Clouds and mists swirled out, blocking the stands around them again. Countless figures began to fly by, and profound magic tricks continued to appear.

Liu Muqing won three battles in a row, and all the things he got were good. They were all from his Buddhist sect. In addition to the glass Buddhist bead, there was also a cloud boot and a golden monk's crown, which made him as alternative as a monk in the Tang Dynasty. However, these magic weapons were all extraordinary, and the Buddha power on it was boiling and powerful, and the power of pure yang was even more abundant.

"Boom~"

Liu Muqing held the Buddhist beads in his hand, murmured the Buddha's name, and punched the man opposite him on the nose. The huge force directly threw him out. Then a cloud appeared in the sky, and a colorful monk's robe gradually appeared in front of him.

He reached out to take the monk's robe, and Liu Muqing couldn't help but look satisfied on his face. The magic weapons he obtained were all unparalleled objects and could only be used with a little refining. A golden light flashed on the monk's robe, and it appeared on him the next moment.

"This is the rhythm of a suit, and I don't know what to do next. This Tianque Treasure Pavilion is really an interesting place!" Liu Muqing looked at his magic weapon and couldn't help thinking.

Although the magic weapons on this body are not as good as those refined by Zi Yan, they are unique because of the Buddhist tools. For example, the monk's robe looks extremely thin and has no defense. However, it is made of gold silk, with many Buddhist seals on it, as if it was branded, forming an extremely complex seal method.

For example, each of the glass Buddhist beads is the same size and although the colors are different, there is a blurred Buddha phantom engraved on each, just as these glass Buddhist beads are forged from relics. The powerful Buddha power is shocked even when Liu Muqing sees it.

As soon as he pressed his hand down, the light and shadow in front of him flashed, and a blood-red light suddenly enveloped the sky. A huge word for killing appeared in the air. Gradually, a figure slowly appeared opposite Liu Muqing, and the rolling yin energy emanated from his body, just like a group of demons dancing, making people feel heart and lungs chill.

"Huh...what's going on? Why did it suddenly change? Do you know what's going on with this?"

Liu Muqing felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but step back one or two steps, then squinted his eyes and looked at the person opposite. He clearly felt that the moment the person opposite appeared, a very strong murderous intent flowed out.

"This man actually wants to kill me...but I don't seem to know him!!" Liu Muqing thought secretly in her heart, and she suddenly became alert.

“Gagaha…”

Sharp laughter came from the opposite side, and an old man with an extremely pale face appeared in front of him under the fog. His eyes were like eagles, his screams were like ghosts, and his body was like nothingness. Countless yin energy rolled out from his body and rolled in, full of irresistible terrifying feelings.

"I thought who killed the corpse demon, it turned out to be a young man, boy, this is the Demon Evil Order. People with this thing can naturally launch a bloody battle against the people on the stage, and it will be a bloody battle that will never end. If you kill the corpse demon, then now I can only kill you, otherwise I will not be able to explain to Senior Jueyin!"

The old man with a ghost-looking face said with a chubby smile, holding a token that was pitch black into ink. There was a huge killing word on it on it, just like the word that appeared in the sky, as if it was engraved together.

Liu Muqing couldn't help but feel relieved. He looked at the other party and couldn't help but sneer: "Do you look at yourself too highly? Since I can kill the corpse demon, it's natural that it's not a problem to kill you. Are you just so anxious to come up and die?"

"Junior, I speak wildly. When I was a ghost cultivator, you were not born yet. Now you dare to talk to me like this. I want to pull out your true spirit, use the fire of the yin to burn it every day, and destroy it for me!"

The black magic order in the hand of the ghost cultivator moved slightly, and the huge killing word in the sky shattered, shattering like glass, and then fell on the ring. In an instant, the ring with misty clouds turned blood red, like a sea of ​​blood, full of bloodthirsty killing aura.

A huge grimace condensed in the sky, and the surrounding yin energy was raging. The big grimace was full of vivid expressions. He smiled at Liu Muqing, and in an instant, countless miserable green flames formed around his body, burning towards him wildly.

Countless green flames flew over, Liu Muqing just took a light look, then looked forward with both hands, and drank the Buddha sound from his mouth. A huge golden flame emanated from his hands like a giant torch, instantly squeezed the green flames outside, and after a moment of smuggling them all away.

"Ah~"

The ghost face in the sky saw the ghost fire extinguished, and a crazy angry look appeared on his face. He opened his mouth suddenly, and a scarlet tongue ejected from his mouth, thrusting hard at Liu Muqing like a whip.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that you, a junior, still have some skills. You can even find something like Buddha fire. No wonder the corpse demon ancestor was destroyed by you. You are simply his nemesis, but I am not that easy to deal with. Have a taste of my methods, the Underworld Soul Whip!"

