The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

In just a moment, Chen Jiuquan straightened his body, straightened up from the ground, his arms muscles swelled up quickly, gathered strength, and a large black and purple evil spirit gushed out from Chen Jiuquan's body, and the thick nylon rope that tied his body was shortened into pieces part.

The hair crown was shattered, and the high hair crown fell apart, and the scattered black hair stood up in clusters due to the evil spirit around him, like slender poisonous snakes protruding and crawling around.The eyes were red and protruding, and the sharp teeth were wide open.

Chen Yaozu realized that something was wrong behind him, and turned his face in a daze. Just as he turned around, he was strangled by a hand with long nails. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed a grown man weighing two hundred catties by the neck and strangled him up.

Chen Yaozu felt chest tightness and constriction, his throat was suffocating, his old face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, and a physical nausea came from his throat, but he was pinched tightly, and when he wanted to cough, it stuck in his mouth, so he had to Crack the hand between the neck with both hands.

That hand was pinched firmly, as hard as a stone, Chen Yaozu's two hands were useless even if they were used together.

"Son... son...cough cough" Chen Yaozu's chest rose and fell gradually, and his legs were not as violent as before. He seemed to feel that he heard the "click" from his neck in imagination. "Sound, that is the sound of bones about to crack, but they still don't give up.

"I, I am you, your father, ah" the voice gradually weakened.

The fight next to them was fierce, and everyone only cared about themselves, so how could they care to go up and see how the two of them were doing.

Su Wangli dodged left and right, but his eyes kept paying close attention to Chen Jiuquan's every move, including Chen Jiuquan standing upright. He saw it, but when he wanted to save someone, he was besieged by the guards.

These guards are also smart, two of them are very skilled, the other one they can't beat, he was thrown out as soon as he got close to him, and the person who stole their young master's favorite clothes dodged every move and never made a move.

The persimmons were soft, and the number of people besieging Su Wangli gradually increased.

Su Wangli couldn't dodge in time, and he had no spare time to take care of Chen Yaozu.

Seeing that this bad old man was about to die at the hands of his youngest son, Su Wangli had no choice but to chant the mantra in his heart, jumped up, flew out of the guards' circle, and rushed straight to Chen Jiuquan.

At the same time, he waved his fingers back and forth, and saw the golden light of the index finger and middle finger flashing towards Chen Yaozu, and the golden light penetrated the hand that was holding Chen Yaozu.

Chen Jiuquan immediately uttered an ethereal and lonely roar, the sound piercing to the ears, the voice was indistinguishable from male to female, he grabbed Chen Yaozu's hand and immediately withdrew it, and Chen Yaozu fell to the ground.

Su Wangli put his hands together and raised his index finger to his mouth, reciting the mantra silently.

In a moment, the golden light mantra wrapped around Su Wangli's body line by line, as if his whole body was covered by a large net of red light.

The pitch-black backyard was instantly illuminated by red light, and everyone frowned and closed their eyes, being overturned to the ground by the powerful spirit formation.

Jing Zhan didn't get any benefit at all, he took a few steps back after being stimulated by the powerful curse net. At this moment, the aura and immortal power were all rampant in his chest cavity, and he was about to hit a hole before he would stop. Jing Zhan took a deep breath, exerted his strength, and resisted The curse net, the navy blue robe flaunts its might.

Golden Buddha Extermination Curse.

Jing Zhan frowned, his slender eyes fixed on Su Wangli, who was fluttering in the auspicious robe and robe in the center of the curse net.This spell is a forbidden law, which is extremely harmful to demons.

The spell is opened, the spell is activated, the bones of the demon are pulled out, the soul is broken, and the demons with a radius of a hundred miles will undoubtedly die.

But this spell is also extremely unfriendly to the caster. If those with low spiritual power insist on driving it or if someone interrupts the spell, they will be backlashed, swallowing their flesh and bones, and dying without a trace.

Jing Zhan had seen such a person before, who overestimated his ability and insisted on casting spells, and ended up with rotten flesh and bones.

But this Golden Buddha Extinguishing Soul Mantra is a forbidden technique, it is difficult to see in the world, and it is even more difficult to learn.

Queqiao Xingdou, Yaohua Xianjun, where did he learn the forbidden technique?

Jing Zhan raised his hand and set up a transparent barrier, covering himself in it. The usual laughing expression on his face completely disappeared, replaced by snow-cold eyes and tight lips.

Su Wangli opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as ice, and he pointed his hands firmly at Chen Jiuquan who was insane, "Use the power of the king to destroy his soul!"

In an instant, the mantra wrapped around Su Wangli like a golden net suddenly turned blood red, like a pair of vicious red demon eyes, attacking Chen Jiuquan, wrapping around him tightly.

"what--"

The terrifying roar resounded throughout the entire Chen Mansion compound, like a soaring vulture, circling the sky above the mansion.

"Son, my...Son..." Chen Yaozu was lying on the ground, touching his thick neck with scars from pinched fingers, his whole face was flushed, and he even raised his head and stretched out his hand to call Chen Jiuquan.

