In order to resist the constant harassment and erosion of the spirits, the Buddhist Association had to set up a "demon suppression group" with the soul master as the backbone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wherever there is a spirit haunted by spirits, there is a "demon team".

Although it is a terrible price to pay for each evil spirit that is killed, it is still worth it for the absolute superiority of human beings.

But Lingsha won't sit back after all.

In the past week alone, 18 of the 81 members of the Hangzhou Demon Suppression Team have been killed in an attack. Among them is the deputy leader, Liu Yun, a twenty-two-year-old female disciple of Feiyunguan.

Maybe out of revenge, Liu Yun's death was very miserable, the ****'s corpse was full of traces of being ravaged by violence, and a pair of shearwater autumn pupils that should have been incomparably soft before his death looked at the sky with hatred and pain, and he didn't blink his eyes.

The rampant behavior of the spirit made many young women dare not go home alone in the middle of the night, and the whole city was panicked for a while.

However, there is one person who is not afraid.

She was a woman, a beautiful girl who was only nineteen years old, and her whole body was full of youth.

As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Not only is she not afraid of the legendary evils, but she secretly vows to identify and pull out every spirit demon from the vast sea of people every day and night, and cut them with thousands of knives to avenge the tragic death of her senior sister Liu Yun.

Wen Ying has been practicing in the temple since she was a child, and she has long regarded Liu Yun as her own sister, although she knows that the evil spirits will suffer from eighteen kinds of capital punishment forever after entering the prison of the underworld, and will never be reincarnated, but the cold body of her senior sister comes to her mind from time to time, and she can't hold back the monstrous resentment in her heart, and tries her best to torture them as much as possible before killing the killer.

The spirit is divided into thirty-six levels according to the level of its spiritual power, and the first level is naturally the person with the strongest spiritual power among the spirit demons, and it is also their only leader, the spirit venerable, and the branch managers set up in each city are usually only around the fifth level.

It's been a month since she left the temple, and she's sent a total of sixteen evil spirits into the Netherworld, one of whom is a first-class master of the fourteenth level.

Such an achievement is enough for a fledgling girl to be proud of.

However, she was not satisfied, afraid that only by killing all the spirits in the world could she calm the hatred in her heart.

She tracked all the way,

This night, she heard the news of the spirit evil who killed her senior sister from the alternative urban supernatural detective agency "Tianmen".

That spirit demon has turned into a green ghost, lurking in a villa area in Hangzhou, lurking during the day and committing crimes everywhere at night.

Because the spirit demon is very cunning and has a very clever anti-tracking method, the people in the "Heavenly Gate" can only capture the news to this extent.

No one knows where the members of the "Heavenly Gate" come from or what kind of race they belong to, but their sources are 100% reliable.

So she secretly visited the family the night before and persuaded them to help her carry out a plan to punish evil.

In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, and in order to prevent the plan from leaking, she persuaded the male and female owners of the family to hide in a relatively private and safe underground storage room in the house, leaving only the family's youngest daughter, Zhang Xiaoxuan, who was a year older than herself, to stay as bait, and she hid in Zhang Xiaoxuan's boudoir to give a fatal blow to the spirit who wanted to commit the murder.

The family was originally reluctant, but after Wen Ying showed a hand, they changed their original intentions convincingly.

However, for the sake of their daughter's safety, the Zhao family paid a high price to hire six Zhengyi mages invited from other Taoist temples to protect the Dharma in secret.

The two sects of the Immortal Buddha have different paths, Wen Ying and the six Taoist priests were a little dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Zhao family, but for a common goal, they finally decided to cooperate.

The time has come.

The Zhao family hid in the basement, and the six Taoist priests who secretly protected the Dharma were ambushed in six relatively hidden corners of the living room on the first floor, suppressing their own aura to the lowest limit.

These six great masters are all masters of extraordinary cultivation, and I believe that even if a tenth-level spiritual demon comes here, it will be difficult to discover their existence at one time.

Zhang Xiaoxuan, who has a quiet and timid personality, came to the bed on the second floor bedroom alone to sleep under Wen Ying's kind words.

Wen Ying hid in a large closet in the boudoir and waited quietly, paying close attention to the movement outside the closet.

Just when she was a little impatient, a strange aura suddenly penetrated into the mana barrier she had laid around the house.

I don't know if it's because of Liu Yun's relationship, this breath makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The breath was suffocated for a while, and gradually, it slowly moved from the living room to the second floor.

There was no sound of fighting, and no alarm message from the six Taoist priests arrived, and the breath seemed to follow the stairs to the second floor without hindrance.

What the hell is going on in the living room? Could it be that all six Taoist priests were killed? Wen Ying was panicked, but when she thought about it, with the skills of these six Taoist priests, and the darkness against the light, how could it be so bad.

The aura of the spirit spread to the bedroom door, and suddenly the flat sky disappeared.

Puzzled, Wen Ying didn't dare to make a move.

Time passed quickly, and nearly half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Wen Ying, who was worried about Zhang Xiaoxuan's safety, couldn't care about anything anymore, and gathered all the real Qi in her palms and pushed the door out of the lightning.

When she came to the outside of the cupboard, she was stunned.

The bed is empty, where is Zhang Xiaoxuan's figure!

Cold sweat slowly slid down her forehead, and she swept out of the bedroom and swam to the living room on the first floor.

There were eight corpses lying on the floor, and at a cursory glance, it was known that they were the Zhao family and six Taoist priests. I saw that they were all drained of blood, and their fleshy bodies were also shriveled.

Under the moonlight, a huge figure with a dragon's head and a human body sat on the spacious three-person sofa without an inch, and Zhang Xiaoxuan, who was also without an inch on his body, was held in his arms with a dull gaze, doing that unsightly thing.

Looking at the bloodstains on the base of Zhang Xiaoxuan's snow-white thighs, even Wen Ying, who was unemployed, knew what was going on.

I hurt her.

Wen Ying was so angry that she almost fainted, and her heart was gnawed away by infinite self-blame and remorse.

She barely managed to calm down her turbulent emotions, and the frustration caused by the failure of her plan was replaced in an instant by a renewed sense of war.

If it weren't for seeing that Zhang Xiaoxuan was still in the other party's hands, she would have already made a move.

The fierce light flashed in the eyes of the spirit, while ravaging the little lamb in his arms, he looked at the delicate and convex graceful body under Wen Ying's clothes, as well as the resolute and cold, heroic and moving expression on her face, and said with a wicked smile: "It's been more than half an hour, do you know why I want to wait for you to appear?" (To be continued.) )