The words of the dominant soul made Murong Jie and the King of Jin change their expressions. Liu Yuyan, Xie Yue and Ji Furong didn't know much about the Immortal Destruction Monument, and they didn't know the horror of the Immortal Destruction Monument. So when the dominant soul said this If so, their reaction was also shocked and puzzled.

Liu Yuyan and Xie Yue didn't know much about it. The old monk Duyi, the old monk Duxin, and the old monk Duyin were even more puzzled. Zhao Bao killed the old monk Dumi so violently, so that the old monk Duyi would be Monks and others thought that Zhao Bao's soul had returned.

"Junior Brother Dumi..." The old monk Dudi walked out of the broken and bloody place of war, which appeared to be endless darkness, and when he walked out, he happened to see a blood wave of Zhao Bao's body blew. The old monk Dumi was killed into a white bone corpse.

Hearing the old monk Dudi shouting, Duyi and others reacted from the shock. They stared at Zhao Bao, whose bodies suddenly became surging with blood, and his murderous aura, couldn't help but change his expression and muttered in his heart. He said, "Can Zhao Bao's soul return?"

Zhao Bao's body was floating in the air, and his blood was surging all over his body, and his eyes turned bloody. His eyes were the same when he looked at everyone. It was cold and full of evil spirits.

"What's wrong with Brother Bao? The dominant soul says that Brother Bao was dominated by the Immortal Destruction Monument? This Immortal Destruction Monument is a terrible magic weapon that Brother Bao once conquered in the secret realm of Yaochi?" Old Monk Dumi was killed by Zhao Bao's body. After counterattack and killing, Liu Yuyan and others regained their freedom. Looking at Zhao Bao, who was extremely unfamiliar in the sky, she couldn't help but ask worriedly in her heart.

Xieyue, Ji Furong, Jinghe Shitao of Tianshui's Master, Dinghui Nini and others were all watching Zhao Bao's sudden recovery of his body in the sky. They couldn't understand why Zhao Bao could suddenly release the strongest saint. The power is coming. What makes me most heart-pounding is that at this time, Zhao Bao really looks like a devil walking out of hell, and his body exudes a scent of death and destruction.

"How could this happen? Zhao Bao's soul is clearly trapped in the Buddhist mural?" Master Jinghe looked at the Buddhist mural that still existed perfectly, and sat cross-legged, maintaining his own Buddhist destiny Senior Sister Jingxin of this forbidden art Buddha formation really didn't understand why Zhao Bao's physical body had lost its soul suddenly recovered, and the power of his physical body at this time completely surpassed the power of the soul in his physical body just now.

"Master, do you think the Buddha's mural has lost its effect? ​​Or is Zhao Bao's soul breaking through the Buddha's mural and returning to his body?" The girl Dinghui heard the mural of Master Jinghe, and she couldn't help but speculate. road

"This is impossible! If Zhao Bao's soul has returned, your master will not continue to consume the Buddhist connection to maintain this Buddhist mural." Master Jinghe asserted

"If Zhao Bao's soul did not return, how could his body suddenly recover? He killed a Buddhist saint in the blink of an eye?" Dinghui could not believe what he saw, a peak Buddhist saint, directly Being killed into a bone is not something that ordinary people can do. Buddhism has many ways to be reincarnated and resurrected.

Ji Yanran continued, "Isn't someone just saying that Zhao Bao's body was dominated by some Immortal Destruction Monument?"

"Immortal Destruction Monument? What will this be?" Master Jinghe and others focused their attention on Zhao Bao.

The old monk Dudi did not keep approaching. He was using the power of faith to recover from his injuries. The battle between him and the King of Jin was a dangerous situation. If there was a slight mistake, the two of them might have killed each other.

"Is this the real Zhao Bao?" The old monk Dudi looked at Zhao Bao, who covered his body with blood in the air.

boom!

Suddenly, a vast dragon energy rushed out from Zhao Bao's head. It broke through the cover of the blood wave and emitted endless dragon power to suppress and drive away the blood wave evil energy that controlled Zhao Bao's body.

Under the attack of the dragon energy, the pattern of the Immortal Destroyer Monument on Zhao Bao's arm emits a stronger destructive power. It condenses the Dao pattern of destruction and wants to destroy the dragon energy rushing out of Zhao Bao's head. Facing the Immortal Destroyer Monument. The destruction pattern condensed by the pattern, and the dragon energy rushed out of Zhao Bao's head condensed into authentic patterns.

In an instant, Zhao Bao's body became an area where two Taoist patterns confronted each other!

Everyone who could not understand what happened to Zhao Bao's body was even more unable to understand what secrets were hidden in Zhao Bao's body.

"The dominant soul, what's going on? Why did another kind of power appear on Zhao Bao's body?" Murong Jie said to the dominant soul.

"This should be the Emperor's Heavenly Book in Zhao Bao's mind, spontaneously resisting the dominance of the Immortal Destruction Monument. I hope it can resist so that Zhao Bao's body will not become a puppet with the god-sacrificing pattern." Soul Pine Qi

"Is the Huangji Heavenly Book... in Zhao Bao's mind?" Murong Jie was shocked and rumored.

