The eagle wings spread a hundred feet away from the distance covered the sky and the sun, which was shocking. The eagle cries sounded in his ears. Then he saw a bright ray of rays rising from the distance as if sunrise, and it was a rainstorm caused by countless golden feathers.

Golden feathers whistled and pulled out the afterimage in the air. The sky on Wushan Mountain was suddenly covered with thousands of golden afterimages. The golden feathers nimbled around Yun Mo and Wen Zhuyu and rushed straight to the black and white evil spirits.

It is not easy to use the spiritual energy of Jiuzhou for demon cultivating oneself. The two powerful demons in the Void Refining Realm who are "frugal and family-controlled" did not resist the golden feathers poured on their heads with their physical body. The white-robed old man snorted coldly, forcibly retracted the magical powers that had already been accumulated, and raised his palm to set up a formation to block the golden torrent.

The power carried on the golden feathers may be just a drop in the bucket for the Refining Void Realm, but when the golden feathers are enough secrets, even the powerful people in the Refining Void Realm must retreat. Just as the two elders of the Netherworld were about to use some magical powers to break through the torrent, a piece of Zen staff suddenly popped out of the golden feathers in the sky, and the Zen staff gently tapped on the formation pattern supported by the Old Master Ming’s palm, as if knocking on the door.

In the majestic golden Buddha light, the formation patterns quietly extinguished.

Old Ming noticed that the formation was broken, his eyes narrowed slightly, and another palm was poked out from his pale long sleeves. The demonic energy surged in his angrily shouted, and the torrent of golden feathers broke away like a tide, revealing the Queen of Haidongqing who had transformed into a human form and the monk holding a Zen stick behind the torrent.

Two more major cultivators in the God Transformation Realm.

Yun Mo and the Empress of Haidongqing Su You met several times in Qingyun Mountain. Su You’s customs about human weddings were taught by his third senior sister, July at that time. As for who was the young monk holding the Baoguang Zen Staff, Yun Mo knew it very well. With Qingyun Mountain’s ability to collect information, it was not difficult to dig out information about a few people.

"How do you know that the younger brother is trapped in Wushan?"

Yun Mo was still a little confused. He and his fourth junior brother chased each other for three days and three nights. After some consideration, they found out that the younger junior brother was trapped here. Where did they get the information?

Su You, who was anxious in his heart, looked at the two elders of Netherworld, whose eyes were cold, pointed to his plump chest that was about to emerge, and explained: "The semen and blood are induced."

The little monk wearing a fiery red cassock nodded and said, "So are the little monks."

Su You felt aching in his heart. Although her vision was blocked by the formation and could not see clearly the reality, she could clearly feel that the young master was there. She bit her red lips and said, "The demon clan has the means to improve his cultivation in a short time. The young master ignited the dragon clan's essence and blood in his body, and the burning level was extremely thorough. If this continues, the young master will die because of the exhaustion of essence and blood!"

Yun Mo and Wen Zhuyu changed color!

Yun Mo's blood and energy were out of control. The evil aura he had cultivated on the battlefield of Jiayuguan several years ago began to be out of control. The second senior brother, who was surrounded by evil aura patterns, had a tendency to get into a demon. This time, Mr. Ming didn't even see how Yun Mo moved clearly. The demon-drinking sword had already ignored the distance of space and rushed to his face.

"Demon's lackey, hand over my junior brother!"

Although Mr. Ming was unwilling to do so, facts were more than words. At this moment, he had to regard this devil-like sword cultivator as a powerful force of the same level as him. He blocked the Demon-Drinking Sword and said coldly: "That sword cultivator is the prey of His Highness, and he will definitely die. You should not be lucky."

"Go to your mother's bullshit Demon! You will undoubtedly die!"

Wen Zhuyu saw that his senior brother had the rampage when he was in Jiayuguan, so he hurriedly went up to support the flanks. Before leaving, he bowed to Su You and Jueming's little monk: "That old man in black robe is here to ask you. No one of us is familiar with the method of formation. If we don't capture them alive, we will not be able to pry out the way to break the formation from their mouths. I know that neither of them is an ordinary cultivator in the Transformation Realm. For the sake of my junior brother, please give me everything!"

"Please rest assured when you hear the donor, we know what to do."

When the northern trip was looking for opportunities, the little monk who had already entered the realm of transforming the gods folded his hands with one hand and met Old You in the next moment.

I felt that Old You, who was underestimated by the monks of Jiuzhou, was furious. When did the bald donkeys in Buddhism dare to be arrogant in front of him? He summoned out a piece of magical purple thunder, and detonated them all, submerging the little monk with a solemn appearance. A golden statue was erected in the sky, which was vaguely visible from the burning thunder fire, which was vague.

Old You pushed away the golden afterglow in front of him and said in disbelief: "As soon as you become a Buddha? You are just a god-transforming realm. How can you achieve the golden-body Buddha? This is impossible!"

The young monk holding a staff in his hand opened his eyes together with the golden Buddha behind him, and was majestic and majestic. He looked at Old You and growled, and his voice was as powerful as thunder.

After leaving Hongyuan Temple, he saw all the flowers blooming and falling in the world for the master who passed away. After fulfilling his master's long-cherished wish, he made a great wish for Chang Xi. Unconsciously, he became a lucky person who was lucky enough to be infected with the luck of the dragon and phoenix. He was born with wisdom and was down-to-earth step by step, sympathizing with the warmth and warmth of the world, and achieving the Buddha's Dharma appearance that is unparalleled in thousands.

At this moment, Awakening is the true Buddha walking in the world of the human world.

When Buddhist mottos came, Old You was facing a great enemy. His demonic energy condensed into an evil dragon and rushed out. But behind him, thousands of winds rushed straight to his back and forth. Old You, who was attacked from both sides, wanted to get rid of the harp-bodied banshee by virtue of his cultivation advantage, but his idea was too simple. The Queen of Haidongqing, strengthened by the afterglow of Chang Xi's three drops of essence and blood, was the real overlord of the sky. No matter how Old You moved his body, he could never get rid of the eagle shadow.

The old man surnamed You followed His Highness the Sixth Prince and lived in a pampered place for a long time. He had no idea what year or month it was when he was in a life-and-death battle last time. His long life had already worn out his blood. The God of Jiuzhou was also particularly favored, making it impossible for Old You to effectively absorb and refine the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in this land that was completely different from the Demon Realm.

The old man in black shirt knew that his cultivation level in the Void Refining Realm was greatly reduced in Jiuzhou. The ruthless moves of the big opening and closing had the meaning of fighting back and forth. Su You and Jueming exchanged injuries for injuries, especially Su You, attacked completely in a life-threatening manner. The demon birds of the demon clan focused on attacking and under defense, and she handed over defense to the little monk's golden body of Buddha.

Su You could feel the vitality of the young master as vigorous as the scorching sun, but it was rapidly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye. She was frightened and written in her heart directly on her beautiful face. The thousands of demons stranded in the human world have been waiting for such a responsible and strong young master for many years. How could a person like him die here?!

Su You's phoenix eyes were red, and he ignored the scarred wings, and just activated the golden spiritual power to the extreme. The golden feathers comparable to the top spiritual weapons torn apart the sky, bringing out a bunch of sharp and gorgeous lights to collide with the black robe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The continuous sound of impact spread throughout Wushan, and one after another, storm swept across, as if a storm was set off between heaven and earth. The dense forests in Wushan were torn to pieces by the hurricane and threw them into the sky. The golden feathers carrying huge power seemed to hit not the body, but a thick mountain.
Chapter completed!