"Aaron!"

Ben Lie roared, one from the ancient bloodline, one from the sound of the demon soul, pierced through the mosquito tide, and spread all around three thousand feet.

The dragon was shocked, and the two roars were like thunder, venting their anger and freezing the surrounding killing sounds.

The demon mosquitoes in the fight are all together, the Buddha light and Qingmang are all together, and the fire is exquisite.

The raging fire was pressed down by the roar, and the proud daughter of the war alliance fell limp, like a cramped snake. The demon mosquito that lost the golden king suddenly became chaotic, and the donkey took advantage of the situation to swoop down and hold it with its wide back.

The waist-high green silk is instantly dyed with cream, the elastic skin is wrinkled, and the fire is delicate and instantly enters middle age.

As a body cultivator, no matter how high his cultivation is, he can't theoretically exert his supernatural powers like a monk. The Seven Steps of the War Demon, similar to the monk's burning longevity, was created by Ouyang Yanwu, the contemporary head of the War Alliance, and the core martial arts of the War Alliance must practice the art of fighting for life. The reason why it is named War Demon, on the one hand, is to take the meaning of mad demons to fight for their lives, and more importantly, the reason is that it really requires demonic energy to cast it, and it also needs to have the will to die.

The convergence of spirits and demons in exchange for strength is at the cost of ten years in one step. If you look at Huo Linglong as a double decade, you will reach the ancient rarity after five steps, and you will enter the old age when you step out of the sixth step, and you are not far from death.

"Spirit cultivator demon, do you want to die?" Thirteen Lang thought so, a little angry in his heart.

In the surging battlefield of demon mosquitoes, Huo Linglong exerts the "magic power" of mixing demons, and ordinary people can't detect it at all. However, Shisanlang is not an ordinary person, even those who also have a spirit and demon physique, it is impossible for them to travel between the two realms as easily as he is. The fire girl can deceive the world, but she can't deceive Thirteen Lang, and she is seen through at a glance.

See through, but don't understand.

Everyone knows that unless he has a dual physique of spirit and demon like Thirteen Lang, spiritual cultivation cannot absorb demonic energy. Huo Linglong is a pure spiritual cultivator, although he does not absorb and refine mana like a monk. Its essence is the same. To her, demonic energy was not much different from poison, how could she use it like this?

As the leading force in the Spirit Realm, why did the Battle Alliance Leader create this kind of supernatural power destined to be pointed out by Qianfu and pass it on to others?

Thirteen Lang couldn't find an explanation, and he didn't need to. At that time, at the moment. He noticed something he hadn't noticed before: why did the Demon Domain also have a war alliance, and nominally a war alliance with the Spirit Domain?

"Dragon's Path, Spirituality"

A roar interrupted the "suicide", and Thirteen Lang had time to pull out the two demon mosquito mouthparts from his palms at this moment, and then slapped his palm on the back of Huo Linglong's heart, and the red light flashed again.

If you want to save someone, you must first want to live. Similar to the three-sided cliff, the meaning of Hongchen has never been a healing elixir, and the effect of taking the flexible desires of hundreds of millions of lives alone is not comparable to any elixir. Huo Linglong is Wu Zun. In other words, she also has problems such as "thinking about heaven and earth, and will arise from the heart", and Thirteen Lang only broke her power before, and the fundamental problem has not been solved.

"Stupid woman!"

The hunched back was soft and delicate, muttering things like "stinky girls are very ruthless and stupid", and the donkey shook his ass and turned his head. While bouncing off a large group of stiff demon mosquitoes, it also blocked the spring light behind him. Big Ash raised his head. stared at the monks and Taoists who rushed over, and his eyes were fierce.

"Stand still. No peeping!"

"The extraordinary dirty path paused slightly, and his face was slightly ashamed.

The monks regard the red powder as a skeleton, and the monks are not ashamed of the big gray words, but because of something else.

