, but instead it became more and more intensified.

　　Unintentional appearance is like the straw that breaks the camel's back.

　　Let the Yinyue Dynasty, which is already hostile to Dayan Zhengdao, take the lead in attacking.

　　The battle between the righteous and the devil is imminent.

　　And this Nanguo Town unfortunately became the main battlefield for the two sides to fight.

　　At this time, Nanguo Town was the real meat grinder.

　　The men and horses of the righteous and the devil are fighting each other here, and almost every second, someone falls because of it.

　　Zhuge Liuyun, Sima Sanniang and several others, although their strength is not bad, also suffered serious injuries at this time.

　　stop talking about them

　　At this moment, accompanied by a dazzling sword light flashing, even Yan Chixia, who had just entered the realm of Tongxuan, could not withstand the offensive of the devil.

　　Was directly knocked out.

　　Yan Chixia fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, but at this time she couldn't care about the embarrassment on her body.

　　He raised his head again and looked at the Demon Lord Qiye, who was already white-haired in front of him.

　　In the depths of his eyes, there was no hatred, but a flash of horror and regret.

　　"Qiye, you are still enchanted after all!"

　　"Enchanted? I was originally a devil, so why would I say entering into a devil?"

　　Qiye came from a distance with a sword in hand, his tone was cold and alienated.

　　"I don't understand, you obviously have other choices, why in the end... still choose to stand on the side of the Yinyue Dynasty? Don't you already know your own background? Qiye, in fact, you are not the devil. , but the human race." Yan Chixia said, wanting to persuade Qiye, who had been enchanted, to change her mind.

　　But he didn't want to listen to Qiye here, but he sneered.

　　"Life experience? Hehe, just because I know the life experience, I want to kill all of you ridiculous righteous path, if it's not because you insist on clinging to the curse of the seven generations of resentful women, why is my father in me? When she was first born, she was already dead, so why did my mother die on the spot on the day of my wedding!?"

　　"Jinguang, Yan Chixia! You people with profound and authentic hearts are all villains, you all have to die!!"