suppress.

Suppress the whole plate.

The auspicious light emitted from the donkey's naked scalp was like the bright moon, clear and light, even and simple, but the power inside was as heavy as a mountain, as if thousands of Buddhas were angry and raised the throne of Sumeru and smashed it down on the head.

As soon as I came into contact, the great magical power "Soul-Devouring Blood Light" released by Chang'an seemed to encounter a natural enemy, with its power decayed several times and was overwhelmed by Xiangguang.

With a few "hissing" sounds, the blood light was suppressed and the fireworks disappeared. The auspicious light quickly approached Chang'an.

Chang'an was so scared that he was so scared that he was out of the sky.

In the auspicious light emitted by the donkey, the faint smell of sandalwood fragrance ordinary people smelled, and they only felt calm and every cell in the body was comfortable and peaceful, as if full of energy.

But after Chang'an smelled it, his whole body seemed to be burned by fire from his nose to his abdomen.

Chang'an had an even more illusion that he seemed to have been poured into a bucket of melted golden juice. The hot golden liquid made his internal organs rot, and his soul jumped in pain. He wished he could break through the pool of life, break through the skull and fly out of his body.

It’s just that it’s so painful to smell sandalwood. If the body is wrapped in auspicious light, what’s going on?

Chang'an instantly understood where the shouting Du Xiangguang came from.

Like the bald men in the Six Path Palace.

The Changsheng Sect and the Six Dao Palace were once mortal enemies for many years. Many of the magical and secret techniques of the Changsheng Sect were born to be restrained by the martial arts of the Six Dao Palace. Sometimes, some elders from the Life Pond Realm of the Changsheng Sect will be countered by the masters from the Six Dao Palace’s half-step Life Pond Realm.

Chang'an has extraordinary knowledge and knows that the Six Path Palaces are inherited by the ancient Buddhist tradition.

Buddhism is the natural nemesis of all evil spirits.

The Blood Demon Book of Changes is a hundred times more evil than the martial arts of the Changsheng Sect, and it is even more restrained by Buddhist techniques.

"Damn bald donkey!" Chang'an rushed up with anger in his heart, and cursed at the yelling donkey.

Amid the cursing, Chang'an's clothes burst open, and a bloody flag rolled out, and suddenly unfolded, and a series of sticky blood lights rushed out with the shrill crying sounds all over the sky, quickly meeting the auspicious light emitted by the shouting donkey.

"Yeah, how do you know that I'm nicknamed Bald Donkey?" The yelled donkey smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly said: "Look, I'm a bald man, another donkey. The word "bald Donkey" is amazing!"

The blood-colored flag separated from Chang'an's chest was obviously a treasure. The flags of dozens of feet in radius turned into blood clouds and hung above his head. Blood lights rushed out of the blood clouds, and they were stalemate with the Xiangguang.

The lethality of Xiangguang is still huge, but the blood energy emitted from the blood cloud is endless.

The viscous blood light was constantly destroyed by the Xiangguang, but the blood energy rushed out of the blood cloud was too fierce and vigorous, and the Xiangguang was forced to retreat little by little.

"The Buddhist thief... What can you do to me?" Chang'an looked at the auspicious light emitted by the screaming donkey and was forced to retreat, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He glared at the screaming donkey, and at the same time looked at the round woman.

Zhu Yue, a woman with a smooth scalp and a round body, looked solemn. She held the knife in both hands, steadily and slowly slashed at Chang'an.

Dozens of miles apart.

The speed of swinging the knife is so slow.

Chang'an laughed sarcastically: "This woman is also a woman who doesn't know anything... this knife... is not used like this."

As the leader of the Changsheng Sect, Chang'an thought he had the obligation and qualification to teach the enemy a lesson.

The next moment, Chang'an screamed.

There was no sword light, no sword light, and no sound of breaking through the air. Chang'an's body suddenly broke in the waist. The section of his wound was as smooth as a mirror, without any blood. Instead, a layer of light golden glass light attached to the wound.

The next moment, the golden glass light burst out with a bang, and a large area of ​​golden glass flames attached to Chang'an's wounds burned wildly. The upper and lower amputations of Chang'an were burned more than a foot long in the blink of an eyebrow.

With a "bang", Chang'an's two thighs fell from the stone pillar, bounced on the ground on the left and right twice, and jumped out dozens of meters away. The golden glass fire flashed, and the two thighs turned into blue smoke and drifted away.

Chang'an's upper body was burning violently, and the flames quickly burned to his chest. It was about to burn his heart, and it was about to burn his upper body into blue smoke.

With a scream, Chang'an's hand move, the blood cloud in the air suddenly fell, turning into a blood-colored flag and wrapping his wounds.

The rolling blood light rolled out, and the golden glass fire burned rapidly, refining all the blood lights.

The blood-colored flag squirmed violently, making sharp screams like a living creature. Countless blood lights rolled out, and for a full breath, they completely extinguished the golden glass fire.

"You guys, damn it!" Chang'an raised his head and screamed fiercely.

‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’!

The two front hooves of the donkey were kicked off hard, and Chang'an's head was shaking violently, and his face, which was already invisible, was even more kicked. His whole head looked like a tattered fruit and melon.

The blood-colored flag emitted a blood cloud, blocking the auspicious light emitted from the head of the screaming donkey, and half of the body wrapped around Chang'an turned into a bloody light.

A thousand feet long flashed suddenly, and in an instant, the tens of thousands of young men and women who had almost sucked all their energy into the sky.

"Sad!" Zhu Yue's pupils turned into dark golden color. She raised the ring knife that was almost as tall as hers again, and slashed it down with another knife.

The bloody flag swayed.

Tens of thousands of skinny and bone-filled young men and women exploded, and the last little blood in their bodies flew up and quickly merged into the blood-colored flag.

