Chapter 663

"Help..."

All the people in the room were in a group. The third prince was lying on the ground alone, crying for help, but no one paid attention to him. Drag half body to climb out, pull out a long bloodstain, looking at extremely seeping.

Shen Yan's mind moved, and he put the third prince in the bowl.

"Master, help me..."

The third prince's half body fell into a small bowl with a wide mouth and a flat circle. He was covered with blood. Where was there any noble spirit of heaven?

"Amitabha."

Shen Yan looked compassionate and indifferent. He said calmly, "I can relieve your pain, but I need you to testify in the future - you are all to blame for your death today, which has nothing to do with me, Duhan and Mingyuan. Can you do it? "

The third prince is in agony now. Let alone let him testify. Let him call his grandfather immediately. He can agree.

"Yes! I can!! Master, please help me

Shen Yan recited the mantra lightly, and a light light Buddha light suddenly wrapped the bowl.

At the moment, the fighting in the camp is in full swing.

"All Buddhas in Jingtian, Prajna malihu --" master Jingtian was holding a Zen staff, whistling and rolling all over, and his cassock was hunting.

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the town was tranquilized, and all spirits were told." immortal Suxuan drew a blood symbol in the air, and the vast Xuanqi suddenly converged towards this small camp.

How dare you pretend to be a true God Mingyuan's face was cold, and suddenly he pulled out his sword.

The tent was full of cold, and the light of the sword was like an invisible wave of water. It split the mysterious air into two and made the furniture in the house crack.

"If you can't enter the yellow spring, who will?" Duhan laughed scornfully, and the spirit of ghost gathered around him and became stronger and stronger.

The ghosts outside the tent seemed to be summoned and came to the tent one after another. But suddenly, the light in the tent was so bright that all the ghosts retreated together. Many ghosts were injured by the light and fog, and they were killed immediately with a scream.

"Bang -"

the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

Master Jingtian's face suddenly changed and he was ready to retreat. Even though they are close at the moment, the ten monks haven't made a move yet. If the other three attack together, they will not be able to resist!!

Immortal Suxuan is very angry. He has never met an opponent since he came out of the mountain. Today, he is tied with a ghost. What a shame!!!

The Taoist robe on the body suddenly pulled down, the Su Xuan real person barebacked chest, coldly way: "heaven and earth Xuanzong, cover protect my body!"

When the incantation comes out, the great Xuanqi comes from all sides, the wind and thunder move, and the world changes color.

Shen Yan was shocked. When he looked up, he saw a tattoo on the back of immortal Suxuan. It was a red gold python. The two red blood pupils were like living creatures, bleeding faintly.

Which Taoist and Buddhist children will tattoo on their bodies?! It's still such evil things!

Shen Yan's mind turns sharply and flies to fight against it.

The reason why mortals practice and recite incantations is to borrow the power of Buddhas, gods, ghosts and other creatures. Shen Yan himself is a kind of ghost and God. He doesn't need any help at all, so he doesn't need to recite incantations.

Both sides changed their faces when they fought.

Shen Su Li's words were not unexpected. Thinking of the tattoo on this man's back, Shen Yan immediately changed his face and said in secret: isn't immortal Suxuan the incarnation of mohou Luojia of the Western Buddha sect?!!!