"Die!"

The voice of the Holy Fire Master resounded, and the fingers burning flames bent, and the next moment, the scholar who was holding the palm of his hand suddenly had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Um?!"

The Holy Fire Mingzun's expression stagnated. The body of the body that was tightly pinched in the hand of Faxiang, and the outline of a figure floated out from the smiling scholar. The sword body, which was originally bright with Dharma light, also roared and roared, and a phantom of the sword was also divided into.

The sword intent of all things. The sword of the soul!

Lu Liangsheng's soul held the Yuelong Dragon Soul, stabbed the flames, passed through the giant palm without any obstacles, and instantly pulled out a series of soul shadows flashed through the body of the Holy Fire Mingzun. Mobile phone::

Well

The flames swayed, and his body, full of fire spirit, stood still, widened his eyes, and with the flashing scholar, behind the Holy Fire Mingzun, his soul flew backwards, pulled out his body, and floated in the air.

‘This scholar’

The soul was unable to speak. The Holy Fire Mingzun watched his body standing there motionless. The fire spirit energy lost consciousness and gradually dissipated the fire light. His heart was quite lit. Even if the soul was stabbed out of his body by a sword, his cultivation was still there, but most of it was left in his body. But so what? He was like this. The scholar with the soul out of his body was afraid that it would be difficult for him.

The surrounding environment is different from the view of the soul. The gray vision is tilted behind, and the strong wind of heaven and earth is howling, and the scholar floating there is holding a sword soul to keep it from being blown away by the strong wind.

Lu Liangsheng's body was ethereal and empty. The strong wind blew through the soul and brought some stinging feeling. His erratic face raised slightly, looking at the Holy Fire Mingzun Yuanshen slightly below.

The magic power brought words that only the soul and the soul could communicate, and said softly:

"Where is the demon soul that Tianzhi plunders? And my master's things"

"Hahahaha!"

The Holy Fire Mingzun waved his arm, raised his beard, and the magic power wrapped in the soul forced the surrounding wind to spread, and his body slowly rose to a position as the scholar.

"You said that big centipede? It was given away by me. As for your master's things, I don't even know who your master is."

Before he could finish his words, the dragon soul in Lu Liangsheng's hand trembled slightly, and words were also heard.

"Big Bearded Man, didn't this magical soul chant you with the scriptures? It's better to listen to it."

"Shut up."

Lu Liang was afraid that it would not finish speaking. He shook his wrist and shouted softly, and his eyes turned to Mingzun opposite him again. There was something he had always wanted to figure out.

"The Fire Prayer Sect is arbitrarily setting up the Earth Demon Yin Fire to congratulate Liangzhou's severe drought. Millions of people suffered and plundered women, children, demon souls, and spiritual aggregates everywhere. What should we do?"

On the opposite side, when I heard the scholar's inquiry, the Holy Fire Mingzun closed his eyes and opened it for a moment: "You can't hear this, but I think of a good heart, so I will give you a word."

His tone paused, he raised his face slightly, and his beard gently stroked in the wind, looking at the gray night sky and mountains.

"There are three disasters and five disasters in the practice of Taoism, and five decays in heaven and man. Only by surviving the disaster can one be recognized by the heavenly way, and one can live with the heavens. Another method can also achieve long-lasting vision. This is what the deity does."

Hearing such an answer, Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips tightly and spoke for a long time.

"How can you survive three disasters and five disasters and five disasters when sacrificed to the living beings and fill your own desires without practicing Taoism and cultivating your mind?"

"Haha, you, a cultivator in the Yuanying realm, will you also teach me a lesson?" The Holy Fire Mingzun smiled and suddenly raised his hand to the gray sky.

"I practice Taoism for a long time than you. Which one of the practitioners who have seen with your own eyes has passed three disasters and five kalpas? Even if it passes, one or two hundred years later, the five gods and five decays will fall to their heads. Have you seen their misery? They are old and like rotten trees, and even have to feed others to drink water!!! They are looking for a fart immortal way, which is not as good as the deity, who sacrifices human spirits and gets free and easy."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and put the Yuelong sword in his hand.

