Hei Yan laughed wildly and swarmed up, trying to devour Jiufang Changming and enjoy this gluttonous feast.

But their desires were blocked!

Jiufang Changming, who was severely injured by the bergamot, could still maintain his sanity in the lotus pond. The Sifei sword shone slightly in his hand, and the sword was fierce. When he raised his hand and fell, countless souls of the dead were shattered by the sword light. The evil ghosts and undead who are infiltrated by desire day and night have long lost the sense of fear. It is rare for them to see such a powerful and delicious prey.

Yun Weisi was condescending, watching with cold eyes.

He saw that Jiufang Changming's hands were gradually slowing down, the corners of the opponent's mouth were turning red, and the corners of his eyes were also stained with blood. It was obvious that he was not strong enough and began to show weakness.

The other party's frosty white hair fluttered wildly in the black flames, like a shooting star passing through the long night, bright but extremely short, fascinating, and finally sighing.

Sifeijian and Jiufang Changming are already one, and they should stand in front of their master and charge forward. This is Sifeijian's loyalty to Changming. The sword has become a spirit, as if it has a heart.

Most monks have their own magical weapons, which may not be swords, but they must accompany them for life. Some are gifts from teachers, and some are obtained from others. Divine weapons and magic weapons are also spiritual, and they should not be neglected. If you want to run indefinitely with your own magic weapon, you may not be able to achieve the state you want.

But the Sifei Sword is different, every single centimeter of it is made by Changming exhaustively. From the moment it was born, it is destined to only recognize one master in this life. Even if it falls into his hands later, Yun Weisi can still He sent it away, but he knew very well that it was Si Feijian who sensed the bond between the two of them—his master's cultivation base all came from the Jade Emperor Temple, which was in the same line as Jiufang Changming. To be more precise, he had already been branded with Jiufang Changming, so Si Feijian was willing to recognize him as the master. It was not until Jiufang Changming himself appeared that the sword returned to the other party.

At this moment, this loyal divine weapon is also on the verge of extinction and is about to collapse. It has tried its best, but it still cannot save its master from the fire and water. In the end, it can only stand in front of the master and emit the most dazzling sword light with its last life , sweeping away all the black flames around him.

Afterwards, the sword body shattered into little bits of starlight and disappeared into Chang Ming's hands.

But the crisis did not end because of this, the golden pressure on the head was approaching in an instant, a person was looming among the clouds, surrounded by golden light all over the auspicious clouds, the heavenly music played in unison, and hundreds of incense gathered, it was no different from the descending of the gods, if there are ordinary people and believers here, they must not hesitate Kneel down and kowtow, pray for blessing.

Yun Weisi narrowed his eyes, and found that the other party looked like the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall of Wanlian Buddha, but the golden Buddha statue was actually the face of Chunchi who had just died.

He has a compassionate face, looking at Yun Weisi, just like looking at an ignorant child who has lost his way and has not returned, he is tolerant and broad-minded.

Play tricks!

Yun Weisi smiled coldly, gave up on Jiufang Changming, and focused on Chunchi.

Chunchi's majestic Wanlian Buddha's head, it was strange that he died so easily in battle just now, and it is normal to be resurrected from death as early as he is now.

The sleeves of Yun Weisi's robe vibrated slightly, and the demonic energy rushed towards the opponent!

After he became enchanted, another force in his body broke through the long-standing confinement of the seal, like a tiger out of a cage, without any restrictions, Yun Weisi could feel that his power was even stronger than before, and he had reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted, he knew very well, What this power brings is not endless strength, but an abyss without a bottom line. Once you are a little weaker, not only can you not control this power, but you will even bite back against it.

But since Yun Weisi chose to become a demon, she didn't care about these details at all.

At this time, his strength and cultivation base were already unfathomable, and his devilish energy turned into a tiger's head in mid-air, roaring and opening his mouth to eat!

Facing the coercion of mountains and tsunami, Chun Chi was unwilling to confront him head-on. He raised his hand a little, and the golden light turned into a barrier to block it for a while. The demonic energy was gone.

"Yun Shouzun, I shouldn't be your enemy." Chun Chi's voice was very soft, so soft that no hostility could be heard. "Your wish, I can help you achieve it."

After a while, the golden light shone brightly on the lotus pond, and Chun Chi stretched out his hand towards Jiufang Changming who was trapped in it.

From the beginning to the end, his goal was not Yun Weisi, but Jiufang Changming!

"One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon. I already know your thoughts. The person you want to kill, I will kill for you."

There was a smile on the corner of Chunchi's mouth, and a faint compassion appeared on his face. In the hazy golden light, there was a halo hidden behind him, which was no different from a **** or Buddha.

"All living beings are suffering, so let me solve the demonic obstacles on the path of cultivation for you."

Changming is at the end of his strength.

Without the Sifei Sword, there are still thousands of evil spirits in the pool, and I don't know how many souls Wanlian Buddha Land has recruited here over the years, nourished by resentment over time, gradually turning the ignorant and ignorant souls into entangled ghosts. Fighting each other in the pool, the ones who can survive in the end must be the best among the evil spirits. Most of these evil spirits have been cleared by Si Feijian just now, but there are still some left. It is already difficult for Chang Ming to deal with them. Yun Weisi, who has become a demon, is watching.

As a result, another Spring Festival has emerged.

When the golden light hits, the spring breeze is blowing on the face, and it is not disturbing. It is like a beautiful woman and a catkin, like a willow leaf passing through the water, but Chang Ming only feels a sharp pain in his back. It must be the golden light of the Buddha that breaks through his spiritual power and slaps on his body Reaction.

Yun Weisi next to him obviously had a chance to make a move, but he didn't move.

The devilish energy had already eroded his sanity, turning him into another person.

