The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Wasn't the poisonous hand devil possessed by the dead soul or evil thoughts? How could he die tragically in life?

Is it wrong to judge by oneself, or the ghosts or evil thoughts of the dead door are restrained at the living door, and they simply abandon the body and get away?

Meng Qi's thoughts fluttered, and Ye Yasha's face turned black, and he did not dare to act lightly, and looked back at the body of the poisonous demon.

Suddenly, he gave a soft whisper: "It doesn't look like it was torn into two pieces. The fracture is flat and it seems to be split with a knife."

Knife? Meng Qi looked at it suddenly, and saw that there were no tears on the fractures of the two corpses of Venomous Devil Jun, like a knife and an axe.

"If I didn't know my own family, I almost thought it was my hand ..." For a moment, Meng Qi suspected that he saw the wound caused by "opening up the world", just like Yang Zhenchen who had ruined his traces.

As soon as the thoughts started, Meng Qi held on abruptly, which might not rule out the possibility of his own shot!

When Zhenwu suspected the grave, the evil thought possessed no sign and no sound. Did the poisonous devil's body be transferred to himself? Take control of my body while the hallucination confuses the senses?

Meng Qi became more and more frightened. If he didn't breathe his vitality, the body would have its own cycle, and the control force would be very strong, fearing that a layer of white sweat had already started.

The more experienced Meng Qi took a light breath, stabilized his mood, and spread his spirit. He carefully examined the body of the poisonous hand Devil.

Instead of decaying into mud like Yang Zhenchen, he lost all the water, including blood, regardless of flesh or internal organs, withered and withered.

Seeing this situation, Meng Qi was relieved. This knife apprentice has the form of “opening up the world”, which is not true. Like deliberate imitation.

Imitating "opening up the world", did anyone see me kill Yang Zhenchan? No, it was also used when escaping from the dead door ... Meng Qi frowned.

Suddenly, Yasha ordered his hand to stretch out, and took away the rotten black pouch of the Venomous Devil-the gloves have also decayed into mud. However, the contents of the small bag are better preserved due to the bag's disaster prevention.

Because of the relationship between the demanding Yasha and the poisonous hand devil, when he took the black pouch, no one objected. Although Meng Qi was very distressed, he never shot. They also need to explore the road and step on the trap.

And Meng Qi is also entangled with another question, will he be possessed by the dead soul or evil thoughts?

The fact that Zhenwu suspected the grave left a deep impression on him. He did not know when he was possessed, and it is difficult to rule it out.

He is quiet. Yuanshen stood high on it, looking down at the "skys", the acupuncture points opened, secretly operating, looking for any trace of anomalies.

"No problem ..." Meng Qifa showed inwardly, gloomily, chaos opened up, and the heavens were born. The emergence of the universe and the world without exception.

Next, he contemplates the first form of "Rugao Shenzhang." The golden buddha refers to the earth touching the earth, but "I" has exclusive respect, and it also refers to people, but still does not bring out foreign objects.

None of this, then choose to believe in yourself! Meng Qi is no longer suspicious of ghosts and gods. If there are still bad thoughts or ghosts that can quietly possess, then non-location scenery can be solved. Can't afford distress and wait for the task to be completed. Find six "help"!

There is only one "legal body" item on his body, that is, the wood carving sent by Mr. Lu Da. Now he also holds it in his left hand for a moment. The touch is normal, and the wood carving is ordinary.

"Let's go on," Somiyak said with a somber face.

Meng Qi and Jia Zhen, the "mixed-world demon", didn't say much, and proceeded cautiously.

One step, two steps, three steps, once again the mist transpired, Meng Qi carefully changed direction and did not stay in place.

After a cup of tea, the fog subsided, and Meng Qi saw the gray square empty, only the demanding Yasha not far away.

"Jia Zhen is dead?" Meng Qi's spirit spread out and he found a puddle of flesh and mud that seemed to have been crushed by megaliths. Judging from the mixed clothes, it was Jia Zhen, the "mixed world demon".

Everything was crushed on him!

This middle-aged scribe who made himself feel familiar and unrecognizable also died silently ... Meng Qidun shuddered during his life. It is worthy of burying the whole Sanssouci Valley of the broadcast country, but fortunately, he paid for public benefit and pulled the examiner. In!

Meng Qi and Hao Yasha looked at each other, and they saw each other's strong guarding and looking.

"Continue?" Meng Qi asked.

Commanding Yasha Shen said: "Of course."

Just a few steps to the entrance!

The two walked at the same time, and after three steps, the fog rose as usual to isolate the senses.

According to understanding, Meng Qi stepped one step diagonally, changing position, sensing the sea transformed by the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, it also permeated the mist and blocked nature.

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed in like lightning, with so much magical energy, that he tried to entangle Meng Qi firmly.

Meng Qi, who had been on guard for a long time, changed from the wind, and strangely escaped from the magical spirit.

At this moment, a series of black shadows of human figures were thrown out of the white mist, or used fists, or claws, or palm spreading knives, or finger vertebras, or spirals, all contained legal principles, overwhelming, full of the feeling of corrosion , And the meaning of corruption is imprinted on my mind.

Meng Qi did not plan to defend, the sword was cut out, and many tricks were empty.

