Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Qin Mu's expression changed. In fact, except for Master Yuanrong, who was sitting firmly like a bell, the rest of the people were somewhat shocked by what they saw.

No one thought that the formation that Master Yuanrong arranged silently and secretly could be of such great use.

Everyone had the same thoughts, and only hoped that the formation arranged by Master Yuanrong could stop Fang Ye's blow.

"In this situation, we don't need to worry too much." Meng Chan said, turning his gaze to Master Yuanrong who was chanting sutras in a low voice, "It seems that Master Yuanrong's formation can last for a while, maybe it can be used in the formation." Before the method was broken by Fang Ye, he thought of a way to deal with this matter."

This matter refers to how to capture or annihilate Fang Ye alive.

Everyone knew this matter well, and no one said anything about it.

"All of us together, can't we have the strength to fight against Fang Ye?" Xiaoyue was the one with the lowest strength among all the people present.

But as long as she doesn't compete with a few of them, and picks out a random person from the crowd, Xiaoyue's strength is actually outstanding.

"Not sure." Qin Mu replied briefly.

It's not that he hasn't considered Xiaoyue's idea.

It's just that Fang Ye's strength has improved almost in the blink of an eye now, so it's difficult to accurately assess how far Fang Ye's strength has reached now.

"Why don't we give it a try?" Meng Chan also had some thoughts on what Xiaoyue said.

While talking, Fang Ye got up again, and he looked aggressively at everyone in the barrier, especially Master Yuanrong who arranged the barrier.

"You guys are too naive." Fang Ye's voice sounded very deep and hoarse.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition rose up.

"What is he trying to do?" Sweat slowly broke out from Xiaoyue's nervous forehead.

Meng Chan played his bamboo flute again, silently and Fang Ye.

In the past, he was not only capable of fighting against Fang Ye, but even strangled Fang Ye on the spot.

Looking back now, I feel somewhat regretful.

If Fang Ye could have been strangled early, these troubles would never have happened.

But Meng Chan thought again, and it was true that no one could have predicted that things would develop to this point.

Meng Chan sighed, but happened to do the same thing as Qin Mu.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled wryly, without even saying a word.

All this was just a momentary effort, and the blackness all over Fang Ye's body began to gradually fade away.

As if dissipated.

"Is he trying to fight us with all his strength?" Xiaoyue's voice inevitably trembled when she spoke, and she took a deep breath to stabilize her mind, "If he really thinks so, no matter what you do, I will Those who are willing to use their lives to try to strangle him."

As a member of the supernatural department, you cannot let the demons and ghosts that harm innocent people continue to wreak havoc.

Although Xiaoyue felt the fear in Fang Ye's heart, she also shouldered her due responsibilities.

"Not necessarily." Qin Mu, who had carefully observed Fang Ye's changes, suddenly said, his brows were tightly frowned, "Look carefully, it's not that the black energy has dissipated, it's because he is emitting bursts of white light for some reason. , covered the black air."

Hearing this, Master Yuanrong, who was chanting sutras, stopped abruptly and looked at Fang Ye.

At the same time, Master Yuanrong flipped his left hand and took out the bowl that was in his sleeve.

Then the bowl was turned to the outside of the house, and when everyone was wondering, Sheng Ru inside was released.

"Master?!" Meng Chan was surprised, and they all thought that Master Yuanrong had sent Sheng Ru to his death.

Qin Mu put his hand on his shoulder, signaling him to be calm.

The moment Sheng Ru appeared in front of everyone, countless vines appeared from all directions.

In just an instant, the whole room has been surrounded.

As for Fang Ye, the expression on his face was still the same greedy as before.

The white light touched the vines that protected the house, and then the vines withered at a speed visible to the naked eye as if they were suddenly sucked out of life. They withered a little bit and gradually fell from the top of the house.

Sheng Ru's face was pale, she could stand up well, but now she couldn't stand up anymore, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground.

"Sheng Ru!" Seeing this, Qin Mu stretched out his hand to lift up the sleeve of his left arm, and then muttered something.

The golden dragon on his left arm suddenly began to move slowly as if it had been infused with life.

The next moment, with a dragon chant, the golden dragon left Qin Mu's arm and hung in mid-air.

It opened its mouth and spit out a pure golden ball of light towards Fang Ye.

The ball of light approached Fang Ye, knocking Fang Ye back a few steps.

But at this time, Fang Ye, who was originally expressionless, showed great desire in his eyes.

"Evil dragon..." Fang Ye murmured, his tone full of greed, "My evil dragon, you finally came out."

Afterwards, the white light and black energy around Fang Ye's body continued to entwine, making his body suddenly several times larger.

"He is..." Xiaoyue's face changed suddenly.

Meng Chan played his bamboo flute, bursts of blue spiritual power burst out, enveloping everyone present.

"Qin Mu's benefactor must have his own ideas." Master Yuan Rong was very calm, with calm eyes.

He stretched out his hand to move towards the bowl, the bowl had been hovering in mid-air since Sheng Ru was released, and now it seemed to have found the backbone, and quickly rushed back to Master Yuanrong's side.

Then Master Yuanrong let out a low shout, and the bowl suddenly became several times bigger, and flew out of Master Yuanrong's hand, and it just flew to the roof of the house.

At the moment when the Buddha's light was shining, Fang Ye also successfully attracted the evil dragon to his side.

Qin Mu's expression was very dignified, but he didn't panic at all.

Fang Ye's face was full of fanaticism and madness that could not be concealed. He couldn't wait to reach out to the evil dragon, wanting to devour the evil dragon and completely let the evil dragon belong to him.

But the moment his hand touched the evil dragon, the black energy on Fang Ye's body seemed to be out of control, pouring out crazily.

Qin Mu had a bad premonition, and quickly made a fist to protect Sheng Ru and himself.

At this moment, Fang Ye's body swelled up like a balloon.

The next second, there was a loud noise.

Fang Ye's painful roar also sounded.

And three days later, the explosion in this place appeared on the news.

The female announcer on the screen used a pure and round voice, "Three days ago, an explosion occurred in an abandoned house in a remote area of ​​the city. There were no casualties, but a large area of ​​nearby plants died. The specific cause is still under investigation... "