"Sin, sin!" Zhu Yue and the yelling donkey lamented at the same time.

Chang'an suddenly raised his head, barely opened his thin mouth, and spit out a blood-colored bead the size of a fist from his mouth. The beads with blood rushing light rotated rapidly, and an invisible attack in the void suddenly descended, and the blood light on the surface of the blood-colored bead exploded with a "boom".

With a crisp sound of "ding", the blood-colored bead flew back a long distance as if it was slashed by a heavy knife.

On the ground, the blood and energy flying out of the young men and women penetrated into the bloody flag.

Chang'an showed the happy expression of a drunkard who had been drunk for many years suddenly tasted the peerless wine. He smiled hysterically at the sky, and only a small part of his body began to wriggle violently.

The blood-colored flag dances rapidly.

In just a few breaths, when the yelling donkey and Zhuyue turned into flowing light and flew towards Chang'an, the blood-colored flag suddenly opened, and his body had been reborn. His new skin was white and tender, and countless fine blood-colored patterns were squirming rapidly under the almost translucent skin.

Not only was the burned body repaired, Chang'an's face that was kicked to pieces also healed quickly, and it was still a handsome and evil face.

"Wait, what can you do to me?" Chang'an recalled the blood-colored bead in his hand and held it in his hands, and hedged to Zhu Yue and the yelling donkey and said provocatively: "I am the chosen one of God, and my destiny is with me!"

"The chosen one?" Zhu Yue flashed in front of Chang'an, waved his right hand and slashed it at Chang'an's neck with a knife.

"Haha, you guys who don't know how to live or die, are inexplicable, have been... guilty, sin, sin, and so many years, I have seen it." Zhu Yue spoke very fast, and in the blink of an eyelid, he spewed out a long speech.

But what was faster than her speaking was her speed of swinging the knife.

The previous two swords, she slowly slashed the knife. The extremely slow speed of the sword swing seemed to match her round figure.

But at the moment, Zhu Yue's speed of swinging the knife was like a storm. In the blink of an eye, she swung 180,000 consecutively.

The knife light pulled into wisps of extremely thin light, and wisps of extremely thin light woven into a huge light net. Then the light net was very strange and surrounded Chang'an from all directions.

Chang'an screamed and the blood-colored bead in his hand released a large piece of blood-colored flame, and a huge blood-flamming cover wrapped him tightly.

In an instant, 180,000 swords slashed on the blood flame light shield.

With a muffled sound, the blood flame light shield shattered and exploded into countless blood-colored fireflies floating in all directions.

Chang'an's body also exploded and was cut into extremely fine, extremely fine particles hundreds of times smaller than sesame seeds.

Chang'an screamed: "You destroy my Taoist body!"

A blood light rushed out of Chang'an's shattered body, faint and hazy, looking exactly like Chang'an, and it was clearly the soul he nurtured in the pool of life.

Chang'an didn't have much time to break through the realm of the Life Pool, and his soul was not essentially transformed.

Just because of practicing the "Blood Demon Book", Chang'an's soul also became evil and looked very ferocious and terrifying.

The blood-colored flag rolled up Chang'an, accompanied by shrill screams, and a ball of blood light, blood clouds, and blood fire continued to inject into Chang'an's soul. His shattered body exploded into a large piece of blood mist, and was quickly absorbed by his soul.

"Well? Give up the Taoist body and condense the demon body? What a brilliant magical martial art." Zhu Yue snorted coldly: "However, in the hands of the aunt... I dare to act so boldly?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhuyue's already round body suddenly became like a balloon.

The yelling donkey who had just rushed over opened his mouth and spewed out twelve bright auspicious lights at Chang'an. After breaking the twelve holes the size of a bowl on Chang'an's unformed body, he shouted that the donkey turned around and left.

Chang'an's demon body was broken by the auspicious light, and he screamed in pain.

But the blood-colored flag kept spewing out blood light, blood clouds and blood-colored flames injected into his soul, and the wounds penetrated quickly squirmed and healed. Chang'an smiled proudly: "Forget it, forgot it, just physical body, so what if I don't want it? This leader has been unable to make up his mind whether to cast the supreme demon body, and thank you for helping the leader make a decision."

He sighed heavily, Chang'an was helpless, and at the same time he smiled proudly: "What a pity, before the demon body was perfected, I can no longer enjoy those delicate and watery little girls."

The momentum has been completed every month.

A bright light suddenly appeared behind her, and a flaming lion rushed out in the light, then opened her mouth suddenly.

Zhuyue also opened her mouth wide.

‘Ao~~~~~~~’!

A roar of a lion was shocking.

The void in front of Zhuyue was squirming violently, and it was vaguely visible that the void was shaken by the lion's roar and a slight ripples appeared.

The air was fluctuating violently, and huge white explosions roared and rolled backwards in all directions. The entire cave was shaken violently, and deep cracks were cracked on the ground, and the surrounding rock walls cracked and shaking. Before the stalagmites on the dome fell, they were shattered by the roar.

The disciples of the Changsheng Sect screamed in unison.

Large pieces of blood mist spewed out from their seven orifices. Those disciples of the Chonglou Realm and the Sword of the Sword have already cultivated magic power. The source of the Dharma in their eyebrows shattered, and their entire body cultivation was completely destroyed.

And the more than 10,000 young children seemed to be deaf about Zhuyue's roar.

In other words, Zhuyue's roar did not cause any harm to them.

Not only that, the children who were overly frightened also showed a shallow smile, the shadows in their hearts, the fear, and all negative emotions were gently wiped out by a huge gentle force.

When they loosened their hands, they were forced into their hands and fell to the ground one after another.

He sighed relaxedly, the children's eyelids drooped, and they just softened to the ground, quickly entering the deepest sleep.
To be continued...