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To pay with flesh and blood and eliminate evil obstacles is already the end of the end of Dharma.

But the fortune teller didn't hesitate at all.

"Okay, then what should I do? Master, please give me some advice."

Ye Lan was not stingy, and actively directed him to make the soul-inducing lamp, arrange the seven-star array, and then find the position of the sealing array eye, and sit in it.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to see him dragging his tired body to work, and they launched a barrage below.

'Is there really no other way?Isn’t the anchor super powerful? Why send him to death? It’s so cruel! '

'The life of a villager is life, and his life is also life. This wave of anchors can't understand it and have lost their followers. '

'I've lost my fandom too. If the masters are so cold-blooded, I'd rather not watch them. '

……

The audience couldn't accept Shen Suanzi's generous death, so they left their posts one after another with declarations of "dropping fans". Some went to Shen Suanzi's live broadcast room to persuade him.

Unfortunately, as he was running out of gas, he no longer had the energy to read the barrage. He just placed his phone where he could hear the sound, sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, and closed his eyes in concentration.

At this moment, although his robes were covered with dust, his hair was disheveled, and his face was withered, he unexpectedly possessed a trace of compassionate Buddha nature.

Ye Lan, who was on the other side of the screen, saw this and nodded slightly. He also used ancient coins to create a seven-star array, and then held the little paper man next to Ah Yue in his arms.

5 minute later.

The screen in the live broadcast room flashed.

At first, everyone thought it was simply a poor signal, until someone with sharp eyes noticed that the camera on the operator's side was shaking slightly, and then they discovered to their horror that an earthquake was coming.

'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm so scared. It's my first time to see an earthquake live. '

The timid audience members were already crying in the barrage.

And more people were concentrating on the divine operator in the formation, and then they saw a thick fog floating around them. It seemed to have independent consciousness and slowly moved closer to the divine operator, wrapping it in in.

'What the hell is that? ! '

Ye Lan looked at the barrage, and now he started to explain leisurely, "It's the undead that have come out, and the number has reached a certain level, and ordinary people can see it with the naked eye."

While others could only see the thick fog, from her perspective, the surroundings of the Divine Operator were already full of ghosts walking at night.

Feeling the restlessness of the paper man in her arms, she reached out and patted it, and said softly: "It's not time yet."

At this moment, the audience did not pay attention to her words, they were all shocked by what they saw.

Even though they were separated from the live broadcast room, they could still feel the black mist getting thicker and thicker, almost like flowing juice, as if it would turn into a giant beast at any time and open its bloody mouth to eat the fortune teller.

'He will really die like this, Master Divine Fortune Teller. Although you are not very powerful, I admire your courage. I wish you a good journey. '

Everyone thought there was no way to save the day, so they spontaneously sent blessings in the live broadcast room and lit electronic candles. The atmosphere became extremely heavy for a while.

But at this moment, Ye Lan, who had been just watching from the sidelines, moved.

She placed the little paper figure on the table, which happened to be at the eye of the seven-star array, highly coinciding with the position of the divine fortune teller.

Then she stretched out a finger and tapped the paper man's eyebrows, her voice was ethereal and ethereal.

"Go."

There are no complicated spells and magic formulas, and there are not many settings for tributes on the incense table. However, this finger activates the formations on both sides and sends Ah Yue, who is living in the paper man, along the network cable.

The powerful transmission power caused the live broadcast room to fall into a black screen for a second.

'what's the situation?Stuck? '

'Wait a minute, this scene seems a bit familiar. Wasn't it like this when we dealt with Gumantong last time? '

'Oh my god, is the anchor casting a spell? '

It has to be said that once you stay in the live broadcast room for a long time and accept the world view of strange powers and chaotic gods, you will be able to guess many things with [-]% accuracy.

While Ye Lan was watching the barrage discussion, he was also waiting for the signal to be restored.

With her current ability, it would be too difficult and expensive to forcefully activate the teleportation array to send Ah Yue to the gathering place of Yin Qi, so she wanted to borrow the power of the network again.

I just don't know if it will work...

After more than ten seconds, the screen finally recovered after it was so stuck that tens of thousands of people were missing.

Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the other half of the screen, and slightly raised the corners of his beautiful lips as if confirming something.

At this time, the audience still didn't know what was going on, and neither did the fortune teller on the other side of the screen.

Although he decided to die, he would still be in a mortal body and still have to experience the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts, so he was naturally afraid.

So after sitting in the formation, he closed his eyes tightly to hypnotize himself. Even when the Yin Qi blocked his mouth and nose, he still held himself firmly in place, thinking that it would actually be good to die like this.

It stands to reason that the Yin Qi is so strong that in his current situation it should be fatal within a few seconds.

But one second, two seconds, three seconds...

As time passed by, his perception was still there, and a cool breeze blew up in the mountains at some point, which seemed to have blown away some of the stagnation, and it seemed that his breathing became easier.

The fortune teller thought it was his illusion at first, but after a while he realized it was not the case. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The surrounding area of ​​the sealing formation was supposed to be filled with thousands of ghosts crying and a terrifying scene of living hell, but at some point, a little bit of golden fluorescence appeared.

The light spots were mottled, like fireflies in the dark night, jumping closer to him and blending into his body bit by bit.

"This is... the power of wish?!" He raised his head in surprise and subconsciously looked at the mobile phone directly in front of him.

Ye Lan also knew what he was thinking, and explained in an unhurried voice: "This is the wish given to you by the audience in the live broadcast room."

People often pray to God and pray to God. In fact, these sincere petitions have a certain amount of energy and can help people realize their dreams.

Taoism calls this power of petition the power of wish.

The audience in the live broadcast room just witnessed the fortune teller's generous death, and were deeply moved. They lit candles on the barrage one after another.

These candles turned into power and injected it into the opponent's body, quickly repairing his hollowed-out body.

"So this is the power of wish..." The fortune teller looked at his intact palm and murmured to himself, but then he thought that if he failed to die, wouldn't those undead souls not be able to pass away?

He opened his mouth to ask Ye Lan, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong with the Yin Qi around him.

Yin objects that are suppressed under the seal and cannot be reincarnated will generate evil spirits and resentment, but these Yin objects in front of you seem to have been purified. What is going on?

"Hey, I haven't been so full for a long time..."

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a sigh from above his head. It was hollow and ethereal. The cold tone made him tremble all over. He subconsciously looked up and immediately came face to face with a huge shadow floating in the air.

The fortune teller: "!!!"