The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 341: The enemy is under pressure (1)

"He is the Dapeng Spirit King."

In the sky prison, dozens of imprisoned dragon pillars stood majestically. Taoist Hidden Soul was tied to one of the imprisoned dragon pillars. Several dragon heads were facing his body, and green yin fire as thick as a thumb was sprayed out of his mouth. burning his body.

These yin fires did not harm the Tibetan soul Taoist's body in the slightest, but they could continuously damage his soul, making him feel the most terrible pain of time. Even Taoist Canghun has amazing attainments in the secret art of the soul, but he is still convulsed by the pain directly from the soul, and the cold sweat keeps gushing out.

Even though it hurt to the bone, Taoist Hidden Soul still sneered, looking maliciously at the strand of primordial spirit tied to another prisoner dragon pillar.

The middle-aged man's body was crushed by Yin Xuege's blow, but Yuanshen was captured alive and was also trapped on the Prisoner Dragon Column. Like the Tibetan soul Taoist, the middle-aged man's primordial spirit was burned by the Yin fire, and it can be seen that his primordial spirit kept releasing tiny light spots|excellent|excellent|small|speak|updated|new|fastest|fastest|... |, constantly blending into the air.

These light spots are his soul particles. Every time a light spot flows out, his soul will become weaker. When all the light spots are scattered, his soul will be scattered.

"Ling King Dapeng." Yin Xuege walked up to Taoist Hidden Soul, and said with a sneer, "It is said that he has long since fallen."

Taoist Canghun smiled slightly and shook his head lightly: "I just tell you his identity. As for the others, I won't, can't, and don't want to. Dapeng Lingwang, you have caused a lot of trouble."

'Hehe' laughed a few times, and Taoist Tibetan Soul squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "He is carrying the most precious two instrument beads. After joining the Heavenly Soul Sacred Alliance, many of us have been peeping at this treasure for many years, but we have not seen it." People dare to attack him, do you know why?"

Before Yin Xuege could open his mouth, Taoist Canghun said to himself, "There is a strong backing behind him, and even we are unwilling to mess with it. That existence only wants to get away with it, and doesn't want to get involved It's our business... But this time, you ruined the body of the Dapeng Spirit King, and he will definitely not ignore it."

The primordial spirit of Dapeng Lingwang also regained a little strength. Although he was burned by the Yin fire, he still mustered up a little energy, and roared at Yin Xuege: "Ignorant boy, how dare you..."

The five treasure flags fluttered in unison, enveloping Dapeng Lingwang's primordial spirit, and smashing his soul into pieces with just a light swing. A little bit of true spirit escaped, and Youquan drove the Styx River to envelop this bit of true spirit for a while to wash away all his memories, and then Yin Xuege brought his true spirit into the reincarnation track of the primordial world.

Taoist Canghun stared at Yin Xuege dumbfounded, his tongue was stiff and he couldn't speak.

"I just want to let you all know, what am I not afraid of?" Yin Xuege stared at the pale-faced Tibetan soul Taoist, and said lightly: "The Heavenly Soul Saint Alliance? Is it all right? I'll wait here Looking at you, I really want to see what methods you have and how many messy cards you have."

Thunder light flickered on the Prisoner Dragon Pillar for a while, except for Taoist Canghun, the bodies of the four companions behind him were refined by the thunder light at the same time. Accompanied by horrific cries, the souls of four Taoist priests who had been tortured for decades and were still unwilling to reveal any information were extracted.

The Golden Pagoda of Bubai was slowly rising, and thunderous Sanskrit singing could be heard from all directions. The Buddhist supernatural powers are the most powerful against all kinds of ghosts and souls. The four tyrannical souls that can always maintain their core memory despite being washed by the Styx River were crushed heavily by the Golden Pagoda of Immortality, and they were immediately crushed into pieces.

Before the souls collapsed, the four of them turned all their memories into a ray of fire and burned them clean. Their remnant souls were crushed, but the inside was clean and smooth, without any trace of life left.

The hidden soul Taoist let out a hoarse roar, he struggled forward vigorously, and stretched out his hands to grab Yin Xuege. However, the dozens of thick metal chains on the Prisoner Dragon Pillar contracted for a while, strangling his body tightly to the pillar, until his bones rattled, and he was not allowed to move at all.

"Bastard, executioner! You killed, you killed them?" The Tibetan soul Taoist burst into tears, his body trembling violently.

"Executioner? You supported the rise of the most holy method, how many creatures were killed in the Yuanlu world? You helped the most holy method to open up the void spirit world, and how many innocent lives were buried in the flames of war? You let the heavenly demon palace rise, conquer How many murders have been committed by the hundreds of millions of sects in the Holy Spirit Realm?" Yin Xuege yelled coldly: "You actually have the face to call me an executioner? How many people have I killed?"

The Tibetan soul Taoist was stunned, and then roared sharply: "A mere ant, if you die, you will die. How can you compare with my fellow Taoist?"

Yin Xuege couldn't help laughing loudly after hearing the words of Taoist Hidden Soul: "Mere ants? To me, you are no different from ants!"

A slap fell on Taoist Hidden Soul, and Yin Xuege sternly shouted: "Intensify the punishment, don't be afraid of destroying his soul, just kill him directly, if he doesn't want to confess, let him confess." Let him die."

