Chapter 142: I, God Counts, Playing Money 37
These people are either casual cultivators, or they don't have a backer, they don't even have a magic weapon, under the crushing of such strength, what else can they rely on to win a glimmer of life except for spirit runes?
Without.
"It's really unbelievable."
The red-clothed ghost king clutched his wrist, and the anger in his heart became more and more uncontrollable.
This group of monks is as if they don't exist.
"Mushu, be cautious yourself! I can't swallow this! ”
Speaking of ghosts, the ghost king Wu Ling wanted to kill, he was locked up here for so long, suffering every day, this group of people should give him a blood sacrifice today.
The slaughter begins right now.
Qi Yuan retracted his gaze, and those people in the Dao Gate were still holding magic weapons to resist, and the spiritual power was injected into the heavenly seal, and a jade seal was suspended above everyone's heads, and the faint brilliance made the ghost king frown uncomfortably.
Something in the way.
The Heavenly Seal resisted most of the ghost qi, and when the ghost king Wu Ling was distracted, the demon merit body attacked towards the ghost king.
Fighting hands, the red-clothed ghost king was afraid of the power of merit, and he fell into a disadvantage for a while.
How is it that both of these have the power of merit?
Being pressed and beaten by a spirit spirit, Wu Ling became more and more embarrassed, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger.
Mu Shu raised his eyes and glanced at the monk in front of him, and then looked at Wu Ling, who was suffering more and more injuries.
Suppressed for so long, the impulsive and short-tempered temper is as good as ever.
It's just that he's already taken in it once, but he won't be stupid enough to underestimate the enemy and put himself in it a second time.
ran away first to absorb some souls and enhance his strength, can these people still help him?
That is, Wu Ling had to be tough with this group of monks.
Mu Shu's body was full of evil energy, and the pressure on everyone doubled, and many magic weapons had been damaged.
They couldn't bear it.
"Let's change the talisman and leave us some."
The sacks were empty, but the Ghost King's attacks became stronger and stronger, and they didn't dare to hesitate one by one.
A sack of spirit runes was soon gone, and the people who worked for Qi Yuan were almost gone.
It was only a little temptation that Mu Shu discovered this situation.
Sure enough, fighting now is not the way out.
The evil qi and ghost qi hit everyone, and just when everyone thought they were going to explain here, Mu Shu had already taken the opportunity to slip away.
Qi Yuan raised his eyes and glanced in the direction Mu Shu left, then retracted his gaze.
Those spirit rune formations are also quite fun.
Wu Ling was angry and fought with the demon, and by the time he realized that something was wrong, it was too late.
The demon haunts the ghost king, constantly using the power of merit to injure him.
If you are injured by the power of merit, the wounds left behind will not be healed, and you will not be able to condense the ghost qi.
One thing descends one thing.
The Celestial Seal limited Wu Ling's strength, but the demon who was also in it could draw strength from it.
This is the other, and Wu Ling's defeat has been decided.
"There is another one, run into the formation and wait."
The demon trapped Wu Ling, who had only one breath left, and disappeared in front of everyone after listening to Qi Yuan's words.
However, the people of Xuanmen were already stunned.
Didn't they come to fight?
Aren't they here to fight to the death?
That's it, gone?
Qi Yuan directly picked up the Yin Yang Stone in the heart of the formation, and the Yang Stone had lost its effect, but it just needed a little merit to activate it.
"888, go and talk to the heavens."
"Okay, big, what do you say?"
888 obediently waited for Qi Yuan's arrangement, and after saying that, it could immediately go to bargain.
"I have to spend so much merit on this yin-yang stone to repair the passage, and divide my three achievements into my reward for this mission."
As soon as Qi Yuan finished speaking, 888's eyes lit up.
Its merit settlement is separated from the great, and although the task is greatly lost, it can still receive merit.
Just listening to Qi Yuan's words, 888's small abacus has started, and it may be able to share a long-term investment with Dada!
"Okay, big, no problem."
888 promises that it can also invest in Tiandao for long-term gains!
888, which has opened up new ideas, has begun to chatter with the heavens.
After solving the seal of Xishan, Qi Yuan left towards the outside of the passage.
"Master, aren't you leaving?"
Qi Yuan took the dying ghost king Wu Ling, looked back and said suspiciously.
"Let's go, go back and celebrate."
Yuan He said a word with a smile, and the Xuanmen disciple followed Qi Yuan and left Xishan.
The evil ghosts of the entire West Mountain, including the ghost king, were handed over to the demon to deal with.
Half of this merit is a small amount of money to give to Wu Xun.
A vicious battle ended with such a thunderous and small rain, which made everyone unbelievable.
Could it be that this is the power of the Chosen One??
Qi Yuan: No, this is the power of kryptonite.
A group of people returned the same way, no longer frightened when they came, but worried.
They have been pressing "Tang Mingyu" for decades, will they start working now?
The first time I worked for someone for nothing, I was really a little confused.
But this confusion did not last long, and when they returned to the round hall, they saw the even worse ghost king Mushu instantly sobered up.
Those who work part-time to solve the problem are also honest.
Working for someone, doesn't that person have to work when he dies?
Look at the fate of the ghost king, and look at the cold fairy spirit.
How could they have such dangerous thoughts?
No, you can't!
Not enough for a sack of spirit runes.
Qi Yuan threw the ghost king Wu Ling in his hand casually, almost not carrying him in one go.
The two ghost kings who were still aggressive just now and wanted to kill on a killing spree now have mottled souls left.
There is just a handful of evil qi and ghost energy, without the evil qi and ghost qi to cover it, the two ghosts Wu Ling and Mu Shu look really pitiful.
Qi Yuan didn't give a single look, and directly sealed with both hands to summon the underworld.
After a while, the tall gate of the underworld appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The eyes of the people who didn't know what the underworld could open widened their eyes and couldn't hide their surprise and doubt.
All:???
The judge in the underworld came out with a ghost and looked at Qi Yuan with a slight stiffness.
The demon received Qi Yuan's eyes, and couldn't hide his excitement and walked to the judge with the two ghost kings.
The demon entered the underworld to do the thing of guiding the divine beast, and Qi Yuan had already taken the time to tell the underworld.
The underworld is just short of people, the strength of the demon is good, and the underworld is also happy to get multiple helps.
"My lord, this is your identity token."
The judge handed the token to the demon with both hands.
"Please take care of me in the future."
"Your Excellency Judge is gracious."
The demon smiled slightly, took the token and replied.
The judge smirked and nodded, the person who was covered by the immortal monarch.
He's not polite, he's really in need of care.
The judge smiled and looked at the two ghost kings, and the hand holding the judge's pen trembled a little.
Is Senjun-sama in a bad mood?
This method is more and more ferocious than last time, where can it be seen that these are the two ghost kings wanted by the underworld?
The ghosts waited for the judge to finish recording, and returned to the underworld with the two ghost kings in a swift manner.
The judge tried to restrain the urge to tremble in his legs.
Maintaining a solemn and majestic image, he nodded to everyone and walked into the gate of the underworld.
After the gate of the underworld was closed, the judge and the ghosts were relieved for a long time.
Don't laugh at anyone.