At this moment, Chen Jiuquan was tightly bound by the golden mantra Sanskrit, struggling desperately, grinning loudly, out of breath.Hearing the sound of people wanting to rush towards Chen Yaozu, but the spell was locked, he could only poke his still flexible head forward, twisted his neck into an unbelievable angle, and opened his fangs to bite.

When Chen Yaozu saw this, he still thought about whether he was his son or not. He stood up tremblingly, his hands and feet trembled, his eyes were wide open, he was flustered, his body was swaying with fat, and he crawled up behind Su Wangli with his hands and feet together, grabbing him tremblingly. Su Wangli's fluttering clothes looked like a poor guy who was about to be washed away by the turbulent sea, catching a life-saving straw while he was still alive.

Su Wangli pointed at the crazy Chen Jiuquan with a trembling hand, put his other hand in front of his mouth, and chanted a spell in his mouth, the fiery red robe danced in the wind, like huge waves rolling on the sea, surging and surging.

"break!"

The deep and hoarse voice instantly amplified, and with the lock of the fiery red mantra, Chen Jiuquan screamed wildly, the mantra tightly strangled Chen Jiuquan, making a hideous "hiss—" sound, as if a hot iron pan being burned by hot oil suddenly The invasion of cold water is like slender nails scraping the delicate auricles.

In short, it is disturbing and the hairs stand on end.

The fiery red mantra was like a hot iron that scorched every inch of Chen Jiuquan's clothes to the flesh. Everyone squinted their eyes in the wind and waves, and they all took a breath of cold air, and the air in their noses seemed to have a little The smell of burnt flesh.

"Master! Master! Be merciful!" Chen Yaozu gasped, seeing that the scorched Sanskrit script was about to burn his youngest son's delicate body.

The Chen family had already lost two sons, and there were only two sons left. The youngest son was the darling of the Chen family, and he could not be beaten or scolded.

Su Wangli was chanting French, and this is the most critical moment for the Exterminating Soul Curse. If there is any distraction, he will be swallowed by the spell, and all the texts that entangle Chen Jiuquan will also entangle Su Wangli, making him Do not apply force.

Apparently, the old man didn't understand at all. Seeing that the Taoist priest was about to burn his son to death, he knelt up and tried his best to pull Su to forget his wide sleeves, and shouted, "You goddamn stick! If you dare to take my son's life! ! I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you!"

Seeing that Su Wangli was about to be distracted, his brows were frowned with heroic spirit, and the face as bright as jade could not see the slightest trace of blood at this moment, his starry eyes were raised, and he was still spitting out spells.

Why is the Golden Buddha Extinguishing Curse a forbidden curse?

Not only because of its powerful power, no matter how good or bad it is within a hundred miles, it is an unwarranted provocation to the ghost world. Now the three worlds of morality, gods, ghosts, and humans stand together. Many years ago, the ghost world entered the world and slaughtered human beings wantonly. At that time, the ghost master of the demon world did his best to resist the emperor Fuxi at that time, turning into a hundred ghosts.

The two worlds of immortals and demons fought for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and the common people in the human world were in dire straits, in a sea of ​​swords and flames, just like a purgatory on earth.

In the end, the ghost gods in the demon world were thrown into the 33rd Shura Hell by the Emperor Fuxi with the Golden Buddha Extinguishing Curse, and they were sealed so that they could not return to the human world forever. He chased him to death, so he made a treaty with the ghost world, and he would not be allowed to step into the human world for eternity. In order to convince all the ghosts, he set the golden Buddha's soul-killing curse, "extreme puppetry", and "casting soul and changing bones" into three. Great Forbidden Technique.

Those who cultivate immortals cannot know, and those who have attained the Tao cannot learn.

"Did you hear that!" A roar pulled Jing Zhan back from his thoughts.

I saw that Chen Yaozu had fully recovered his energy and blood, struggling to stand up, and he didn't look so timid just now, if he removed the dark red five finger prints on his neck, it would be as if nothing happened just now.

Beads of sweat slid down Su Wangli's pale cheeks, slid over his slender neck, and fell into the fiery red collar.

Obviously, he couldn't hold it anymore, this old man had no shame in grabbing Su Wangli's high ponytail!

Shameless must have a bottom line!Did this damn old man forget who saved him just now!Gratitude will be revenged!Scarier than evil spirits!

"You fucking don't touch him!" Jing Zhan resisted the powerful immortal flow and wanted to move to Chen Yaozu's side, dragging him away, how could his fat hands touch his master!How can you defile that holy master!

Jing Zhan originally thought that the old man would disrupt his master's spellcasting, which would most likely push his master into the boundless abyss.

However, when he was going upstream, what he thought in his heart was completely different!

All he could see were those fat hands, which were pulling his master's sleeves!Pull his master's collar!Touch his master's hair!

Unbearable!

