Zhiguang smiled on his face and placed the relics into the lotus seeds one by one.

"Namo drinks Luo Heng, no Luo Duo!"

The Sanskrit scriptures activate the lotus lantern, and with the pace of the wisdom light, it emits the Buddha's light.

"Old monk, I finally want to use this treasure. Let me see, you can show its power."

The bone demon stared at the lotus lamp greedily. He knew that to kill these people, he had to break the lotus lamp, so he seemed calm and forced several people to a dead end step by step.

The lotus lamp is magical. If the old monk doesn't take it out on his own initiative, it will be difficult to find even if he digs the hearts and lungs of these three monks.

"The old monk has not had much time to go, but he didn't expect that before he died, he could use his body to burn the lamp, subdue demons and save a catastrophe. My Buddha is merciful, good, good!"

Zhiguang's face showed divine light, representing the past, the figure of the ancient Buddha of the ancient lamp rising from the lotus lamp, with a free lotus seal in his hand, and the Buddha's palm facing the bone demon cover.

The bone demon, who had never used real methods, finally showed his ability to hold the box. His skeleton-like body surged with the Buddha's light until it was more than ten meters before being suppressed by the Buddha's palms in the sky.

The White Bone Mask looked at Zhiguang and smiled, and green phosphorus fire appeared all over his body, like a flame demon, quickly consuming the spiritual light of the ancient Buddha of Lan Deng.

"Old monk, your cultivation is so much worse than the bald donkey over there. Even if this leader has been sealed for hundreds of years, you will not be able to surrender. Hand over the treasure lamp obediently, I can still keep your soul reincarnation!"

The bone demon laughed wildly, and while resisting the Buddha's light, the phosphorus fire condensed into a hideous skull and bit towards Zhiguang.

"Vajra's eyes are angrily!"

Zhiqing stared at her eyes and summoned the projection of the guardian Vajra again, blocking Zhiguang's body.

The Phosphorus Fire Skull swallowed it together with the projection of the King Kong. This is how the Bone Demon's unique skill was refined by the White Bone God servant.

The projection of the Vajra quickly melted, and Zhiqing's screams came from the bone fire.

"Mr. Nephew, the rest depends on you!"

Zhiguang saw his junior brother struggling in the phosphorus fire and quickly made a decision.

The whole person started to burn from the soles of his feet, and was thrown into the lotus lantern like a golden fire condensed by Buddha's light.

If it were before that he burned his body and acted as lamp oil with the relics at the lotus seeds, activated 50% of the power of the lotus lamp, then he had burned his soul and turned into a fire. The lamp, lamp oil, and fire together, truly activated the full power of the lotus lamp.

Everything happened in the lightning. Before the bone demon could react, the phosphorus fire in his body was pressed into his body. The bone body, which was more than ten meters high, was quickly compressed to less than half of his normal height.

At this time, the words left by Zhiguang were heard from the lotus lantern, and then there was no more Master Zhiguang in Xiangyun Temple in the world.

He saved countless ghosts throughout his life, and probably never thought that he would not even have the chance to turn his soul around in the end, let alone return to the Pure Land of Lingshan and the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Paradise.

"Om, well, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

A line of blood and tears flowed out of Yuantong's eyes, enduring the sadness in his heart, and formed a large seal of light in his hands. He kicked his feet and rushed into the air, instilling a lotus lantern with Buddha power.

"Old monk, you are ruthless! But do you think you can suppress my leader again in this way? Dreaming!"

The bone demon struggled in the Buddha's light and spoke harsh words.

"Fellow Taoist, please help me!"

The sound of the round-opening voice burst into tears and turned his eyes to Shang Biao who was recovering from meditation.

"good!"

Shang Biao did not hesitate. At this time, his magic power had recovered half with the help of the potion. He could not cast the thunder magic, but he was barely enough to wave the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

Zhong Kui's figure reappeared, and a sword that killed the soul and robbed the soul was swung out, and the soul of the bone demon was pulled out of the sky spirit cover three inches.

The soul left the body, but the bone demon did not lose his mind like Ye Na, but instead issued a resentful curse.

"Young man is looking for death. When this leader escapes from the trap, you will be plucked from your bones and souls!"

This strange method of hurting the soul made a slight fear surge in his heart, and his previous attitude as if he was a game completely disappeared.

This was the feeling that he did not exist when facing the Zhiguang Soul Burning Sacrifice Lantern. He was extremely regretful at this moment why he didn't just put his hands on refining this ugly monster into a bone servant.

But it's not too late now. The white bone mask turned to Shang Biao's position. Two phosphorus fires erupted from the hollow eye sockets and intertwine halfway, turning into a fire snake, spreading its bloody mouth and rushing like Shang Biao.

"I've been on guard against this move for a long time!"

Shang Biao thought, hundreds of ghosts floated out of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, lifting the iceberg transformed by Ji Sanyuan and throwing it at the Fire Snake.

In these few breaths, the bone demon was compressed by the Buddha's light to the size of a toy doll, but his soul had begun to move back.

"Fellow Taoist!"

Yuantong yelled angrily, and saw that the soul of the bone demon was about to break free from the constraints and return to his original body. Everything before was in vain, so he had no choice but to be in a hurry.

In a critical moment, Shang Biao no longer felt sorry for the ghost.

Under the action of the soul-devouring skill of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, he suddenly felt as if he had taken the Ten-Full Big Replenishment Pills, and was full of energy. The consumed mana instantly recovered as before, even better than before.

The magic sword floated up, and a terrifying geek flew over it, stably inserted it between the eyebrows of the white bone mask that could not hide.

The effect of killing ghosts and subduing demons is also effective against bone demons, and it is even more powerful with the lotus lamp Buddha light.

A crack spread from the sword edge, and in the blink of an eye the entire mask spreads, and it quickly extends to the bone demon's body.

"This is impossible, your sword~"

The bone demon looked at Shang Biao in disbelief. As soon as his arm was held onto the magic sword, it turned into a pile of fragments.

He never expected that there would be a variable like Shang Biao.

During the hundreds of years of this seal, he had imagined countless times how to seize the lotus lantern after escaping from the cage and torture the monks who imprisoned him.

But he never calculated that what finally wiped him out was a sword that seemed to be born to restrain him.

Not only him, Shang Biao did not expect that this would be the result. The thunder seal in his hand had just been sacrificed, and before he could cast the spell, the bone demon was split into pieces and turned into broken bones.

The magic sword's previous record was too inferior, which made him completely underestimate the power of this silver-level prop.

There was a precedent in Damara's Divine Dance that he avoided the sword, and he had never thought of using the sword to hurt the bone demon before.

It is precisely because of this that this last sword to determine the universe.

Otherwise, if the Bone Demon is guarded, it is still a matter of whether he can survive until now.

A treasure chest mixed with a few traces of light gold was suspended on the broken bones left by the bone demon. When the treasure chest appeared, Shang Biao's tense nerves relaxed.

As the saying goes, one is happy and the other is sad. After Yuantong fell from the air, he did not care about his injuries all over his body. He used the power of the lotus lamp to cast spells to extinguish the phosphorus fire of the bone demon.

"Uncle Master!"

Kneeling beside Zhiqing, who was like a mummy, Yuantong let out a heart-wrenching cry.
Chapter completed!