The mosquito king appeared at once, and there were inexplicable ghosts at the same time, of course, there was a big surprise. But it is obviously unreasonable to say that everyone is defenseless. From the very beginning, everyone was on guard against this matter, but the monk Dao's reaction was a little slow, the speed was not enough, and the slight reservation caused Thirteen Lang to meet the enemy alone, and the fire girl was desperate. This eventually led to this.

If something happens to Huo Linglong, the monks are responsible.

"Rubbish!"

"The fire girl is sleeping, please help protect the Dharma. ”

The opponent is like a god, the comrade-in-arms is like a pig, and the donkey is inevitably indignant, and he is ruthless in humiliation. Thirteen Lang turned the field, took out a piece of clothing and draped it on Huo Linglong's body, and at the same time did not forget to appease the big ash.

"Suddenly, she has an inner armor. ”

"How can there be a battle that is not sudden, waste is waste, what is there?"

His expression became strange, and Big Gray asked in a low voice, quietly turning his head and glancing behind him.

Huo Linglong wears inner armor, I don't know what material it is made of, and it is like painting skin when it is attached to the flesh; as for the difference between this kind of "packaging" and "nakedness", it is a matter of opinion between the benevolent and the wise. Moreover, she had bled before, which meant that the inner armor was also penetrated by demon mosquitoes, and the benefits were more psychological.

Shisanlang stretched out his hand to close his body before he noticed, and for some reason he deliberately said it.

"Look at what to see. Thirteen Lang slapped the donkey's head back.

"Look at how she hurts"

Avoiding boredom?

The two monks looked at each other, and their expressions were very exciting.

"What are you looking at, don't go and help!" Ash shouted angrily, gesturing his gaze to another battlefield.

"No, I don't. ”

Thirteen Lang stopped again, took out a small piece of ghost Lingzhi and stuffed it into Huo Linglong's mouth, frowned and said: "The internal breath is chaotic, the spiritual platform is damaged, and the mind is almost broken, can the two of you help?"

There's a reason for that. There are two doors of Buddhism and Taoism, regardless of the supernatural powers for the time being, meditation and contemplation are basic skills, which are not comparable to ordinary sects. Not to mention cultivators, even ordinary monks who are ordinary are in a stronger state of mind than ordinary people. Thirteen Lang has a strong heart and a strong spirit that the two cannot match, but he can only control himself.

The Tao is ten thousand, and Shengke is eternal, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't conquer the world, and when it comes to helping others meditate, he has to rely on his monks.

"It is incumbent upon us. ”

The monks and Taoists looked at each other, and soon decided that the monk would try first, and the dirty path would be responsible for guarding the surroundings, and they would not dare to relax in the slightest.

stepped forward and checked it briefly, and the extraordinary thick eyebrows were wrinkled.

"How?"

"There is trouble. ”

After much hesitation, the monk replied, "It's troublesome." ”

Huo Linglong's state at the moment is simply a sentence: it seems to be awake but not awake, it seems to be asleep but not like sleep, a bit like sleepwalking.

"It's not just the sanity that's damaged, it's the soul that's a bit like a ecstasy, it's like a seal. But not quite. ”

Calm the mind and focus on the strength of Buddhism, the master is full of confidence, full of confidence that he can be caught, and if he makes it like this, he can't get off the stage. In embarrassment, Bufan raised his hand and scratched his bald head. said: "I haven't seen the fire girl directly contact with ghosts before, how can it be so serious?"

"Rubbish!" Ash muttered again.

Bufan didn't bother to pay attention to it, and said, "That ghost doesn't seem to be an ordinary ghost. ”

Thirteen Lang sighed and said, "Can it be good?"

Bufan nodded seriously and replied: "The foundation of the three souls and seven spirits is all there, even if the monk doesn't help, he can slowly recover." His energy was too much exertion, and the monk who calmed the soul planned to recite the meditation mantra for him in the sound of the Buddha, but it would take time. ”

Anyway. The Extraordinary Master stretched out his hand to remove the Fire Maiden from behind the Great Ash.

"Chanting the mantra?"

