These people are either casual cultivators, or have no backers, not even a magic weapon. Under such crushing strength, what else can they rely on to win a glimmer of hope apart from magical talismans?
there is none left.
“I really don’t know the heights of the world.”
The red-clothed Ghost King covered his wrists, the anger in his heart becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
This group of monks actually acted as if they didn't exist.
"Mu Shu, please be careful! I can't swallow this breath!"
Speaking of ghosts filling the sky, Ghost King Wu Ling wanted to go on a killing spree. He had been locked up here for so long and suffered every day. These people should give him a blood sacrifice today.
The killing begins now.
Qi Yuan withdrew his gaze and said that those in the Yimen were still holding magic weapons to resist, and their spiritual power was injected into the heavenly seal. A jade seal was suspended above everyone's heads, and the faint light made the Ghost King frown in discomfort.
Things that get in the way.
The heavenly seal resisted most of the ghost energy, but when the ghost king Wu Ling was distracted, the demonic merits and virtues protected him and attacked the ghost king.
When they fought, the ghost king in red was afraid of the power of merit, and for a moment he was at a disadvantage.
How come both of them have the power of merit?
Being suppressed and beaten by a spiritual creature, Wu Ling became more and more embarrassed, and his murderous intention became stronger.
Mu Shu raised his eyes and glanced at the monk in front of him, then looked at Wu Ling, who was suffering more and more injuries.
After being suppressed for so long, his impulsive and violent temper remains as strong as ever.
It's just that he has already been involved once, and he will not be so stupid as to underestimate the enemy and let himself be involved a second time.
He ran away first to absorb some souls and increase his strength. How could these people defeat him?
In other words, Wu Ling insisted on confronting these monks.
Mu Shu's body was filled with evil energy, the pressure on everyone doubled, and many magic weapons were damaged.
They couldn't bear it anymore.
"Let's exchange the talismans and leave some for us."
The sack was quite empty, but the Ghost King's attacks became more and more powerful, and none of them dared to hesitate.
The sack of talismans disappeared quickly, and the number of people working for Qi Yuan was almost gone.
Mu Shu discovered this situation after just a little testing.
Sure enough, fighting now is not the way out.
The evil spirit and ghostly energy impacted everyone, and just when everyone thought they were about to explain themselves, Mu Shu had already taken the opportunity to escape.
Qi Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the direction Mu Shu left, then looked away.
Those talisman formations are also quite fun.
Wu Ling got angry and fought with the monster. By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
The demon haunted the Ghost King and constantly used the power of merit to injure him.
If you are injured by the power of merit, the wounds left will not recover, and ghost energy cannot be condensed.
One thing brings down another thing.
The Tianyin restricted Wu Ling's power, but the demons who were also in it were able to draw strength from it.
One thing is going down, the other is going up, Wu Ling's defeat is certain.
"There is another one who has run into the formation and is waiting."
The demon trapped Wu Ling, who was still breathing, and disappeared in front of everyone after listening to Qi Yuan's words.
However, everyone in Xuanmen was stunned.
Aren't they here to fight?
Aren't they here to fight to the death?
That's it, gone?
Qi Yuan directly picked up the yin and yang stone in the center of the formation. The yin and yang stone had lost its effect and just needed a little merit power to activate it.
"888, go talk to Tiandao."
"Okay, Dad, what do you say?"
888 obediently waited for Qi Yuan to arrange it, and immediately went to bargain after finishing speaking.
"I have to spend so much merit to repair the passage of this Yin-Yang Stone, so I can divide it into three cents as the reward for this mission."
As soon as Qi Yuan finished speaking, 888's eyes lit up.
The calculation of its merits is separate from that of Dada. Even though Dada suffered a loss in this task, it can still receive merit.
Just after hearing what Qi Yuan said, 888 started to make plans. It might be able to share a long-term investment with Dada!
"Okay big, no problem big."
888 agreed immediately, it can also invest in Tiandao for long-term returns!
888, who has opened up new ideas, has already started chatting with Tiandao.
After solving the seal of Xishan, Qi Yuan left outside the passage.
"Master, are you still not leaving?"
Qi Yuan took the dying Ghost King Wu Ling with him, looked back and said doubtfully.
"Let's go back and celebrate."
Yuan He said with a smile that Xuanmen disciples followed Qi Yuan and left Xishan.
All the evil spirits in Xishan, including the Ghost King, are left to the demons to deal with.
Giving half of this merit to Wu Xun is considered a small sum of money.
It was unbelievable for everyone that a fierce battle ended with so much thunder and little rain.
Could this be the power of the Chosen One? ?
Qi Yuan: No, this is the power of krypton gold.
A group of people returned the same way, no longer as frightened as when they came, but instead worried.
They have been relying on "Tang Mingyu" for decades, are they starting to work now?
It was my first time to work for someone for free, and I was really a bit confused.
But this confusion did not last long. When they returned to the rotunda, they saw the even worse Ghost King Mu Shu and instantly woke up.
Those who work to solve the problem are also honest.
If you work for someone, wouldn’t you stop working if that person dies?
Look at the fate of the ghost king, and look at the cold fairy spirit floating in the air.
How could they have such dangerous ideas?
It can't be!
Not enough for a sack of magic talismans.
Qi Yuan threw away the Ghost King Wu Ling in his hand and almost carried him in one breath.
The two ghost kings, who had been so aggressive just now and wanted to go on a killing spree, now had only mottled souls left.
There was just a handful of evil spirit and ghost energy. Without the evil spirit and ghost energy to cover them up, the two ghosts Wu Ling and Mu Shu looked really pitiful.
Qi Yuan didn't even look at him, and directly formed seals with his hands to summon the underworld.
Soon the tall gate of the underworld appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone who didn't know that the underworld could be opened widened their eyes, unable to hide their surprise and confusion.
Everyone:???
The judge in the underworld walked out with Gui Cha slightly stiffly and looked at Qi Yuan.
The demon received Qi Yuan's look in his eyes and couldn't hide his excitement as he walked up to the judge with the two ghost kings.
Qi Yuan had already taken the time to tell the underworld about the demon entering the underworld to guide the divine beasts.
The underworld is short of people, and the demon is very powerful, so the underworld is happy to get a lot of help.
"Sir, this is your identity token."
The judge handed the token to the demon with both hands.
"Please take good care of me in the future."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
The demon smiled slightly, took the token and replied.
The judge nodded with a fake smile, he is a person protected by the Immortal Lord.
He's not being polite, he really needs attention.
The judge looked at the two ghost kings with a smile, and the hand holding the judge's pen was shaking a little.
Is Lord Xianjun in a bad mood?
This method is more cruel than last time. How can you tell that they are the two ghost kings wanted by the underworld?
The ghost officers waited for the judge to finish recording, and quickly took the two ghost kings back to the underworld.
The judge tried hard to resist the urge to tremble in his calves.
Maintaining a serious and dignified image, he nodded to everyone and walked into the gate of the underworld.
After the gate of the underworld was closed, the judge and the ghosts rested together for a long time with their legs weak.
Don't laugh at anyone.