The sword, like the scorching sun, chopped out thousands of rays of light, false or real, or turned or turned, "swallowing" all nearby places.

Every day, no omissions!

Dangdang, the long sword and the opponent's fists kept colliding, making a sound of golden iron clashes, and many shadows collapsed.

Suddenly, the shadows converged, as if with twin horns for the first time, and the magic was permeated.

It clasped its hands together and just caught the streamer entity, and the sun dissipated immediately.

Meng Qidun's powerful suction came from the fire, and his flesh and bones and soul real soul both felt loose, and seemed to be throwing at each other!

Light gold emerged, and the suction was as shocking as the tree, and had no effect.

The other's true spirit changed accordingly, and Meng Qi raised a strong sense of danger in his heart, unblocking the Liuhuo directly, and cooperating with the change of moves.

boom!

The streamer caught between the palms seemed to be descending in a ** day, sending out a continuous explosion, tumbling hot, and shining.

With this thrust, the long sword passed between the palms of the hands and stabbed the opponent's chest!

The opponent's chest seemed to be cast by gold and iron, but the fire of the top grade soldiers had just paused and pierced.

boom!

The scorching heat erupted, as if a round of blasting exploded, the smell of flesh and burnt fluttered. The white mist was thin all around!

When the opponent stopped, the flying fire took a chance to fly backwards, so that the long sword did not penetrate too deeply, but the chest was melted out of the big hole, and the internal organs were half of the water and half of the scorch!

At this time, Meng Qicai felt a strong numbness. It spread to the ends of the hair.

"It's him! Heaven Demon Bliss!" Meng Qi almost said, seeing the other party through the thin white mist, it was Jia Zhen, the "mixed world demon" who could not die anymore.

And Meng Qi also recognized his identity from Gongfa, the old hour of "mythology" and not a member of the reincarnation!

No wonder there was no trauma before the stabbing. Tianmo Jinshen is the invincible defense magic!

The old hour that changed back to his original appearance was a bit ugly again, and his face was a lot more embarrassed. He went back and forth to the edge of the gray square.

Meng Qi tried to catch up, but was blocked by layers of solid white mist.

at this time. Most of the fog disappeared, and Meng Qi saw the demanding Yasha. He was surrounded by the light of the earth, and was supported by a translucent ghost.

This ghost had a very old face, wearing a black robe, and had thick white hair, like a thin snake spreading behind him.

As the white fog subsides. He also gave up the attack and disappeared into the mist.

"It's you!" Sumo Yasha looked at the old clock protected by White Mist, and his eyes were furious.

But he didn't rush. Seems waiting for something.

The old clock laughed strangely, and his mental condition was obviously abnormal: "Who asked you to invite me?"

"What the **** do you want to do? You haven't even entered the door yet!" Somori Yasha yelled at him inexorably.

The flesh and blood in the chest of the old clock wriggled, and his internal organs evolved. He glanced at Meng Qi, and said with a mad smile: "Of course, you are all killed!"

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qi seemed to guess something. Calmly said: "Are you from‘ Mythology ’to find the clues to the Valley of Worry-free?”

"Myth ..." The Emperor, who knew the myth when exchanging Yasha before the mutual market, killed the emperor of Dajin, and now meets "the Lord". As if dreaming.

The old clock was happy to delay time to recover: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to get together so quickly to find the door. Let this seat have no time to relay the news, so I had to kill you first and suppress the matter."

Suddenly, he could n’t tell the myth. He was afraid that things in the Valley of Worry-free would be stolen first, so he secretly killed the treasure hunting team. Where did he know that the first shot was unsuccessful, the first person killed was Meng Qi.

"Which ghost is that?" Asked Yamoyasha.

The old clock laughed and said, "According to the information obtained from this seat, the important part of the broadcast will be guarded by the ancestors. As long as they worship sincerely, they will be blessed by the ancestors."

"You don't just scratch your head to open the door ..." Sumo Yasha stunned.

Normally, the unearthed ancestral spirit will dissipate for more than a century, but this place is special, gloomy, and full of death. The ancestral spirit has been in existence for more than a thousand years, but it seems that he has no wisdom. Relying on instinct and relying on the fog.

The old clock's chest and abdomen returned to its original state, and the breath was slightly weak. He glanced at Meng Qi and sneered, "Don't you dare to move, for fear that you will stir up the magic circle and let the ancestors strike?"

"It's okay, I'm here to inspire you!"

As soon as the words fell, he heard the haha ​​who laughed at Yasha: "Jia Zhen, why do you think the old man wants to invite you to this general friendship?"

"You ..." The old clock froze.

Yaksha's face turned cold: "Easy to kill, no need to divide the treasure!"

At this moment, a figure stood out from the air, grabbed with both hands, the blood brown water rushed, and the ancestral spirit was caught out of the formation!

The visitor wore a black emperor's robe, white hair turned high, and a snake-shaped wooden clog inserted into his face. His face was covered with wrinkles.

"Ming Huang!" Old Zhong's face changed greatly, he took out a thing, turned his head and flew towards the exit.

The old Yasha, who ordered the order, was there, he was well-informed and didn't chase, but looked at Meng Qi with a smile:

"You're calm, aren't you afraid?"

Meng Qi also had a bright smile and his teeth were white and neat:

"Why are you afraid?" (To be continued)