Pei Qiansui roared angrily, and the hands that were pressing on King Chu's body sank directly into the opponent's body, and then pulled out.
The soul refining hand can be used to refine the hand with the soul, and the soul can be refined with the hand. The soul can be transformed into nothingness, and it can reach into the sea of consciousness of the opponent's body, draw out his soul, and refine his soul.
The soul of the person touched by the soul-refining hand is imprisoned and unable to move.
Even though Pei Qiansui's soul-transformed hands were constantly being melted by the burning of Haoran's righteousness, he seemed to be unconscious, with a ferocious expression on his face, and slowly pulled an illusory figure out of Chu Wangsun's body.
That is the ghost of King Sun of Chu.
"Sages have benevolent hearts and are lenient towards others. It's not too late for you to turn back now!"
King Chu said, his voice still calm, as if the Yin Shen that had been extracted from the body was not his.
"Hahaha... you bullshit sage, go to hell." Seeing that Chu Wangsun's Yin Shen was about to be extracted, Pei Qiansui's face showed a look of ecstasy. Chu Wangsun was a half-step master, and his Yin Shen was solid. Compared with ordinary people, he naturally cannot directly refine and annihilate his Yin spirit.
But as long as Chu Wangsun's Yin Shen is extracted from his body, he can refine his Yin Shen with the impermanent crafty soul refining furnace granted by his master.
But when he pulled it halfway, no matter how hard he tried, Chu Wangsun's Yin Shen was like a rock, unmoving.
"ah……"
Pei Qiansui roared, and a pair of arms stretched out from the void.
The arm is as black as ink, as if it were imaginary but not real. There are strange and evil magic lines painted on it. The magic lines outline a human face on the back of the hand. The face is painful, twisted and resentful, as if there are countless voices intertwined into one, crying and wailing. , disturbing people's minds.
And somewhere out of sight, a series of transparent invisible tentacles stretched out from the mouth on the back of the hand, shaking and swaying in the air.
"Yin Shen, draw the devil's hand"
The next moment, the invisible tentacle on Chu Mo's hand penetrated Chu Wangsun's body and wrapped around Chu Wangsun's Yinshen.
With the addition of the Yin God, the Yin God of Chu Wangsun was gradually drawn out of his body.
At the same time, a strange-looking furnace appeared above Pei Qiansui.
The furnace is shaped like a human head, with scarlet blood spurting out between the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The spurted blood merges at the bottom of the furnace to form a raging bloody flame.
This is Pei Qiansui's impermanent weapon Soul Refining Furnace, which can refine all ghosts and ghosts in the world. As long as any ghost is not stronger than the master and is put into the Soul Refining Furnace, it will not be able to break free and will only die.
The so-called soul is melted and refined in a furnace, so it is difficult for a lonely ghost to see the sky. This is the case.
"Hahaha... Prince Chu, are you still alive..."
When Chu Wangsun's Yin Shen was pulled out of his body, the crowd on the soul refining furnace opened wide, trying to swallow Chu Wangsun's Yin Shen in one gulp. King Sun of Chu was too arrogant, so after defeating him, he neither placed any restrictions on him nor took away his crafty weapons.
A good swimmer drowns in water, and a confident person often dies of arrogance.
Therefore, today is the day when Chu Wangsun died.
"You are stubborn and unrepentant. It seems that you are hopeless."
In the air, the yin spirit of King Chu's grandson opened his mouth and regarded all Pei Qiansui's methods as useless: "The sage said: If you punish someone without teaching, you are called bad; if you teach but don't change, then punish him, that is called good!"
Following the sound, the yin spirit of the king and grandson of Chu continued to change and solidify, turning into the image of a sage with a wide robe and big sleeves, a square crown on his head, and a book on sages in his hand.
"The sages hold their bodies, evil spirits will not invade, and they will..."
The sages appear in this world and speak the Dharma.
The word "ding" came out with a majestic and solemn sound that resounded throughout the world. The guests in the restaurant, the soul refining furnace falling from the sky, and the grinning Pei Qiansui were all still.
"Sages hate evil, kill demons, and kill..."
When the word "诛" comes out, it's like the emperor is angry, laying down millions of corpses, bleeding for thousands of miles, and the restaurant is filled with killing in an instant.
