The girl adjusted the small box again, making the Buddha sing louder. She was chanting mantras quickly. Bai Zimo was far away from her. Although he couldn't hear clearly what she was chanting, he could see what she was chanting.
With the sound of her spell, the black energy on those wronged spirits became lighter and lighter... Although Bai Zi remained calm on the street, his heart skipped a beat and almost sank to the ground. This girl has such strong spiritual power! It's better than Yi Qingchen's.
I don’t know how much stronger her spiritual power is. And looking at her skills, it seems that she is not inferior to him: "Could it be that this is really Yi Qingchen's genius sister?! Yeah, if she wants to help Feng Yiying, I'm afraid his
The plan has completely failed!" As he was thinking about it here, he suddenly heard the piercing screams of the innocent souls who had been redeemed, and they started running rampant in the big gossip. They seemed to want to pounce on them. Bai Zimo sneered in his heart, these
He had participated in the creation of the Wrongful Spirits, so it was no wonder that some Wrongful Spirits knew him. When they saw him at this time, they were naturally filled with hatred, and the black energy that had just faded around them became thicker again. However, although they were angry, they could not break through.
The barrier formed by the Eight Diagrams... The girl seemed to be surprised. She tapped the small box and turned the Buddhist chant to the maximum volume. Then she moved her fingers, and streaks of faint golden light emerged from between her green-white fingers.
Like a tangible and qualitative rope, it bound those restless souls. At the same time, she said in her mouth: "Hey, dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, this life is over, and the next life can be pursued! Om, eh, ba
, Mi,..." Those evil spirits rushed left and right for a while, and when they saw that they could not break through the barrier set by the girl, they became dejected. Amidst the double superlative sounds of Buddhist chants and mantras, the figures finally gradually changed.
Faint, and finally turned invisible... It wasn't until the last soul disappeared that the girl stood up. She wiped the sweat from her smooth forehead with her hands, and her eyes suddenly looked at Bai Zimo like cold lightning: "These wronged souls
Why do they seem to have a grudge against you? Could it be that their deaths have something to do with you?!" Bai Zimo's face was filled with confusion: "How could it be? These things are innocent souls? Didn't you bring them? How do I know them?"