Chapter 432 Purple Flame, Nectar

As the saying goes, when the roof is leaking, it rains all night, and the boat breaks and encounters wind at the top of the head!

Just when the short-shou Zhu Mei felt the difficulty and did not dare to give way to her spirit to conduct self-analysis in time. Instead, she just waited and provided support at any time until such a dangerous situation stabilized.

However, before the stability was reached, suddenly, in the sky, the blazing golden sun suddenly darkened, and the golden Buddha light that poured down turned from the original heavy rain to the drizzle.

At this time, the devil king who had never spoken to the short man Zhu Mei suddenly sneered, saying, "Old Zhu Mei, your death date is coming today, don't resist stubbornly!"

As he spoke, the atomized sword energy suddenly retracted and gathered. Then, it condensed into a huge sword rainbow of thousands of feet long and cut down toward the short old man Zhu Mei's soul shield with the momentum of breaking the mountains and seas.

As far as the sword edge reaches, the void becomes empty, as if all things in the world are about to be destroyed in this sword, and nothing can be exceptional. There is no doubt that among them, there is also the short old man Zhu Mei himself.

"Oh no, Senior Brother Ascetic is exhausted!"

At this moment, the short son Zhu Mei's heart, which had never appeared for many years, once again emerged from the depths of his soul.

That is, in time, outside the soul guard of the short old Zhu Mei, hundreds of demons suddenly appeared, showing all kinds of strange and strange appearances, roaring and roaring, grabbing and gnawing at the soul of the short old Zhu Mei, and gnawing.

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"No, the Buddha's light in the nanmu tree is about to be exhausted." Ascetic and yelled suddenly.

After hearing this, Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming said nothing, and immediately pulled out the golden light and fire sword behind his back, and pointed out with one point, a purple-green lamp flower the size of a bowl flew out, and kept thrilling.

This purple and blue lantern flower is a rare treasure of the Purple Void Palace in Lingkong Immortal Realm - Taiqing Tushita Purple Flame.

As soon as the Taiqing Tushita purple flame appeared, in time, thousands of strands of fire shot out in all directions. At that time, thousands of demons appeared and were burned into ashes in an instant.

"How could this happen? Junior Brother Zhu's demonic disaster is getting heavier and heavier!" Although Zhenren Miaoyi asked Qi Shuming, the movements in his hands did not slow down at all.

Under the control of his magic tricks, the strands of fire were transmitted through the pores of the short sor Zhu Mei and melted into it.

In fact, if possible, the true man Miaoyi Qi Shuming wanted to send this whole Taiqing Tushita purple flame into the sea of ​​consciousness of the short-shou Zhu Mei to help him resist the demonic disaster. However, he did not have this ability. If he forced himself, he might be the short-shou Zhu Mei himself.

While Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming used his magical powers and sent the power of Taiqing Tushita purple flame to the shortest son Zhu Mei, Ascetic Tautu also roared, and at the same time, he formed a mysterious seal with his hands.

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"Swish, shit, shit,..."

Accompanied by countless roars through the air, strands of fire lines appeared out of thin air in the sea of ​​consciousness of the short old man Zhu Mei, cutting through the nothingness, and directly came to the sky above the short old man Zhu Mei, crisscrossing, forming an extremely huge fire net, intercepting the huge sword light to slash.

"Brother Miaoyi!"

Seeing this scene of admiration, the short old man Zhu Mei was extremely grateful. If it weren't for this moment, he was the body of the soul, I'm afraid that he might have shed tears.

At this moment, the joy in the short man Zhu Mei's heart was beyond words. At that time, he did not hesitate to use the spirit he had divided to begin analyzing the story between himself and Wen Jin. In his opinion, since even the true man Miaoyi Qi Shuming had taken action, it showed that there would be no major problems in his demon disaster.

He didn't know much about the foundation of the Emei Sect, but just the tip of the iceberg was enough to give it this confidence.

"Boom--"

With a earth-shaking loud noise, the fire net formed by purple-green fire lines immediately collapsed, turning into streaming light, floating around. The huge sword light also disintegrated, turning into countless fine sword energy, shooting from all directions without any regularity.

Under the hiding of this huge sound, in the sky, the already dim golden sun completely dissipated and turned into spikes of spikes as thick as silk threads and lengths, like rain of arrows on the battle formation, whizzing down one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, was extremely accurate and slammed into the devils with different shapes and constant rage.

Immediately, accompanied by screams, the demons surrounding the shield of the short-shou Zhu Mei's soul were completely destroyed and disappeared, leaving no one left.

However, immediately afterwards, not only did these demons appear as they were, but they appeared again. Moreover, more new demons appeared.

Seeing this, the short old man Zhu Mei understood that his mood fluctuations were too great now, which gave those demons outside the domain more opportunities. At that time, he began to keep his mind and clear his mind. Sure enough, in an instant, countless demons disappeared quietly, just like they appeared quietly.