"So you treat people as food and treat all living things as seasonings? My master once said that practicing Taoism is like cultivating people. Even if you can't survive the disaster you mentioned in the end, at least you have no guilt to your heart and the world. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and those bandits and road dominances?"

"hehe."

The Holy Fire Mingzun just chuckled and didn't say anything else. At this moment, the mysterious yellow aura flashed under the two of them, and a Yin-Yang Bagua Formation Diagram unfolded, and a magic light appeared.

"Old Lu dodges!"

It was the voice of the Taoist. Lu Liangsheng turned and floated away when he collected the moonlight. The Taoist bun was scattered, and Sun Yingxian, who was covered in dust, performed the Taoist Dharma.

"What is the Ming Zun of my mother? My cultivation level cannot defeat you, but now you are a soul, and this path will defeat you."

The soul is also a kind of soul. Although it has magic power, it is still in the state of soul. When the Holy Fire Mingzun saw the Yin-Yang Bagua generated below, before he had time to leave, the Bagua Xuanhuang beam trapped him in the air like a cage, gathering his magic power and pushing it up.

‘Swish~’

What came was burning white smoke rising from his palm.

"Uh"

The Holy Fire Mingzun shook his palm and screamed. I don’t know when it started. He had never felt pain like this for a long time. He was in a flash and took the sacrificial tragedy of two juniors.

Anger arose in his eyes, he collided with his body and collided with the Bagua Xuanhuang Qi.

"I want to leave, have you asked Master Huan?!"

Sun Yingxian was in the barrier and a group of fire prayers escaped the thunder tribulation and entered the Golden Pill Realm. At this time, his magic power was much stronger than before. He threw away several talismans between his fingers and flew away from all sides of the Xuanhuang Qi.

"Applications for the gods and ghosts from all directions and listen to my Dharma words!"

On the eight talisman paper, the seal text of the word "Chi" written in cinnabar lit up magic light, and they all shot out light to remove the mysterious and yellow energy of the Bagua. The two Taoist methods blended together. The soul of the Holy Fire Mingzun trapped in the middle seemed to be on fire, struggling and roaring in the air, and the soul became shaking in an instant.

‘Two timid juniors’

The soul is trapped, and the cultivation level is still left on it. As the struggle drives the surrounding spiritual energy, the Taoist who sets up the formation below is also uncomfortable.

"Old Lu!"

After years of tacit understanding, Lu Liangsheng heard the Taoist's voice, and the moonlight suddenly roared in his hand, and his body turned into a ray of deep blue. The Taoist's magic trick suddenly disappeared, and the mysterious and yellow aura of the Bagua disappeared. The Holy Fire Mingzun turned his face, and the deep blue magic light was covered with in his eyes.

A sword penetrated through his body.

"cut!"

The sound of the Dharma swung in the air, and the deep blue light converged back to the sword body. Lu Liangsheng held the sword in one hand, and stood on the mountain gate with a blue dress and white robe, slowly turning his face to the side.

In the aftermath, the soul of the Holy Fire Mingzun, who was frozen in the original place, was shaken, and half of his waist seemed to be torn apart, and even the nearby air showed a trace of fragmentation.

He stumbled his lips with difficulty and looked back at the scholar Fang. His soul suddenly dissipated and turned into stars and light, blown away by the strong wind between heaven and earth.

Lu Liangsheng's consciousness sank, and his soul was blurred. Seeing this, the Taoist bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman to knock it out in the air, urging his magic power to pull the scholar's vague soul back into his body.

But without Lu Liangsheng's consciousness, the Taoist snatched the strong wind from the heaven and earth, and it was quite difficult. The two people with their red faces and necks were not far from the mountain gate, and they opened their blood-stained teeth and shouted:

"Help!!"

