The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Songkeli, laughed out loud, and was very proud, "The resentful mother hates the son. The resentful mother has already won, and the resentful son is not far away. Gather the mother and son's Youbu, and we can look forward to rising to the clouds."
Songkeli looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in a daze, and then gritted his teeth, as if his hatred was about to break through the sky.
"It's you, it's you!"
This middle-aged Taoist priest is actually the man who killed Ma Sanniang by lightning (Chapter 267)!
At this moment, both Song Keli and Yun Shu hiding in the space were sure that this was the mastermind behind the scenes.
The middle-aged Taoist priest saw the blood on Songkeli's soul getting heavier and heavier, and said proudly: "It's me!"
Hate it! Complain!
The power of hatred will improve the "quality" of the resentful mother, while high-quality ghost servants will improve the cultivation of the "ghost master".
However, although the middle-aged Taoist priest was proud, he did not look at the situation.
Even though he didn't know what "villains die from talking too much" meant, looking at Sonkri desperately trying to break free, he didn't dare to delay any longer.
"Evil seeds come to us, and ghosts are born in our hearts!"
A drop of blood from the tip of his tongue flew out of the middle-aged Taoist priest's mouth, turned into a bloody spell, and flew towards Songkeli.
At the same time, Yun Shu, who had waited for a long time but received no response from the "Mountain God", cursed secretly and finally took action.
A black puppet appeared out of thin air in front of Songkeli's soul and assumed the bloody spell for her.
At the same time, a giant golden hand had firmly landed on the palm of the middle-aged Taoist priest who was casting a spell.
This is the giant spirit technique that Yun Shu has performed before (Chapter 152), but because she has awakened the memory of the reincarnation of the true spirit, even if she cannot integrate these memories, the gods of countless years and the nine generations of great shamans have The memory he possesses also makes Yun Shu's strength make a qualitative leap.
At least when using divine power and shamanic witchcraft, I am more comfortable and at ease.
At this time, Yun Shu in the space clenched his five fingers tightly, and the giant golden hand outside the space also made synchronized movements.
But this time, Yun Shu didn't see what he wanted to see.
I saw a white light rising from the body of the middle-aged Taoist priest, which actually blocked the pressure of the giant golden hand.
Not only that, the backlash of the white light also made it impossible for the giant golden hand to make a fist, and the middle-aged Taoist priest took the opportunity to run out.
Then a white turtle shell covered with cracks fell from his neck and shattered into pieces.
Yun Shu's eyes flashed, and he didn't expect that this middle-aged Taoist priest with a poor face actually had a good-quality defensive weapon.
But so what!
How could the prey targeted by Yun Shu escape?
Countless white paper figures flew out from all directions and even from the soil, surrounding the middle-aged Taoist priest who wanted to escape, making him look like a silkworm spinning a cocoon.
It is not easy for silkworms to break out of their cocoons, especially since this is no ordinary paper servant.
However, a small three-inch paper figure holding hands and crossing its feet was no longer laughing and joking, but its body was glowing with green light.
“God said, Confinement!”
"God said, separate!"
"God said, Die!"
The power of one small paper man may be insignificant, but what about 1,800 of them?
Not to mention that behind them is Yun Shu, who can wield divine power and control rules.
Although the monks in Qin Xinjing (foundation building) have broken away from the ranks of mortals, they are not immortals after all!
The middle-aged Taoist priest was already cold before he could struggle, and he died miserably, being suffocated to death.
From the beginning, Yun Shu never thought about giving the mastermind a chance to defend himself or the possibility of survival.
As for what she wanted to know...
The soul of the middle-aged Taoist priest who had separated from the body was still a little confused for a moment, probably similar to the mood of asking "who am I", "where am I", and "what happened".
But soon, the middle-aged Taoist priest found out that he had died inexplicably. He was instantly horrified.
His instinct for danger was faster than his brain, so he had no time to think about it and ran away immediately.
But the little paper people are not vegetarians, not to mention that Yun Shu's sea of consciousness not only contains the red lotus karma fire that can temper the soul beads and peel off memories, but also the spirit of memory that can directly see through himself.
In order to prove to Yun Shu that she was really useful, the spirit of memory Bai Bai directly extracted the memory of the middle-aged Taoist priest with Yun Shu's consent.
Then Yun Shu took the soul that turned into a piece of white paper and the stand-in puppet that blocked the bloody spell for Song Keli into the space.
The red lotus karma fire directly tempered the soul of the middle-aged Taoist priest into a good-quality soul bead, while the stand-in puppet turned into nothingness in the flames.
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Songkeli, who had calmed down since the paper servant appeared, watched all this quietly.
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked like he could easily turn into a pile of rotten meat, and might soon become a delicacy in the stomachs of carnivores and insects;
Seeing his soul that had disappeared inexplicably but would definitely suffer misfortune, Songkri's face showed the satisfaction of having avenged a great revenge.
At the same time, the blood-red aura on her body began to fade, and she soon became what she had been like before she was alive.
Songkeli didn't know that there was a space ring hidden in her pocket, but she knew that the great shaman must be at the scene.
She bowed to the paper servant who had not disappeared and said, "Master Shaman, do you dare to ask Jing Guji if he is free from worries?"
Tu Xie, who stayed in Changbai Village, had already received news that Jing Guji vomited a mouthful of black blood, and a shadow of a talisman flashed in the blood.
Presumably, that is the introduction to the spell, and the seed for refining the "hatred child".
The paper servant and Yun Shu had a heart-to-heart connection, and now they were back to laughing and joking.
"Hee hee, the guilty will be punished! Haha, the child is safe!"
Songkri breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the paper servant again and again.
Suddenly, a furry fox emerged from the bushes, seemingly attracted by the blood on Songkeli's body.
But Yun Shu subconsciously felt something was wrong!
"Stop that fox!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the fox raising its head towards Songkeli's soul and trying to devour her.
Soon after, Yun Shu came out of the space with a calm face, holding a red lantern in his hand, which was the guiding light of Changbai Village (Chapter 124).
However, at this time, this guiding light had been refined by Yun Shu into a magical weapon of wish, which was called "Wanjia Lamp".
Yun Shu quickly put Songkeli's soul into the red lantern with his fingers and threw it to a group of paper servants to protect him.
Then she looked at the furry fox whose hair on the back of his neck was being pinched by a giant golden hand.
"Ghost-eating fox?
Haha, I didn’t expect that there are such rare species as the ghost-eating fox existing in this world.
But after all, there is no way to escape the fate of "people die for wealth and birds die for food"! "
The ghost-eating fox is about to break through the Tengyun (Golden Core) realm. Haha, does he want to be an oriole, or does he want to test her?
He had a good plan.
Unfortunately, he met Yun Shu.
The ghost who never plays his cards according to the rules will take revenge.
Not to mention ghost-eating foxes, but also ghost-devouring ghost foxes, it was not like Yun Shu had never killed his little pet ghost marten who took the demon pill and fed it to him.
With just a "click", the ghost-eating fox became a dead fox.
