The strongest collapse system

Chapter 843
Hong Yi's soul entered into the black mist, and immediately felt hideous and ugly faces in front of him, countless zombies, ghosts, monsters, and ghosts, killing him, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

"This grand formation of ten thousand ghosts is really amazing. Countless evil spirits and ghosts have been sacrificed to become demon heads! In this great formation, people below ghosts and immortals will not be able to escape if they are trapped. They will only become this great formation." Continue to grow this formation with the nutrients."

Hong Yi's heart trembled slightly.

"It's a pity that building this formation requires killing too many creatures, which is against the harmony of nature. Only monks of the Witch Ghost Dao dare to do such outrageous things."

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas. World-Honored One, Ksitigarbha, Prajna, please!"

With a thought in Hong Yi's mind, the scriptures in the view of Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva flowed in his heart, and then his soul was shaken suddenly, a golden light gushed out, and then the whole soul turned into a mighty and powerful Bodhisattva.

With golden dragons and white elephants on his feet, it is Tianlong Bodhisattva.

Boom!

The whole body of the great bodhisattva transformed by Hong Yi emitted a powerful vibration, which radiated outward, like ripples of water, forming concentric circles of ripples.

All the evil spirits, wronged souls and the like who come into contact with the wave of spirit and soul are instantly shattered to pieces.

"Buddhist magic seems to be able to restrain this large formation!"

Hong Yi didn't expect that Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva's practice of contemplation would have a miraculous effect at this time.

The monsters, evil spirits, and evil spirits in the formation are essentially spirit bodies like Yinshen. Although they are more cruel and cruel than the most ferocious beasts, they are still powerless to resist the top-level spells of the Great Zen Temple.

"Uncle Wang, don't leave me three feet away, I will protect you."

At this moment, Hong Yi had a feeling of showing off his talents, and he conveyed his thoughts to Wang Fan who was flying with his sword not far ahead.

Wang Fan glanced at Hong Yi, silently slowed down and landed behind him.

When Hong Yi saw this scene, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and his thoughts seemed to become much clearer.

Just when Hong Yi's mood fluctuated slightly, a wave of spiritual thoughts passed over.

"Huh? Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva view! Ghost fairy master... Golden Spider National Master, you really came!"

It seems that he mistook Hong Yi for the Golden Spider King among the Eight Demon Immortals in the world.

Hong Yi was taken aback.

The Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva View, as the secret method of the Great Chan Temple, has rarely appeared in the world following the extinction of the Great Chan Temple.The only news circulating is that the Golden Spider King among the Eight Demon Immortals has acquired this inheritance and has cultivated to the realm of ghost immortals.

As for Hong Yi's practice of the Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva, it is extremely confidential.

As for Hong Yi who cultivated into a ghost fairy, even fewer people knew about it.

"I knew you, a dead spider, would come to fish in troubled waters. I've been waiting for you for a long time, so die!"

After the secret enemy mistook Hong Yi for the golden spider master, he immediately used his ultimate move.

A jet-black sword light stabbed towards Hong Yi. Above this black sword light, countless white epiphyllums loomed, giving off a mysterious feeling and a strong murderous intent.

"Xuantian Pavilion, the Sword of Impermanence! It's actually Nalan Yanluo?"

Hong Yi was slightly taken aback.

He is powerful now, but he can clearly see the body of the black sword light in an instant.

It was a pitch-black long sword. The long sword was dotted with white epiphyllum-shaped runes. The sword was in the shape of two figures in black and white. It looked like it gave people a sense of uncertainty about life and death, and precariousness.

This sword is one of the six holy places of martial arts, and one of the top ten magic weapons in Xuantian Hall of Yunmeng Country, named "Impermanence"!
And the one holding this sword is a woman, Nalan Yanluo, the master of the Xuantian Pavilion's destruction hall.

This Nalan Yanluo is also a member of the Yunmeng Kingdom's royal family, strictly speaking, she is still a princess.

But these are not important.

Her most powerful identity is a master of ghost level!

A master of ghosts and immortals, holding the Impermanence Sword, one of the top ten magic weapons in Xuantian Pavilion, can exert extremely amazing power.

In the impermanence sword sword aura, there is an artistic conception of life and death impermanence, covering all directions, indistinctly, two gods, one black and one white, seem to appear in the sword aura, trying to hook Hong Yi's soul.

Impermanence kills!

Ordinary Taoist masters don't need to be hit by the sword of impermanence, just feel the sword intent, and their souls will be shattered.

But Hong Yi was unmoved in the slightest.

"Good come!"

Hong Yi laughed loudly, a little bit of his nature was like the Amitabha Buddha in the past, eternally immobile, and the majestic Tianlong Bodhisattva, who appeared outwardly, punched fiercely, hitting the sword of impermanence in the middle.

Boom!

The sword light of the Impermanence Sword was instantly scattered by the giant fist the size of a water tank, and the violent shock was transmitted to the sword body in the center of the sword light.

The divine sword suddenly made an overwhelmed clicking sound, as if it was whining.

"Well……"

There was a muffled hum from the black mist, obviously the soul of Nalan Yanluo, who was wielding the impermanent sword, was injured.

"How is it possible? God of Golden Valley, how could you have become so powerful?" Nalan Yanluo's shocking thoughts passed over.

Afterwards, Wuchangjian turned around and flew towards Hurricane in the distance.

Nalan Yanluo just tried a trick with Hong Yi, and after finding out that he was invincible, he ran away in despair!

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, but he missed the best opportunity to pursue.

brush!
Just when Hong Yi was disappointed and Nalan Yanluo rejoiced, a wooden sword suddenly leaped out from behind Hong Yi, like a floating light, it flew over hundreds of steps, and flew to the sky above Wuchang Sword.

Standing on top of the wooden sword, Wang Fan gently pressed down with his right palm.

A large cloud of black mist suddenly broke away from the control of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Chaozong Formation, and was condensed into the shape of a palm, pressed down violently, and hit the fleeing Impermanence Sword!

Bang!
Nalan Yanluo, who thought he had escaped successfully, instantly felt a huge pressure, like being hit by a mountain, and his whole soul became dizzy.

As soon as the giant palms were closed, the sword of impermanence was held in the palm of the giant palm, occasionally moving once or twice, like a half-dead earthworm.

Hong Yi looked at all this in surprise, and couldn't believe it.

Such a tyrannical master of ghosts and immortals was captured like this?
"Don't be so careless next time." Wang Fan said lightly.

His palm brushed against the Impermanence Sword, and after a slight ripple appeared in the air, this one of the ten magical weapons of the Xuantian Pavilion disappeared.

All that was left was a powerful cloudy wind that turned into a small cyclone, hovering in Wang Fan's hands.

It is the soul of Nalan Yanluo.

"Master, please spare my life!" Nalan Yanluo knew that his life was hanging by a thread at this moment, and he made a pleading voice.

"Unfortunately, the Impermanence Sword can be put into the system's inventory, but Yutian Tower has not been found yet, but it cannot be loaded into living things..."

Wang Fan thought for a while, but took out a large purple-gold gourd, and put Nalan Yanluo's spirit into it.

But it is the purple gold gourd obtained from Journey to the West.

Although it is not as good as the Yutian Pagoda, it is more than enough to accommodate the soul and body.

(End of this chapter)