Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The main hall is like a **** vortex.

Inhaled the thick fog in the courtyard outside the house, as well as the shadowy monsters in the fog.

For a time.

The yard was actually empty, there was no thick fog, and no monsters.

People don't understand why the monsters outside will ignore them and get into the main hall with a brainstorm, but they know that this is the best time to escape.

This is the head.

Feng Chong stayed alone, swallowed a few pills, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Do not.

One more person stayed.

"Feng Daochang."

Bo Tzuyu was full of doubts and anger.

"how so?"

Why run away? Why leave Li Changan alone to face the monsters.

Feng Chong opened his eyes and sighed deeply.

...

In fact, Li Changan doesn't quite understand his abilities.

Ashamed, he has been slaying demons and demons all the way. Except for the subtle methods taught by cheap masters, they are no longer available, and mostly rely on the magical powers given by the yellow paper.

Tongyou, swordsmanship, demon cutting, Yufeng, exorcising.

But even though he tried hard to explore these few supernatural power changes, he still didn't understand it thoroughly. As things got longer and longer, he suddenly realized that there was something new to dig out.

For example, swordsmanship.

At first, I only thought that I could become a master of martial arts, but later I found out that I could faintly communicate with swords, and even easily control the fierce flying sword embryo.

Another example is the dream this time.

Before dreaming, Li Changan was actually a little uneasy.

Bo Tzuyu and Zhang Yi have no skills, and Feng Chong wants to preside over the battle between altar and nightmare. If there is any sudden crisis, it may be difficult to deal with it in a hurry.

The Taoist thought suddenly, since Nightmare can pull half of the soul into the dream and half of the soul in the body, then can he do it? In this way, wouldn't it be possible to save people in the dream, but also to protect the body outside the dream.

Feng Chong poured cold water.

Mortal minds are scattered, and souls are easily separated. The souls of Taoist practitioners are mellow, and it is difficult to separate leisure. Once the seven souls and six souls are forcibly separated, it will damage Taoism in the slightest, and endanger their lives in severe cases.

But Li Changan had a faint feeling of "I can do it" in his heart. After a short try, the "Tongyou" change started on its own, and it was really successful!

only.

There was only one fate and soul that was separated.

Man has three souls.

Heavenly soul fetal light, earth soul refreshing spirit, fate soul ghostly spirit, each has its own function.

Among them, the heavenly soul is the self, the earth soul is the intellect, and the fate soul is the desire instinct. (I am crazy)

There are no taboos for Li Changan to act in his dreams, the temptation is present, and there is no distracting thoughts, because of the separation of life and soul.

But the problem lies precisely here.

After all, there is only one life soul. If there is a situation that Zhang Yi, Bo Tzuyu, and Feng Chong can't solve together, it won't have much effect.

Li Changan didn't stop doing it, so he simply left the Feijian sword embryo.

This sword embryo is extremely vicious, and Li Changan doesn't dare to use it indiscriminately on weekdays, lest it hurt the innocent if he is not careful.

But right now, the only one who controls the flying sword is the soul of life who acts only by instinct...Leaving the soul of life and sealing the embryo of the sword is just in case, if it is a last resort, he will desperately even burn the jade and stone.

So Li Changan repeatedly warned Feng Chong beforehand:

"Once you unlock the flying sword and awaken the soul of life, don't hesitate."

"escape!"

...

"That's the truth."

Feng Chong pointed to his **** arm, which was caused by the scatter of the escaping sword air when the sword embryo came out of the box.

"If we don't escape in time, I'm afraid we will have to be killed by Feijian."

"Then what did you say in the room?"

Feng Chong turned his head and saw Yu Mei and Zhang Yi leading the crowd back, he grinned, this upright academic Taoist rarely showed the aliveness of a young man.

"I bluffed him."

But he quickly reduced his smile and asked with a frown.

"Why are you back again?"

Yu Mei pointed to the fog wall still shrouded outside the Jin Mansion.

"The mist is a powerful magic. It's easy to get in, but difficult to get out."

After all, I found a clean place and sat down cross-legged, and adjusted his breath.

Bo Tzuyu was left scratching his head and scratching his head.

"What shall we do now?"

Feng Chong breathed long.

"Wait."

…………

Li Changan stood with his sword crossed, his eyes drooping.

The thick fog was tumbling, mixed with countless sharp claws and blood mouths, like tides rushing from all directions.

