The return of the monk is gradually giving up his body and completely getting rid of the bondage of the flesh, leaving only the purest spirit and the essence of the sun and the moon.

For the flesh is rotten, but the spirit and the essence of day and night endure heaven and earth.

The blind man will be a baby in nine days, and when his practice on earth is complete, he will become a fairy in the world.

But when he came to the door, he gave up.

Now this battle has reached the most critical time, if he does not shoot, he may indeed be killed by his own apprentice.

The blind man walked through the battlefield, and his body grew one foot higher at each step, and the step of the birth was already ten feet away, and the district took a few steps from the hills outside the city to the battlefield outside Jinling City.

By this time, the blind man had grown into the usual height and had regained his body again.

But as far as the practitioners are concerned, the flesh is filthy and burdensome, but all cultivators are to gradually seek the flesh, and the blind man is at this time contrary to the opposite, which means that he wants to retreat from the body to cultivate the Immortals to wait another three hundred years on earth.

You know, even his life is only 500 years.

Once there was another accident within three hundred years, he never had the chance to become a fairy again.

Therefore, to give up the temptation to become immortals and be willing to wait another three hundred years, the strength of the blind people is not something that every monastic person has.

At least the woodman thinks he can’t do it.

After the blind man entered the battlefield, his dress also had a huge change in his appearance, no longer the one wearing a robe, holding the dust, some of the obscenity.

I don't know when the robe of the blind man will become a red coat.

The red clothes seemed to be bright with blood, and the red light was also emitted, and the dust of the hands was divided into three cold and flashing swords, each holding a handle on the left and right hands, the remaining one in the mouth, a long black hair hanging down, the eyes were covered by a red cloth, and it seemed to be blind, but it did not prevent him from seeing everything in front of him.

For there was a glitter of gold on his forehead.

This man, dressed in red, with a sword, blindfolded, strided, one step at a time, with a rolling murderous spirit, into the battlefield, if not seen with his own eyes, it is difficult to imagine that this person would have been a pink-carved child before.

When the blind enter the battlefield.

Yan Chixia suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes appeared golden light, his body wanted to move, and the result was a step but frozen in place.

“Want to go?You have not taken away my body."Yan Chixia suddenly spoke.

"A good exerciser, the thought is just right, not moved, your body is my fault, but you can not support for a long time, now I have more important things and no trouble with you, give me back."Yan Chixia suddenly opened his mouth to drink, and his voice changed, and became Yang Biao's voice.

Yang Biao saw the man in red walk into the battlefield at this moment and hurriedly drink: "Stop the man in red, it is the Fa-body of a monk, and the road is very high."

The battle of the city walls was somewhat glued because of the appearance of Wu Xiang.

Although Li Xiuyuan is like a ray of fire in the wind, it can be extinguished at any time, but no matter how the black wind how it roars, it has never been extinguished.

However, Yang Biao believes that winning Li Xiuyuan is a matter of time, but the premise is that you can't travel wrong again.

Hearing his orders, at least a thousand black men turned around and stopped attacking the walls and instead of pounce on the red man who appeared in the battle.

“The law of the house?Do the monastics dare to get involved in this disaster?Looking for death.”A leading god will drink, a long gun flew out straight to the man in red.

The man in red walked forward on his own, and after a step appeared behind the god general, the sword seemed to be gently trembling.

“Heck!”

Blood splattered, a large head flew up, and at the same time a god's big.

The head of God would brave the golden light and look at the man in red incredulously.

“This is what kind of law...”

Without waiting for him to think about it, his head exploded, the incense filled, and the fire of the battlefield drowned it.

The man in red continued to go forward, the sword of his hand waved, a wilful red light, suddenly flashed, and then hidden.

Those who rushed to the black man suddenly fell to the ground, his head fell to the ground, blood splashed, God's body was cracked, the incense on the ground filled, and a different fragrance sprinted on the battlefield.

"Beware, the Fa-body of the cultivators is different from the body of ghosts and gods, that is, the battlefield can also be exhibited, it is useless to kill this Taoist in the flesh, we must fight with it, quickly decide, although the breath of the battlefield is heavy, but we can still persist in ten breathing time with our ability."A black man shouted.

The sound fell, and the nearby black man stood in the same place.

A wilful red light rushed out of their heavenly cover, and the red light condensed in the half-empty appeared, which was the appearance of a noble heavenly warrior.

But ghosts don’t look like ordinary people.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As soon as hundreds of heavenly soldiers left the body, they began to be severely damaged, and the smoke kept coming out, as if the winter snow had suddenly fallen to the land of midsummer and melted extremely fast.

The appearance of ghosts in the battlefield was to kill a thousand enemies and self-harm 10,000.

Even if you can kill a strong enemy, whether you can come back is a problem.

But the appearance of this man in red made these soldiers rush to a great threat.

“Fighting!”

Hundreds of soldiers rushed to this red man, some of the soldiers vomited the wind, some of the soldiers danced with thunder, and some of the sky soldiers took off from the sand and stone.

The magic is out.

However, their spells are usually weak in the battlefield, but hundreds of days of soldiers together can also have the feeling of ant biting the elephant.

The man in red went on, throwing his hands with the sword, and the collision of two swords in the sky immediately turned into countless swords, covering the ground, like a big river formed by a sword.

“What?”

The heavenly soldiers were shocked, all the spells were swallowed by this sword, and then the sword flew through their bodies, and even the body was drowned, and only a few ghosts could be heard reverberating.

The sword passed by, and turned into two ordinary swords fell to the ground.

The man in red walked over and pulled out his sword and went on.

Where the black man is fragile, like a paper paste, there is no force at all.

For a time, the pressure on the wall was greatly reduced, because the heavenly soldiers who had not yet attacked the wall had to turn against such a strong enemy.

Yang Biao saw this scene to see the teeth cracking, his own army will be as a pig and sheep will be randomly slaughtered, and what kind of cult this person is, actually has such a way.

If it goes down like this, you will undoubtedly lose.

The air of the battlefield has now become a stumbling block, otherwise their subordinates are still on the road, flying everywhere, how can they die and hurt so much.

"You can't wait any longer, you have to stop this man."

Yang Biao now understood that Li Xiuyuan had the five white elephants guarding that they would not die, and there was such a dangerous guy on the battlefield, and his people would kill him sooner or later.

He did not take away Yan Chixia's body again, and although he was successful, it was no longer necessary.

Turning into a golden light rushed out, he flew up to the sky with a rolling air and suddenly drinking: "Let go of the god."

“Dad!”

The crowing of a strange bird sounded, but I saw a huge, blue-feathered bird rising from the direction of the rebel army camp and flying its wings into the battlefield.

The strange bird came with its mouth open, and the rolling air of the battlefield where it passed was all gone.

“The God-fearing?”

Yan Chixia, who had regained her mind, looked up at the strange bird at this moment.

This strange bird knows what he calls a god.

God can kill with anger, but also can devour the fist, although God, in fact, is an ancient beast.

“These days are prepared to dispel the deranged gods, but now it is a dangerous practice to disperse the fist.”Yan Chixia looked in the eyes and understood how much the battlefield was.

The anger shrouded the outside of Jinling City, and you can retreat from ghosts and spirits, so that these heavenly soldiers will be destroyed and destroyed all the way, so that Li Xiuyuan will lose the help of ghosts and gods.

But there are also disadvantages, that is, if the soldiers themselves are injured, they will also be eroded by the gas.

This is a double-edged sword.

But now Yang Biao seems to have done more harm than good, out of such a strong enemy, continue to let the fuss permeate the battlefield is undoubtedly self-excavating the grave.