Chapter 158 Kill without killing, killing ghosts without killing people

Author: Yi Jie Jingfu

The candlelight suddenly went out, and the room fell into darkness for a moment.

"Puchi" Hu Xinting spit out a mouthful of black blood, her head drooped strangely, her hands drooped, and the soul-summing bell and soul-gathering bottle rolled to the ground.

The man who had been watching the show raised his hand and waved his hand, and a few more candles were lit.

He came over and picked up the soul-summoning bell and soul-summing bottle, and the ease-free smile on his face completely disappeared.

"I was so proud of my talent, I didn't want to take action." He sighed, "Why do you have to travel thousands of miles to die?"

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On the other side.

Without the interference of the ringtone, a group of people stood up with their swords and joined the battle.

Li Wenhe saw a flaw in the black shadow and hurriedly threw out a high-level ghost-removing talisman, but the effect was very minimal.

He frowned, feeling something was wrong. This high-level ghost-removing talisman was painted by Mingzhu. Even if his magic power is not enough, the effect will be reduced, but it will not be so watery.

"It has a lot of anger, and the ghost-exorcist talisman is of course ineffective for living people." Mingzhuo answered his doubts, although the person in front of him was not a living person.

But the anger on his body is stronger than that of a living person. If he pretends to walk on the crowded street, no one can notice that this is an evil spirit.

Master Xuanmiao suddenly understood: "It swallowed a lot of souls alive, so it was so angry!"

Mingzhuo: "I have heard of a secret method. The evil ghost can be resurrected by swallowing a hundred souls born at the same time as him. It turns out that it is such a resurrection method."

Everyone looked at the black shadow in front of them, and could not agree that this was a "living person" no matter what.

Not only does it have a strong body, but its yin energy is also very strong. The black yin energy is continuous, and occasionally it is torn apart, but the exposed skin is stiff blue-black.

That is the color of skin that only dead people will have.

When everyone thought of this thing swallowing a lot of life souls, they shuddered.

Taoist Master Xuanmiao looked at each other, his face slightly darkened: "This thing cannot be kept, otherwise I don't know what kind of disaster it will cause. The Seven Killing Formation, Formation of Formation!"

Several Taoist priests quickly recited spells and began to form a formation, trapping the black shadow in the formation.

The black shadow seemed to realize the danger and began to rush everyone wildly.

It separated the black gas into streams, like tentacles, which quickly made everyone unable to withstand the formation and could not be formed at all!

The yin energy is too aggressive, and those with a slightly lower cultivation level cannot withstand it. They are hit and fall to the ground and cannot get up for a long time.

He Wangyao has been staying behind Mingzhu, "Boss, what should I do now?"

Mingzhuo thought for a while, bit his fingertips and drew a few times between Yang Juntong's eyebrows, "Put your defensive talisman and look at him!"

As he said that, he turned around and shouted, "Li Wenhe, come and see them!"

When Master Xuanmiao saw her rushing over, he was overjoyed, "That's great! My friend, you are so skilled in Taoism. Let's form the Seven Killing Formation together and strangle this thing!"

Mingzhuo: "No need to be so troublesome."

Master Xuanmiao didn't quite understand what she meant. How could he destroy this thing without forming a formation?

He has been specializing in the formation and knows that only the formation can exert its maximum power. For example, the seven-man formation is indeed 14 times the power it exerts.

Of course, the higher the mana power of the formation, the more powerful the person exerts.

It all depends on the strength of the team.

Mingzhuo: "I have the thunder talisman."

"But the Tianle Thunder Talisman should not be of great use. After all, this thing is so angry that it can protect the yin energy..."

Just as Master Xuanmiao was about to say that it was a bit of a waste of resources, he saw Mingzhu take out two thunder talismans and throw them out.

Master Xuanmiao: "..."

No, are treasures like your Tianlei Talisman used so casually?

The lightning struck by the sky thunder talisman was filled with fire, and the black shadow began to burn, and the strange smell of burning flesh came, and most of the black yin energy disappeared, revealing a figure with skin and flesh blooming flesh.

The thing's eyes were red, and the flesh on his body began to automatically repair it. He still had an unparalleled power when he punched him. Obviously, the Heavenly Thunder Talisman could not kill him at all.

Master Xuanmiao's face changed slightly, "No, so we are no match for it!"

Taoist priests use magic swords, not real swords that can be used to open the blade. You can kill ghosts, but you can't kill people. How can you fight this?

Mingzhuo took out the peach wood sword and "just kill it directly."

The black shadow stopped, and it looked at Mingzhuo with its red eyes, with a strange and hoarse voice: "You can, the Taoist Three Divine Swords."

He paused and said, "But, the Taoist Three Divine Swords, kill them, do not kill them."

The Taoist Three Divine Swords, Han Guang, Xiao Lian, Cheng Ying, are invisible and intangible. They kill but do not kill ghosts but do not kill people. Like Xiao Lian, although they can split a human body, they will heal in an instant and will not cause any harm to the human body and soul.

As if responding to it, the rich anger wrapped it up.

Those magical instruments sensed a strong anger, lost their direction, and fell into everyone's hands.

This was like responding to Taoist Xuanmiao's words, and everyone's faces changed.

Mingzhuo: "Then you are wrong. My sword can cut the floating clouds up and the earthly scriptures down. Everything in the world cannot be cut."

When she spoke the last word "Slay", she was full of murderous intentions. The invisible sword light squeezed the air and slashed over with terrifying power.

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"Ghost servant, come back!" The man in white suddenly opened his eyes and threw out the soul-gathering bottle.

"Looking for death!" His face was gloomy and he rang the soul-suming bell without hesitation.

The ringtone ringing sounded, as if it could shatter people's souls, and the effect was not the same as that of Hu Xinting when used.

This is the real power of the soul-summoning bell, which comes from the underworld, cleansing the soul and shocking the spirit platform, which is difficult for gods and ghosts to stop.

What's more, they are just a few monks on earth.

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"Swish!" The defensive talisman resisted the last blow, completely failed, and instantly burned.

He Wangyao looked down at the defensive talisman that was burning into ashes in confusion. At that moment, he didn't even understand what was going on.

He blinked his eyes and suddenly felt so sleepy, his whole body became lighter, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

...Sleeping like a ghost! He had not experienced the existence of the soul and had an instant alertness in his heart and took out a talisman from his bag.

This was sent to everyone on the plane by Mingzhuo, so she was willing to use it. Because the output was too low, she only saved four of them recently.

He was worried that he would break it, so he kept it in his bag, almost losing his life.

The soul that was almost out of his body fell back again, feeling a sense of security.

Li Wenhe pressed Yang Juntong's body, "Come and help hold him!"

Yang Juntong was most affected by the ringtone, and his whole body was twitching, and even his soul was about to appear, but he was firmly nailed to the spiritual platform by the blood talisman between his eyebrows.

On the other side, Mingzhuo's sword fell, and the ghost servant tried his best to mobilize his vitality to resist, but he was still penetrated by a sword.

It has been dead for too long and for too long. It should not be able to feel physical pain, but it feels like it is cool.

"You, your..." It spoke in a hoarse voice, as if it wanted to say something, but fell head-on.
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