"Dai Jirui, the ghost road is open for you, the ghost lamp will guide you, and you won't return to your soul quickly......" Zhongli was already anxious at this moment, and it was estimated that Mao Zhengfeng outside the Yellow Cloth Fu Array Altar was about to be unable to resist the thousands of spells that had gathered and killed him.

At this time, a drop of essence blood had already condensed on Zhongli's fingertips, and the essence blood solidified by mana was like a small round ball, flashing with demonic red light.

He immediately recited the incantation, and the seal between his fingers was sealed, and he quickly snapped the blood mark between his fingers, and imprinted it on the large and declining forehead where the demon mark loomed.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing in the room, and the yellow cloth charm made the yin wind blow and flutter in all directions, making a crackling sound.

At the same time, the spell spirits of Senluo were still harassing Mao Zhengfeng and them.

"Uncle Feng, how are you?" Officer Lin's face was pale, and his body was extremely cold, but when he saw that Mao Zhengfeng was injured, he immediately asked worriedly.

The solemn yin aura in the room was not at all something that their flesh and blood mortals could bear.

However, Mao Zhengfeng's damage to the evil qi was the most severe.

Because of the thousands of spell spirits that came from the condensation and gathering, they all came towards Mao Zhengfeng, who had the most threatening mystical method.

At this time, Mao Zhengfeng's lips were purple, if it weren't for the golden light defense barrier enchantment that Zhong Daoyou had arranged in advance, it was estimated that he would not be able to resist the gathering of thousands of spell spirits at all.

"I don't care, well, be careful......" Mao Zhengfeng's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly shouted, but now that the mana in his body is exhausted, it is difficult to cast a spell to cleanse Officer Lin from the spell that came from the bite.

Once the spell spirit bites Officer Lin, the other party's soul will be damaged, allowing the spell spirit to devour a person's soul energy.

At the same time that Officer Lin was shocked in his heart, his face had changed greatly, and under the conditioned reflex, the trigger of the police gun he was holding in his hand was pulled. At the moment when Officer Lin pulled the trigger, the ghost destroying enchantment talisman hanging on the pistol instantly turned into mana energy and fused into the pistol, and the yellow energy flashing with strange and mysterious runes kept circulating on the body of the gun.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a strange gunshot sounded and stunned everyone.

Police Officer Miao and Wan Jiabao and the others were simply stunned, because the spell spirit in the room that they couldn't see with the naked eye before, actually made Officer Lin manifest the spirit body with one shot.

Officer Lin also showed a look of disbelief, staring at the curse spirit in the void with a hideous face and an extremely painful expression, which had been restrained by the aura of destroying ghosts; In the blink of an eye, the spell spirit dissipated in an instant.

"Dude, shoot, get rid of those invisible ghosts." Officer Miao no longer had the heart to rub oil on the two beauties, Sennu and May, and shouted with a frightened and nervous face.

Wan Jiabao and everyone also showed firm eyes, looking expectantly at Officer Lin, who was the only one who could stop those eerie and terrifying spells.

Although they couldn't see the spell spirits, they could hear the atmosphere of Vientiane Senluo and the terrifying screams of thousands of spell spirits.

"Damn evil ghost...... Officer Lin immediately turned angry, and instantly slaughtered all sides.

One by one, the spell spirits manifested and turned into ashes in an instant.

However, the mana contained in the ghost killing charm is limited, and after more than a dozen shots, Officer Lin was horrified to find that it was difficult to release a shot of ghost killing spiritual light.

At this time, in the Yellow Cloth Talisman Array, the scene of the gusting wind had stopped, and Dai Jirui's purple lips had also become normal and rosy.

"Ah......" In an instant, I don't know what is going on, the thousands of spell spirits in Vientiane Senluo actually manifested one after another, all kinds of weird and terrifying appearances, and the hearts of the people who were directly shocked were shocked, and the souls of the dead were scattered.

At the critical juncture when everyone was shocked and didn't know what to do, and although Mao Zhengfeng had the remaining three spirit runes, he couldn't cast a spell to urge the spirit runes to suppress evil; Wan Jiabao, who was desperate, had already closed his eyes in despair, knowing that they were already in a catastrophe this time.

