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The situation suddenly changed, and the drastic changes caused panic among people outside.

"what is that?"

"Such a strong smell of resentment!"

"What happened in there?"

"Grandma..."

"Little Sister..."

Bai Banxia and Lekong looked at the foul air rising into the sky and couldn't help but start to worry about Lin Fuping who was inside.

"Junior sister, you must be okay!"

"Amitabha, Mr. Lin, it all depends on you."

...

In the ancient city, Lin Fuping stood behind Jueming, his palms sweating under the protection of his golden light.

Tsk, there are so many! How long will it take to purify all this foul air?!

Lin Fuping has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Donor Lin, start the purification!"

Jueming said something, and Lin Fuping stretched out his hand from the golden light barrier and released the Forget-Sorrow Song.

In the dark foul air, there were golden spots of light. These spots of light were like torches in the night and lighthouses in the sea. Although they were small in range, they were so conspicuous. Although the light was weak, it was endless.

Lin Fuping's fingertips trembled. Although Wangyouqu restrained the foul air, he was facing too much now. It was so cold and painful.

The foul air was chilling and piercing, like a bone-gnawing poison, spreading from Lin Fuping's fingertips to her entire body. The speed was slow, but it was real.

If Lin Fuping had not taken the back door of the Heavenly Dao to improve his body training to the bone training level, he would have been swallowed up by these foul airs long ago!

Shit! I’m not going to die here!

Feeling that the foul air had spread from the fingertips to the knuckles, and that the foul air behind it was as overwhelming as if it were real and had not diminished at all, Lin Fuping couldn't help but feel a little bit of retreat in his heart.

Can I really purify myself?

Lin Fuping thought so.

"Mr. Lin, calm down!"

Jueming's voice was like a magic needle that calmed Lin Fuping's uneasy heart. At the same time, a warm current flowed from the Buddhist beads that Lin Fuping put in his arms, passing through his whole body and converging towards his fingertips.

Unlike the restraint of Wangyouqu, Jueming used absolute power to force the foul air out of Lin Fuping's body. However, the two forces expelled each other, and the consequences were borne by Lin Fuping, because their battlefield was inside Lin Fuping's body.

"Donor Lin, I am about to open the barrier!"

Seeing that the power had spread throughout Lin Fuping's body, Jueming opened the barrier, moved his feet, came behind Lin Fuping, put his hand on her shoulder, and the foul energy that was no longer blocked swallowed up the two of them.

It’s different, really different!

This was completely different from the foul air that Lin Fuping had encountered in county towns and big cities before, both in terms of quantity and quality.

If the foul air encountered before was a light breeze and drizzle, then now it is a violent storm with hail, which is not only difficult to walk but also painful.

"Abbot..."

Lin Fuping narrowed his eyes and looked behind him.

She wanted to ask, your purpose of coming here is not just to inject this power into my body. If so, why did you come here in person?

Mainly because it hurts so much, Lin Fuping needs to find something to distract himself.

Jueming saw it, and after thinking about it, he felt that with her intelligence, she would figure out some things sooner or later, so why not tell her now.

"Master Lin, back then, your majesties used their bodies as weapons and their souls as locks to seal the evil spirits, and then used the spiritual power of His Majesty Jiang Weiqiu of Tianqi to suppress them. Finally, Her Majesty Yun Chao, the Queen of Yuluo, sacrificed herself to complete this formation that lasted for tens of millions of years.

But the foul qi can affect people's minds, and even the Mahayana stage cannot completely avoid it. Their souls and the foul qi are completely integrated, and now it's just that the rational side suppresses the chaotic and violent side. "

Lin Fuping couldn't feel the pain now, really couldn't feel it.

She asked in a dry tone:

"Merge into one? The rational side suppresses the chaotic side? What if it can't be suppressed?"

"If you can't suppress it, you will have to face the foul air and the spiritual attack of a cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana stage at the same time."

The invisible Yunhua said this in the dark and foul air.

Lin Fuping was silent!

"Abbot, you can beat him, right? You can do it!"

Lin Fuping looked at Jueming expectantly, and Jueming slowly shook his head at her expectant gaze.

"This poor monk is just an avatar with a wish. I can protect Mr. Lin, but I don't have the ability to fight."

"so..."

Lin Fuping spoke with difficulty, looking at Jueming in disbelief.

"So you, Mr. Lin, are needed alone to fight against His Majesty Yunhua."

"hehe..."

Lin Fuping laughed dryly twice. She finally understood why Yun Hua wanted her to break through to the Mahayana stage before coming back.

"Abbot, you really have great trust in me!"

Lin Fuping gritted his teeth and said

Is this something a human would do?

Letting a weak person in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm fight against a person at the peak of the Mahayana Realm, is this something a human could come up with! ?

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin. I will definitely protect you and won't let anything happen to you."

What's the point of protecting me? Do you think I can beat him?

"Abbot, I think we should take a long-term view!?"

No matter how serious the situation is, we can't give up our lives!

Jueming was not surprised to see Lin Fuping showing signs of retreating. If a Void Refiner didn't show any respect towards a Mahayana cultivator, then he would be a fool.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin. I haven't finished what I want to say."

Lin Fuping opened his mouth silently, wanting to say something dirty, but he didn't have the courage.

Hurry up and tell me what you are saying. Who are you gasping for breath with? Is this the time to keep us in suspense?

"Mr. Lin, when you are purifying the foul air, you are also reducing His Majesty Yunhua's spiritual power. His Majesty and I speculate that when His Majesty Yunhua loses all his sanity, his spiritual power will drop to around the middle stage of the Mahayana stage."

Lin Fuping black question mark face

So you think I can beat someone in the middle stage of Mahayana, and there is left and right, is it left or right?

But it was obvious that Jueming had not finished speaking.

“At the same time, the other layer of restrictions we have prepared can suppress His Majesty Yunhua’s soul, reducing his strength to the early stage of Mahayana again, or even infinitely close to the Fusion stage.

Donor Lin, the power of your spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness is already close to the Mahayana stage, and with your miraculous spiritual body skills, you may not be without the ability to fight."

"Another layer of restriction?"

Lin Fuping's eyes lit up

"Abbot, you guys really have a backup plan."

Lin Fuping said this as if he was not the one who wanted to escape just now.

Aware but smiling without saying anything

So after getting the guarantee, Lin Fuping began to purify the foul air with all his strength.

With the blessing of Jueming's wish power, Lin Fuping only needs to release the Forget Worry Song continuously. Even if he has no spiritual power, he can slowly recover after taking one pill. Not to mention that the Forget Worry Song consumes mana.

Just like that, two days passed unknowingly! The foul air from the outside world could no longer be seen. Lin Fuping could barely see Yun Hua sitting on the high platform in the hall.

But this foul energy began to become unstable.