The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

"Brother!"

The moment the golden mask shattered, the blood spirit patriarch hurriedly flew forward and caught Juefa before he fell to the ground.

Feeling that the face of the law is like gold paper, the breathing is faint and faint, if it is not for the advanced level of cultivation, I am afraid that this last breath will not be able to hold it.

The blood spirit patriarch took out the elixir from the space with trembling hands, and stuffed it into Juefa's mouth in a hurry without looking carefully.

Juefa's face flushed abnormally. Fortunately, although these pills were powerful, they could save his life for the time being.

The blood spirit patriarch picked up the awareness method, and the blood spirit energy was fully activated, and the demons around him exploded into blood flowers.

His long black hair fluttered in the blood, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes. The black robe danced wildly like a demon.

"Brother, it's okay, I'll take you to the Changchun Gate. Changchunzi owed me a huge favor in the early years, and he will definitely cure you... Hold on..."

The blood spirit patriarch's eyes were red, revealing a rare fragility, regardless of whether Juefa could hear it or not, he said in a low voice: "As long as you are alive, I will listen to you...even if, even if you let me return to Buddhism , I... I will go back too.

But if you dare to die, I will return to Lingguang Temple and kill all those bald donkeys. I will do what I say, do you hear me! "

Bai Wufeng fell not far behind the two, listening to the ancestor of the blood spirit talking to Juefa, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, silently used the flying sword to clean up the demons behind him, and helped them protect the law.

At the same time, from the west, a sword light whizzed towards the sky, so fast that only a five-color rainbow shadow was left in the air before it could dissipate.

An extremely powerful aura approached the magic tide with the sword light.

Whether it was a monk or a monster present, they couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Is the visitor an enemy or a friend?

Hong Ying stopped suddenly in the air, and only then did everyone see the face of the person who came. He was dressed in white, his appearance was extremely handsome but his expression was cold, a blue flying sword was under his feet, and a golden branch and jade leaf was twirling in front of him. The five-color small tree, Yingying Baoguang, makes people know that this thing is extraordinary at a glance.

Su Yun, who had just left the customs, noticed the blood spirit patriarch and the dying Juefa on his back at a glance. He squinted his eyes and felt the breath of a sneaky figure mixed in the group of monsters.

In the end, he decided that saving people was the most important thing, so he flew to the blood spirit patriarch.

"Yun'er..." The blood spirit patriarch stared blankly at his son, whose temperament had changed drastically and became extremely strange.

"Daddy, don't worry, I can save Master."

Su Yun didn't have time to explain. Facing the weak breathing on the back of the blood spirit ancestor, he pinched a formula with one hand. The wonderful tree of seven treasures in front of him floated up, the jade leaves swayed lightly, and the five-color jade stones hit each other, like the magic of fairy music. The Sanskrit sound sounded, and a beam of Buddha's light penetrated into Juefa's body.

The divine tool with the same source of power healed, and Juefa's breathing stabilized in less than a moment.

Su Yun withdrew the formula, and said to the blood spirit patriarch who was worried and looked at the method: "Master is not in danger of his life for the time being, Dad, take good care of him."

He flew up, his voice suddenly became icy cold, and he said bitterly: "I'll go to that despicable guy who hides his head and shows his tail to settle the score!"

With a turn of the sword at Su Yun's feet, it flew over the heads of the monks and monsters fighting in the melee. Wherever it went, the magic weapons of the monsters fell to the ground one after another, no matter how much the master urged them, they would not move again.

Many monsters were injured by the monks in this way, and for a while, the righteous monks gained the upper hand.

Chi Xiaozi seemed to know that Su Yun was looking for him, hiding among the demons and monks, his breath was erratic.

Sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, wherever he went, no matter whether it was a demon or a monk, they all turned into dense bones, which became the food for the growth of his magic skills.

He is like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, hiding his breath, and carefully hunting his prey with his fangs.

After a while, Su Yun felt that his aura was much stronger.

No matter how fast he was, he was somewhat powerless against such a careful and cunning enemy.

Su Yun snorted coldly, raised his hand, and the wonderful tree of seven treasures flew high into the sky. The tree body, which was originally the size of a magic weapon, grew taller and bigger, and soon became so big that it almost covered the sky and the sun, and the five-color divine light illuminated the whole world. Battlefield of melee.

Ding ding dong, no matter monks or demons, everyone's magical weapons are under the divine power of the "seven treasure tree" that "everything is brushed", they are captured in the five-color divine light, and float in the air.

It's now!

The sword light flashed under Su Yun's feet, taking advantage of Chi Xiaozi's fairy artifact losing control and losing his mind, he slashed at Chi Xiaozi with his sword!

The oracle sword seemed to be surrounded by wind and thunder, and the blood energy, Buddha light, and dao energy on the blue sword gathered into a very terrifying force.

Between square inches, the situation is thunderous!

Chi Xiaozi turned pale with shock, but no matter how he pushed, the glare mirror remained silent.

