Su Yiwen Lingzhao

"No."

Suddenly, Su Yi frowned.

Ning Sijia, who was already trembling in fear, stiffened slightly, and said, "Did you notice something wrong?"

Su Yi asked: "If you were Bai Changhen, would you not take precautions when you knew that 'feeding the sword with your body' would easily be devoured?"

Ning Sijia said without hesitation, "Definitely not."

Su Yi said: "This also means that Bai Changhen was not suddenly killed by the God's Blame Demon Sword, but something else happened, and the God's Blame Demon Sword was able to take advantage of it. machine."

Ning Si was taken aback.

Such a truth is undoubtedly too intrusive!

At this time, Su Yi looked at the top of the hall.

This hall is very grand and tall, the top is like a huge round umbrella cover, and in the center of the umbrella cover is a cyan bronze lamp the size of a palm.

The copper lamp is not lit, and there is no smell, and it is very far from the ground, so it is easy to ignore its existence.

But when he saw this inconspicuous copper lamp, Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked away, looking again at the seventy-two Taoist platforms standing in the hall.

At this point—

In the cyan copper lamp hanging at the top of the hall, the blood-like lamp oil wriggled silently, and a wick shaped like a bird was quietly protruding.

The wick was suddenly lit, and the lit shadow was bright red, outlining a vague female shadow.

Click! Click! Click!

Almost at the same time, a dense explosion sounded.

On the seventy-two banning platforms, the exquisite cocoons were all cracked like broken eggshells.

A terrifying corpse aura burst forth.

Ning Siyu's color changed immediately, and she was shocked by this sudden scene.

"Don't panic."

Su Yi reached out and patted her shoulder, her expression as dull as ever.

Only the pair of deep eyes looked back at the blue copper lamp hanging on the top of the hall.

The moment Su Yi looked over, the woman in the lamp shadow seemed to be aware of it, raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Pop!

The seventy-two forbidden tables in the main hall suddenly roared, and the pattern cloud patterns covering them seemed to come alive, interweaving into a huge forbidden formation.

Su Yi and Ning Si, who were in it, suddenly fell into crisis!

Whoosh whoosh!

Originally, it looked like a group of dazzling sword cultivators.

But the blood-colored corpses on their bodies made their aura fierce and terrifying, and their pupils glowed with a scarlet icy luster.

Seventy-two corpses!

But the corpses outside the hall are different from the broken and rotten bodies. These seventy-two corpses are in good condition and their breaths are beyond imagination.

None of them are weaker than the existence of the spirit realm.

There are several corpse spirits among them, even comparable to the existence of spirits!

Ning Si was terrified, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Think about it,

"Fellow Daoist, can these corpse spirits be saved?"

Ning Si stammered and asked.

"Of course."

Su Yi said casually, "However, it has to be a different way."

Clang!

The voice is still echoing, Xuanwu sword has fallen into Su Yi's hands.

With Su Yi's operation and cultivation, the night-like ethereal blade of Xuanwu Sword shone with brilliant golden Buddha light.

The magic is that around Xuanwu sword, there are circles of Buddha light sword shadow ripples pervading, each ripple is like a golden lotus, on the lotus, there is a faint shadow of Buddha appearing .

The sound of chanting, Zen singing, wooden fish, salute... interweaved into a grand and immeasurable Sanskrit sound, echoing endlessly in this hall.

The Great Bright Sanskrit Sword!

One of the four major kendo inheritances of Xiaoxitian, and it is also known as "Miaohua Du'er Sword", "Cihang Wenxin Sword" and "Daqianmingjingjian", all of which are the supreme Buddhist sword scriptures.

Although Su Yi was not a Buddhist practitioner, in his previous life he sat and talked with Emperor Konishi, an antique "Yanxin Buddha Master", and talked about his understanding and attainments of the Buddhist heritage, which made Yanxin Buddha also full of praise .

Under such circumstances, the "Great Brightness and Sanskrit Sword" that is displayed is even for the Buddhist practitioners of Xiaoxitian to see, and they will be amazed.

And when she saw these magnificent and brilliant kendo skills, Ning Siji couldn't help but sway, and eight words appeared in her mind:

Magic skills, take all the creations!

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The shout was like thunder.

Seventy-two corpse spirits sacrificed the spirit swords behind their backs, with a monstrous corpse spirit, killing Su Yi and Ning Sihua.