The rampant voice of the ghost cultivator sounded in the void, and his voice was everywhere, but he could not find any source. The spiritual consciousness of Liumuqing had already come out of his nest, but he did not find anything unusual at all. The miserable green face seemed to have an extremely special magical use, which could actually isolate the spiritual consciousness to peek.

"It seems that only by breaking your face first can you find the real master~"

Liu Muqing shouted loudly, waved his palms upwards, and suddenly, colorful Buddhist beads flying out of his hand. As they rolled in the air, countless pure Buddha powers emanated from it, and the sound of the Sanskrit sounds were singing, as if countless Buddhas were chanting scriptures.

"Ao~"

The moment the golden Buddha power wrapped around the face, countless smoke rose around. The extremely yin ghost face was restrained by the extremely yang Buddha power, and countless smoke rose in an instant, as if it had been purified.

“Woo~”

A sound of ghosts and wolves cried and wolves sounded, and countless ghosts suddenly flew out from the eyes of the ghost face. Each ghost had blood red eyes, and evil spirits spread in its body, and resentment surged into the sky. After these ghosts appeared, they rushed directly to the golden light, and rushed towards the Buddhist beads in ignorance, hoping to destroy them immediately.

"It's so crazy. I didn't expect that you are such a thing as the Ghost and Underworld Shura, you are so careless!" Liu Muqing's face changed again and again. He suddenly formed a seal with his hands, and countless Buddha power condensed from his body, and gradually gathered between his sealing palms.

The sound of Sanskrit was everywhere in the sky, and a huge angrily vague statue appeared in the void, accompanied by countless thunder sounds, full of uncontrollable power.

"Drink~"

A loud shout sounded, and Liu Muqing stuck out his hands suddenly. In an instant, the glaring Vajra phantom in the air punched the opposite face with a punch. The huge fist accompanied by thunder sound, and the violent energy kept tearing the void. Wherever the fist shadow passed, countless ghosts were torn and dissipated.

"Squeak~"

The sharp ghost roar suddenly sounded, and a miserable green light continued to fly out, and some yin energy talismans continued to appear from it, just like the flying fireflies constantly hitting the huge fist. However, this was just a mantis arm to drive the car. Under the golden fist, no matter how powerful these talismans were or how profound these talismans could not stop the fist from continuing to move forward.

"Broken~"

The Buddha's power surged in Liu Muqing's body, and the golden Vajra phantom in the sky became clearer. The huge fist fell into the sky and instantly hit the ghost face. Then the arrogant ghost face shattered, and countless runes flew out of it, and then dissipated in the void.

The ghost shadow disappeared, and the dark sky returned to a clear and clear color. The ghost cultivator in the void was now looking at the magic weapon of ghost face in his hand with a look of distress. A huge crack appeared on the originally hideous ghost face, as if it was bombarded by someone.

Carefully put the magic weapon of ghost face into his pocket. Gui Xiu looked up at Liu Muqing, and his resentment and crazy expressions were constantly intertwined on his face. He suddenly stretched out his hands and touched several complex seal techniques in front of him. His withered hair was automatically absorbing all the yin energy around him. A small Nascent Soul in his dantian was now casting a spell with his eyes closed and his round face turned pale. It can be imagined how difficult and huge this spell was for him.

"If you want to avenge others, you must also see if you have the strength and die for me!"

The cloud boots under Liu Muqing's feet flashed, and his body disappeared in an instant. The next moment, it appeared again. On the top of the old man Gui Cultivator's head, a huge pressure fell, like a mountain of Tai.

“Ah~”

The ghost cultivator couldn't help but scream. He didn't expect that the opponent's speed was so fast. Before he could cast the forbidden method, he had already come to kill him. The defensive shield on his body did not play any hindrance and broke into pieces in an instant.

Liu Muqing waved his big hand downwards, and a golden big hand formed instantly. In this golden big hand, a whirlpool suddenly condensed in his hand. The powerful suction force continued to be transmitted from the palm of his hand, pulling the ghost cultivator's body to keep moving upwards.

"No...no... die for me~"

The ghost cultivator couldn't help but let out a sound of fear, but he no longer cared about the forbidden method in his hand. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. As the blood condensed, a huge ghost and god phantom appeared in the sky. The huge sickle tilted down, and the target pointed directly at the place where Liu Muqing was.
Chapter completed!