But the things in the world are so weird and changeable, and in the next moment, a powerful figure with yellow runes shining all over his body descended in front of everyone in Wanjiabao.

At this moment, everyone seemed to see the light of day again, and their hearts were filled with infinite hope.

"Hmph, the tyranny of the first emperor, the burning of books and the pit of Confucianism, the thousands of years of grudges, gathering but not dispersing, just because a grudge in your heart is difficult to eliminate; Before your death, you are familiar with the sages of the famous people, unjustly died, it is difficult to understand their will, the cause and effect of heaven, Confucianism and Taoism, it is the heavens for you and other wrongs to show the snow and the clear will, it is really the grace of heaven, people and gods congratulate. Those who have read the sages and sages should be guilty of thanking God, how can they once again stir up trouble and help the abuse. Every word Zhong Li spoke, full of witty words, runes fluttering, directly shaking the room resentment, retreating, the universe clear.

After Mao Zhengfeng heard Zhongli's words, his expression suddenly shocked, such a transcendent decree that cleansed the universe was really awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, the resentment gathered in the room slowly dissipated.

Under the changes of Vientiane, everyone only felt a wave of heaven and earth in their brains, they seemed to have traveled through time and space in an instant, and came to a murderous battlefield of thousands of troops and horses, and in an instant, everyone found that the scene had changed, a group of Confucian scholars of the Qin Dynasty who were screaming and looking extremely painful, and in the midst of the sea of fire, a majestic king, standing with his hands in his hands, pointing to a group of Confucian students in the sea of fire, laughing three times, and then scolding the Confucian students in the world, all of whom were damned people.

In another moment, the scene was strange and changing, a group of Confucian students wearing Confucian robes, all kneeling and bowing, towards the altar of the saint, shouting that the grace of heaven is mighty, and the soul of sin will be scattered, and it will never be reborn.

"When you know that you are lost, the poor road should find a place for you to live and live!" Just when the expressions of the people in Wan Jiabao were uncertain, they were all surprised and inexplicable, and they didn't know what was going on, suddenly Zhongli's voice came from their ears.

In the next moment, they noticed that the figure of the Zhong Dao Commander had once again manifested in front of them.

"We are grateful for the grace of the Heavenly Master, and we also ask the Heavenly Master to save the undead for us!" At this time, thousands of Confucian students all bowed down to Zhongli.

Mao Zhengfeng immediately let the scene of thousands of Confucian incantations worshipping Zhongli that shook the eons through the ages rippled in his heart, and it was difficult to understand.

Such a rare feat of subduing demons through the ages should only be compared with their Heavenly Master Daokai Sect Patriarch Zhang Tianshi.

Just when the thousand-year-old grudge was about to be resolved, the vision suddenly changed, and an evil demon phantom immediately manifested.

"Gaga, you damn Huaxia spell spirits, you dare to betray the Demon Ancestor, I let you never be reborn!" In front of the demon phantom, a sigil with a rich black qi actually condensed.

Zhongli secretly screamed that it was not good, but what he didn't expect was that thousands of curse spirits actually looked angry, putting on a Confucian morale that looked at death as if they were at home, and they all glared angrily at the demon phantom.

"Hmph, Nishikyo Michiko, which of you is the so-called bullshit Demon Ancestor, I think it is an onmyoji who is dead but not stiff, and has transferred from the spirit world to the demon path. The thousand-year-old curse has been resolved, and you dare to come to die, even if you are the shadow of the demon who has turned into a demon, I will scatter your soul. "Zhongli is really angry this time, the little Japanese devil actually dares to use evil arts, manipulate my Chinese temperament, the curse spirit of Confucianism, and violate the power of my China.

Speaking of this small Japan, legend has it that during the Qin Dynasty, Xu Fu was ordered by the First Emperor to go overseas to seek the elixir of immortality, so he led 500 boys and girls to the land of what is now Japan.

Although the bloodline of the Japanese is not necessarily the descendants of the five hundred boys and girls led by Xu Fu back then, of course, some of them are like this.

Of course, this is just Zhongli's conjecture based on legends, whether it is really true, and no one in the world today can make a conclusion.

But in all fairness, if it did, he would be ashamed of it.

This Jiuju faction now dares to offend the soul of my Chinese thousand-year-old Yingshi, which is really a rhythm of death.