(xxxvii)

I summoned the candle yin, hoping to use the wind and rain of the season to fight the ghost's spiritual power, when I used the spell to jump up, the ghost suddenly flashed in front of me, her face was the smile of the sound that I missed day and night, and the red lips lightly said: "Ximu.. You're so ruthless."

I froze, my raised hand in the air as if rusty and unable to move, and at that moment the ghost's hand patted me on the shoulder, and I was immediately thrown to the ground by a powerful force.

The ghost took advantage of my weakness in not being able to attack Tuyin, and whenever I attacked unexpectedly, Tuyin's smile would appear on the ghost's face, and my robe would gradually become red with my own blood.

Si Yi next to me wasn't much better, and every time he covered me, he would be knocked aside by the ghost. Killing us with the ghost's spiritual power is actually just a move of your fingers, but she treats her like a plaything, you go all out but can't touch her, and she is not in a hurry to kill you but silently shows off the difference in strength.

The sorcerers rushed up, all of them being severely injured by the oppression of the ghost's spiritual power. The twelve protectors condensed their spiritual power to form a spiritual power circle to surround the ghosts, and the dazzling light almost penetrated to the bottom of the Netherworld, and the twelve rays of light combined to form a pillar of light that broke the sky, and the ghosts were trapped inside but unharmed.

"Seoki, do you really think you can suppress me like this?" the ghost smirked in the light prison, and she raised her right hand to bring the jade flute to her mouth and blew a shrill tune.

The Netherworld Sea rolled strangely to the rhythm of the flute, and the sky gradually became overcast, but the magicians around me screamed one after another, and my body was a little disobedient to me, as if my bones were about to break away from me with the beating of the music.

"What are you... Spell..."Si Yi's face turned pale, and his hands clutched his shoulders tightly.

"The bone flute, naturally, controls the bones. Tuyin's face showed a hint of cunning, and she shook the jade flute in her hand and said.

I looked at the wide, empty sleeve of the robe to the left of Tuyin, and suddenly I understood something.

As the flute flew, the sorcerers fell to the ground one after another, and Si Yi cast a firm look at me, I understood what he meant, and my eyes suddenly became hot.

The name of the priesthood comes from a technique that no outsider can learn except that the priest will teach—sacrifice.

The so-called sacrifice is to fulfill a wish at the cost of life and never being able to reincarnate in the absence of any other way, and if the twelve protectors are the king's barrier, then the priest will be the king's final line of defense.

Si Yi's resolute eyes told me that he had decided to sacrifice in exchange for the peace of the underworld.

"Shiki, if you don't want all the people in the underworld to die, hand over Ryozakura. Tuyin stared at the Night Hades behind me, and the sound of the flute gradually stopped.

"I won't. "I didn't make eye contact with Tuyin, and as much as I loved Tuyin, the Tuyin in front of me was just a person who had been carried away by hatred. "You don't understand, Tuyin. "I said that this was to prepare the time for the sacrifice for Si Yi. "I'm also in pain, I've been looking for you, but I can't help it, I want to make up for you in the future, wake up, Tuyin, get rid of the ghost's control. ”

"Give me Ryozakura!" said in the blink of an eye, grabbing my robe. I could see my helplessness in her blood-red eyes, and a smell of blood came to my nose.

"Come back, Tuyin. "I grabbed her scarred hand.

"If you don't give me the good cherry blossoms, don't even think about living any people in the underworld!" Just as Tu Yin's hoarse voice shouted this sentence, Si Yi had already drawn the technique of the sacrificial spell, and the dim sky of the underworld was immediately replaced by the dazzling light emitted by the spell.

One by one, the drawing talismans fluttered and rotated, forming a spiritual platform, and a black spiritual blade popped out in shock, but it was instantly dissolved by the light around the spiritual platform.

Si Yi stood in the center of the altar, surrounded by countless stars and lights, and he asked for the ghost to disappear at the cost of his life and the inability to reincarnate, but the platform shook, as if he could not fulfill this wish.

A ghost is a dark being, and as long as there is a place where the light does not shine, it will always exist and cannot disappear. What's more, with Si Yi's spiritual power, it is very difficult to exorcise the power of ghosts.

The ghost's spiritual power could not penetrate into this spiritual platform, and Si Yi took this opportunity to swear: at the cost of his life and the inability to reincarnate, he would seal the ghost in the mortal world and never get out of the prison. The sky suddenly became gloomy, the ghost knelt on the ground and covered his head and made a painful sound, Tuyin's soul struggled to break away from the ghost's body, and the elder of the human race used magic to pass a crystal bottle to my hand and said: "King, please put the soul into the bottle immediately, the spiritual power of the underworld will shatter the soul of the ownerless!"

The body that has lost its soul is like a solid prison in which the ghost will be imprisoned until the owner of the body dies. The woman's face returned to the girl behind Nanmo I had seen, and she didn't say a word, looking at me and everything in the underworld with grievances.

Immediately after, she turned into a flash of light, and the water of the Netherworld Sea jumped up to form a curtain of water, and I saw the underground dungeon in the mortal forest, and the woman would be used as a container to imprison the power of the ghost, and she could no longer see Nanmo, and the bright starlight of the mortal night.