Shen Yaohua raised his hand and hit the mountain rock with a spell technique, and a scream belonging to a human being suddenly came from the flying stone chips. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Yaohua stood on the spot, a little unsure whether it was a real illusion.

"It can't be beaten, it seals the souls of the villagers in the stone."

Xiuyu Mountain God sighed slightly and said with a wry smile: "I can't hold it anymore." ”

His two sentences surprised Shen Yaohua again and again, and he explained some things helplessly.

Bad people can always do more than good people, and evil spirits can do far more than a mountain god.

He was full of good thoughts and wanted to give them a chance to mend their ways, but the worst of the demons not only did not repent, but became silently powerful.

It condenses in the center of the evil qi, eats away at the souls of its kind, and grows stronger day by day, but it gradually weakens due to the accumulation of dissolving the evil qi.

In this way, one day it will have the same profound cultivation as his.

At this time, if he wants to destroy it, he can only extract the aura of Xiuyu Mountain, but it has more convenient conditions than him, and the countless souls that are condensed together, it is used without mercy.

When it went out, it was devastated, and he had to drain all the spiritual energy of Xiuyu Mountain to trap it, and when it fell into a stupor, he also fell into a deep sleep because the spiritual energy was exhausted and he didn't have time to take care of the aftermath.

It was then picked up by two children, who took the life of the family even when they were in a state of drowsy.

There are so many ghosts condensed in one place, there are evil and good, and that time it was those good ghosts who pressed the weak one.

Those kind ghosts also gathered together, desperate to find him and wake him up, but the evil flower had his aura as a array, and they couldn't escape at all.

After that, no one approached the room until they came, and the sudden rise in temperature and sudden strong popularity made the little demon gradually wake up.

Fortunately, the kind ghost took the first step to move back the tree where the Xiuyu Mountain God dwelled with his slender body, otherwise the disciples in the room would definitely die.

"Now I am split in two with its primordial spirit, half of which is controlled by each other in the wooden house, and the other half is here."

It controls ghosts, people, land, and stones, and does everything, and he wants to condense his spirit to completely solve this evil.

It can do so much and use too much, and he only has her as a helper.

Shen Yaohua felt that the heavy responsibility was like a mountain, and at the same time, he also spontaneously gave birth to a sense of pride.

She's not a waste, she's a useful person who can help the mountain god deal with evil spirits.

Thinking of this, she suddenly rose with a sense of omnipotent pride.

There's a soul in the stone wall, isn't it, that's perfect!

Shen Yaohua quickly spread the spiritual thoughts on the stone wall, extracted the dozen or so souls he found, and quickly put them into a small jar.

She did it so quickly, so fast that she couldn't believe it.

Since she had no soul, she recklessly used the spell spell technique.

Stone chips flew, the stone wall cracked, and Shen Yaohua jumped over like a spirit leopard. After that, she used this technique to cross the stone wall made of five huge stones, and extracted a total of seventy or eighty souls of the villagers.

However, the closer he got to the last burial ground, the more uneasy Shen Yaohua became.

That so-called little demon has always been full of tricks and even does everything, and if he can't do anything, he will use other tricks, how can he keep using this one trick to deal with her?

As if deliberately confirming her thoughts, when she was less than a hundred meters away from the last bead burial ground, a man in black appeared in front of her.

That man has the same appearance as the Xiuyu Mountain God, but his temperament is the difference between heaven and earth.

His body was surrounded by black air, his face was as cold as ice, his eyes were gloomy, and the cold and noble spirit of Xiuyu Mountain God turned into gloomy and cold on him.

He didn't say anything, just slashed at Shen Yaohua fiercely, and in an instant, the rolling black gas was like a huge wave, with an earth-shattering roar, and with the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping.

Shen Yaohua retreated sharply, using up his full speed and not being able to reach one of the black gases.

The black qi was surging, and it was sharply amplified in the eyes, as sharp as a dense rain of arrows.

Shen Yaohua once again thought of the Chanjuan River God, a demon to be precise, who had used a huge black lotus to block the robbery, and had also turned water into a rain of arrows to attack them.

The black lotus here was originally formed by the mountain gods, because the lotus flower represents purity, elegance, purity and transcendence.

The lotus is also a symbol of the Buddha, and its holy character of being unstained from the mud symbolizes the transcendence of the four major emptiness of red dust.

The flower of the lotus flower does not die, and it will happen again in the next year, which symbolizes the immortality of the soul of the human being, and it is constantly reincarnated.

His original intention was to let them detach and then re-enter samsara.

The two places are far apart, and there are qualitative differences between lotus and lotus, qi and qi, but Shen Yaohua just feels that there is a subtle connection.

It's just that it doesn't matter if there is contact at this time, it will be Amitabha Buddha who can save his life!

But obviously her speed and ability were too far behind the other party, and in the blink of an eye, the black qi penetrated the blue light that protected her body, and she almost saw the miserable appearance of herself being worn into a honeycomb.

This can be regarded as sacrificing one's life, not impulsive and reckless!

"You little girl is quite good at making fun of suffering."

When Xiuyu Mountain God's chuckle sounded, a white shadow suddenly descended in front of him, blocking the billowing black qi with his body.

"I'll leave the rest to you, take care of yourself."

He looked back at her and smiled lightly, and suddenly turned into billowing white smoke, entangled with the surging black gas and drifted away.

A smile is light and shallow, but it can be spiritual!

Shen Yaohua's heart was planted with a nameless lotus because of this.

She sighed inexplicably and rushed forward.

When he left, she felt that the spirit pool was empty, leaving only a thin aura, and he didn't leave her more, which means that he couldn't deal with it without that.

She doesn't have much aura to use, and there aren't many ghosts she can block, so as long as nothing happens, she can find the last spirit bead.

It wasn't there, so there weren't so many accidents, Shen Yaohua quickly found the last bead, and then ran towards the mountain without stopping.

At this time, the black qi of the mountain was gone, there was no black lotus, and there would be no lotus heart, she ran to the top of the mountain and seemed to have nothing to do, but he meant it was the same, so she went without hesitation.

By the time she reached the top of the mountain, she was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

At this time, there is less than an hour before dawn, and it is the darkest hour when the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking, and the morning sun has not woken up.

Shen Yaohua raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and there was a bleak mountain in his eyes, the whole mountain was in a state of dead silence, and in the vast world, it seemed that only she existed.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation, although she had never seen the lush greenery of Xiuyu Mountain, she also regretted its decay now.

Just like the extremely beautiful mountain god, I don't know what kind of situation I will end up in.

She is still too weak to have the slightest ability to turn things around, so she can only wait here restlessly, waiting for an unknown future.