And when they gathered together and rushed over together, it was like an army of fierce spirits from the depths of hell!

It is a character in the spirit phase, and they are destined to avoid its edge!

"It's really pitiful to be manipulated even after death."

Su Yi sighed.

In his hand, Xuanwu sword stabbed out.

A circle of Buddha light and sword shadows swept up, seemingly as gentle as ripples, but when it was cut out, it was accompanied by immeasurable Buddha light and earth-shattering Sanskrit sounds!

Boom!

How powerful and terrifying are the spirit swords driven by the corpse spirits, but they are still in mid-air, and they are blocked by the mighty bright Sanskrit sword energy.

No way!

And then, as Su Yi stepped forward, constantly swinging his sword, circles of golden sword shadow ripples swept and spread, and bursts of Sanskrit Chan singing resounded, one by one like a Buddha-like emptiness Shadow rushed out from the lotus platform and suppressed the Quartet.

Boom!

Those corpses that are comparable to the spirit realm are now like falling into a sea of ​​Buddha light.

It is a corpse that is comparable to the level of the spirit phase. Under the power of the highest Buddhist sword scriptures, it is also severely suppressed.

Ning Siji couldn't help being stunned by that scene, and she was shocked and lost her mind.

Su Yi at this moment is like a Buddha walking in the world, slaying demons and eradicating demons, purifying the demon atmosphere, brightening

Buddha's light, illuminating the world.

Just under ten breaths.

The seventy-two corpses have all been saved!

And it's not over.

Seeing Su Yi's sleeves and robes bulging, he suddenly slammed the Xuanwu sword in his hand in the void.

Boom!

The dazzling and flaming sword energy ripples spread all around, and the seventy-two banning platforms standing in different positions collapsed and shattered.

The power of the forbidden formation originally covered all around, then dissipated and disappeared.

Su Yi's eyes turned to the blue copper lamp at the top of the hall, and said indifferently, "Do you want to continue playing?"

Ning Si subconsciously followed Su Yi's gaze.

Who is this woman?

Ning Sijia was surprised.

Wow~

It was only a palm-sized cyan copper lamp, but at this moment, it sounded like the undulating sound of the ocean.

I saw a piece of blood rush out, surging in the void, and gradually outline a female figure.

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt touched her hand, and the cyan copper lamp fell into her palm.

Afterwards, she took a gentle step and appeared not far from Su Yi, with her skirt fluttering and her aura fierce. With her exquisite and beautiful face, she was like a fairy!

The other party's breath is too fierce and terrifying!

"Fellow Daoists are very skilled, they must be extraordinary."

The white-haired and blood-skirted woman spoke up, her voice as cold as a sword, "However, this is the quiet place of the Qunxianjianlou, if you trespassed, you have already committed a crime. Big mistake, if you don’t want to lose your life, you’d better take your female companion and leave immediately.”

Su Yi smiled, not paying attention to the threat in the other party's words.

He looked at the corpse of Bai Changhen in the depths of the hall, and said, "In those days, it was you who cooperated with the Divine Blame Demon Sword to kill Bai Changhen?"

Ning Sijia's heart trembled. Could this white-haired woman in a blood-skirt be another murderer?

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt frowned and said, "Do you have decided not to leave, fellow Daoist?"

She didn't answer, but the breath on her body became more and more frightening.

"How about you, why don't you leave?"

Su Yi casually asked, "Now the restraining power from this place to the outside world has long since dissipated. With your way, it is not difficult to leave from here."

The white-haired and blood-skirted woman frowned more and more, how could she not see that Su Yi didn't care about her threats at all?

Silence for a moment, her pair of cyan pupils stared at the cyan copper lamp in her palm, and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Su Yi shook his head and said, "No, in my opinion, you are waiting for the God-blame Demon Sword."

The pupils of the white-haired and blood-dressed woman were slightly coagulated, which seemed very unexpected.

Seeing Su Yi continue: "However, this sword can no longer come."

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt said decisively: "Impossible!"

This sentence undoubtedly proves that she is indeed waiting for the **** to blame the demon sword!

This made Ning Siyu's heart set off a storm, and she finally understood why Qingluo appeared outside the ruins of Qunxianjianlou a while ago.

It turned out that it was the god-blame demon sword residing in Qingluo's spine, and she was coming to see the white-haired and blood-skirted woman in front of her!