Wenxiang Bodhisattva stared motionlessly at Dai Yangqiu's Dharma image, his eyes a little blank, and it was not clear whether he was thinking or in a daze.

After a moment, she nodded.

"Okay, you go."

The Bodhisattva Wen Xiang stood on tiptoes and jumped forward slightly. Clouds suddenly formed on the soles of her feet, which were not stained by dust. With a little jump, she stepped on the curling green smoke and soared straight up.

She originally had a pink neck and slender limbs, but now she was allowed to stretch out. From a distance, she looked like a crane dancing in the air, which attracted another wave of obscene remarks from the prisoners.

Mozang stepped aside and made a spell with one hand.

"It's like seeing fire through a hole, and the vacuum can cross me."

Two balls of golden divine fire suddenly ignited in his pupils, and the world in front of him quickly faded away from its original colors, leaving only black and white.

On the contrary, the few people fighting in the field were particularly conspicuous, their bodies aroused all kinds of brilliance, and the veins of their true energy flowing became clearer and clearly visible.

In the sky, the battle situation also began to change.

Earthy yellow smoke is constantly escaping from the gaps in the Tianlao stone bricks. The dance of Wen Xiang Bodhisattva is fast and slow. Every sharp turn makes the smoke disperse a little faster. The thick smoke gradually covers it.

Her figure.

Zheng!

The sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the smoke surrounding Dai Yangqiu dissipated. There was an inexplicable chain around his neck that was as thick as a bowl.

Wenxiang Bodhisattva didn't know when he came around behind him, stepped on the back of his neck with one foot, and the chain in his hand fell straight.

Dai Yangqiu's tightly closed eyes moved, and a look of pain flashed across his face. The locks tightened, and veins popped up on his exposed skin. The back of his hands, neck, forehead... all the blood vessels in his body seemed to burst.

, through the skin, you can also see the yellow brilliance swimming in the meridians, and the intertwined roots are extremely penetrating.

Tianhuo Tiebang's offensive immediately slowed down a lot. Cui Xiaoniang took this opportunity to jump back to Mozang, turned to look at his relaxed look, and suddenly became very angry.

I wish I could blow his bald head off with one punch.

"You haven't done anything yet?! If I can't deal with him this time, I'll deal with you first!"

"Oh, don't worry, look at it for a while."

The chains tightened tighter and tighter, and the tightly closed palm of Tianhuo Iron Arm finally couldn't help but open.

There is a small vermilion ball embedded in the palm, which is completely out of proportion compared to the huge palm holding it. If you are not careful, you can't see it clearly. You just think it is a red mole on the palm.

After touching it, I knew what it was.

"It turns out to be the Three Poison Fire Pills... Li Gongtian's magical weapon was actually refined into his own Dharma. It's quite thoughtful."

Cui Xiaoniang asked curiously: "What is that for?"

"Well, see for yourself."

As the Three Poison Fire Pills were activated with all their strength, the bulging blood vessels on Dai Yangqiu's body surface were gradually smoothed, and the smoke that had previously penetrated into the seven orifices was also sucked away bit by bit by the Fire Pills.

The chain suddenly began to tremble violently. Wenxiang Bodhisattva immediately straightened his waist and bow, and even in his busy schedule, he did not forget to click on his mask to change his expression.

>︵<

She almost couldn't hold it back anymore.

Mozang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved to her: "Now that we know it's the Three Poison Fire Pills, we have a way to deal with it. You should come back too."

Crack!

The chains shattered, Dai Yangqiu opened his eyes suddenly, and a tyrannical aura suddenly broke out on him!

"Thieves, please leave!"

Dai Yang Qiu's beard was furious when he came out of the trap, his body was surrounded by fire clouds, and he came towards the three people from the Wu Sheng Sect to kill them.

Wen Xiang Bodhisattva took advantage of the situation and retreated. Cui Xiaoniang gritted her teeth and was about to step forward when Mo Zang's calm voice came to her ears.

"You go and unlock the door. Leave the rest to me."

Cui Xiaoniang glanced at him in surprise, her eyes flickering slightly, but she said nothing and turned around to walk towards Sikong Jian.

"Where to escape!"

The speed of the fourth-level warrior was so fast. Dai Yangqiu rushed in front of several people almost instantly, his Dharma Aspect danced wildly in the wind, two huge bronze iron arms held together, and the Skyfire Giant Hammer slammed down!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Mozang took off his cassock, threw it forward, and hooded his head towards the opponent.

The Qibao cassock is also a treasure. Once it comes into contact with Dai Yangqiu's released energy, it expands rapidly, like a big net trying to isolate him.

"You think you can trap me! I'll burn it now!"

