Chapter 1823: Soul Sealing Jar

While devouring the Yang Qi with its own Yin Foul Qi, Old Lady Li's originally hideous and terrifying face turned even more twisted as it struggled, seemingly with the strength of a thousand pounds, pulling those eight old Taoists left and right, the ground was trampled out by those old Taoists to create a deep pit.

An old road is about to be unable to support, his face is suffocating red, seems to be dripping blood, he turned his head to look at the direction of the fat monk Hui Neng, very strenuous shouted: "helmsman …… quickly use the soul sealing jar …… The brethren can hardly hold out ……"

However, that fat monk is not idle, do not know when, his hands have been more than a black jar, that thing with ordinary pickles coarse ceramic jar is no difference, only the seal with a very large piece of runic paper pasted, the color of that runic paper is blue, above the drawing of a variety of runic, there are Taoist runic, there are also Buddhist scriptures, intermingled with each other, more mysterious and ill-conceived.

At this moment, that fat monk was holding that black jar, his expression looked a little nervous and excited, his hand tremblingly touched on that rune paper, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva hard, his mouth muttered to himself, "Amitabha Buddha …… sins sins sins… …Today old lineage had to open up a big kill ……"

Rambling on, the fat monk pulled off the blue paper talisman on that jar with one hand, and then aimed the mouth of that black jar in the direction of Old Mrs. Li.

After the jar was placed on the ground, there was a muffled "dong" sound, as if knocking on everyone's heart, in a moment, the whole world was quiet, even in the pain of struggling old lady Li stopped all the action, the pair of originally white eyes wide, in an instant turned into a blood red, the face once again become hideous, more hideous than any moment in the past, because that jar exuded a kind of horrible aura that even evil ghosts should be afraid of, not the Taoist's vast natural qi, nor the Buddhist's pure and open-minded compassionate qi, but an aura that was more evil than any evil ghost, and let Old Mrs. Li go completely crazy.

"Ah …… I want to kill you …… kill all of you!"

At this moment, old lady Li's resentment and violence reached its peak, it suddenly reached out and yanked a handful of thin threads made of pure yang qi, in an instant, a thick cloud of white smoke rose from its hand, the yang qi had already scorched it, and old lady Li endured ten thousand pains, and with a single push, she pulled an old Taoist in front of her, and with a single hand of a dried up hand, she choked the old Taoist, and that old Taoist was taken aback, and wanting to The old Taoist was so shocked that he wanted to escape, so he waved the peach wood sword in his hand and stabbed it towards that old lady Li's body.

Old lady Li's other hand reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword in his hand, and with a little force, the peach wood sword was entangled in black qi and turned into a pile of powder, which was blown away by the wind, and then, one of old lady Li's hands fiercely grabbed towards that old Taoist's chest.

Under this grasp, the dry hand pierced the old man's chest, directly from the old man's back out, at this time the old lady Li's hand also grasped a bright red heart of patience, still in the "thump" beating.

The old man stared at the eyes, only felt a cold heart, did not understand how it happened, want to look down, it has been lowered to the moment of the gas.