Chen Xingran dove into the water and sat down cross-legged at the bottom of the pool.

Chen Xingran doesn't plan to play anymore, he wants to return these evil spirits.

Chen Xingran, who was under the water, slowly seeped out wisps of black energy from his closed nostrils. This black energy was very active, but Chen Xingran casually drew a talisman and condensed it at the bottom of the pool.

As Chen Xingran exhaled the last wisp of black evil energy, a large black character appeared at the bottom of the pool. This large character was a Taoist mantra.

Chen Xingran was sitting on top of the big black characters, with a golden talisman floating in front of him.

It is this talisman that suppresses the evil spirit that is about to move at the bottom of the pool.

Chen Xingran flicked the talisman with his fingertips. The talisman was like a rocket, pulling the evil spirit at the bottom of the pool, rushing out of the pool, penetrating the wall, leaping a thousand meters away, and heading straight towards Shang Bing.

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At this time, Shang Bing was patting his chest to Yang Tianhuang to ensure that Chen Xingran would definitely be hit, but suddenly, Shang Bing's face suddenly turned pale, his heartbeat began to accelerate violently, and his stomach was churning.

"Ugh!" A cry.

Shang Bing vomited black blood all over the floor.

"What's going on?" Qian Ji asked in shock.

Shang Bingqiang held on to the last of his energy, and said with difficulty: "I've been bitten by the backlash! Come on, go and ask me, master..."

Before he could finish saying the word "master", Shang Bing passed out.

This strong evil spirit directly caused Shang Bing to fall into a deep coma.

"What a waste!" Yang Tianhuang couldn't help shouting as he looked at Shang Bing who fell to the ground.

Qianji called a few people and ordered them to quickly carry Shang Bing to Qin Haixia's studio.

After Shang Bing was carried away, Qianji asked for instructions: "Mr. Yang, something seems wrong."

"Isn't it just that Shang Bing's spell was backfired? Is there anything else wrong?"

Qianji is Yang Tianhuang's think tank. At this moment, Qianji looked worried and said: "Mr. Yang, the spell that Shang Bing arranged for Chen Xingran should be a very dangerous spell, but not only did this spell not cause any harm to Chen Xingran,

The damage was easily rebounded by Chen Xingran! From this point of view, Shang Bing’s Taoism is far inferior to that of Chen Xingran’s Feng Shui master!”

Qian Ji paused, and then continued: "Since Shang Bing is far inferior to Chen Xingran's Feng Shui master, then Shang Bing successfully cracked the incense-inserting longevity game before, which is very problematic!"

The gap in strength between the Feng Shui masters on both sides was so huge that Qianji began to suspect that Shang Bing had not cracked the incense-inserting trick arranged by Chen Xingran in Leyun Sky Tower.

At this time, Chen Xingran had already walked out of the swimming pool.

Chen Xingran changed his clothes, went out, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Leyun Sky Tower.

When Chen Xingran arrived at Leyun Sky Building, Chen Xingran looked at the Feng Shui pattern destroyed by Shang Bing and smiled slightly.

"If you are not good at studying, all you will destroy is the surface. The core of the Feng Shui pattern will still be there, and the effect of the pattern will not change."

Chen Xingran raised his finger in the air, and a talisman that activated the Feng Shui pattern was struck at the foundation of Leyun Building.

Just after Chen Xingran activated the Feng Shui pattern again, Yang Tianhuang, who was talking to Qianji, suddenly went dark. If Qianji hadn't supported Yang Tianhuang, Yang Tianhuang might have fallen from the stair railing.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yang Tianhuang felt that the tortured feeling before had returned again!

Yang Tianhuang was paralyzed, his muscles ached, and he felt nauseous. In short, this feeling made him feel like he was about to die.
Chapter completed!