Facing such a terrifying sword light, he had no choice but to mobilize the blood in his body with all his strength, forming a hideous red demon god to stand in front of him, and he turned around and fled.

The oracle sword pierced through the demon god, the blade was slightly stagnant, and then quickly and unhindered, it was nailed to Chi Xiaozi's body.

Chi Xiaozi was shot by the sword light, turned into a blood mist, and passed through the surrounding monks and demons. The pierced monks and demons turned into bones and fell to the ground. Slightly pale.

Su Yun looked at the corpse that had turned into bones, his face sank like water, and his murderous intent became even more intense. Immediately, the oracle sword moved three points faster, chasing Chi Xiaozi like a gangrene attached to the bone.

The sword body was full of blood, and fine red blood streaks appeared on the blade. Whenever Chi Xiaozi's speed slowed down slightly after absorbing the blood from monks and demons, he would slash in the air.

Every time it passes through Chi Xiaozi's body, the blood mist that Chi Xiaozi turns into shrinks a little bit.

In the end, it even forced Chi Xiaozi to flee with all his strength, not daring to draw any more blood from the monk's body.

Chi Xiaozi felt that his speed was getting slower and slower. If this continued, even if he had the immortal blood god body, he would gradually weaken under the wear of the sword light.

If he was caught by an orthodox monk because of this, he was sure that what awaited him would be a fate worse than death.

Chi Xiaozi's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head, turned into blood mist, and rushed towards Su Yun's position.

He is very confident in his magic skills. On the third level of the "Blood God Demon Sutra", the light of blood can obscure all magic weapons, and can capture the blood essence of all living beings!

Su Yun didn't dodge or dodge, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, he watched the blood mist pounce on him.

Chi Xiaozi was ecstatic in his heart, he could already imagine Su Yuntuo being sucked dry of blood all over his body when he grew up.

Unexpectedly, the imagined scene of Su Yun turning into pus and blood did not appear. Chi Xiaozi felt as if he had jumped on a piece of red-hot iron, and the blood mist quickly melted away. There was a chirping sound, and he couldn't help howling in pain.

He wanted to retreat in horror, but found that he couldn't move no matter what, surrounded by golden Buddha light, and was firmly trapped in place.

There was no sadness or joy in Su Yun's eyes, his pupils turned into gold, and the golden Buddha light radiated from his whole body, as if he had transformed into a statue of a god and Buddha without blood or tears.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Chi Xiaozi immediately changed into his original form, knelt in front of Su Yun, and cried out in pain: "Immortal Elder, spare me! Immortal Elder, spare me!"

Unmoved by his begging for mercy, Su Yun stretched out his left hand upwards, and the wonderful tree of seven treasures, which covered the sky and covered the sun, began to shrink slowly, reverting to the size of the magic weapon before, and returned to Su Yun's hand.

Holding the treasure tree in his hand, Su Yun threw a hood over Chi Xiaozi's head!

Chi Xiaozi, who was imprisoned in the Buddha's light, looked desperately at this crystal clear treasure tree getting closer and closer to him.

No, I have yet to succeed in my career!My miraculous skills have not yet shown their power!I still have so many things to do!

I am not willing to ah ah ah ah!

In the end, Chi Xiaozi still screamed full of resentment and unwillingness, and turned into black smoke in the five-color divine light, completely disappearing into the world.

Su Yun's mind relaxed, the golden light in his eyes receded, and the strange aura that was just like a god and demon dissipated without a trace.

"Host, are you okay?"

Xiaotian asked worriedly in his consciousness.

"fine."

While replying in his heart, Su Yun checked his sea of ​​consciousness and smiled wryly in his heart.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the tree of Seven Treasures is already thousands of feet high. Under the golden heart lake covered by lotus leaves, the golden root system of the treasure tree is densely packed, extending to almost every corner of the heart lake.

Sure enough, this time, he overused the power of the Seven Treasure Tree, which further deepened the fusion between the Treasure Tree and himself.

Now he feels that he is simply a tree, those densely packed roots seem to grow together with his meridians and acupoints, the Buddha's energy is sunlight, his body is soil, and this wonderful tree of seven treasures of unknown origin is just like this. It grows vigorously under the moisture of sunlight and soil.

He didn't know whether such a situation was good or bad, and he didn't dare to imagine what would happen when the Qibao Miaoshu and himself were completely fused together.

Su Yun sighed silently in his heart, forget it, let's take one step at a time.

He looked at the Blood Spirit Patriarch flying towards him, Jue Fa who had regained consciousness, and most of the monster army that had been controlled by the monks, and smiled.

Anyway, the people I care about are still alive, the catastrophe has passed smoothly, and everything has ended perfectly, isn't it?

The author has something to say: Such a big kill, mighty and domineering!

There should be another chapter at the end of this volume, do you have any extras you want to watch?Say that the author can write when he has inspiration.

In addition, Yunyun's force value seems to be too high. I don't know where to go to the next world. If I go straight to the flood, I will not be reconciled if I don't make up nine worlds_(:з」∠)_

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