The ghost foot spirit body died under the record of the gods, and without the restraint of the ghost foot, although the mortal souls that were summoned were all damaged, they were still sucked back by their own bodies.

The original battlefield became quiet again in an instant, leaving only Mo Ling and the others, as well as the onlookers and ghosts who were constantly commotioning outside the formation.

In this formation, there is a lot of ghost incense!

Mo Ling glanced at the ghosts, although it was only an extremely simple glance, but the ghosts outside still felt terrified, and they retreated a lot of distances, but they just didn't leave, and stayed here to see if the situation could be picked up.

Mo Ling didn't care about these ghosts, and turned his head to look at his divine soldiers, except for the black water, the divine soldiers stared at the ghost incense scattered all over the ground, and they were also thirsty, seeing this, Mo Ling knew it in his heart.

I saw that Mo Ling suddenly urged the Sumeru forbidden light array, stimulating the full array of divine light to quench the ghost qi incense, under the blazing sun, the black ghost qi began to slowly turn white, and the useless impurities and resentment that could affect the hearts of others were eliminated one by one, leaving only the purest divine power crystals.

This Sumeru forbidden light array originally existed to deal with ghosts, but now that the ghosts are gone, only their ghost energy essence remains, which can also be used for refining.

Seeing this pure incense divine power, the ghosts outside were even more agitated, and the divine soldiers were constantly watching, but Mo Ling directly waved his hand, sucked all this incense into the Divine Record, and then said to the divine soldiers below:

"You should be rewarded for fighting with all your strength and performing well, but this reward cannot be taken by you, and all the seizures must be returned to the public, and then the rewards will be distributed uniformly from above, so that it can be counted as fair. ”

After Mo Ling finished speaking, the divine soldiers below were all overjoyed, and then bowed down to Mo Ling neatly:

"Thank you, Lord!"

All the essence of this incense was taken away, and the ghosts outside couldn't help but be disappointed, and the eyes that looked at the divine soldiers were extremely envious or other expressions, but these expressions did not appear jealousy, resentment, etc., no matter what, it was not that they didn't want to, but they didn't dare? Jealousy and resentment are produced by people with equal strength, and if the difference in strength is too great, they don't dare to do more to think about it.

After receiving the incense power, Mo Ling looked at the black shop in the dark, those mortals Mo Ling did not kill them, because it was against the way of heaven to kill the living after all, but if Mo Ling did not kill them, it did not mean that Boss Wang and the others would be fine.

Mo Ling looked at the gradually brightening horizon in the distance, closed the large array, and turned to leave:

"It's time for Li Xuanji!"

...

Soon after Boss Wang fell asleep, he felt that he had a nightmare, in which he was summoned by the ghost feet to help the ghost feet fight against a group of immortals, the battle was extremely fierce, but in the end they all died outside, and the ghost feet were directly crushed by the great gods in the sky with a book.

Seeing the ghost foot die, Boss Wang only felt cold all over, and there was a great fear coming, this fear was extremely amazing, so that Boss Wang woke up instantly, the room was quiet, and there was a trace of sunlight through the gap in the window.

Boss Wang took a deep breath and sobered up his spirit, and then the fish jumped up and ran to the underground shrine non-stop, before pushing open the secret door, a thick incense gushed out, which was an incense that had not been absorbed overnight.

Rushed by these incense, Wang Lao exclaimed:

"Not good!"

Rushed in quickly, and when he reached the dark room, the shrine was still there, but the little ghost clay sculpture around him all fell apart and turned into an ordinary lump of mud, only the colored ink on the soil could barely show what he once was.

The boss of these evil ghost clay sculptures just glanced at it and didn't bother to pay attention, but immediately ran to the huge shrine, waving the smoke, and looking closely at the ghost's foot statue, which was still there, but full of cracks.

When Boss Wang saw these cracks, he only had endless fear in his heart, and the cracks and clay sculptures that had crumbled had shown everything, and the dream he had last night was true.

Boss Wang didn't delay, he ran directly outside, just took some money and clothes casually, and left with a bag at will, this ghost foot is dead, but Boss Wang still has to find a way to live, and the gods have no reason to leave themselves to worship the evil gods.

But when Boss Wang just walked out of the door with the package on his back, he saw that the door was already full of subordinates who had been gathered last night, and these subordinates were hiding in the store and did not dare to go out.

Boss Wang was puzzled, and hurriedly pushed the others away, looking outside through the gap, this look didn't matter, it directly scared off half of Boss Wang's life, and the outside of the teahouse was already full of heavily armed officials.

Standing behind the officer, on the high stairs, Huang Xianling accompanied Li Dazhi by his side, and the two had a talking and laughing conversation:

"Then the White Immortal really said that?"

Huang Xianling had surprise and a hint of relief on his face, and Li Dazhi laughed on the side:

"Then can there be a fake? That day, Lord Huang was disturbed by evil ghosts, although he was blessed by the white god and stabilized, but after all, it was not a long-term way, so this white god specially probed around, and finally found the place where the evil ghosts were hiding, as well as the people who were worshipped, as long as Lord Huang you wiped them out, the evil god would no longer be able to harm adults!"

After Li Dazhi finished speaking, Huang Xianling nodded happily, with a hint of refreshment in his eyes:

"Let the evil god invade the officials, and today the Lord will give them a pot, destroy their shrines and idols, and kill all their believers. ”

Lord Huang looked down again, with happiness in his eyes:

"Fortunately, there is also Li Xuanji Immortal here, otherwise I would be really afraid of running away from those evil ghosts. ”

Huang Xian Ling and Li Dazhi talked to each other on the safety mountain, and below, Li Xuanji stood in front of the officials, holding an iron rod forged from fine iron, looking at the teahouse with four doors closed, and around Li Xuanji's back, there were a hundred officials with guns and knives.

Seeing that the teahouse was closed and the door was never opened, Li Xuanji could feel that there were a large number of people peeping out behind the door, and Li Xuanji could also see that above the teahouse, there was a thick black cloud covering the top, and this black cloud represented death.

"It seems that today, there are going to be deaths!"

Li Xuanji was slightly disliked, this was a direct killing, but it was a big taboo, although Huang County Ling was the head of a county, but he was directly killed without a legal trial and conviction, and he still couldn't get the approval of heaven and earth, Huang County Ling was a court official, and he didn't do it himself, so even if this punishment came, it was not to blame Huang County Order, but the dynasty that canonized Huang County Order.

A Yellow County Order is fine, but if it is thousands of Yellow County Orders, even if it is a well-lucked dynasty, it will not be able to resist it after all.

Li Xuanji thought about some things and was a little distracted, but in this distraction, the teahouse suddenly opened the door, and more than twenty strong men rushed out with swords.

Li Xuanji couldn't help but whisper:

"Wait for the fight to start, I just hope you can stand my cane!"