On the other side, Yan Chixia, who was extinguishing Lu Liangsheng's body, quickly turned her fingers and used her magic power to tie the soul in the air. The toad Taoist bulged her cheeks, and in an instant, her head swelled, and she opened her mouth and sucked hard.

hiss

With a big breath, the two men blessed the Dharma, then the suspended soul was pulled back and sent into the body on the ground.

Sun Yingxian swallowed, ran over, flipped his yellow cloth pocket, took out a calming talisman, and attached it to Lu Liangsheng's forehead, who was bloodless. On the other side, the tree demon with mottled and burning marks on his body, his black hair was scattered, and he stumbled down in a mess.

"Old demon and old demon!"

He lay down on the scholar's chest and reached out to rub his face. Seeing that he had no reaction, he opened his red lips slightly and approached him. The Taoist opened his mouth slightly, trying to stop him, but the toad was pushed away with a webbed face.

"This is to relieve Liang Sheng's anger, why are you panicing?"

"I know." The Taoist curled his lips, watched the tree demon approaching Lu Liangsheng's lips, and gently blew out a sensation, followed by a few stutters of his lips.

Mutter: "I don't know what it feels like."

Over there, the tree demon who was angry, watched the scholar's face gradually improve, and he became bloody, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, got up and turned into a spiritual root wood, fell on Lu Liangsheng's abdomen.

"Don't take me away, don't touch the old monster"

The words from the wooden stem came out and became quiet. Knowing that Lu Liangsheng was fine, Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief. The sky was drowsy, and the two of them were exhausted. They sat on the ground, looking at the attic waterside pavilions soaked in the darkness around them, and the body of the Holy Fire Mingzun lying not far away, they had no intention of asking about it.

With a "bang", Da Lala lay down on the ground, closed his eyes sleeplessly, and his sleepiness swept over and swallowed everything.

Sun Yingxian ran to the corpse in the water pavilion far away to fumble and choose. Taoist Toad was holding the purple gold gourd, sitting next to his disciple, and sighed.

"This bad guy, come back when his teacher's injury recovers. He is not in a hurry to get the stolen things."

"Good guy"

The toad repeated another sentence, sitting beside him muttering and talking.

The night is deep, and the turbulent mountains are gradually returning to the peace of the past. The thunder and the remaining power of magic power are still there, making the foothills under the night still silent.

Among the quiet mountain walls is a living room with a unique world. A jade bead placed in a hidden place ignites and slowly rolls, falling from the hidden place to the ground.

The green jade beads rolled into a fiery red color.

‘Hehe I have lived for so long, but it’s not so easy to die. A wisp of residual soul is placed on this spirit bead. As long as I reach the Five Colors Village, I can still come back’

This is a treasure he once obtained from the Five Colors Village. He puts a wisp of his soul in it. Even if the soul is gone, as long as the wisp is still there, the consciousness can still come back. However, the Soul-Submit Pearl has a flaw. The Holy Fire Mingzun is very clear in his heart that the soul stored cannot last long and must be reshaped before the magic power is exhausted.

The soul-sending bead sank into the rocks, crossed the soil layer along the veins, and rushed to the west. On the surface, the foothills, the fields, and the towns were all left behind.

‘The Five Colors Village is far west of Chang'an, in the mountains without boundaries’

The jade beads were passing through the shuttle quickly, and the color became dimmer. In desperation, the Holy Fire Mingzun gave up and continued to rush out of the ground. The sky was blue and dark, and it was dark.

With a slight sound, the soul-sending bead that drilled out of the ground fell on the fallen leaves on the mountain road. In the blue sky, a strange color with a red light appeared.

‘If you hurry on the road, you will definitely lose your last ray of soul. It is better to rely on those who pass by. Seeing that there are jade beads here, you will definitely come here with a greed for cheap haha’
Chapter completed!