The golden light and blue light collided together, making a loud bang, and the impact of the two produced a huge ball of light. The soul power and golden light instantly ignited, and the two of them were pushed away from behind by this powerful shock wave at the same time.

Qin Lang's chest was also hit by an invisible shock wave, and he felt the bones in his chest suddenly contracting into his body, and the air in both lungs was squeezed out, and the chest felt a sharp pain like a needle-punched one. Qin Lang took two steps back and inserted his right knife into the ground to help stop the retreating momentum. The blade opened a four-foot incision on the ground due to inertia.

Kong Hai was also pushed away by invisible force, and his feet slid backwards nearly two meters away. He just took off Qin Lang's soul attack. The pain of the bones pressing all over his body showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Soul cultivator!" In the eyes of Buddhist disciples, soul cultivator is actually an evil heretic. In the competition just now, the two of them were half a pound.

Qin Lang slowly stood up and quietly adjusted his breathing. The monk was much stronger than he expected. He had to use Lu Xingqiao to open the seal and pass the power, and his cultivation level had improved significantly. His head-on strength had a slight advantage. Without this opportunity, he would not have been an opponent of Kōhai.

The golden bowl flying in the air hit the tree trunk at this time, making a muffled sound, and Yan Ruyu, who was hiding in the tree hole, let out a painful scream.

The rosary in Kōkai's right hand flashed with golden characters, and his handsome face became more and more determined.

At this time, Qin Lang no longer considered hiding his own strength. He slammed the ground with his left hand. In the flash of blue light, two battle spirits appeared. Qin Lang ordered the two battle spirits to protect the tree hole. He held the Yanfeng Sword in both hands, and his soul power was poured into the blade. The Yanfeng Sword burned! The blue soul flame was burning.

Kong Hai closed his left hand in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and the rosary with his right hand rotated rapidly, and the rosary flew towards Qin Lang in the rotation.

Qin Lang roared angrily, and a blue soul blade rushed straight to the rosary.

Blue and golden light intertwined.

Kōkai opened his eyes, two golden lights flashed, and he shouted loudly: "Open!"

The rosary disintegrates and separates, and one hundred and eight rosary beads are shot from different directions to different targets.

The two war spirits waved their soul blades to protect the cypress trees. The rosary carried the ubiquitous scattering of golden light everywhere in the sky. The soul blade blocked the rosary and made a sound like a big bead falling from a jade plate.

The golden bowl in the air had flew over the canopy, and the golden light like a searchlight enveloped the entire cypress tree.

Qin Lang was like a tiger coming out of the gate, pounced on Konghai, and the goose feathered sword slashed at Konghai. Konghai put his hands together and withdrew Qin Lang's sword again with his body.

The Yanling Knife slashed the body of Konghai Golden Light's body, only causing a golden light, but still could not hurt his body.

The two battle spirits were already in a hurry under the attack of the rosary. Kong Hai's body slowly rose up, and the whole body was covered with golden light, like an Arhat coming to the world.

Qin Lang was thinking about how to deal with it. When he was dealing with Liu Xixi, he used the paintings to protect Chen Weiyu. If he had no worries, he could let go and fight the monk to death.

The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and drawing a prison is not enough to deal with the situation in front of you. Qin Lang waved his right knife to block the rosary that kept shooting, and his left hand began to quickly draw in the void, using his soul power to draw a green lotus with faint light in the air.

Deep and Nether have seven attacks and five defenses, and the wonderful brush and flower are one of the five defenses. It is more difficult to use it in a prison than painting the ground and consume more soul power. However, it should be more effective when facing attacks flying everywhere.

Qin Lang drew lotus flowers with white bone strokes, and green lotus appeared in the air and rose slowly in the night sky. The green lotus blocked the ubiquitous rosary. In the dark night, there were many palms flashing with green light. The palms floating in the air accurately grabbed the golden rosary. The green lotus closed and crushed the rosary into golden powder.

The golden light around Kōhai became more and more powerful, illuminating the dark woods. He recalled the golden bowl, held the golden bowl with both hands, aimed the mouth of the bowl at the trunk, and condensed the golden light in his body and shot towards the trunk.

Green lotus flew towards the beam of light, blocking layer by layer in front of the golden beam of light. The golden light burned the green lotus, but more green lotus immediately piled up, covering the golden light so that it was airtight.

Layers of green lotus also gathered on the trunk of cypress trees. Qin Lang had drawn nearly a hundred green lotus in a short time, using the green lotus to protect the jade-like soul body inside the trunk. Although this was the first time he used a wonderful brush to blossom, he exerted his soul power to the extreme.

Kong Hai said loudly: "The great power of the dragon, the Buddha of the World, Ksitigarbha, the Vajra Buddhas, the gods and protectors, kill!"

The condensed golden light was ready to be projected through the golden bowl. He wanted to use the golden light to shatter the green lotus formed purely with soul power, pierce through the tree trunk, and incinerate the soul body in the tree hole.

Qin Lang held the knife in both hands and condensed his soul power. An unprecedented soul blade was formed on the blade. He wanted to kill it with one knife before Kōhai emitted golden light. Kōhai had completely aroused the monstrous murderous thoughts in his heart!