First, the invisible tentacles wrapped around the Dharma of King Sun Shengxian of Chu disintegrated into pieces.
Then, Pei Qiansui's hands were broken at shoulder level.
There was also a bloodstain on his neck, slowly spreading.
The next moment, Pei Qiansui's head will fall off.
Pei Qiansui's pupils could not help but reveal a touch of shock and panic, but mostly regret.
He had clearly thought about it before, endured it, lay dormant, and then slowly took advantage of it, looking for an opportunity to kill the King of Chu and everyone present today to repay today's humiliation.
He had obviously endured it at first, but now that it was over, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.
At that moment, there seemed to be a voice in his heart, instigating him not to be patient, to kill the king and grandson of Chu, to kill everyone, to repay today's humiliation, to vent his hatred, his anger, his resentment, and his murderous intention. , like a volcano erupting in an instant, like a torrent bursting its banks, which could no longer be suppressed, annihilating his thoughts of bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden.
The only thought left was killing.
However, the feeling of regret flashed away in my heart, and now, everything is irreversible.
Since it can't be undone, then simply don't do it.
Isn't it just death? The death of a charlatan has happened since ancient times. What are you afraid of?
However, even if he was going to die, he couldn't make it easy for the King of Chu, or those who watched his fun and jokes. Even if he couldn't kill the King of Chu, he would still let others be buried with him.
"Hahaha... Chu Wangsun, don't you love being a saint? I will let you be a saint today." When Pei Qiansui's head fell from his neck, Pei Qiansui's evil hand suddenly broke away from the saint in the air. Under the confinement of the prime minister, Pei Qiansui's face appeared on the back of the demon-sucking hand, laughing loudly.
"I will bury all the people here with me today. Remember, they all died because of you and died because of you."
"If you can't save them, what kind of face will you have in the future, claiming to be a descendant of a sage? Hahaha..."
Following Pei Qiansui's maniacal laughter, the magic patterns on the demon's hand twisted and expanded, and the demonic energy overflowed. A breath of terror and destruction spread out from the demon's hand.
"The Yin Shen blew himself up, everyone get out of here."
Xie Taohua's expression changed drastically, and she took a few steps towards the outside of the restaurant.
But the others were still stunned in place, not knowing why.
Chu Wangsun also discovered Pei Qiansui's plan immediately, but it was too late to stop him, and his brows furrowed imperceptibly.
Pei Qiansui was ranked eighteenth on the list, and he was a genuine late-stage Tongxuan powerhouse. The Yin Shen's self-destruction was no small matter, enough to level all the buildings within a dozen feet in radius, including the first floor.
The first floor is the most famous restaurant in Beiyou. There are many customers every day. Moreover, the first floor is located in a bustling city and is surrounded by restaurants and restaurants. There are many people coming and going. Once Pei Qiansui's evil spirit explodes, the consequences will be disastrous.
He would never allow this to happen.
In a flash of thought, the book "On the Sages" in the hands of Sun Shengren, the king of Chu, slowly opened. Countless ancient seals flew out from the book, and the sound of reading aloud came and went, as if countless scholars were reciting the classics of sages.
The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs.
Immediately, the ancient seal script formed a mysterious pattern, like the boundless heaven, earth and starry sky, wrapping Pei Qiansui's Yin Shen.
"Buzz"
The moment the ancient seal wrapped up Pei Qiansui's Yin Shen, Pei Qiansui's Yin Shen also expanded to the limit and suddenly burst open.
The world trembled invisibly, but no sound was heard, but everyone felt a palpitation and fear in their hearts.
In the air, with Pei Qiansui Yin Shen's self-destruction as the center, a terrifying force spread out, and countless ancient seal scripts were shattered and shattered.
However, the ancient seal scripts are endless, constructing a profound and endless scene of the sky. The Yin God explodes, just like the falling stars in the endless sky. The stars are dazzling, but in terms of the sky, they are only a drop in the ocean.
A drop in the ocean makes no waves.
Therefore, no matter how terrifying the power generated by the Yin Shen's self-destruction is, it cannot spill out of that world.
I have a book that lasts forever, the sun sets and the moon sets in endless places.