He wished he could rush over immediately, rush to his master, separate the greasy old man from his master, and chop those old hands into a pulp!

The ruthless haze skipped those dark eyes, and the glazed color instantly turned scarlet.

He was gradually losing control, becoming numb, and even wanted to tear open his stomach and take out the old man's heart and intestines, and the bloodthirsty pleasure gradually surged in his heart.

"Jing Zhan! Go back and stay!"

A familiar and deep voice rang in his ears, pulling Jing Zhan back to Qingming.

Su Wangli kept his eyes on Chen Jiuquan, but shouted at Jing Zhan sharply, "Go back!"

"But Master..." Jing Zhan panted heavily, the powerful fairy flow of the magic circle rushed towards him like a scalding heat wave, and wrapped him tightly like volcanic magma, boiled him and melted him with gurgling hot oil.

He clearly knew that this spell was against him.

If you go forward, it will be a dead end.

But his master, who was in the midst of the scorching heat, had a pale face, thin lips slightly pursed, starry eyes slightly hanging, and sword eyebrows tightly frowned.

"Go back! Don't let me be distracted!" Su Wangli was probably really anxious, and he didn't even need to be "teacher".

He knows that this spell has a powerful devouring attack power for mortals. Although Jing Zhan has cultivated for a year, but his spiritual power is weak, he must not be able to withstand this spell.

"Master..." Jing Zhan didn't hear the difference. The master's cold and reprimanded tone only made him feel chills. His high-ranking, cold and arrogant master, Queqiao Xingdou, Yaohua Xianjun, thought his disciple was troublesome.

He originally wanted to help the master, but the master didn't seem to care about his meager strength. He yelled at him to let him go, thinking that he was disturbing his mind.

Desolate and lonely, like a bloody mouth rising from the ground, it came straight to him, and the bloody fangs went straight to his chest, digging out his heart, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He silently returned to the original place, distracted, and looked at the guards of the Chen family who were overturned everywhere by the torrent of heat. Rolled up to the sky, struggled with hands and feet, screamed again and again, like a plaything, was thrown high, then fell straight down, hit the tile eaves and rockery with no cover on the back, front and abdomen, vomited a pool of blood, tight Then it was surged by another huge wave, again and again.

The old man of the Chen family was still ignorantly tugging at Su Wangli, his fine lines and drooping eyes were filled with bloody red golden light, he couldn't tell whether it was the reflection of Su Wangli's red wedding dress or the golden red magic spell, it was so hideous and terrifying .

I don't know how long it took, the evil black energy finally drilled out from Chen Jiuquan's forehead, and the red light mantra tightly wrapped around Chen Jiuquan suddenly darkened, slowly changing from red to pure gold, and then turned into a little bit of starlight, which melted into the sky with the wind. In the dark.

"You ugly Taoist priest, you really want to fight against me! Next time! I will definitely eat you raw! Ahahaha——" The miserable female voice resounded through the courtyard of the Chen Mansion, and the black air suddenly flew upwards. Into the night, disappeared without a trace.

Su Wangli stood still, and his clothes were messed up by Chen Yaozu, so he stretched out his hands to tidy him up. Seeing that Chen Jiuquan had recovered and fell asleep on the ground, Chen Yaozu rushed towards Chen Jiuquan to hug him.

"Master—" "Son——"

The eldest lady, the second lady, and her personal servant girl, who had heard the sound long ago, hid behind the stone wall. Seeing that she was safe, they rushed out to surround Chen Jiuquan and wept for mourning. I don't know if they were really worried about Chen Jiuquan, or whether they were crying for Chen Yaozu to see. , anyway, pear blossoms bring rain, I feel pity.

Chen Jiuquan had no external injuries except that his breath was weak and he fell asleep. Except for the burnt and ragged clothes, his skin and flesh were still intact, not as scary as before.

This Golden Buddha Extinguishing Soul Curse is only extremely harmful to ghosts and evil spirits. As long as mortals don't get close, it won't cause much harm.

Su Wangli hid his trembling hands in his wide sleeves, his heart was beating extremely fast and his pulse was very unstable, but he looked calm and calm.

Only he himself knows that the magic spell just used has exhausted his immortal power, and Chen Yaozu's obstruction just now distracted him. Fortunately, he managed to stabilize his mind in time, but he was still partly eaten back by the spell.

Su Wangli suddenly thought of something, and immediately waved his sleeves into the room, and saw Yue Xiangrong who was still lying straight on the big red bed, covered with a red handkerchief.

He took a deep breath, stomped forward, and Bai Yu's fingers suddenly lifted the hipa.

His starry eyes widened, but he calmed down immediately, returning to his bright and mean look.

Jing Zhan followed closely behind, and couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene, he took two steps back to stabilize his figure, in disbelief, closed his eyes, then opened them again to look at Yue Xiangrong.

The body is still graceful, soft and fragrant like jade, but on the white and delicate half neck, there is a white hydrangea the size of the head, covered with red characters, dripping down like fresh blood.