069 dementor

Ye Jianling shouted several times, but Luo Qiqiang never appeared.

Ji Song stood up and said, "Don't call the young master anymore. He's not here."

Ye Jianling stared at him for a moment: "Aren't you put in the dark beads? How did it come out? Bai Xiaoyun's Taoist friend... Has he been poisoned by you?"

Ji Song laughed and said, "Master Bai's magic skills are unrivaled. If you look at the world, who can make him suffer? Your baby is also a little shallow."

"What are you talking about? "Master Bai!" Ye Jianling scratched the wall with his hand and asked in a voice.

Ji Song said proudly, "Not bad! Bai Xiaoyun is the young master of the Southern Demon Sect. He has formed an alliance with our young master Luo and specially put out this trap. This time he must get rid of you!"

Ye Jianling felt that his hand holding the wall was shaking slightly: "Is Bai Xiaoyun a demon? Why did he join hands with Luo Qiqiang to kill me?

Ji Song said, "Who let you make such a big wish at the beginning? Protect Buddhism. Law! Hey, the Dharma is about to be destroyed. This is the number of days. You have to go against the sky. Now it is difficult for you to tolerate the heavens and the earth. The Buddhist Dharma Protector, hum, is not so good.

Ye Jianling nodded: "Just why did you tell me this now? Aren't you afraid that I will run away early?

Ji Song smashed his mouth and shook his head: "I really can't figure out how you can become a key figure in the growth of the three teachings. You can't even see this little bit of heaven and earth! Not to mention that you can't escape from the joint efforts of our two magic religion to lay a trap. Even if you are in the disaster, even if you don't want your body and place the yuan god in the void, you can't stay out of the matter. The disaster is coming, and it is necessary to fall. Bai Shaozhu said that this time he will put you in the magic weapon of killing immortals and suppress it for three million years!"

Ye Jianling took a deep breath: "Since you have set up this bureau to deal with me, what about Shen Qinghe? Is he also with Bai Xiaoyun snake and rat?

"Lord Shen Cheng, he is very good!" Ji Song took out a small flag decorated with white bones from his waist, took it in his hand and gently shook his mouth to read a word, and finally said, "ji!"

A red light flashed beside him, and a man appeared, wearing a green robe and a jade crown on his head. Who was Shen Qinghe? However, now he is different from what he saw in the past. His long hair and eyebrows have turned red, as if they were stained with blood, and his eyes were shining with blood, revealing a murderous and cruel temperament all over his body. What made Ye Jianling take a breath of coldly on the spot was that in his left hand, there was an antique oil lamp. In the lamp, there was a little blood-red flame like a bean, and the fire beats regularly as if there was life.

Ye Jianling was shocked and began to tremble in his voice: "Lord Shen, you... are also a member of the magic religion?"

Shen Qinghe's voice seemed to float out of the deep underground cave: "Yes, my brother is one of the five holy envoys in the Southern Church. As for me, I am also a dementor!"

"Then didn't you lie to me about what you said before?"

"Of course, otherwise, how can you deceive the Buddha's guardian Bodhisattva who made a vow for three generations to die? Ye Jianling, the original Qinglong treasure house is the first tomb we have prepared for you. You are so lucky that you actually got a false treasure mirror to live in your death. Now this is the second tomb. This time, you are anyway. It's also inescapable!"

Ye Jianling felt cold all over his body, and suddenly showed a colorful light on his body, and then restored his original appearance. He changed from a teenager to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager, holding a soul-grabbing stick in his hand and looked down coldly: "You have made such a big battle for What I prepared was really painstaking. In this case, why don't you come and take my life quickly! If there are any tricks, just use them, and I'll follow them all!"

Shen Qinghe sneered: "You are dying, but you are not in a hurry at this moment." He pointed his hand around, "These people are all people who should be robbed, and none of them can escape, especially the three predestined people in the world of blis. It is also karma that the three of you can come today. We have prepared a magic weapon for you to break your Mituo beads."

Liu Chongwen shouted, "What kind of behavior do you have and dare to break our infinite beads of light? This treasure was transformed by Amitabha after his death on earth, which contains the Buddha's supreme merit and wisdom. You are just a half-way monk, and you dare to say that you want to destroy this treasure?

Shen Qinghe didn't know him and looked over. The two looked at each other. Liu Chongwen only felt that there was a flame-like red light in the other party's eyes. From his eyes into his brain, he rushed straight to the mud pills. Suddenly, his whole body was sore and swollen, hallucinations, and all kinds of strong feelings surrounded him. As soon as his mind dispersed, his soul was about to be photographed by the other party. Go.

Ye Jianling saw the power and took a step forward and reached out to hold him. A true air passed along his arm. At the same time, he recited the Buddha's name and resonated with the other party's Mituo beads. The two pearls vibrated at the same time and were bright. Liu Chongwen immediately recovered the situation and magicalized the other party with Buddha's light. When he looked at Shen Qinghe again under the city, he was already in a cold sweat.

Everyone in the city can see the power of Shen Qinghe, especially Ouyang Yunbin: "This Baiyun City Lord is obviously a disciple of Tang Zhenren in the East China Sea. Although Tang Zhenren is a scattered practice and has been alone for thousands of years, he is not a demon. At that time, he once helped the emperor of the Central Plains to subdue the devil's road. Now how can his disciples become the southern demon religion? "Is the prisoner?"

