The Buddha's heart is immortal, and the candle fires will burn forever.

With this secret technique, the demon monk instantly transformed into a three-headed and six-armed immovable king.

The unmoved Ming Wang looked solemn, his arms were surrounded by the fire, and his three heads were glaring at the turbid space with blood and energy.

The majestic and immovable king just raised his hand and shook it gently, and the blood-colored tentacles wrapped around Li Xiaoyin's body retreated like a tide.

But at this moment, the blood-colored sword of the witch ghost also quietly flew to Li Xiaoyin's head.

The King of Ming was staring in the sky coldly. With just one glance, the blood-colored sword lifted above Li Xiaoyin's head could no longer reach an inch.

The next second, the witch ghost smiled:

"The incarnation of King Moving? Haha, it really looks like Chun Tuo back then! The fifth level of the spiritual realm can actually summon such a powerful Dharma image. It seems that your heart candle is very good!"

After saying that, the four witch ghosts' immortal souls merged together and turned into a stronger existence.

He raised the sword high and slashed at Li Xiaoyin again.

The blood-colored sword edge, which was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, broke through the layers of barriers and directly penetrated the palm of the Unmoved King.

The domineering and evil blood-colored sword edge still remained imposing at this moment, like a giant sword that cut through the sky, pressing down vertically towards Li Xiaoyin.

After the four immortal spirits were combined into one, the witch ghost's aura directly suppressed Li Xiaoyin so hard that it was difficult to move.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyin instinctively wanted to take out the little Bailing for himself to block the disaster, but his nature of being a human told him that this is unethical!

Seeing that the giant sword had penetrated his chest, Li Xiao couldn't help but leave blood behind.

"Evil Shark Thunder Bone..."

When Li Xiaoyin shouted out these four words, he didn't have much strength, but in order to throw Xiao Bailing out of the range destroyed by the giant sword, he decided to fight!

So, the tough shark ridge extended from behind him, sharp white bone spurs grew on both sides of his arms, and his sharp fangs showed a sparkling silver light.

His face twitched extremely. While gaining strength, the inner demon began to erode his heart bit by bit.

With the final awakening, Li Xiaoyin broke free from the blood-colored sword that had been inserted into his chest and threw the sleeping little Bai Ling away for a long time.

Seeing this, the witch ghost raised his eyebrows slightly high, and he snorted coldly: "Ignorance mortal, do you think I can't kill you like this?"

"Evil sword technique!"

In an instant, the figure of the witch ghost disappeared from the spot. The next second, he stood behind Li Xiaoyin like a ghost.

Li Xiaoyin was in a state of twelve minutes at this moment, but he had no idea about the whereabouts of the witch ghost. He only felt a sharp pain coming from behind and most of his spiritual power was lost.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly used the evil shark's body and escaped a hundred steps away in an instant.

But the witch ghost is faster than him. In his eyes, the evil shark is just a fish that swims extremely slowly.

At a distance of only a hundred steps, Li Xiaoyin seemed to be attacked at the same time.

When he fixed his body, the tough outer skin of the evil shark covering his body had been shattered.

"Zixiao Leizhu is mine!"

The witch ghost laughed loudly, and his figure quickly flashed in front of Li Xiaoyin.

He stretched out his bloody left hand and inserted it hard between Li Xiaoyin's ribs.

However, at this moment, the momentum of the immovable Mingwang below also accumulated to the extreme.

The golden angry Buddha flipped his hands towards the sky, and his golden giant palm hit the witch ghost like an irreversible torrent.

A look of fear flashed in the witch ghost's eyes, but desire drove him to get the heart candle in Li Xiaoyin's body first.

However, at the last moment, the witch ghost chose to retreat and subconsciously avoided the huge golden palm with a shiny height.

Reason told him that although Zixiao Leizhu was already within his reach, there was no need to take over the full blown attack from the unmoved Mingwang.

This is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the Immortal Lord. He let this palm fall into his body without any warning, and the witch ghost cannot guarantee that he will not be seriously injured.

The seven souls of the Immortal Lord are all dependent on life and death. As long as one side is injured, all the remaining six souls must be shared with each other.

Moreover, at this time, in the woods five miles away, I also divided three immortal souls to delay Mu Zixu's arrival.

Once your four souls are seriously injured, the remaining three souls will quickly weaken your breath.

If this is the case, with Mu Zixu's current strength, he can completely kill his soul!

It is simply not worth the loss to lose a soul for the Zixiao Thunder Candle that is about to be obtained!

The witch shook his head, and then stared at the unmoving Mingwang on the ground with fierce eyes:

"What a life-threatening guy. He dares to joke about his heart."

"Wait, that's Qingyu Fazhu?"

His pupils shrank and he became very happy in an instant.

You should know that the heart candle of a practitioner is divided into three, six or nine grades. The quality of the heart candle determines the innate basis of your qualifications.

The first, second and third grades are equivalent to the useless heart candle, which at best adds popularity to the cultivation world;

The fourth, fifth and sixth grades have the opportunity to impact the spiritual realm. Of course, the higher the grade, the easier it will be to impact;

And the seventh grade and eighth grade heart candle are nothing in the world:

The seventh-grade Xinzhu has the opportunity to compete for the position of the few immortal kings, while the eighth-grade has the opportunity to enter the illusory position of the gods!

At this moment, the witch ghost released his spiritual consciousness, penetrated the layers of barriers of the immovable Ming Wang Dharma image, and reached the heart of the demon monk Qingwen.

There, a candle full of jade was burning violently, and the dazzling Buddha light shone everywhere, and even purifying the witch ghost's spiritual consciousness that was attached to the evil spirit.

"Qingyu Dharma Candle, one of the top 18th grade heart candles recorded in Buddhist scriptures. No wonder you can use the full force of the Immortal Lord, so it is like this!"

"But I think you are a mere spiritual realm and are seriously injured. After using this attack, your spiritual power should be exhausted, right?"

The witch and ghost paused and grabbed Li Xiaoyin again.

"Golden light cuts randomly!"

Li Xiao was severely injured invisible, but he was not willing to sit there and wait for death.

He tried his best to use this seemingly killer move but actually escape technique, and rushed to the dome of this white world.

That's right, although the demon monk's golden giant palm just now did not hit the witch ghost, the overwhelming power bombarded this white illusion!

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

Faced with the threat of death, Li Xiaoyin burst out with great potential. With the witch ghost chasing with all his strength, he left with the protagonist's halo, like a stream of light.

At this moment, he was like a bird who had escaped from the illusion, dragging his body out of the illusion.

After Li Xiaoyin's vision disappeared in front of him, the aura of the demon monk Qingwen declined to the extreme, and the Dharma image of the immovable Mingwang had dissipated.

"I just realized the true Dharma when I was dying. The Buddhist wish to save me, and I am very lucky..."
Chapter completed!