Chapter 1800

Grandma butterfly sneered scornfully: "my aunt has just come out of the world of immortality, and she is going to die here. I'm not lucky. But my aunt has finally become beautiful, and it's worth dying. "

Master Wu Nian put his hands together and urged his Buddha beads to resist the ghost tornado. The golden light of Buddha beads was weak in the dark, but very stubborn.

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell. Who goes to hell?"

Mo Yun looked into the distance, the dark clouds could not see the edge, the surrounding was dark, and the pressure was too heavy to breathe.

But he didn't despair. There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, that is, hope

With the wind howling, the ghost tornado smashed the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the top of Fangcun mountain. The Tibetan Scripture pavilion built with brick and wood has stood on the top of Fangcun mountain for more than 1000 years. It has been weathered, but it has turned into a pile of dust in front of the evil ghost Tornado.

In the sky, Luo Tianquan's ferocious and evil face does not appear: "hey hey, come on, where are your swords and heroes. Being a hero has to pay a price."

Suddenly, there was a scream. From far to near, it sounded like a wind. But when we got to the top of the head, we could see that it was a sword light.

The sword light was so weak in the billowing clouds that it seemed that only one wave would drown it.

That sword light is like a spark, which can start a prairie fire.

The sword light is more and more bright, as if a round of blazing sun.

Suddenly, tears welled up in Mo Lingshan's beautiful eyes. She recognized the sword light, the blazing light. In the ice Valley, facing the ice beast that could freeze the world, it was this sword light that burst out a warm flame and saved her from the cold beast's sharp claws.

Mo Yun's eyes became bright. He did not despair all the time. He always hoped and hoped all the time. This sword light gave him hope. Hope finally came.

As long as you have this sword light, no matter how big the dark clouds are and how fierce the wind is, there is hope.

This sword light, in the devil desert of the eternal world, in front of the evil demon king, and in front of the polar ice sheet God of death, brought hope to them.

Sister a Juan also recognized the sword light. She shook her fist gently. The sky was about to extinguish the blue flying sword. It was like meeting the dazzling sword light.

Master Wu Nian's old face showed a rare smile: "Amitabha, Lord Ye has finally come. With you here, I can rest assured."

Boom, a thundering sound sounded, the earth trembled, the earth moved and the mountains rocked. The golden light mixed with the flaming flame rushed to all directions and turned into a sea of fire in the sky.

The mountain top, which was still dark just now, suddenly became like day.

Those ghosts in the dark clouds, when they met with the burning heat, immediately burst into flames and gave out a shrill scream.

The huge ghost tornado, suddenly from the middle to the outside of a flame, into a towering fire tornado, countless ghosts from the middle, scrambling to flee around.

But the flaming fire has turned the sky into a sea of golden fire. Those ghosts are just a small fish in the sea of fire, and they can't escape at all.

They continue to burn into ashes, slowly falling from the sky, after a while, the entire square inch mountain top, including the Changlong mountains, under a black snow.

Fangcun mountain became hot and the temperature kept rising. In the early winter, it had snowed for more than ten degrees below zero, but in the twinkling of an eye, it became a hot summer.

There was a burning sea of fire on top of his head, like being roasted by nine suns. Everyone was sweating and took off his cotton padded clothes at the same time.

Luo Tianquan opened his eyes. He gaped at the sea of fire floating in the sky. There was a golden sea of fire, in which there were purple and blue lightning. The strands of electric snakes traced the ghosts who wanted to escape and burned them to ashes.

He didn't believe his eyes. Just now he was still black. A ghost like a tornado storm was about to devour the heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, it was like a hundred suns in the sky, and the earth was about to be steamed.

He felt a huge pain on his hand, which made him shiver. The black soul calling banner in his hand was also burning, which hurt his hand. Fortunately, he had strong self-healing power, and soon the burn marks disappeared.

There was a kind of humiliating pain on his face, and he roared: "it's you boy again. Who asked you to come? Aren't you trapped in the immortal world, asshole, stinky boy, I'm going to kill you."

Bai Wuchang's small eyes murmured and turned, and quietly retreated to the back. Just a few steps back, he felt that someone was patting him on the shoulder.

"It's Bai Wuchang. Hello."

It sounded so familiar that he was scared out of his wits and felt more terrible than the voice of death.

"It's none of my business, I'm just under orders," he said boldly

Ye Feng glanced at him with a smile: "how many disciples do you have in Taiyi gate?"

"There are more than 50 prefecture level disciples."

"Why don't you send them all?"

"I want to leave some blood for taiyimen."Ye Feng takes out a jade amulet, which is the order of the leader of Taiyi sect given to Ye Feng by Li Dazhong.

"Bai Wuchang listens to the order and goes back to taiyimen and waits for me."

Seeing Ye Feng take out the jade Amulet of the leader of Taiyi sect, Bai Wuchang is stunned. He kneels down on one knee and looks terrified: "the elder of taiyimen, Bai Wuchang takes orders."

With that, Bai Wuchang ran away, and his figure disappeared in the boundless forest for a while.

The Tianluo ghost array was broken, the ghosts in the dark clouds in the sky were burned out, the flaming sea of fire in the sky also disappeared, and the sun came out from behind the dark clouds.

After a while, the sky was clear, and everyone laughed happily.

Luo Tianquan hate to look at Ye Feng: "you, you bad my good thing, I will not let you go."

With that, Luo Tianquan threw a smoke bomb on the ground. A black air covered him and disappeared from the place where he stood just now. He knew that he was not Ye Feng's opponent and was ready to run away.

In the twinkling of an eye, a group of startling birds flew from the mountain forest 800 meters away.

Ye Feng had been ready for a long time and moved her fingers gently.

In the mountains and forests where startled birds are flying, from the ground full of ashes, a dozen strong vines are raised, and all the limbs of Luo Tianquan, who is hiding in the earth, are tightly wrapped in the air.

He struggled desperately. With a flick of his palm, a flying sword the size of a palm rose in the air, trying to cut off the vines that bound him. Unexpectedly, the vines were not only very flexible, but also grew rapidly even if they were cut off.

He tried his best to cut off the vines on his limbs, but he heard Ye Feng's contemptuous voice coming from his ear: "you don't have to be busy. You're chopping constantly. It's a wooden cord, an immortal tool, not an ordinary one. Your spirit weapon, the flying sword, doesn't work on it."