After the sword light collapsed, Wen Jin, who was regarded as the devil, did not deliberately reconverge, but followed the momentum and changed from the rainbow-turned sword light to the atomized sword energy, and tried his best to control them and attacked the short sorceress Zhu Mei's soul passport.

Because there was the additional power when the rainbow-transformed sword light collapsed, this wave of attacks was extremely sharp, and the soul shield of the short old man Zhu Mei made a loud bang, and even a few wisps of powerful sword energy were truly passed through the soul shield and directly slashed on the soul-transforming the soul shield.

"ah--"

With a scream, the soul of the short old man Zhu Mei was penetrated through several holes. Although the short old man Zhu Mei tried her best to bridge it, she was still powerless under the obstruction of the sword energy like a maggot on the bones.

Outside, driven by the energy, the short-skinned Zhu Mei not only seeped out of her seven orifices, but even the pores around her body were sprayed with blood mist.

There is no doubt that this is the origin that has been hurt.

"How could this happen? With the power of Taiqing Tushita Purple Flame to destroy demons, how could Junior Brother Zhu suffer more damage?" Qi Shuming, the real person of Miaoyi, was very puzzled.

"Yes, how heavy is Junior Brother Zhu's inner demon? How could it cause such a powerful demon disaster? No, even the demon king has been triggered!" Xuan Zhenzi sighed.

Then, Xuan Zhenzi looked at Ascetic and said, "Junior Brother Ascetic, the restraint of the inner demons is the most effective Buddhist magic. Don't delay it anymore, just cast the spell with all your strength! If you delay it any longer, I'm afraid that if Junior Brother Zhu can survive, it's a question whether he can survive!"

When the Ascetic Tathagata heard this, he did not dare to be negligent. In that case, he sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands together, and recited the "Putou Pure Heart Mantra" delivered by Guanyin Bodhisattva in Buddhism.

Ascetic heads are worthy of having overcome the celestial immortal tribulation and achieving the real fruit of the Arhat. As soon as the spell was released, it turned into substantial runes, floating and falling, scattering through the top door of the short-shou Zhu Mei. As the chanting of the scriptures accelerated, the runes fell down like rain, constantly falling into the body of the short-shou Zhu Mei. But for a moment, the expression on the face of the short-shou Zhu Mei seemed much calmer.

It was obvious that the effect was good, and the ascetic chant was as usual, but at the same time, his hands were separated and began to form a series of mysterious seals.

In time, the mantra runes recited by Ascetic Dojo no longer fall into the body of the short-shou Zhu Mei, but float into the void, rolling around like a golden auspicious cloud.

Suddenly, the thousands of magic seals and lights and shadows produced by Ascetic Tathagata were combined into one, condensed into one. At that time, the spells and runes gathered towards the center like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, condensed together.

In an instant, a pure white and flawless bottle of mutton fat jade condensed into shape. As the spells and runes recited by Ascetic Takuta continued to increase, a clear green bud burst out from the bottle, and soon it grew into a three-pointed willow branch full of green leaves.

At this time, the three-pointed willow branches were uncontrolled and flew out spontaneously. With one swing, water droplets poured down. One by one, crystal clear, clear, and transparent. The sky spirit, which fell on the short old man Zhu Mei, sizzled in very quickly.

"The second senior brother really has great wisdom. He actually comprehended the "Putou Pure Heart Mantra" to such a state. It seems that there should be no problem with Junior Brother Zhu's demonic disaster!" Seeing this, Ji Shuming, the real person of Miaoyi, was very relieved and smiled on his face.

"It seems that it's just in a moment that fellow Taoist Zhu became a celestial immortal!"

Following closely, Baiyun Master Yuan Jing and others who helped the short old man Zhu Mei block the heavenly tribulation also spoke one after another.

At this moment, ninety-nine percent of the people in the valley were already very relaxed and peaceful. Only one person was still worried. This person was Zhuiyunsou Baiguyi.

Somehow, although Zhuiyunsou Bai Guyi knew very well how immediate the dew revealed by Putuo Qingxin Mantra had for the clear mind, he still felt in his heart that the demonic disaster of the short son Zhu Mei was not that simple.

"Brother Qi, fellow Taoists, we must not be so careless! After all, the demonic disaster that Junior Brother Zhu has overcome is unprecedented. If you are not careful, it is possible..."

"Fellow Daoist Bai is too worried!" When Master Miaoyi Qi Shuming heard this, he remained relaxed and said with a smile, "This demon is all caused by the mind, thoughts and emotions of the cultivators. Otherwise, if he is the demon of his transformation into a free emperor, he will be unable to go to the world. With the nectar of pure heart, Junior Brother Zhu's mind is clear and pure, and it is definitely not a problem. How can the demon disaster still haunt him?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Bai, we can understand your friendship with Junior Brother Zhu, but I still have to say that you are really worried. Junior Brother Zhu, there will be no problem." Xuan Zhenzi also followed.
Chapter completed!