The dominant soul did not continue to respond. It stared at Zhao Bao in the air and prayed in his heart, "Huangji Heavenly Book, you must protect your master's body!"

"Master, what happened to Zhao Bao's body? Why are there two different Taoist patterns in the battle?" Dinglan's girl has lived for nearly a hundred years, and this is the first time she has seen such a strange scene.

A physical body with a soul separated from it will actually lead to two terrible Taoist patterns in a stalemate. Is this physical body not just Zhao Bao?

"I don't know what happened to Zhao Bao's body. It's the first time I've seen this situation." Master Jinghe said with a look of surprise and suspicion.

"Amitabha, this evil demon Zhao must not survive. His soul is not there, and his body is even more terrifying." The old monk Duyin stared at his body, and there were two Taoist patterns duels, as if he was fighting for the power of control of the body. He said in a deep voice

The short and fat old monk Du Xin said bitterly, "Junior Brother Du Yin, do you think we have a way to destroy Zhao Xiemo's body? He has Pangu's imperial weapon in his hand."

The words of the old monk Du Xin made Du Yin and Du Yi's faces dark. The old monk Du Yi looked at the bones that Du Mi fell to the ground. He cherished him and said, "Poor Junior Brother Du Mi, I'm not sure. Bai died on Zhao Bao's physical hands."

"I hope that these two Taoist patterns will end up eroding Zhao Bao's body into powder." The old monk Du Yin said deeply.

The huge changes in Zhao Bao's physical body made Buddhist saints afraid to act casually. Liu Yuyan, Murong Jie, the dominant soul, the King of Jin and others could not stop Zhao Bao's physical body from changing. It was quiet here, with only two types of Taoist patterns. Continuous confrontation made Zhao Bao's body in chaos, making people increasingly difficult to see clearly and become even more inaccessible.

The Buddhist saints were unwilling to see such changes. Murong Jie, Liu Yuyan and others were very willing to see them.

In the Buddhist mural, Zhao Bao has experienced a hundred reincarnations. During these reincarnations, Zhao Bao has experienced a hundred tragic reincarnations of fate. He died again and again at the hands of people who look like Murong Jie and Liu Yuyan. However, Such tragic experiences did not make Zhao Bao's heart unstable, but instead allowed Zhao Bao to accumulate different life experiences. He understood many truths in this hundred lifetimes of reincarnation.

After another tragic death, Zhao Bao quietly waited for another reincarnation, and he was waiting for a more tragic fate to come.

After waiting quietly, Zhao Bao welcomed the 100th reincarnation in the Buddhist mural. This time his fate was no longer miserable, and he suddenly became a wealthy rich man. At this time, Zhao Bao In the courtyard surrounded by vines, I was drinking with the two beautiful wives, Murong Jie and Liu Yuyan.

"Husband, I wish you a glass of wine. I hope you can be with us sisters every day. We will live happily forever, never separate, and always be happy." Liu Yuyan picked up the wine glass and gave it to Zhao Bao without being shy. Toast

"Okay, we will never be separated." Zhao Bao picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Liu Yuyan, and drank it all in one go.

When I put down the wine glass, Murong Jie filled the wine with sweet smile and said, "Husband, under this full moon, do you have any thoughts to us?"

Zhao Bao looked up at the moon in the gaps between the vines, and whispered, "I do have something to tell you."

"What are you talking about, husband, please? Are you listening to my sister Yuyan?" Murong Jie said excitedly.

Liu Yuyan opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Zhao Bao straight. Obviously, she also wanted to know what Zhao Bao had to say?

Zhao Bao withdrew Guan Yue's gaze and said in a deep voice, "I really want to stay with you forever and never be separated. But the place where we should stay together forever is not here."

"Husband, what nonsense are you talking about? If we don't stay together forever, where should we stay together forever?" Murong Jie said anxiously and confusedly.

Liu Yuyan said in tears, "Husband, don't you want us anymore?"

"Look, does the color of this full moon look like Buddha's light?" Zhao Bao pointed at Haoyue with a question as he answered the question.

"What Buddha's light? Husband, don't change the topic. What did you mean just now? As Yuyan said, don't you want us anymore?" Murong Jie didn't go to see the moon. She grabbed Zhao Bao's arm and asked with a thrust.

"Husband, you can't leave us alone." Liu Yuyan grabbed Zhao Bao's other arm pitifully.

Zhao Bao did not lower his head to look at Murong Jie and Liu Yuyan, and suddenly a Buddha light flashed on his body.

Murong Jie and Liu Yuyan who grabbed Zhao Bao's arm both looked terrified and retreated. Then the voices of Murong Jie and Liu Yuyan changed. They said at the same time, "How could you? Have you practiced the Buddhist scriptures? You have insight into the Buddhist picture murals. The truth?”

Zhao Bao did not respond to the inquiry. He picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass and said, "It's one hundred and one lifetime, it's time for me to go back."

Dong, Dong, Dong...

Suddenly, the bell rang out in the Buddhist mural, and the Buddhist mural that covered the entire Tianshui Temple dispersed like a tide. Master Jingxin vomited blood and fell into a coma.

"Senior Sister Jingxin..." Master Jinghe hugged Master Jingxin quickly, Dinghui, Dinglan, Ji Yanran and others surrounded him.
Chapter completed!