Yanfei said, "The magic lamp in his hand should be the treasure of the Northern Magic Religion."

Ye Jianling said, "Yes, that's the dementor lamp, one of the four treasures of the Shadow Magic Palace on the Black Star. He just said that he was the prison envoy of the Dement..."

"Who do you care who he is! Wait for me to break their blindfold first!" Jiang Honglei took out a thunder arrow and held it gently in his hand. The arrow turned into a bright and dazzling lightning, turned from the center of his fist and shot into a high altitude. In an instant, it turned into a thousand feet and directly tore the dark sky into two halves.

The whole sky was like a ignited flame library. The huge lightning shattered into countless electric snakes, completely blowing the dark sky into pieces. Large black and red magic clouds flew around, mixed with many heartbreaking screams.

"Jie Jie..." There were gloomy laughter in the air. From the nine heavens, many magic claws fell. Each of them was holding a magic flag, and there was a magic god squatting on each of the flag, like being blown by the wind, hunting in the sky, and the broken magic clouds around seemed to be attracted by some invisible power. Gather on the flags.

Ye Jianling was in a painful state of being betrayed by his friends. At this time, he acted like this, and suddenly a kind of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He glanced at Jiang Honglei and said in secret words, "Let's work together to destroy him!"

Jiang Honglei saw that Ye Jianling was only at the level of the Yuan Dynasty during the refining period, and his eyes looked at him with a little contemptuousness. However, Ye Jianling's performance soon surprised his eyes.

Ye Jian's spirit sword was combined, turned into a long yellow rainbow and flew up in a spiral shape, straight up to the sky, and reached a place more than ten feet above the ground. Suddenly, it was divided into three and wrapped around a magic flag.

Jiuyou shouted gently, and a green magic fire was held up on each of the three magic flags, spewing out a large sticky blood-colored silk line, and sprinkled down like rain.

The Huangquan sword is naturally not afraid of being contaminated. Like three dragons, it wraps up the magic flag, and the nine ghost demons move the flags. The demon gods on it began to drink angrily and cast spells one after another, shooting out red and white sword light, green essence, and even a dazzling colorful light, unexpectedly resisting the Huangquan sword.

Ye Jianling put his hands together, be compassionate, and read the Buddha's samadhi. The pagan beads in his mind put infinite light, shining on the universe: "The three of you are trapped by magic and are confused. Now that you have been baptized by the Buddha's light, your karma has disappeared, broken through enlightenment, and leave quickly. Don't help Zhou anymore. You have mistaken people!"

The three evil spirits were washed away by the Buddha's light, and he was no longer confused by magic. Later, Jiuyou was shocked to see it, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and used the demon spell to arrest the evil spirit to fight with Ye Jianling, and flew the magic stone to fight Ye Jianling.

The three evil spirits have been awake. They know that they are in, and they are urged by magic. They are arrogant again. As they continue to bully Ye Jianling, they say, "We have an agreement with Xuan Jiuyou that we need to kill 100,000 people for him, and there are spiritual souls who are higher than us. Only when we sit on this flag can we be relieved.

Ye Jianling went deep into the Buddha's samadhi, knotted the Amitabha seal in his hand, sprayed infinite light and golden rain with his fingertips, sprinkled all over the sky, and then shot at three evil souls: "Self-spirited, come and go freely, there are no shackles, there is no need to replace!"

Wherever the Buddha's light went, the three ghosts instantly realized and were relieved. They only felt relaxed and comfortable. They rose high in the Buddha's light and disappeared outside the nine clouds in a blink of an eye. The remaining three magic flags were pointed out by Ye Jianling. The yellow spring sword rolled everywhere and twisted the flag into pieces.

Jiuyou roared furiously, spread the magic array into a large demon world, and trapped Ye Jianling in it. Ye Jianling had already released the Polo divine flame with a soul-grabbing staff to open the way, burned a road in the heavy demon realm, and blocked the magic stone with bodhisattva light and retreated quickly.

Jiuyou's arms opened, and countless magic hands grabbed them out of thin air and chased them closely.

Ye Jianling accelerated his escape. When he stayed in the air and crossed Wuzhou City, he suddenly turned around, released three bright clouds, sat on the sea of blood, and shouted, "Do it!"

Cheng Chongyu and Liu Chongwen on the tower raised the Amitabha beads at the same time, connecting the Buddha's light into a triangular light array, and trapped in it. This time, all three of them were not distracted, transferring and chanting. The light emitted is really boundless, shining through the three worlds, and being in the Buddha's light, unable to fly and changing. All kinds of magic , he was frightened and roared loudly to escape, and Jiang Honglei appeared in the sky.

Jiang Honglei did not expect Ye Jianling and others to help him destroy Jiuyou. Only then did he know that they practiced Buddhism and Taoism, and the power of the three saints of the West were infinite. He took a small look and rose into the air with a cold face, stirring up an angry thunder cone.

Xiuyou was forbidden by the Buddha's light and could not change. Although he could still escape, his movements were extremely stagnant and hindered. At this time, when he saw Jiang Honglei, his face was instantly full of extreme horror. Then even if he was hit by the violent lightning tide, his body turned into dust, and his soul was also fragmented. He was ignorant and drowsy. He can reincarn independently and go back to hell with karma.