I have to say that the monks of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect Armor Refining Corpse are all a little crazy.

Do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself, it is clear that they have committed their own sins, but they want to put the responsibility on others, once they can't bear the consequences, they are not as good as others are not happy.

As for Changlingzi's vicious thoughts, those holy land monks didn't see it, and one by one moths flew towards the huge black stone tablet.

Suddenly, Di Yunxiao's ears twitched, and his eyes glanced in the direction where Changlingzi was.

I don't know when, this Yuheng peak elder who is the only remaining fruitful result of this trip of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect, his expression is crazy at this moment, and wisps of black mist escape from his body.

"Senior Brother Hidden Magic, is that guy a demon!"

Emperor Yunxiao shouted loudly, and with a flick of his hand, the Fengyan bow appeared in the palm of his hand, and he opened his bow and took the arrow in one go, pointing at Changlingzi from afar, and there was a condensed light flashing in his eyes.

His sudden appearance startled the other monks, and the hidden monk and the imperial maiden noticed the distorted figure dozens of zhang away, surrounded by a faint dark aura.

"It's not good, how did this old bull's nose of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect get into the devil? The karma is too deep, and there is no way to pull it back!"

The emperor's daughter Jiang Xuewei's eyebrows opened, and she instantly recognized Changlingzi's abnormal state at this moment, this bull-nosed old way, at this moment, has been controlled by the demons, and has fallen into a nightmare that is difficult to extricate himself.

"Amitabha, good, good. The donor of Changlingzi can be regarded as a master, how can he actually escape into karma, and it is difficult to extricate himself, so he wants to turn into a demon!"

The hidden monk folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Through the karmic demonic qi on Changlingzi's body, this Buddha in the Fuhu Holy Land has already concluded that Changlingzi has been deeply demonic, and there is no room for reversal.

In other words, if you don't want to be attacked by Changlingzi, then you have to strike first!

The righteous path monk does not become a demon monk, but refers to a person who is trapped in evil obstacles and cannot extricate himself, and finally escapes into the bloody and difficult to return from the killing karma.

Changlingzi was entangled in karmic demonic qi at this moment, black and red demonic patterns seeped out of his cheeks, and his eyes were no longer clear before, and turned into a kind of resentment.

As soon as they were paired, even Emperor Yunxiao couldn't help but shudder.

This old man is obviously lost in his mind, looking at everyone with a face that wants to eat his flesh raw, and the murderous intent that emerges from the red pupils is almost about to be devoured.

"Amitabha, the Buddha forgives the sin, the disciple has to kill the demon today!"

The hidden monk sighed, his index finger was a little brow, the lotus-shaped divine pattern stretched out, and a ray of golden light flew out from the sea of knowledge, turning into a golden umbrella shining with Buddha's light.

Demon Umbrella!

In order to be able to spend the long time, the hidden monk actually took out the treasure at the bottom of his box and gave the other party the treatment of white scales and silver jiao.

"Thief bald donkey, what are you going to do when you take out the demon umbrella? If you want to deal with the old man, then this seat will kill you first!"

The Changlingzi Qi machine in the demon state was very strong, and at a distance of hundreds of zhang, at the moment when the hidden monk took out the demon subduing umbrella, two red cold rays shot straight out.

Scarlet and dark and bright ** qi entangled around his body, Changlingzi roared and took out his magic weapon.

It was a sparkling and warm folding fan, very different from ordinary folding fans, the fan bones were made of purple iron jade, and each folding page of the folding fan was depicted with strange patterns.

Demon Hunter Fan.

Quasi-best magic weapon, this folding fan accompanied Changlingzi for half his life, killing and devouring demons and tens of thousands of human monks, among which those who obtained the great success were refined by him and sealed in the fan.

There are a total of nine fan pages in Demon Hunting Mountain, representing nine Yuheng real people who died at the hands of Changlingzi.

"Amitabha, I'm afraid that Changlingzi Daoist friends are difficult to understand. Buddha, please shoot and kill, this person can no longer be called a humane monk, and he has long been entangled with the unjust souls in his hands. ”

The two old monks at the peak of Yuheng in the Fuhu Holy Land shook their heads again and again, feeling sorry for Changlingzi.

Hearing this, the hidden law monk no longer kept it, and the demon-descending umbrella in his hand opened a golden light curtain, enveloping him and Changlingzi.

No matter what you say, Changlingzi is always a real person at the peak of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect, and even if he has to be punished, he should not be exposed in front of others.

The monks of the Fuhu Holy Land sit on one side and protect the Dharma for the hidden monks of the Buddha.

Emperor Yunxiao turned his body and did not stay on Changlingzi too much, even if the demon cultivation was greatly increased, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the hidden law monk who shot with all his might.

At this moment, for some reason, the pressure in his heart suddenly increased, and some bad feelings seemed to come to his mind.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong! Changlingzi fell into the devil, the smile just now was clearly full of resentment, could it be said..."

In an instant, Emperor Yunxiao was like falling into the abyss, the hairs on his back stood up, and the swastika spell mark in his eyes was manifested.

He kicked the ground with his legs and flew into the air, looking far away at the huge black stone monument that had toppled the mountains and rivers.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with you? Such a panicked is not the posture that Qingxia Young Sect should have. ”

Jiang Xuewei noticed that Di Yunxiao was abnormal, and also stood in the air, holding a willow leaf in her bare hand, and smiled slightly.

"It's a big trouble, everyone has been tricked by Changlingzi! Hurry, is there a way to stop the monks of the hundred clans from fighting for the Supreme Stone Tablet again?

Didn't you see it, just now the monk of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect left, and it seems that only Changlingzi is left until now!"

The deafening voice spit out, Jiang Xuewei's pupils contracted, and she suddenly pulled out a bamboo tube from the thin belt around her waist, and put it towards the sky, and in an instant, a brilliant colorful glow exploded in the air.

This is a warning sign between the Holy Lands.

Although the Seven Holy Lands are constantly in conflict and secretly fighting each other, they will not be easily ambiguous when it comes to matters involving this universe.

The dazzling multicolored glow could be seen clearly even if it was hundreds of miles away, and the momentum of many emperors who had originally rushed forward frantically was stagnant, but seeing the huge black stone tablet treasure, some people still gritted their teeth and rushed over.

Among the group of people, only the two old sword cultivators of the Sword Domain were worried, and hurriedly grabbed the cuffs of the Sword Emperor with both hands.

"Your Highness, take a moment's rest, the colorful signal released by the emperor maiden must be treated with caution!"

The blue tendons on Fei Qianji's forehead jumped suddenly, his breath was restless, and the corners of his eyes were full of anxiety:

"Two senior uncles, this hall is sure that it is the Haotian Town Prison Monument, there will never be a fake! Seven Tribulations Supreme Weapon, even if it is a holy land, there are only three or four of them!"

In an instant, the two real people in the Sword Domain also hesitated, if it was the Haotian Town Prison Monument, then the value of this thing would be great.

"This... That's it, the two of us will approach first, and Your Highness will answer from the side!"

Although he was extremely anxious in his heart, Fei Qianji still followed the advice of the two elders, hung a thousand feet behind them, and did not touch the huge stone tablet for the first time.

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