Fierce spirits and demons appear, the world is in chaos, and it will inevitably be ten miles away!

Even if he Ye Xiu is the reincarnation of a living Buddha, he will definitely die today.

It's just that after he called several times, the pearl of resentment of the hundred people did not respond.

The cold wind blew, and the surroundings seemed silent.

The evil monk opened his mouth, and his words were stuck in his throat, as if a rooster was about to crow and was pinched by the neck.

He obviously established a connection with the hundred resentful beads, why did he not react at all!?

"Your performance is a little boring, do you want to help you?"

The corners of Ye Xiu's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he forcibly extracted the aura in the void, and the weak law phase recovered a little.

But the aura was too complicated, and he didn't have time to refine it at all, so he could only use Xuan Gong to reverse it into violent spiritual power!

The cracks in the Purple Mansion are getting narrower and narrower, and if you don't look closely, it will seem to be healed, and it is difficult to find.

Even the dragon soul was out of half of its control, and it had even given up struggling, very leisurely, proudly waiting for Ye Xiu's spiritual power to be consumed.

It will be able to get out of trouble naturally.

At that time, it was happy to see what Ye Xiu was doing when he was desperate, and then devoured him.

"Get out, the things made by the poor monk can naturally be controlled, and it is your turn to intervene, and you are also worthy?"

The evil monk rebuked coldly, his face full of mockery.

Ye Xiu's words were undoubtedly a kind of humiliation to him, and besides, the hundred resentment beads he had refined could no one control him except him.

"You can't control it, old shit!"

Ye Xiu's words fell, and he was able to use his holy power to touch the resentment of hundreds of people, and after purifying the evil qi in it, he said lightly: "Try it now, there are surprises!"

The evil monk was shocked when he heard this, and he tried to arouse the resentment beads!

Suddenly, a hundred golden rays appeared, and the originally gray-white beads were transformed into a golden pill-like form rolling.

As I saw the golden light blooming, it was like a beam of light presented by a kaleidoscope, turning into a phantom of golden light.

Each phantom, after condensing, is the face of those guards.

Chen Sheng, the two leaders of Jiajia, is solemn and solemn.

Suddenly, the momentum collapsed, turned into a rolling golden cloud, and circled around the evil monk more than a dozen times.

The recitation of the scriptures and the sound of Dharma chanting echoed endlessly.

The evil monk's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was full of surprise.

It was obviously a fierce spirit and demon with condensed resentment, but it was washed of magic weapons and purified into a heroic spirit.

"Mole ants, a group of humble beings, the Buddha killed you like a dog during his lifetime, and what if he killed you again when he died!"

"You are scattered, this is the price of disobeying the decree of the poor monk!"

The evil monk's ghost body was hideous, and the surging cold qi turned into tentacles in the sky, bursting out in all directions at the same time.

Suddenly

The surrounding golden light was permeated, and when the tentacles touched it, it instantly dissolved and was purified into nothingness.

And the tentacles released by the evil monk, under the output of evil qi, grew wildly, like ghosts and shadows.

The battle between him and the Heroic Spirit turned into a war of attrition in an instant.

Until the end, the golden light plated around the Heroic Spirit was consumed, and it returned to a sluggish state, suspended in the air, and his expression was numb.

It's like a group of lonely ghosts, lost and floating back and forth.

"Fight with me, don't say that there is only one breath of resentment left, even if it is a powerful ghost, the demon will be destroyed in front of the poor monk, so that you can't be a ghost, and you can't be reincarnated!"

The evil monk is becoming more and more cruel, bloodthirsty, and more vicious than the devil.

The tentacles he released pierced through the bodies of those heroic spirits, trying to drain the resentment on their bodies and refine their souls.

Seeing the evil monk becoming more and more evil, it was like an ancient demon was about to be resurrected.

Ye Xiu sneered.

Evil, bloodthirsty than ferocious?

"Thirteen Heavenly Demon Brake Array!"

Ye Xiu's hands were sealed, and he pressed it to the ground in the air, and at the same time, as if he raised his hand to pick up the stars, he actually grabbed the hundred resentment beads in the distance.

Suddenly!

The wind howled, and there was a terrible howl from the backyard.

"I died so miserably!"

"Who is it, who is harming me!"

"Roar!"

"Give back my heart, my head!"

"Hey, I've stepped on my head, hey......"

The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves, the eerie aura was instantly filled, and the sky instantly darkened.

In the sky, the real evil spirit is condensed, and that is the evil ghost zombie formed by the gathering of monstrous resentment.

Through the Thirteen Heavenly Great Array, the Xuan Yin Qi was extracted as a medium, as if the door of the Nine Yin Division's underworld was opened.

The corpses of the guards all stood up, like the figures of a group of demons dancing wildly, jumping ten meters high.

Ye Xiu saw that those heroic spirits had all turned into demons, and his mood was very flat.

Since the evil monk likes to play this kind of trick and like to engage in these ghostly things, Ye Xiu will fulfill him.

The guards, who had turned into zombies and evil spirits, surrounded the evil monk, and they all roared and roared at him.

The evil monk's expression froze, and a look of interest appeared on his face.

"Little ghost, your methods are more evil than mine, and you have a very good appetite for me!"

The evil monk was drooling, and his eyes were full of greedy light, as if the long-awaited wish had finally come true.

He likes hell, he likes the underworld, and he wants to turn the world into purgatory.

And he became a judge, a ghost like Hades.

When evil spirits harm people, he takes charge of demons, turning heaven and earth into black and white, and making terror and chaos all live.

Opening the gates of hell has always been the goal of his search.

"Do you like it?"

Ye Xiu released his holy power again, tearing apart the portal to the Nine Shadows of the Yin Division again.

Rumble!

The Yin Devil Qi is rolling, like a thousand-year-old volcanic eruption, covering the sky and sweeping the earth.

Everything around you has changed!

The yin qi flooded like a river, turning into a yellow spring, and there were many ghosts.

The blue glow reflected the skull and white bones from the ghostly qi, jumping out of it!

Red dust, purple mo, the years go by.

The ancient road is full of broken limbs, internal organs, hands and feet, heads, everywhere......

The earth trembled violently, a dull roar erupted from it, and thousands of rotting arms burst out of the earth and clawed in all directions.

The blood and qi rushed to the sky, turning into a round of demonic blood yang wheel, endless blood-colored mist rolling, filling the heaven and earth, the bloody wind and blood rain smelled disgusting, and the scarlet blood river surged in the air.

The zombie that the guard turned into, jumped into the river of blood, and when he landed on the shore, he turned into a demon brake, which was extremely hideous, and dragged the evil monk from the air with a monstrous ghostly energy.

"No...... This is not the world of poor monks, this is not ......"

The evil monk was already frightened stupidly, he had never seen such a real and vivid hell world, and the fear from the marrow completely invaded his mind.

He is evil and vicious himself, but he sends others to hell and suffers a thousand torments.

But at this time, hell was sent to him, and after being in it, that fear erupted 100,000 times.

In the absence of a trace of luck, resistance, even he did not even have the courage to die.

And the hope of being alive is also deprived.

Senluo Purgatory, terrifying, ghost hands one by one, tearing his flesh and blood, gouging out his eyes.