Chapter 2387 One Thought Becomes Holy and One Thought Becomes Demon

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The smile on the fifth Qingtong's face became more and more maddening, and it became more and more sinister and strange.

Looking at Ye Hong, he said word by word, "This powerful magic power is called [Ice Devil Bone Erosion Dao]!

To cultivate this way, one must harvest and replenish the bone marrow of a hundred people in order to achieve small success.

Thousands of people's marrow can only be accomplished!

After entering the body, it has the effect of eroding bones and freezing blood!

Ye Hong, are you feeling uncomfortable now?

Hahahahaha!

kneel down!

Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can give you a whole body! "

Looking at the distorted face of the fifth Qingtong, who was getting more and more crazy, Ye Hong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Ximen Qingcang's demon blood and demons slaughtered the Ximen family!

Needless to say, this Ice Demon Bone Erosion Dao must have sacrificed many innocent lives.

Thinking of this, the anger in Ye Hong's heart was like a furnace, burning his nerves!

If the fifth family is not eliminated for a day, the world will not be peaceful for a day!

He slowly stretched out his right hand and said indifferently, "Even with one hand, it can kill you."

The black light instantly condensed on it.

Nocturnal photos!

Looking at the deep black light, the smile on Wu Qingtong's face slowly disappeared, and he frowned and asked, "What kind of power is this?"

"The power to kill you!"

As soon as Ye Hong's icy voice fell, the divine light flew out.

Fifth Qingtong's eyes narrowed, and his enlarged arm stood in front of him.

Black ice cubes condensed in his hand.

Although Ye Shen Shen Zhao shattered these ice cubes, it did not deal a substantial blow to Wu Qingtong.

Ye Hong frowned slightly.

Through these two rounds of fighting, he has roughly understood the strength of this ice demon bone erosion.

Not as good as Ximen Qingcang's Demon Blood Demon Seed Dao, but far beyond the ordinary Dao meaning.

The current strength of the fifth Qingtong is probably between the ancient Taoist warriors and the ancient Taoist practitioners.

But what he didn't know was that the fifth Qingtong was even more astonished than him.

The divine photo just now, only a little bit could hurt her arm!

This was something that had never happened after she became the Ice Devil Bone Erosion Dao.

Thinking back to the last time the two fought, Ye Hong still needed Jingong 56 to save him.

But it has been a long time since I saw him, and he has grown to such a terrifying state.

This person must not stay!

To stay is the greatest scourge to the Fifth Family!

The murderous intention towards Ye Hong in my heart suddenly reached its peak!

She waved at the hundreds of people she brought with her and ordered, "You guys go and deal with the old bald donkey, leave this kid to me!"

After that, he bullied him again and shot at Ye Hong one by one.

The battle group between the two gradually left the altar.

Ye Hong parried with the divine photo, but glanced sideways in the direction of the altar.

The clan guards of the fifth family have already rushed to the altar.

However, there are countless puppets in front of them.

In the distance, Mu Qingjue's face was icy cold, and there were continuous seals on her hands.

One after another, puppets emerged from the ground and wrapped around the clan guards, preventing them from approaching the old monk Jiudeng.

Seeing that the battle situation there didn't seem too pessimistic, Ye Hong concentrated on dealing with the fifth Qingtong in front of him.

The right hand took out the mini statue from his arms, and the divine breath poured into it.

"hold head high--"

With a majestic dragon roar, a huge night dragon spear appeared in Ye Hong's hand.

At the moment of appearance, Ye Hong rewarded Wu Qingtong with a reward.

"boom--"

Black beams of light passed through the air.

The fifth Qingtong was horrified in an instant, and felt a strong aura of destruction from this beam of light.

She didn't dare to take it hard, and the beam of light flashed past.

"Boom! Long!"

The beam of light shot through the stone room and directly created a hollow passage on the stone wall.

A faint light emerged from the entrance of the passage.

This blow directly pierced the stone wall of the stone room!

"Gudu-"

Fifth Qingtong's throat trembled for a moment.

But Ye Hong missed a hit, but he didn't mean to stop at all, and he chased after the iron while it was hot.

For existences of such a level to have tricks, their aura is extremely important.

The fifth Qingtong flashed once, and his momentum weakened by a layer.

Ye Hong seized this opportunity and kept shooting black beams of light, so that the fifth Qingtong could only be tired of dodging.

The more the fifth Qingtong flashed, the more flustered he felt, and the more he wanted to retreat in his heart.

"Don't procrastinate, and quickly take away the old bald donkey of Jiudeng!"

Shouting to the distance, the fifth Qingtong slowly retreated in the direction from which he came.

Ye Hong saw what she was thinking, picked Ye Long and stuck it tightly, not giving her a chance to help those clan guards.

On the edge of the altar, the battle between the clan guards and the puppets continued.

It's just that these clan guards are all warriors with fighting skills, and Mu Qingjue's puppet can drag them out for a while, but not forever!

Hearing the order of the fifth Qingtong, the clan guards attacked more and more fiercely, breaking through the puppet's interception one after another, and the old monk Li Jiudeng was getting closer and closer!

Looking at the murderous clan guards, the old monk Jiudeng sighed.

"Looks like I have to invite my old friends."

The nine-color Buddha beads in his hand suddenly dimmed.

The nine colors of light all turned into pitch black in an instant.

Even the white beard and hair of the old monk Jiudeng turned the same black in an instant.

The nine dots on the top of the head are like nine deep black holes, and like nine bloody mouths.

Those eyes that were originally calm and peaceful were now flashing with bloodthirsty and murderous light.

A strong jet-black demonic energy, like a waterfall, fell from the old monk Jiudeng.

If the demonic energy on Wu Qingtong’s body is a small stream, the old monk Jiudeng exudes a sea of ​​demonic energy!

This sudden change turned the entire battlefield into petrification.

Everyone's eyes turned to the old monk Jiudeng in awe.

Ye Hong's mind was awe-inspiring, but the words that the old monk Jiu Deng said not long ago appeared in his mind.

"The old man has no name, no name, no sect, no sect. Some people call him a holy monk, and some call him a devil monk."

At that time, I couldn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, but until this moment, Ye Hong's heart was shaking.

One thought becomes holy, one thought becomes a demon, this is the real old monk of Nine Lamps!

The rich demonic energy spread from the feet of the old monk Jiudeng, spread from the altar, but entered the sarcophagus in the stone room.

The originally silent sarcophagus began to tremble.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

......

One figure after another jumped out of the sarcophagus.

These figures were wearing dark robes, and two large characters were printed on the chest of each robe.

His face was stiff and pale, and his eyes were out of focus, like a walking corpse.

The appearance of these figures made Ye Hong think of a term - zombie!

"What the hell is this?!"

Fifth Qinglan looked at the zombies with a look of astonishment.

Then he ordered coldly: "All the clan guards, leave them alone, the target is the old bald donkey of Jiudeng!"

The bloodthirsty eyes of the old monk Jiu Deng swept the surrounding lightly, and the corners of his mouth evoked a touch of coldness.

The cold voice spread all around.

"Old friends of Tai Dao Sect, let them see what the real Dao is!"