Amid the roar and roar, a huge figure fell into Yuezhaotan on the back mountain of Wuguan Village.

The green-haired lion slowly landed on the mountain on the green Buddha lotus. The garlands covered around it reflected the sunlight and emitted a faint golden light. It looked down at its defeated general with no sorrow or joy in its eyes.

"Ahem!"

"I really underestimated you!"

Yu Pingqiu got up from the cold pond with difficulty, his left forelimb hung weakly on his chest. Even the fox tail behind him, which symbolized the pure bloodline of the Heavenly Fox Clan, was torn apart, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wound.

He obviously suffered such a serious injury, but Yu Pingqiu still seemed to be confident.

Pei Miaode looked at him expressionlessly, and the golden light on his body became more dazzling and dazzling, as if another red sun rose from the sky.

The purple gold bowl was hanging high in the air, and only the chant of the Sanskrit sound was heard, and Yu Pingqiu, who had lost the power of fighting in the pool.

Suddenly, a purple-red demon fire ignited from its fur, which was the sniffing Buddha light that briefly isolated the purple-gold bowl. At the same time, the aura of the white-haired fox demon suddenly recovered as before, and even had a vague momentum of rising and rising.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the other party still had the means to keep the box in the bottom of the box and didn't take it out.

Although he didn't know what method the other party used, Pei Miaode knew in his heart that he would not allow the opponent to improve his cultivation in this way. Then he formed the fearless seal and roared as a lion, and even the dense mountains and forests around him were poured backwards.

The fox demon's mouth, eyes and nose were bleeding. The tragic appearance of bleeding from the seven orifices was shocking to see, but the monk's heart sank. He knew that the other party was just using the taboo method, and his face looked ferocious, but he was not affected in fact.

Even the aura on his body gradually began to stabilize.

When he was completely stable and had good cultivation, he suddenly saw that Li Shenzhi was just one step away from the secret realm of the magic power.

"Blood-burning method?"

Pei Miaode had a lifetime of knowledge, so he could naturally see the other party's methods at a glance. It seemed that his spiritual consciousness was full and his demonic energy soared into the sky, but in fact it was just a drinking poison to quench his thirst. When time came, he could only be slaughtered.

"This is the great method of dismantling the sky fox of my Tianhu clan. With a stick of incense, I will kill you just like slaughtering a dog."

The fox's mouth raised a ferocious arc, Yu Pingqiu regrouped, and his limbs accumulated strength to jump up again, pounced on the green-haired lion on the top of the mountain.

He looked at the green lion and wanted to eat meat. The method of disintegrating the Tianhu clan was originally the way to save his life. Once it was used, it was irreversible. He burned all his essence and blood in exchange for a stick of incense.

Even if you survive by luck, your future will be bleak and you will become a useless person.

The reason why Yu Pingqiu blatantly used such a secret method of dying together was that, if he did not use this move, his life would be lost. The other reason was that he was gambling. The old man in the gambling family would continue his practice for himself because of his contribution to killing Buddhist children.

So now Pei Miaode must die!

"With my anger, it will turn into three corpses."

Unexpectedly, Pei Miaode just looked at his movements coldly, then took a step forward, and immediately a figure shook and turned into three identical figures.

This is exactly the magical power he learned from the seventh-grade auspicious and wishful green lotus. It turns into a corpse-killing method, and can briefly cut out three Dharma bodies to fight side by side with himself. Even the cultivation of the three Dharma bodies is as good as that of the original deity.

Even if the true body is killed, he can resurrect the soul with the same origin Dharma body.

I saw that the three green-haired lions had different expressions and movements. One was to control the lotus platform, the other was to hold the demon-subduing pestle, and the other was to hold the purple gold bowl, which was to use three methods at the same time.

"A mere illusion, let's see if I can break it with force."

Yu Pingqiu grabbed the Dharma body holding the purple gold bowl on the far left with his claws, but was caught off guard and asked the other party to throw out the purple gold bowl and smash it. He looked like a star, and suddenly fell from the clouds.

At the same time, the other two magic corpses were not idle, and the demon-subduing pestle and the lotus platform were thrown on Yu Pingqiu's demon body, which made him burst into pieces and kept screaming, without the arrogance he had just made just now.

How arrogant I was just now, how miserable I am now.

Just this?

Pei Miaode showed a look of surprise. He thought the other party was so powerful. It turned out to be a silver-shaped gun tip.

As the name suggests, my own method of killing the three corpses is not only the three corpses that were cut out, but also the original body should have four Dharma bodies. Now the three corpses are standing on the face to fight to death, but the real body is using a trick to hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity to come to Yu Pingqiu for a while.

As a result, I was not warming up yet, but the opposite side couldn't do it.

Yu Pingqiu never expected that he would use the taboo technique without caring about the way, but he was still suppressed by Pei Miaode, or he would not talk about martial ethics and fight one with three against one.

He could not understand it. In just thirty years, even if the Buddhist son was reincarnated, he would not have such a fast speed of cultivation. Not only did he lose his own cultivation, but he also had a variety of methods.

It is already the limit for ordinary people to master one subject, but the other party seems to be able to use various magical techniques without any money.

Could it be that there are really people in this world who are born to know it?

For the first time, Yu Pingqiu felt panic.

"You can't kill me, I'm useful to you. I know many secrets in the clan. As long as you promise not to kill me, you can tell you all this, I, I swear with the heart of Tao!"

Watching the Demon-Subduing Pestle get closer and closer to his eyebrows, Yu Pingqiu can no longer suppress the panic in his heart and shout without any grace.

In the face of death, he still cares about the pride of the natural creatures.

In order to survive, he would not frown even if he betrayed his relatives, friends and fellow tribes.

Only when people are alive can they win back everything they have lost, but if they die, there is really nothing left.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Yu Pingqiu's mind.

"So you're serious?"

Pei Miaode stopped his hand and waved his hand to disperse the two magic corpses, as if he was interested.

"Take it seriously, it's even more real than real gold!"

Seeing that Pei Miaode's attitude seemed to be relaxed, Yu Pingqiu was overjoyed and made an oath of heaven without saying a word.

"Disciple Yu Guangtianhu's Dharma name Pingqiu is now established..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Yu Pingqiu suddenly widened his eyes, turned his head with a distracted look, trying to look at Pei Miaode, as if he wanted to question why he was untrustworthy.

But a figure slowly emerged from the void.

If it weren't for Pei Miaode, who else could it be?

"I originally thought you were a fraudulent surrender and wanted to deceive me to relax my vigilance, but I knew that these are the only ways."

Pei Miaode saw that he was able to get it easily, and he was a little unbelievable.
Chapter completed!