Da Ash has no culture, and his understanding of Buddhism is limited to kneeling on the ground and chanting scriptures all day long, thinking about what it is for, and quickly retreating and questioning.

"That set of things is good for monks, and Huo Nizi has no intention of becoming a monk and a nun. Monks don't want wolf ambitions!"

"The Buddha is above" has a heartfelt explanation, and it was truncated as soon as he recited the Buddha's name.

"The Buddha is not a pervert. ”

The "Buddha" extraordinary master has a blue face, and he can't wait to slap it to death.

"Do not blasphew the Buddha. ”

Thirteen Lang reprimanded. I don't know whether it is comfort or warning, and said, "The master thinks." Is the Fire Maiden a ghost?"

This sentence is a bit improper, and the wonderful thing is that Extraordinary did not object, and nodded seriously. Raising his head, he looked at the tumbling battlefield, and then looked at Thirteen Lang, his eyes were faintly awe-inspiring.

"If you really go up, it's over. This ghost has a pure underworld aura on it. If a living person does not have the means of restraint, he will die. Luckily, it was mainly aimed at Mr., and the Fire Maiden was only affected, and it happened that she was a little distracted at the time, so she became like this. ”

Speaking of this, the monk asked tentatively, "Sir's ghost pet is also not simple. They are"

Just now, the two monks and Taoists really realized that Mr. Thirteen was unfathomable, one person was in the outer region, taking away a big man, and there were actually four demon venerables hidden around him, I don't know if there was anything else.

At the mention of the Demon Venerable, Thirteen Lang waved his hand, frowned and said, "It's a long story, these four guys are very troublesome. ”

The four demon venerables came from the blood domain, and the thirteen langs were half-deceived and half-deceived at the beginning, and they really took a lot of risks. Time has passed, Thirteen Lang is stronger day by day, the four demon venerables are no longer as proud as they were back then, and the land in their dreams contains pure underworld breath, which is exactly what they dream of, so they made an exception.

The ghosts are also pure and partial, and the Demon Venerable is powerful, and the four against one has actually fought to no result until now, and it is the breath of the underworld that suppresses them. This is like the battle between the real dragon and the dragon, the real dragon is weak but its blood is pure, the dragon is strong but its essence is mixed, it has not experienced the tempering of the underworld, no matter how strong it is, it is a lonely soul. Because of this, the Four Demon Venerables fought harder and harder, ignoring the attacks of the surrounding demon mosquitoes, surrounded on all sides, and never allowed them to escape.

The battle of ghosts and things, to be honest, is not much to see. This is the realm of transformation, and at the same time, it is also the human world, there are many restrictions on ghosts in the underworld, and the demon soul is also a ghost, and many magical powers that have a miraculous effect on flesh and blood are useless; the two sides were entangled several times, and the battle quickly returned to the primitive state of the mouth, biting each other, trying to devour each other, and avoiding being devoured by the other party. The difference is that they don't bleed, even if their bodies are torn to shreds, their souls can be restored in an instant without being destroyed, and all that is lost is qi.

For example, just now, the ghost was originally going to cast some powerful spell of "Eleven Heavens Heavy Dao", but its opponent changed, and it was busy dispersing before it showed its power, and this is the reason.

Looking up at the surrounding battlefield, Thirteen Lang asked, "What does the master mean that even if that ghost is not captured alive, the fire girl can be restored?"

Extraordinary replied affirmatively: "Of course." But it does not include the cost of performing the spell. ”

"That's nature. Thirteen Lang's expression darkened slightly, and he turned his head and ordered.

"Stop deliberately grinding and killing. ”

"No!"

The four demons in the center of the ghost spoke, and shouted fiercely: "Thirteen days of heavy Dao, this seat is only ranked eleven, and the lord can break through the barrier at any time, if you dare to kill me, you will definitely be"

"Killed. ”

Too lazy to listen any further, Shisanlang waved his hand resolutely and added a temporary sentence.

"Try to keep a memory of it. ”

(To be continued......)