The cracks are tiny and spread all over the body, like black glass that shatters at the touch of a touch.

When Luo Qi wanted to destroy this body, Zhang Shiping finally broke free from this person's control at the moment of life and death.

Since five or six hours ago when he was suddenly subjected to the method of killing ghosts and ghosts during his practice, he had already completely cut off the connection with his own talisman, and his mind was all fighting with the old monster, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The danger is no less than walking barefoot in the mountains of knives and sea of ​​fire. If you are not careful, you will end up dead without a whole body.

I saw that with a crimson rising, the Yanyun Myriad Spirit Pagoda suddenly appeared three feet above his head, emitting a hazy aura.

In the light and shadow, there were several crisp sounds of gold and stone clashing, and the silver chain engraved on the body of the tower disappeared.

The next moment, circles and circles appeared on his body surface, and the silver chains connected head to tail temporarily suppressed the tendency of his body to burst.

But it was not the time to relax, Zhang Shiping activated the Wuxu Flame hidden in the tower body without hesitation, and the billowing black flames poured down, engulfing him in it.

Accompanied by several shrill sounds like the howling of apes and howling ghosts, an old blood-colored phantom emerged from the flames of Wuxu, trying to break out from the ghost-faced half-body.

However, once this remnant soul manifested, it was passed through by the silver chain.

But after pulling each other for half an hour, Luo Qi's remnant soul was still tightly entangled with his own body and soul like a gangrene.

Unless Zhang Shiping would rather give up his physical body now, and still have half of his soul split, he would definitely not be able to get rid of the entanglement of this old monster who turned into a god.

"Don't think about what the old man can't get." Luo Qi said grimly.

"Water without a source, tree without roots, I see how long you can last?" Zhang Shiping also responded unwillingly to be outdone.

Hearing this, Luo Qi laughed loudly:

"This is just a blood soul of the old man. Even if you can't take it away, you can't hurt the root of the deity. But you are a junior. You are tenacious. I have been in the world for more than 3,000 years. Among the many Nascent Soul cultivators I have seen, there is not a single one." Comparable to you. Destroying you is like smashing an exquisite and rare spiritual creature in the world, and it is also very satisfying!"

"I can let you, an old ghost, escape with blood and soul, and even if you don't hesitate to take this house, your true self should not be having a good time right now? Jue Ming should have imprisoned you in the Pagoda of Lingshan, Baima Temple. Old ghost, You can spend your whole life in the pagoda. Think about it, a cultivator who has more than two thousand years of life, but can only be like a pig and dog for the rest of his life, trapped in a square inch, without seeing the sun, is also the only one in the world. It's a rare thing. In the future, I will visit the White Horse Temple to see if you are still as crazy as today?" Zhang Shiping said coldly.

When the incarnation of the spirit and soul that was in Xu Su's body before manifested in the cold palace of Fan Guo, he had already noticed the traces of pure and extremely pure Buddha power left by Jueming.

Moreover, even if Luo Qi was seriously injured, the only one among the three realms who could make him unable to fight back, and even escape, was the old monk Jueming.

Having said that, Zhang Shiping calmly operated the method of "Changing Yuan and Turning Soul", constantly nibbling away the remnant soul of the Dao of Transforming God, and at the same time urging the "Jing Ling Hua Yuan Shu".

He could only hear the clanging of the silver chain that was burning with raging black flames, pulling it out of his body bit by bit.

It's just that this blood soul is particularly tough, and it will not be possible to completely refine it or force it out.

Zhang Shiping has already made long-term preparations, if he can't do it in three to five days, then it will take seven or eight years, and one day he will be able to completely eliminate this hidden danger of the soul.

But this kind of thought has not faded away, he suddenly looked up, and saw that there seemed to be a bright moon in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of silver light several feet thick shot down from a height of thousands of feet, engulfing his figure.

In this light, as the clear light merged into the body, strands of black energy gushed out from Zhang Shiping's left half of the body which had already been alienated by the ghost-eating demonic life method.

The ghost face fell off, the unicorn was broken, and the shiny black scales on every inch of skin also slowly faded away.

Du Yu slowly fell from the midair, he looked at Zhang Shiping's appearance, and said slowly:

"It seems that I came late, you have already dealt with that old monster."

With the help of the Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror, taking advantage of Luo Qi's no longer struggling, Zhang Shiping immediately activated the silver chain, and under the coercion of the Wuxu Fire, he was detained, turning into a black light and pouring into the Yanyun Myriad Spirits Pagoda.

At this moment, Zhang Shiping's tense mind finally relaxed a bit, and he said with a smile: "It's already coming very quickly, I thought it would take at least a day for you to arrive."

"Who am I? In a place as big as a palm in Nanzhou, you can turn around in a few hours, and it will take a day? Tsk tsk tsk, but your luck is really bad. You sit at home, and the disaster comes from the sky How, do you know the details of that old monster, how could there be an extra monk who was seriously injured for no reason?" Du Yu joked, he sat down cross-legged, and continued to activate the Mingyu Xuanguang mirror to suppress him Live the injury.

"It's not very clear, but this person is just a remnant soul, and his body should be captured by Jueming." Zhang Shiping said.

"It seems that the old monk really hasn't made a move for too long, but he was tricked by this person and escaped a remnant soul." Du Yu laughed.

"It's better than this person's blood sacrifice to tens of thousands of mortals, and healed all his injuries. The skills practiced by this old monster are extremely strange and not good. With this person around, my Nanzhou is not so peaceful." Zhang Shiping said calmly. Said.

"Your spirit pagoda may trap him. If you are not sure, seal him into this gourd." Du Yu flipped his hands and took out a gourd made of purple gold, sent it into the beam of light, and landed in front of Zhang Shiping. .

"You are really rich. You even have imitations of the ancient rare treasure purple gold red gourd. Now you want to give it to me?" Zhang Shiping stretched out his hand to pick it up, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help sighing.

"If your face is as big as a millstone, you can talk to that guy in the Zongmen's treasure house, as long as he agrees, I have no objection. Anyway, I don't own this thing." Du Yu said indifferently.

This thing is just a strange treasure handed down from ancient times that he took over as the head of Xuanyuanzong.

Once the position of head is removed, he will naturally return it.

"Forget about that guy, it's just Senior Ao's words, he can listen to it. I'll keep this thing for now, in case of emergencies." Zhang Shiping said, putting this thing in the jade belt around his waist~www .lightnovelpub.net~In the Yanyun Wanling Pagoda, there are the silver chain and the fire of Wuxu, the blessings of the two supernatural powers, and the sealing of a remnant soul should be safe.

However, if he could use a rare treasure comparable to the golden light mirror for the time being, he would naturally not refuse.

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West Desert White Horse Temple, Buddha Pagoda.

It was a stone pagoda four to five feet high, mottled and old, without any mystery.

The layout in the pagoda is also simple, just a straw mat, a green lantern and two yellowed futons.

Jueming and Luo Qi were sitting cross-legged on the futon, one was slowly talking about the Great Jin, and the other was listening quietly.

Suddenly, Luo Qi, who was originally calm, let out a muffled sound, and his whole body suddenly became sluggish, and the injury that had not yet healed had deepened a bit at this moment.