Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 317

"Bastard!"

The Qisha Patriarch's way of cultivation was inherently unstable, and it was even more dilapidated after Mrs. Hu took part of it. In addition, he was trapped under the influence of [Earth Demon Test], and he himself was affected by [Human Demon Test] .

As the only [Human Demon Test] that would not conflict with other Demon Tests, the first test on the ancestor of Qisha told Mi Luo that the ability of [Human Demon Test] would also amplify the influence of [Earth Demon Test] .

Under the influence of [Human Demon Test]'s ability [Physical and Physical Uneasiness], the effects of [Earth Demon Test]'s abilities [Insufficient Practice], [Enemy Law Destroys the Truth], [Mind Yuan Chaos] and [Unidentified Real Name] changed. bigger.

The ancestors of Qisha were magnified by their unbalanced emotions, and their mistakes and omissions in practice were magnified, and finally they were completely misled in their cognition.

There are problems with personal cognition, and the already unstable magic of the Seven Fiends naturally fell into an unbalanced state.

The colorful rotten mud gushed out from the human skin, turning into patches of thick and terrifying dark dirt, and the many tentacles dancing on it were also difficult to move, leaving only one eye, looking at Mi Luo. and others.

Those eyes are all kinds of strange things. Some normal ones can be seen as bull's eyes, fish eyes, cat pupils, snake pupils, insect compound eyes, etc. Some abnormal ones are completely incomprehensible.

Among the eye sockets, a hand is stretched out from the inner part of the white of the eye, and the tip of the six fingers is the pupil.

There are square pupils and densely packed pupils, which sound like the compound eyes of insects, but those pupils are constantly moving and changing colors from time to time, making the small squares look like neon lights.

And Mi Luo, who was watched by many eyes, also felt that the ban began to collapse, and the robes of many [Bhikkhus], [Bhikkhuni], [Wandering Monk], and [Sami] standing on the phantom of the mountain also appeared. There are patterns similar to eyes, and the lotus seeds in the golden lotus pods blooming around seem to have signs of turning into eyeballs.

The complexion of [Shansheng Boy] riding on the [White Bull] changed slightly, he put his hands together, and shouted the Buddha's name, and then [Nazha Kuvalo] hung down the phantom of the pagoda, and all the [Bhikshu] and [Bhikkhuni] around They all turned into Buddha's light and surged up, blending into the phantom of the pagoda, making them solidify a little.

Although this move reduced the power of the pagoda, it also got rid of the supporting relationship between the pagoda and [Nazha Kuvalo], and there was no need to suppress [Nazha Kuvalo] in it.

The mouth of the pagoda shone with light, and at the moment when black mist that was as thick as solidified overflowed from the gap in the lotus, it was collected into the pagoda, and then slowly pressed down, shaking the phantom of the mountain.

Then, [Mountain God], [Forest Lord], [River God], [Well God], [Earth God], etc. started to sort out the land veins in turn.

However, Mi Luo did not send it into the Hanxia Land Vein, but took out one of his paintings, threw it out, and evolved a spiritual realm as a carrier.

In the spiritual realm, it is based on the painted mountains and rivers, and deduces a magnificent view of the mountains and forests. When the black air combed by the phantoms of the gods is injected into it, wherever it goes, the vegetation instantly zeros out, and the vitality and inspiration in the spiritual realm can also be seen. Withered and decayed at a rapid speed, the edges of the painting gradually turned white and yellow, and cracks appeared little by little. Black mist overflowed from the cracks, emitting an unpleasant and pungent smell.

Seeing this, Mi Luo threw out a few more paintings to continuously divert the power in the paintings.

The power that has been sorted out many times falls into the new painting, it is no longer a pure black mist, but gradually has a little shape.

Most of these grotesquely dressed things couldn't see their original appearance. Mi Luo said to Mrs. Hu: "Senior, please do it, help stabilize the shape of these black qi, and turn them into ghosts."

As he said that, Mi Luo handed over several paintings to Mrs. Hu, and also handed over part of the control over the spiritual realm.

When Madam Hu saw this, the dharma manifested, and butterflies flew into it to sort out the dharma principles of the body in the black air.

Hongyu picked up the magic weapon again and was careful. He looked at the Qisha Patriarch under the phantom of the mountain. At this time, he seemed to be in the Hanxia Land Vein, which had accumulated countless years of resentment, evil spirit, and filthy energy. Disgusting and scary.

Under the leadership of [Na Zha Ju Fa Luo], the guardian soldiers around them lowered their divine lights, cut them vertically and horizontally, and wrung out some filth from the black mud, and saw those filthy things scattered into a black mass in mid-air. Fog, back to the main body.

At this time, a spiritual light flew out of Yunhua Forest and landed on Hongyu. After carefully sensing it, she hurriedly said to Mi Luo: "Mi Luo, Patriarch Qisha wants to follow the connection of the filthy air and enter the lower part of Yunhua Forest. In the too illusory realm."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Hu, who was sorting out the dark energy, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "As expected of the Patriarch of the Qisha, we can still find a loophole in this situation. It's just that after this move, his foundation has been completely distorted."

"Being distorted is better than dying, but I'm not ready to let him go."

As Mi Luo said, a bit of the emperor's power emerged from his fingertips again. This time, he did not choose to bless it on the phantom of a certain god, but used it to activate his companion treasure.

The phantom of the precious mirror stands in the void, and under the urging of the emperor's power, it hangs down streams of clear light.

The clear light has no quality and no substance, but it is like an invisible magnifying glass. Wherever it goes, various structures in the Dharma of the ancestor of the seven evil spirits emerge one after another, exposing its fundamental core.

Then [Na Zha Ju Fa Luo] manifested the appearance of the three-faced and eight-armed ghost king. With the blessing of many Dharma Guardians, he rushed into it, cut the distorted magic of the seven evil gods, and part of them were suppressed in the phantom of the pagoda , part of which still remains under the phantom of the mountain.

And the most core part of it, after being cut out by [Na Zha, the Great Ghost King], was purified by the power of [December Immortal].

Layers of moonlight fell, and a large number of gray and white residues like paper dust were scattered on the pitch-black dirty soil, one after another, with an inexplicable burnt smell.

And the origin of the loss of layers of shells also reveals the body of the Yang God of the Patriarch Qisha. He looked at Mi Luo's mirror and swung the accompanying treasure of the Shashen Banner violently, shaking the banner and turning it into a sky full of fine gray At the moment when the mirror was hidden, the slightly illusory Yang God pounced forward, trying to snatch Shemira.

"Fellow Daoist!" Madam Hu and Hongyu turned pale with shock, but they saw that Mi Luo unhurriedly summoned the treasure scroll hanging in front of him, and strands of the emperor's divine power rolled on it, directly swallowing the old ancestor of the Seven Fiends who wanted to escape. Down.

And Hongyu, who wanted to rescue from the rear, stared blankly at the faint mist rolling around Baojuan, and murmured in a low voice: "These are the divine powers of the emperor?"

Mi Luo summoned back the treasure mirror, hung it on the treasure scroll, and assisted in analyzing the remaining power of the ancestor of Qisha, digesting its source, while explaining: "The emperor's gift, it is impossible to dig out and search for only a little bit. .”

　Four hundred monthly tickets plus changes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)