The sword light passed by, and unexpectedly it would be killed by the old monster Youquan surrounded by skeletons in the center.

Yuan Qingwei was not careless at all. He looked around and smiled and said, "You old monster are also a person who has been practicing for hundreds of years. Why do you still like to take tricks so much? Isn't it good to be more upright?"

"Good and upright?" The blood skeleton around him spoke at the same time and said sarcastically: "I am a man in the devil's way. You actually made me upright?"

"If the mind is not right, it is difficult to achieve success in practicing magic. Even if the way of the free demon is to pretend to be happy and play freely at the beginning, it is limited by the love and hate of others and cannot be transformed by oneself. But later, it will inevitably embark on the path of self-generation and self-transformation, and the world will be self-sufficient, without fear of the replacement of all things, and obtain the supernatural powers of freedom. In the end, it will be influenced by the heart, and will be affected by the five aggregates of sentient beings, feeling their love, hate, and love, and the wonderfulness of others, freedom, and great freedom."

Yuan Qingwei casually preached his understanding of the free demonic path. The most terrifying thing was that after he spoke, there were actually gods and demons in the heavens cheering at the same time.

Accompanied by the voices of gods and demons, Yuan Qingwei's words became ethereal and psychedelic, with a sacred taste that was high and above, which repeatedly originated from the heart, as if it was from the ears, easily overshadowed the demonic sound of the old monster Youquan.

The old monster Youquan was shocked, but then he was attracted by the method of Yuan Qingwei's preaching. He felt that some of the wonderful things of the free demons were deep in his heart. This vague perception of being right but not right, not evil but not evil actually relieved his mind.

In the silence, many blood skeletons showed a faint glazed color.

However, among the tens of thousands of blood skeletons, there are those who are in line with the Way of the Free Demon, and naturally there are also those who conflict with it.

As several skeletons were broken, the old monster Youquan took two steps back in horror. He looked at Yuan Qingwei and wanted to say something.

Yuan Qingwei took the lead and said, "I have heard of the blood skeletons condensed in the "Ten Thousand Souls Blood Demon Sutra". All the magical powers are mysterious and self-organized. Today, it is even more strange. If you condense so many incarnations by yourself, you are not afraid of your soul collapse!"

"I am a clumsy [defense] method, you can't guess. I think your skills are top-notch. Why bother to fight for this old guy alone? If you retreat now, I will never pursue it."

"Haha!" Yuan Qingwei laughed and said, "You and I understand people, why bother talking about these things? I only need to hold on for a few hours before you have to retreat. Why should I leave? You are the ones who are anxious now!"

"You have to go against me? Do you think my magic skills are not powerful enough?"

"Of course I know the mystery of your magic skills. I just said that you are gathering so many incarnations by yourself, and you are not afraid of your soul collapse. But do you think you can rest assured if you condense so many blood skeletons? Wait a minute, when the time comes, you don't leave, I want to see if you can live in immortality?"

"Okay! OK! OK!" The old monster Youquan laughed furiously when he heard Yuan Qingwei's words.

"All the blood skeletons here are my soul and my incarnation. Unless you have the ability to destroy all these skeletons! And also destroy my hidden incarnation, otherwise, I will never die! If I don't die, I will sooner or later find you to settle it."

"Then it's all ruined, wouldn't it be?"

Yuan Qing smiled, the Yuanshi pearl flew out with his palm, and the hazy chaotic light spread out, forcing out the terrifying magic secret texts in the void.

These secret texts are inherited from the Five-State Demon Sect. Each of them contains the insights of the ancestors of the Demonic Dao. Some of them are even twisted by the divine patterns held by the ancient gods.

At this time, once it emerges, it will shine with dazzling light. The light spreads outward like ripples of water. Wherever it passes, the universe is upside down, and the sun and the moon are gone, but it is trying to fundamentally modify the surrounding environment and directly alienate it into a magical realm.

"You think you can trap me by spending your time, but you don't know that I'm waiting for your arrangement, so that you can catch turtles in the jar."

After saying that, the light of the cherry clouds appeared above Yuan Qingwei's head, among which golden flowers, bright lights, and wisps of Mars fell, like a garland of blessings, with infinite light radiance emitting, and golden Sanskrit appeared around the secret text.

Sanskrit exudes a pure Buddhist aura. Once it comes into contact with the secret text, it is mutually exclusive, just like Tai Chi and the two qualities, mutual generation and restraint.

"This is?"

Looking at the brilliance emitted by the secret text and Sanskrit, the light wheels intertwined in the air, the face of the old monster Youquan changed slightly, but in the next second, there were countless scenes in these apertures rotating on the wheel like a brief glance, combining into one perfect cycle after another similar to a mandala flower.

Moreover, compared with the methods of the previous guardian monks, the mandalas evolved from Yuan Qing were divided into gold and black, entangled with each other, emerged and merged, and opposed it layer by layer, forming a perfect connection, blocking the surroundings in it.

"Youquan, most of what I have learned in this life comes from the lineage of Chunyang Zhenren, and I have also studied the way of alchemy. Today I will see if I can refine a furnace of blood divine pill."

Yuan Qingwei, holding the Yuanshi Geo, stands in the center of the mandala, but it gives people the feeling that it is outside the mandala. After seeing the contradictory feeling, you will feel a very uncomfortable feeling.

But Yuan Qingwei didn't care. He took out the three treasure jade Ruyi and gently tapped it into the void. The hot fire flows fell down like a surging waterfall, bathing the old monster Youquan in the fire waves.

This fire flow was created by Yuan Qingwei's practice of pure yang elixir fire recorded in the Pure Yang Dan Sutra. After successfully condensing, it was sent into the Yuanshi Realm and refining it with the power of the sun's power. Finally, with his innate qi, he had experienced several changes. It was already very pure, no worse than the Samadhi True Fire condensed by those monks who practiced for hundreds of years.

But strangely, the old monster Youquan in the Dan Fire felt very cold, his whole body was cold and cold, as if there was a very terrible cold current hidden in his heart. At this time, he was stimulated by the Dan Fire and extended out.

"Damn it! Damn it!" His body was cold, but the old monster Youquan was in a state of anger. Looking at the surrounding environment, the blood skeleton erupted wildly. After each skeleton flew out, it exploded in the air. The blazing fireworks swayed wildly, and the rolling fire waves appeared and collided, and golden Mars flew all over the sky, and then swept inward.

After the blood skull exploded, the remaining dirty blood and debris dissolved into countless liquid gases in the rolling wave of fire. Then, it had not dripped and evaporated, and was completely evaporated by the flames, leaving only the stars of essence suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the essence and the rewinding fire waves, the old monster Youquan suddenly discovered that after the combination of the golden and black mandala, it was like a huge cauldron, covering it, and the continuous flames rose, really like an alchemy.

Turning his head to look at Yuan Qingwei, the Yuanshi Pearl had disappeared at some point. There was only a jade Ruyi left in his hand. Ruyi was white, and there were three colors of precious lights flowing on it, shaking gently, the sun, moon and starlight gathered, turning into a pure holy light shining down.

"I want to refine me! I'm not afraid that I will blow up your stove!" The old monster Youquan trembled all over. The cold air had already formed ice crystals on the surface of his body. Of course, it was burned by the outside elixir fire, and the ice crystals quickly evaporated and disappeared.

After each piece of ice crystal disappeared, the aura of the old monster Youquan would be a little more peaceful.
Chapter completed!