The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 130 The short-lived darling of heaven (52)

"Yes!"

Jing Rui looked at the blood-red night sky and sneered.

Uncharacteristically, Jing Zhao invited a monk and a Taoist priest to practice in the palace.

No one knew how much his third brother hated this kind of magic stick.

Therefore, when the commander of the dark guard said that Jing Zhao made the noise, Jing Rui became calm instead.

"Let him go, I want to see what he wants to do!"

After Jingrui finished speaking, he took the concubine beside him and went back to bed.

Commander of the Dark Guard: ...

He opened his mouth, wanting to express his doubts, but it seems that there is no need...

In fact, according to Anbu's news, the Third Prince's move was very big this time, and it seemed that even His Majesty had already controlled it.

But there was no movement from the national teacher, so he didn't speculate further.

Moreover, the third prince really hates those strange people, warlocks.

This time they easily found out that the Third Prince was looking for someone to perform tricks in the palace.

It's just too weird, and very abnormal.

Let him, the leader of the dark guards, lose his judgment.

And when he returned it to Jingrui, his reaction was also...

One last look at the door of the prince's room, there was already a woman's joyful and painful voice.

The commander of the dark guard's face froze and walked away quickly.

Let's keep an eye on the direction of the palace tonight, he always feels that something is about to happen.

However, Jun Anzhi is here.

Something really happened.

Her guess came true, and the national teacher who had been shrinking her head like a tortoise all along showed up.

When they were about to break through.

"What did you do?" Jun Anzhi looked at the blood-red sky and asked sharply.

"I didn't do anything. It's you who are doing the magic, right?" The Imperial Master recognized Jun Anzhi's spirit body at a glance.

"You are the little girl in the Junfu? I didn't expect you to succeed..."

The national teacher stared at Jun Anzhi, looked and looked, and then said regretfully.

"You think that I have never achieved anything in my life."

"You are wrong. Even if you never achieve anything in your life, I can still help you." The Imperial Master stared at Jun Anzhi greedily.

"Heh!" Jun Anzhi sneered.

The body of the original owner is mostly watched by ghosts or people, but now she, Jun Anzhi, is taking over.

Does the host want to pull out a hair on her body!
"Taoist!" Hui An ran out of the Moon Tower with a cold face.

"It's a failure!" Jun Anzhi spat out four words coldly.

Hui'an's breath was momentarily unstable.

Looking at the slowly disappearing souls howling in the formation, Hui'an's eyes turned red.

"Where's the soul in the gossip formation?" Hui An looked at Jun Anzhi hopefully.

"It's flowing back into the soul refining formation." Jun Anzhi closed his eyes.

She had thought about countless possibilities, but she never thought that the national teacher would destroy the soul refining formation in spite of everything, and wanted to refine all these souls!
"Have you been preparing for this move for many years?" Jun Anzhi stared at the national teacher with murderous intent in his eyes.

"That's right! My master is truly a man of gods, even a person like you came into the world." The national teacher clapped his hands proudly and laughed.

"By the time I left this world 20 years ago, I had arranged this formation in case of emergencies."

At this time, the national teacher was standing on the eaves of a corner of Wangyue Tower. He was standing with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and a blood moon was behind him.

Jun Anzhi raised his eyes and looked around, visually observing that the aura of the entire capital was distorted by this formation.

In fact, there was already a commotion in the palace.

Tonight's situation is bound to get out of hand.

"Seventeen." Jun Anzhi waved to the shivering Seventeen.

"Yes, Daoist." Seventeen.With a solemn face, what he saw and heard tonight is probably the nightmare of his life.

He actually saw a ghost, and many, many ghosts were drawn out from Wangyue Tower.

Then, the national teacher activated some formation to bring the ghost drawn out by the Taoist priest back into the building.

And he witnessed with his own eyes what it means to be dissipated.

He saw tens of thousands of souls disappearing from this world with howls.

What the preacher meant was that they will no longer be reincarnated, and there will be no traces of them in the world...

And the instigator, the national teacher, is looking like pointing the country, high above the cornice of the Moon Tower.

It really makes people want to hate him so much that he wants to go up and give him a knife!

"Inform the prince that the worst has happened and let him prepare in advance!"

Jun Anzhi closed his eyes, watching the steady stream of souls being turned into ashes, and slowly drew out his sword.

"Yes!" Shi Qi turned around and left, he didn't want to stay in this ghostly place for a moment, it was too scary!

"Boom!"

Jun An's gaze!
Unexpectedly, the monk did it first.

Hui'an usually has a gentle and noble monk image, and Jun Anzhi sees in him... murderous aura!
Yes, I saw murderous intent.

The murderous aura on the monk's upper body can be exchanged for substance, he directly sacrificed his magic weapon - the golden bowl, and threw it at the national teacher.

"You can't get out!" Unexpectedly, the national teacher laughed loudly, and didn't even look at the golden bowl that was attacking him.

Sure enough, Jin Bo stopped a few feet away from the national master.

It's like it's blocked by something.

"You trap us and want to practice together with us?" Jun Anzhi immediately saw the difference in this formation.

"That's right! This formation was specially designed by my master to deal with you." The national master smiled happily.

"Master set up this formation and asked me to wait here for someone to break the formation.

When the formation is broken, I will activate the Heaven-Slaying Formation inside, so that his plan can be realized..."

"Zhu Tian?" Jun Anzhi sneered again and again, "If you want to kill me, do you rely on a formation?"

As she spoke, she swung the mahogany sword towards the barrier.

"bump!"

"Damn it!" Jun Anzhi cursed in a low voice.

The firmness of this enchantment surprised her endlessly.

"Boom..." Huian also directed his magic weapon to hit the barrier heavily.

But nothing can shake it!

"Hahaha……"

Seeing the two of them in a mess in the formation, the national teacher couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

"I have been guarding for 20 years, thinking that I will not wait for that person's arrival when I die, but I didn't expect that Master's wish will finally come true today."

"Where is your master?" Jun Anzhi stopped his hands and asked the national teacher.

"Of course, Master, the old man has gone to his original world." The national teacher looked at the distant starry sky with a frenzied expression.

"Run away?" Jun Anzhi's face darkened.

"My master has been in this world for more than 100 years, what's so strange about leaving this world?"

Jun Anzhi unfolded his powerful spiritual consciousness and scanned the entire Shengjing. He really didn't have the powerful aura of a Taoist.

"Stay in this world for 100 years..." Afterwards, Jun Anzhi whispered.

So that Taoist really left this world?
"In that case, I won't act anymore..."

Jun Anzhi directly pulled out his body.Cup's sword plunged into the ground.

"Rumble..."

Following her movements, in an instant, a thunder-like sound came from the ground.

muffled incessantly...

The proud National Preceptor suddenly changed his expression.

"You are prepared, and I have prepared a lot!" After finishing speaking, Jun An's hands kept forming seals.

As she sealed the seal, the underground sound became more violent.

The entire palace seemed to feel the shock, and some old buildings shook so that the tiles fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)