When you meet a god, kill a god, when you meet a Buddha, kill a Buddha!

"A green lotus in front of the Buddha, who traveled around the world to seek experience, but was it because of killing or saving people?"

He only heard the sound but could not see the person, but Qin Lang knew that the sound was from the Master Yichan. He secretly called it in his heart that a monk Konghai was so difficult to deal with, let alone add another Master Yichan. If the master and disciple teamed up to deal with him, today's battle would definitely be defeated.

It doesn't matter if you lose yourself, but Yan Ruyu may encounter a scattered ending.

Kong Hai opened his eyes, and the golden light around him weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Lang said: "Not every green lotus can become a Buddha that saves all living beings. I don't want to kill, but the Buddha forces me to kill!" The murderous thought in my heart not only did not weaken, but became unprecedentedly strong. If Yan Ruyu died because of Konghai today, he would definitely kill Konghai, and even the bloody temple was all hesitant to wash away the Great Baoen Temple. I am not Qinglian, I am the Blood Lotus, and I am the blood-lushed person by nature!

"A knife can kill people or save people. Are you raising the butcher's knife to save people or kill people?"

"She is not a human or a ghost!" Kooka's face was still filled with anger, and anger was a taboo in Buddhism.

"What is the purpose of saving all living beings? Are you trying to save her or to satisfy the murderous thoughts in your heart?"

Kong Hai's eyes dimmed, the golden light disappeared, the monk's robe was like snow, and he suddenly threw himself into the direction of the temple against Ye Feng, and never looked at Qin Lang again. Master Yichan made Kong Hai understand a truth, and he helped lift the knife in Qin Lang's hand.

But Qin Lang did not want to save people, but to save ghosts. Why did Master let go of the demons and monsters that harm sentient beings? Since he wanted to let them go today, why did he teach himself the ability to subdue demons?

There was no more noise in the woods, and Master Yichan also quietly left.

Qin Lang retracted his soul power, drilled into the tree hole and hugged Yan Ruyu's weak soul body. Yan Ruyu's soul body was like a piece of ice, although it was light but cold.

Qin Lang summoned Heifeng and quickly returned to his residence with Yan Ruyu.

There is not much time left for them.

Gu Xie didn't stay in Zhiyun Pavilion tonight, and Wang Houting stayed at his old friend Zhao Xuecai's house to help with the funeral, so there was no one tonight.

Qin Lang took Yan Ruyu back to his room and unfolded her portrait again. The portrait was still blank. He remembered that Yan Ruyu had entered the "Spring and Autumn Wuji Picture" before to practice, so he took out the "Spring and Autumn Wuji Picture" from the gourd.

Unfolded the scroll and placed it next to Yan Ruyu. In the past, Yan Ruyu entered the scroll by himself. But after waiting for a while, he saw that Yan Ruyu had no reaction, but just shrank on the bed and shivered. Qin Lang could not force her into it. Besides, even if he did this, this thin piece of paper could not fit Yan Ruyu's weak body.

"Cold...I... so cold..."

Hearing Yan Ruyu's weak voice, Qin Lang's heart finally calmed down a little. He found two quilts to cover Yan Ruyu's body and raised a brazier indoors, but it still did not have any effect. The way of warming ghosts and people is different. Qin Lang's method is suitable for people, but ghosts need yang energy. At present, the only one who has yang energy is himself.

Qin Lang made up his mind and simply took off his clothes and went to bed, spread his arms and hugged Yan Ruyu in his arms.

This is not the first time she has been sleeping with Yan Ruyu. To be honest, it doesn’t feel good. It’s like holding a big ice lump. Since she feels cold, she can only use her own body temperature to help her warm up. Holding such a beautiful female ghost without any evil thoughts, Qin Lang feels that she is becoming more and more noble.

Yan Ruyu said in a trembling voice: "You...you stay away from me...or...or...it will consume yang energy..."

Qin Lang said: "It's okay, I won't die if I lose some yang energy. Anyway, I'm full of masculinity."

Yan Ruyu stopped talking, and it was indeed very comfortable to lie in Qin Lang's arms. The originally turbulent soul body settled again. She didn't want to talk. She felt that Qin Lang was close from behind, and the two of them were now ambiguous.

Qin Lang moved his butt back. Although Yan Ruyu was very good, his body was too cold and made him freeze. Other places were OK, but here was a little unresisting. But Yan Ruyu actually put it on his butt and gently pressed it on, which was elastic and textured, but it was too cold.

Of course, Qin Lang knew that she was not asking for pleasure, but she was asking for warmth, but she was so cold that she felt a little numb in the local area. Qin Lang suddenly thought of a very important question: If she freezes at low temperature for a long time, will her ability in some aspects be lost? She was a little worried, so she quietly stretched out her right hand, mainly to use her palm to protect her. Although she could not give birth, she was still useful after all.

Yan Ruyu felt something strange and reached out to grab Qin Lang's wrist. At this moment, he should have absorbed a lot of yang energy from Qin Lang's body and had the strength to speak: "You shameless guy, actually touched me..."

Qin Lang was so cold that he had a big feast: "Touch the fart..." I wanted to say "Touch the fart!"
Chapter completed!