Dai Yangqiu was furious and spit out a red fire dragon.

He was a little impatient by the Wusheng Cult's successive tricks, and felt as if he had punched cotton. He wished he could burn his cassock immediately and have a head-on showdown with the feminine and gentle lady opposite him.

But to his surprise, the red fire china went straight through the Qibao cassock and rushed towards Mozang.

Dai Yangqiu hesitated for a moment, but didn't hesitate.

That's fine...burn him to death!

Mozang didn't panic and let the fire sting bite his body, causing the lining of the monk's robe to burn at the slightest touch.

The fire swept through his body, and he was bathed in the fierce fire, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his expression was very relaxed.

The monk's robe was quickly burned to ashes, and his upper body was gradually exposed in front of everyone. Only then did Dai Yangqiu realize that the monk's body was covered with all kinds of embroidery.

It is not unusual for men in the Zhou Dynasty to embroider flowers and embroideries. They usually embroider birds, animals, flowers, ghosts and gods. There are also embroideries with ambitions, such as "Kill thieves with all your heart", "Serve the country with all your loyalty", etc.

What Mo Zang stabbed was a picture of hell.

As if he noticed that Dai Yangqiu was staring at him, Mo Zang did not hesitate and showed it openly: "Wearing a tube head, the little monk is wearing a flower embroidery, is it handsome?"

Dai Yangqiu was not willing to give him a good look and scolded him back: "Bah! Hozen with a bird in its mouth!"

Mozang smiled and shook his head, closed his eyes, clasped his hands and recited the incantation silently.

"The Golden Canal, under which are all variegated diamonds, with six billion seven-jeweled lotuses in one water, equal to twelve yojanas..."

Dai Yangqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition.

The embroidery on the other party's body actually came to life, twisting and turning as if it was about to jump out of the body!

"...The king of wish-fulfilling pearls, the subtle light, the hundred-jewel colored bird, the harmonious singing and elegance..."

Although Mozang spoke quickly, he spoke every word clearly and unambiguously. Because of this, Dai Yangqiu felt even more uneasy.

The magical power of incantation that makes this demon so cautious is definitely unusual!

"Ahh!!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Dai Yangqiu roared to activate the Dharma, trying to tear the cassock apart, just give him a few more breaths, give him a few more breaths...

"Like the law of vacuum, the fifth view, the door of water thought of merit, opens."

Mozang finally finished reciting the last word before his cassock broke. He stretched out his finger and scratched the ground. The embroidery on his body penetrated underneath along the finger. The ground of Guishui Prison was split into two in an instant!

boom!!

Time froze at this moment. Dai Yangqiu vaguely heard a huge roar, but could not find the source of the sound.

He reacted immediately, it was the voice that sounded directly in his mind.

The ground suddenly emitted a faint blue light. Dai Yangqiu lowered his head, and the crack drawn by Mo Zang was slowly opening on both sides.

Like a door.

"This is……"

Dai Yangqiu's eyes widened and he hurriedly rose into the air, but a strong suction force suddenly came from behind the crack in the door. Even his escape method could not escape him. His shoulders seemed to have carried him to the Taihang Prince's House, and he was pressed down hard.

Return to the ground.

The moment his feet touched the door, a cold current rushed straight into the sky.

Dai Yangqiu groaned, and activated the Three Poison Fire Pills with his thoughts, but the door also reacted at the same time, and the dense brilliance turned into rippling blue waves and spread to the four walls of the sky prison, reflecting the place into an underwater world.

Countless water-blue transparent plankton flew out from behind the door, scrambling to get into the Three Poison Fire Pills. After a while, the Fire Pills shattered!

Without the protection of the magic weapon, Dai Yangqiu couldn't even hold on for a second under Shuixiangmen. The cold spiritual energy traveled from the soles of his feet through the eight extraordinary meridians in his body, and he was directly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Victory or defeat is decided in an instant.

Mo Zang was so indifferent that he let go of his hand and closed the door under his feet again.

Everything that just happened seemed to be just an illusion, all traces disappeared without a trace, only the ice hanging from the skylight witnessed the battle between the two.

Mozang walked up to Dai Yangqiu, who still had a surprised expression on his face, but had no breath at all.

"It is indeed remarkable that you can refine the Three Poison Fire Pills into your natal Dharma. However, if the Fire Pill is broken, your Dharma will naturally disintegrate as well. Dai Guantou, you think this is smart, but you are misunderstood by cleverness.

?”

Of course, dead people cannot speak.

Mozang smiled nonchalantly, picked up the Qibao cassock on the ground, and walked towards the cell where Sikong Jian was imprisoned.

However, just as he turned around, the ice sculpture suddenly cracked!
To be continued...