In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

Seeing the thousands of dead souls pouring in, Wang Yu lost his mind for a moment.

With his one-knowledge martial arts cultivation base, it is actually not difficult to deal with this approaching dead soul.

However, if he really killed so many dead souls, Da Guangming Temple would definitely lose face.

After all, people in Buddhism pay attention to compassion.

How could he commit such a big murder? !

Although he really wanted to kill these dead souls right now, and slapped Wang Xin again.

But as the direct disciple of the third elder, he couldn't tarnish the reputation of Da Guangming Temple.

This was the last thing he could do for the Third Elder.

As the dead souls got closer, Wang Yu could only sigh secretly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a blazing golden light flew towards him in an instant!

With lightning speed, it pierced directly through Wang Xin's head, ending his life!

Until the last moment, the expression on Wang Xin's face was still so crazy and arrogant.

But as the golden light flew away, his body still fell down suddenly.

The thousands of dead souls scattered in an instant after losing control.

They began to dance chaotically in the backyard, each with a maddened expression.

They have been driven by force for so many years, and now they are free, and they don't know what they are going to do.

Fortunately, the damage to the back door was not serious, and these souls hadn't escaped yet.

However, this is only a matter of time.

If it is not dealt with, the dead souls will escape sooner or later!
Suddenly, the golden light started to fly back and landed in Ji Fanxing's hands.

As the golden light dissipated, Wang Yu also saw the golden light itself.

This is a golden long spear with many beautiful spiral patterns on the body.

The body of the gun is slightly curved, but its coercion makes Wang Yu's gaze fixed!
Because, the coercion emanating from that long spear is astonishingly at the level of a demon god!

If there is no accident, this should be a martial arts sacred weapon refined from the spine of a demon god!
This kind of fetish is extremely rare even in the whole week!

After all, ferocious beasts of the level of demon gods have a strategic position in the demon clan.

This kind of monster is usually the ancestor who sits in one side, how can it be killed so easily?

What's more, even if its spine is taken out, it is difficult to refine it into a martial arts holy weapon.

There are very few people who can refine this kind of spine.

Except for some top sects that have such craftsmen.

There are only some imperial craftsmen in the Great Zhou Palace.

How could such a rare fetish fall into the hands of this woman? !
Judging by her cultivation, she is just an innate master!
To put it bluntly, she is not worthy of such a fetish!

However, Wangyu will not do it easily.

After all, a person who can possess such a fetish will never have a lower background than Da Guangming Temple.

Moreover, he is an upright and upright Daguang Temple, so how could he take action to snatch this fetish?

If he was really desperate, he would tear his skin open and grab it.

He thinks that he may not be able to beat Ji Fanxing who is holding a martial arts sacred weapon!

As a result, the scene fell into silence for a while.

But Ye Chen's heart began to ring.

[Hahaha, okay, the sixth princess did a great job! 】

【The demon monk is finally dead, hey, he should have died a long time ago. 】

[From the very beginning, there has been so much nonsense that it almost makes my ears feel cocooned. 】

[Don't you know that the villain died because of talking too much? 】

【Also, this forgetful speech is also a hypocritical thing. 】

【If he wants to kill, he will kill him. Why are you being so hypocritical? 】

[Do you have to care about the face of Buddhism?How much is this stuff worth? 】

【If my master was messed up like that, I would have killed him a long time ago! 】

Ye Chen complained about the two of them from the bottom of his heart.

Usually, most of Ye Chen's complaints and inner voices are about Ji Fanxing.

But now that Ji Fanxing heard the words, he still nodded silently.

I think what Ye Chen said makes sense.

What is the purpose of forgetting words and cultivating Buddha to the end?
For strength?
If it's really for power, then what's the use of being cowardly? !
Besides, if Ji Fanxing hadn't rescued the dead soul this time.

Then I guess there is really no way to deal with this forgetting.

After all, he is deeply influenced by Buddhism now.

Da Guangming Temple, which gave him the magic medicine, is regarded by him as the object of gratitude.

Therefore, he will definitely do his best to maintain the image of Daguangming Temple.

"Forgetfulness has been solved by me, what are you going to do with the remaining souls?"

Ji Fanxing asked abruptly, his tone very cold.

Although they are hostile to Wangxin, there is no such thing as an enemy's enemy is a friend.

"These dead souls are all over the sky now, and they will rush to the outside world soon."

"They have deep grievances. If they are not dealt with in time, they will definitely endanger the world."

"These dead souls arise because of you, Wang Yu, as a Buddhist disciple, you should know the method of salvation!"

Ji Fanxing's voice was flat, without the arrogance of the instant kill Wangxin before!
Hearing this, Wang Yu smiled wryly.

"This benefactor, although this incident happened because of the poor monk, the poor monk also has a heart and powerlessness."

"Although my Da Guangming Temple is good at supernatural powers, the number this time is really too much."

"And as the benefactor said, the resentment of these dead souls is too heavy."

"It's very tricky to measure one, let alone thousands of degrees?"

"With the cultivation base of the poor Taoist, it is the limit to save dozens of people, and it is really impossible to deal with thousands of people."

After saying these words, Wang Yu's face was still extremely calm.

Not a hint of shame.

Seeing Ye Chen felt a little angry.

[This stinky monk, after talking for a long time, isn't it just that he can't clean up the basket he made? 】

[You still speak so confidently, fresh and refined? ! 】

【Young master has opened his eyes today. 】

[Buddhist monks are hypocritical. 】

Hearing Ye Chen's voice, Ji Fanxing also frowned.

Hearing what the monk Wangyu meant, could it be that he was about to slap his ass and leave?
He can't be saved by a monk, so is he still counting on them to save him?
"Since you can't get over it, it's easy."

"This girl just kills all these dead souls. They are all dead anyway, so it doesn't matter if they die again!"

Ji Fanxing sneered, her methods have always been so tough.

You don't degree, do you?That old lady was all killed!
In short, these dead souls just can't go out to harm people!
Monk Wangyu was taken aback and said hastily.

"This benefactor, you must not be so impulsive!"

"?!" Ji Fanxing turned his eyes, and asked back, "Monk, you don't handle it yourself, and you don't allow me to handle it, what do you mean?"

"The lives of these dead souls are their lives, but the lives of the people outside are not their lives?"

"Poor monk..."

Wangyu is somewhat incoherent.

I do not know what to say.

Suddenly, he looked at Ye Chen at the side, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen His Highness the Holy Son."

[Yo, you just found me now? 】

[Where did the eyes grow just now?Ass? 】

Hearing Ye Chen's inner thoughts, Ji Fanxing almost couldn't help laughing.

This Ye Chen can still hold grudges like this.

"Well, what's the matter?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"The poor monk would like to ask His Highness to help save these dead souls." Wang Yu said respectfully.

"Huh? Please let me go to the rescue?"

Ye Chen's eyes widened.