At the moment of being physically present.

Red light suddenly appeared, and the seawall was built.

The turbulent "tide" suddenly stopped, and then the red clouds rolled, and the "tide" turned into a rain of blood and splashed everywhere.

From beginning to end.

Li Chang'an didn't even lift his eyelids, the demons who came up just understated them, and were twisted into blood foam by flying swords.

But.

The monsters in the mist, even though they were terrifying, were actually just little monsters that didn't make the weather, Aunt Tiger was only first-rate. Bo Tzuyu took the talisman, pressed his fear, and saved his life. He could also hack it to death three or two.

But this kind of miscellaneous fish, there are more hidden in the fog, and more importantly, the monsters around the doctor...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavy footsteps are like drum beats to the earth.

Next to the doctor, the ape demon, who had cracked his body with a hundred steel knives in Zhang Yi's hands, was covered in pitch black and (harmonious) hairs, had already strode to kill.

As the guards behind the scenes, the monster next to the head of the demon, the demon ape is naturally not comparable to the miscellaneous fish that can't hold a sword.

The red light hit, it only raised its hand to protect its face, and then hit it hard.

Cang!

The red light suddenly shattered and dissipated, revealing the body of the bronze dagger.

Li Changan finally raised his eyelids, but instead of looking at the ape demon who was close at hand, he was looking at the doctor who frowned under the group of demon guards.

Such naked ignorance naturally aroused the anger of the monkey demon, but seeing him flapping the flying sword stuck to his body, raising the big paw of the paw, and patted Li Changan's head, bringing the wind and hehe. , As if to smash the head of the Taoist priest.

But it misunderstood Li Chang'an. Taoist priests have only one life soul at this moment. Where is the high-level emotion of "contempt"?

Li Changan only stared at the doctor, but instinctively felt that the monkey demon was not threatening.

Hum.

The sword's edge trembled, rapid and sharp.

The embryo of the sword that was shot flying out looked like a live fish.

But this time, the scarlet sword light no longer diffused, but condensed into a bunch.

Immediately afterwards.

Zira.

The sound of scratching metal scratches.

Ape demon suddenly burst out of sparks around his body.

The giant palm it photographed suddenly stagnated, and the hideous face quickly turned into horror. The iron tower-like body trembled in the sword light, and then, it turned out to roar in wailing, and then turned and ran.

Unfortunately, only the first step was taken.

Countless blood beads shook out of his body.

The second step.

The skin and flesh were rotten into bits and pieces, and it fell straight down.

third step.

As if there was only a pair of bones left, he staggered twice and fell to the ground.

Li Changan still didn't look at it, but stared directly at the doctor.

Then.

Suddenly tilted his head.

The breeze swept across, and a long thin wound opened silently on the Taoist cheek.

Diagonally above.

The sickle weasel with the shape of a giant mouse and claws like a hook and sickle by the doctor quietly appeared here.

With a spread of the sickle claws, it was already slashed down diagonally.

The flying sword is faster than the sickle claw.

As soon as the light of the sword turned, the embryo of the sword shot violently, and the electric switch came.

Come later.

Kian Itachi was hit by a flying sword immediately, and his body scattered on the spot, but instead of turning into blood foam, it turned into a whirlwind. There are silver threads in the wind, and when the silver threads are intertwined, there is a sound, as if thousands of sharp blades are swirling and swept toward Li Changan.

If the monkey demon wanted to smash the Taoist priest, this sickle and ferret was to smash him.

To this.

Li Chang'an briefly cut down with a single sword.

The Qingmang on the sword swallowed, it was "slashing the demon."

There is no abnormal noise, and there is no other kind of movement.

Only where the sword edge fell, the whirlwind collapsed.

Immediately, the sickle weasel appeared again, but he was already cut off, dragging the intestines that slipped out of the abdominal cavity, and rolled into a pool of blood that had accumulated on the ground.

Regardless of whether it is tangible or intangible, it will be cut with a single sword.

...

The blood mist was floating, and the sword embryo happily shuttled through it, and Li Changan seemed to be wearing a blood coat on his body, a blood coat woven from the lives of countless demons.

For a moment, the group of demons were silent.

Even the mist doesn't seem to be surging anymore.

then.

The Taoist gaze was chaotic, and he stepped forward; the doctor turned and fled with a smile on his face.