Or maybe, it has never changed, it's just that Yun Weisi suppressed it with Dao Xin in the past, but now he completely abandons Dao Xin and embarked on another path.

Chang Ming smiled wryly.

It seemed that today he could not escape death.

Chang Ming has never had such a clear understanding of death as at this moment.

Even if it was in Wanshen Mountain back then, Liuhe Zhutian array suddenly changed, and several great masters fought in the chaos, destroying the array and killing everyone, and he almost lost his soul. Chang Ming can also arrange his back and forth properly, and regard death as a thorn in the way of cultivation. Another adventure.

But now, he really saw that the road to the Netherworld had opened up ahead, and he had already stepped up with one foot.

Blood dripped from the corners of the mouth and eyes, mixed with the rainwater that fell at an unknown time, flowed into the temples, and then slid to the end of the hair.

Frost white and scarlet red are lingeringly intertwined, forming an evil, strange and almost gorgeous pink.

The black water in the lotus pond receded slowly, and he half-kneeled in the pond, using his last instinct to keep his spine straight.

In stark contrast to the excruciating pain in his body, Jiufang Changming's expression was always indifferent, showing no signs of unbearable pain.

Chun Chi frowned slightly.

Yun Weisi hadn't made a move yet, just as the Sect Master Wan Jianxian said, after this person became a demon, he became his help instead.

And the former No. 1 person in the world, Jiufang Changming, only needs one more palm from him to become a new soul in this lotus pond.

It's just that this new soul will be refined into a part of the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation.

Everything seems to be as expected, and has not deviated from the track, but he still has a bad feeling that something is about to change.

This premonition passed in a flash, too fast for him to catch it.

Chun Chi decided to strike first.

Once Jiufang Changming died, everything was settled, and no one could turn the tide.

At this moment, Chunchi suddenly felt a warning sign!

Not from Yun Weisi, but from another direction!

He didn't even think about it, he immediately gave up Jiufang Changming, made a seal with his hands, and arrived at the place he came from.

A white light suddenly appeared, splitting the void and chaos, pointing directly at the late spring!

The white light came in an instant, it turned out to be a huge swastika, but there is only one person who can use Buddhist magic to attack here.

Sun is not bitter!

Before the imperial city, he faced the siege of the Wanlian Basheng. It was a situation where there was no life, and there was no return. Under the bead stick, all the false Buddhas and evil spirits were killed, and the evil spirits had nowhere to escape, and they all wailed for help!

Chun Chi's complexion remained unchanged, he chanted the Xutian Tibetan Dharma mantra, pinched the magic formula to attract the dragon, eight golden lights descended from the sky, and turned into eight golden dragons, one entangled his body to protect the dharma, and the other seven flew from the clouds to Sun Buku in the wind.

"Every law can't be done, I am the law!"

Sun Buku laughed loudly, leaped into the air, and waved the glazed golden bead staff towards the golden dragon without any timidity.

"You have absorbed the power of good faith and belief for your own use for many years, refining evil ghosts and evil spirits, and now you still pretend to be the Buddha of Xutianzang, falsely claiming that you are the reincarnation of the Buddha, why don't you let me meet you today, see Look at Wanlian Buddha Land, which is known as the second sect of Buddhism, how far it has hidden evil people and people!"

Chun Chi's face froze, he never thought that Sun Buku could use laughter to dissolve his magic formula into nothing.

Looking behind the other party, there is a golden body faintly emerging, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, overlooking all living beings, very much like the person he kneels down in the Buddhist temple day and night.

No, absolutely impossible!

There are no gods and Buddhas in the world, and the Xutianzang Buddha has long since sat down and dissipated between the heaven and the earth. Where will the primordial spirit descend to help, this must be an illusion!

"All dharmas come from their source, I use the body of a Buddha to transform sentient beings, and finally obtain the dharma!"

The **** is made into a golden light and becomes tangible with the seal of both hands, and it is not bitter to hit the sun hard.

Before Sun Buku could make a move, the phantom golden figure behind him made a move, raised his sleeves and waved lightly, the **** shattered into pieces.

Chunchi was shocked.

The phantom had long eyebrows and narrowed eyes, showing no expression at all, but Chun Chi could clearly feel that his every move was inescapable and was under the control of the other party.

The golden dragon and Sun Buku fought, but the advantages and disadvantages of both sides were clear at a glance. Sun Buku was able to handle it with ease, but the golden dragon was too powerful, but the golden body was weakened little by little.

"Do you think it's strange that I can escape from the hands of the Eight Thousand Lotuses?"

Sun Buku's voice rang in Chunchi's ears.

"Because I found that all of you's mana comes from the power of belief absorbed by the Wanlian Buddha Land day and night. These beliefs are mixed with the power of evil ghosts and spirits, and there are also various desires of human nature. , feed on this, depend on each other, and affect the whole body, so I don't have to try to defeat them at all, as long as I temporarily suppress them, come directly to kill you, everything will be solved!"

He leaped high, and the glass and gold bead stick volleyed a little bit in the air!

In front of Chunchi, countless phantoms were born out of thin air, and he even saw the Buddha Xu Tianzang sneering at him, laughing at him for being overconfident and arrogant.

"Pretending to be a Buddha, deceiving the world, torturing living beings, refining demon souls, Chun Chi, you should pay for the sins you have committed over the years!"

…

Sun Buku's battle with Chunchi is rare in a hundred years, but all of this seems to have nothing to do with Yun Weisi.

He fell into the lotus pond, and when some evil spirits encountered his magic flame, they screamed in alarm and backed away, not daring to touch it again.

Yun Weisi walked forward step by step.

The man sat on the ground with his head slightly lowered, unable to see the life and death of his face clearly, and remained motionless.