Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

After Zi Lei dissipated slowly, the Qimen Bureau slowly revolved around Ye Xiang.

Three wonders, six appearances, eight trigrams and nine palaces, none of the monsters can survive, including the previous chasing jackal.

This scene shocked everyone.

This boy is so powerful, and such a thunderous method, I have never seen it before.

What is the strange game around it?

Qing Yunzi looked at the Qimen game under Ye Xiang's feet from a distance, and nodded slightly. The array and Qimen Dunjia, combined with his own thunder technique, is so powerful, it is really impressive.

Otherwise, it would not be so powerful just relying on the thunder method performed by Qimen Zhenxun.

Zixiao Lian?

It seems that it is a self-created strange way, and it is indeed a good name.

Naturally, thunder can refine all things, otherwise how could thunder and fire be the same.

He Liao stared blankly at Ye Xiang's scene from the sky, the whole strange gate just blocked the whole gate.

Just like Yuan Wu, one person guards one pass.

But different from Yuan Wu's boldness and passion, Ye Xiang's eyes are as indifferent as heaven, and his every move carries inexplicable majesty and coldness.

Facing the monsters that are still rushing to the level, the game of Qimen turns again.

"Li Zi, Chi Lian."

"Zhenzi, Baijiao."

The spiritual power of the middle palace is surging, and the corresponding departure and shock positions are transferred to the front of the gate.

Samadhi True Fire and dazzling white thunder suddenly bloomed.

The azure blue fire snake and dazzling white flood dragon howled and rushed towards those monsters, sweeping across the area densely,

The impacted monsters let out a shrill scream, and the real fire of samadhi burned their souls, and even burned off the marks of the fallen enchantment between their eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiang's eyes moved slightly.

It seems that the Fallen Enchantment royal family used the imprint of the soul to control these monsters to produce a beast tide. The true fire of Samadhi can burn the soul, but it happened to burn the imprint of the fallen enchantment.

In an instant, after the monster beasts in front of them regained consciousness, they saw that they were actually in the terrifying gate of suppressing monsters, and they were terrified all over, and ran back without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, before running down, the monster behind rushed up, devoured and tore apart without paying any attention.

If you don't rush up, you will be eaten!

Seeing more and more monsters rushing up again, He Liao was a little worried that Ye Xiang would not be able to withstand it, so he quickly said, "Ye Xiang, don't hold on."

However, Ye Xiang raised his head at this time, looked at He Liao and said, "Senior sister, hold on, I have a way to wake up these bewitched monsters."

He Liao was taken aback when he heard the words, and then flew to Ye Xiang without any hesitation.

"it is good."

Before Chi Lian and Bai Jiao had dissipated, He Liao quickly began to chant the wind spell.

Without conserving mental energy at all, two blue tornadoes tens of meters high quickly formed in front of her.

The two tornadoes didn't run around, they were fixed in front of the gate, and the monsters that rushed in were swept up directly, whistling and turning.

Seeing this scene, Ye wanted to feel relieved.

What's wrong, Senior Sister is still as reliable as ever.

With spiritual power surging in both hands, he began to draw talismans in the air, but this time all the talisman bones were made of Samadhi real fire.

It takes a few minutes to draw 72 talismans.

Without distraction, he stared intently at the talismans in front of him.

Every time a talisman is drawn, it will automatically rotate around the position of the Qimen Bureau under the feet. In the blink of an eye, 72 talismans are spread out in the form of a formation.

It doesn't need the weather and terrain, just use Qimenju as the heart of the formation and talisman as the bone.

Nine palaces and eight trigrams are burning!

"rise!"

Regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, Ye Xiang quickly expanded the strange gates under his feet, and the large array of talismans around him also spread accordingly.

"Sister, it's done!"

Ye Xiang looked up at He Liao and shouted.

At this time, the spiritual power of the Purple Golden Pill in the body was almost exhausted, and the Blood Spirit of the Throne couldn't resist being swallowed, and finally shrunk a circle,

He Liao nodded when he heard the words, and kept holding on to the two tornadoes, his pretty face was already pale, his mental and mana were almost exhausted, and he almost couldn't stand still.

She retreated quickly and saw Ye Xiang flying to the outside of the pass with a sky full of blue talismans.

Obviously, with the pattern of the Taoist array, the spread range is hundreds of meters, and all the monsters at the four gates are all shrouded below.

There are monsters and beasts below Zhenyao Pass, so don't worry about accidentally injuring them.

The nine palaces and gossip fiery formations in the sky corresponded far away to the strange gates under his feet. Ye Xiang lowered his head to look at the densely packed monsters.

Without hesitation, hold up the Taoism and start fighting!

The 72 pieces of talismans turned into pure samadhi real fire fireballs, and then guided by the array pattern, the real fire palace array covers hundreds of meters.

When everyone saw this scene on TV, they couldn't help being shocked again.

What skill is this?

Only those who really know about the Taoist profession, or those who inherit the profession, can recognize it.

This is not a skill, but a formation!

The power of the formation can be large or small, ever-changing, the small one can change the geomantic omen, the big one can bury thousands of troops, it is no exaggeration!

Ye Xiangyufeng stood in mid-air with a calm expression.

He read softly: "Fire palace rain dew, divine majesty and grace."

"The Vulcan has orders."

In the dark, an almost inaudible voice responded.

But only Ye Xiang could hear it.

In an instant, everyone felt the dryness and heat in the air, and there was also an inexplicable creepiness. It felt like a wave of hot air was pouring into the pores of their bodies, and it was straight to the sky.

The next moment, all the ace members saw a scene they would never forget.

The white-haired boy stood in mid-air, and the sky filled with flames turned into an ancient palace.

Ye Xiangteng soared up and was in the middle of the fire palace. After the strange gates under his feet dissipated, azure blue fire rained down hundreds of meters away.

This scene, the White Tiger Troop and the Killing Team saw it once, it was the time when the golden rain fell on Rihua Island.

But the scene and the sense of shock are far from being comparable to this time.

The rain of fire covered the area of ​​hundreds of meters, whether it was big or small, but it was all the fire rain of Samadhi real fire.

The rain of fire fell on the bodies of countless monsters, dipped into their bodies, and burned their souls.

Except for those very weak monsters who can't withstand a drop of fire rain, normal monsters can withstand a drop or two. The true fire of samadhi quickly burns away the fallen charm mark in their souls.

After regaining consciousness, seeing the corpses and blood of the same clan everywhere, these monsters turned around and ran away without saying a word!

More and more monsters are awake, but more crazy monsters are rushing up again,

Thousands of monsters quickly recovered, and the pressure of suppressing monsters and closing the four gates suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers looked up at the white-haired boy in midair,

I saw the purple robe on his body fluttering in the wind, protected by the Divine Fire Palace.