Taoist Hidden Soul's body trembled slightly, feeling the strong killing intent on Yin Xuege's body, he knew that this time it was for real.

Abandoning Taoist Hidden Soul, Yin Xuege walked to another Prisoner Dragon Pillar. Qingmiao Lingjun, who had just been testified by the yellow scarf warrior, and hundreds of disciples of the Falian Sect who joined the Heavenly Court, were all imprisoned on this huge prisoner dragon pillar.

"Perhaps, you can tell me something of value." Yin Xuege slapped Qingmiao Lingjun's face, and a thunderbolt fell from the prison dragon pillar, and struck heavily on Qingmiao Lingjun's head. At the peak of Jinxian's cultivation, he was battered and howled miserably.

Outside the gate of Tianting Mountain, thousands of carved dragons and painted phoenixes are lined up one after another, forming a solemn Tianmen corridor. Under each heavenly gate, there are dozens of guarding heavenly kings commanding hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers. All the gates of heaven are hundreds of miles wide, surrounded by auspicious clouds and fairy lights.

After the soul of the Dapeng Spirit King was destroyed, and a bit of true spirit was forcibly thrown into reincarnation, within a short time of a cup of tea, a little red light suddenly shot out in the void outside the gate of heaven. Boundless flames surged into the sky, burning a huge portal in midair.

A hazy figure entangled in flames walked out of the gate slowly, and looked at the majestic Tianmen in the sky with cold eyes. The Guardian Heavenly King of the first heavenly gate went up to meet him, clasped his fists and shouted loudly at the figure, "May I ask where senior is here, what advice do you have?"

There is a majestic and majestic atmosphere in the air, and ancient and prehistoric rhythms continue to spread from this figure. This kind of breath is extremely grand, and it has brought great pressure to the many heavenly kings, heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the Tianmen, so the horns sounded again and again.

"Where is Dapeng'er?" The figure said indifferently: "Hand over the Dapeng Lingwang, and the deity turns around and leaves. If there is any accident with him, don't blame me for burning your so-called heaven to ashes! Punishment is simply absurd."

"Bold, how dare you insult my Tianting Tianwei?" The Guardian Heavenly King who came forward roared angrily, raised his spear and stabbed carefully at the figure.

"I don't know the so-called." The figure easily grabbed the long spear pierced by the king of heaven, and the flames flashed. Then there was a 'chi chi' and it turned into a wisp of green smoke that drifted away.

"Punish the Heavenly King, step back!" A roar came from behind, and dozens of warriors wearing heavy armor and scalps, who were obviously born in Buddhism and served in the Heavenly Court, strode out. In the middle of these generals is a Buddha Ming King who is four feet six feet tall, three heads and eight arms, also wearing heavy armor.

"Huh?" The figure looked at the King Ming in surprise. Although the aura of the King Ming was only at the level of a Daoist in the Ten Thousand Laws Habitat, his aura was extremely terrifying, giving people a feeling that could destroy the world at any time. Desperate horror. In particular, his three faces are all blue-faced and fangs, which looks extremely terrifying.

"It's kind of interesting, you are from the Buddhist branch? But it seems a little different from the Buddhist branch I know." The figure sighed in surprise.

"One tree grows one tree, and one tree grows thousands of leaves. The leaves and leaves are different." The Buddhist Ming King who served the heavenly court and was the rotating **** of the heavenly gate roared angrily: "The same Buddhist scriptures, hundreds of millions of monks There are hundreds of millions of explanations in the public, hundreds of millions of understandings in the heart, and the profound and vast Buddhist skills ~IndoMTL.com~ The Buddhism you know, how can you fully grasp the profound meaning of my Buddhism?"

The figure nodded and praised: "It makes sense, I was wrong. But from this point of view, you are not from the Buddhist sect of the Holy Spirit Realm!"

With a loud laugh, five flames behind the figure soared into the sky, turning into a sea of ​​flames of five colors and covering the King Ming's head.

"Evil heretics!" Ming Wang muttered in a low voice, holding the six vajra pestles tightly with his six arms, and blasted towards the sea of ​​flames falling above his head without the slightest fear. The immeasurable light of Buddha was emitted from the top of his head, illuminating the surrounding space for thousands of miles. Wherever the light of Buddha passed, the sea of ​​flames collided with each other. Where the light of Buddha and the light of fire touched, there was a continuous sound of 'chi chi'. Wisps of light of Buddha were melted by the fire and turned into colorful smoke slowly. spread.

Immediately afterwards, the six-handed vajra smashed up, and the sea of ​​fire raised a small hill hundreds of miles high, and the sea of ​​fire was about to be smashed by the vajra.

"It's really a bit powerful." Human Shadow sighed in admiration: "It's a pity that you are still no match for this deity."

With a flick of his figure, the figure suddenly turned into a bowl-thin flame, piercing King Ming's chest instantly at a terrifying speed that all the heavenly soldiers and generals present could not perceive.

A hole the size of a human head was burned through the Taoist armor, and King Ming's Buddhist golden body was also pierced. The flames burned rapidly on the wound, and burned his body clean in the blink of an eye. King Ming roared furiously, the top of his head burst, and eighteen fist-sized red relics flew into the sky.

The sea of ​​fire swept across millions of miles, and hundreds of heavenly gates were completely shrouded in flames. Hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals struggled and roared in the sea of ​​flames. Flee in embarrassment. R1152

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