Lao Bai said: "After the white tiger turns into a spirit, it is very sensitive to the soul, and can devour the soul or separate the soul, so it is most appropriate to let it do this!"

When Jin Huanzhen heard that Wang Jian made a grand wish, his face was gloomy, and the gold wire glasses on his face had long been unknown when he was kicked down by Wang Jian, and he knew that he would definitely not survive, and said hatefully: "Little cub, if you dare to touch me, the demon lord will never let you go!"

Demon Lord?It sounds like this person may have a background!But so what? Wang Jian thought silently, and drank: "Noise!", a hand knife slashed out, and Jin Huanzhen suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.

Wang Jian summoned the spirit tiger out, the original body of the white tiger was as big as an elephant, but after turning into a spirit, it was only the size of a kitten, full of aura, very cute.

Lao Bai said, "No, these souls have been absorbed by that villain, and now they are too weak to go to the underworld, let alone reincarnate."

Wang Jian was a little anxious when he heard this: "What should I do then?"

Lao Bai said leisurely: "I can only send them to the underworld as soon as possible, where the yin qi is strong, and they can recover and be reincarnated!"

"How do you send it? I won't either, this can only be done by the masters of the Mahayana period!" Wang Jian said that the Mahayana period is a great realm of cultivation, and it is still above the four ladders after the Yuan Infant Period.

Lao Bai nodded, "That's right, you can't, at this time, you have to rely on this sword!" "This sword?" Wang Jian looked at the broken sword that was still stuck in the ground.

"That's right, you made a grand wish, which resonated with this sword, it has a hint of recognition for you, and you can use some of its functions a little!" Lao Bai explained.

"Is that so?" Wang Jian pulled out the broken sword, "Since you approve of me, I want to punish on behalf of Heaven, and you will be named Heavenly Punishment in the future!"

Wang Jian held this sword, and there was a sense of flesh and blood connection compared to before, as if this sword was a derivative of his own body!

"The Gate of Reincarnation!" Wang Jian groaned lightly, swung his sword and slashed out, the transparent sword light drifted away, and where the tip of the sword passed, a spatial crack appeared!

Even Wang Jian can feel the tearing of the soul by this door, if an ordinary person is here, most of them will be pulled out of the body and fall into reincarnation! I just don't know if there is another judge in the gate of reincarnation, who will send back those who have a long life and died in vain!

"Behind this gate of reincarnation is the underworld, let them in, enter the underworld, there will be Yin soldiers in charge of reincarnation!"

Wang Jian hurriedly said to those wronged souls: "You go in quickly! This door can keep you safe!"

"Thank you so much, I don't know the name of Engong, if there is an afterlife, I will repay the kindness of Engong!" Ren Suzhen slowly gave a salute and asked out loud.

"My name is Wang Jian! The matter of repaying the favor will be spared, and it is not enough to worry about it!"

Ren Suzhen led the souls into the door and died!

The Heavenly Punishment Sword has an extraordinary origin, and it can cut through the barriers of space and open up the path between yin and yang with such a light sword! You must know that even the masters of the Mahayana period are by no means easy to do this, and it takes a lot of mana, let alone such a light cut!

Wang Jian watched the last unjust soul enter the gate of reincarnation, and looked at Jin Huanzhen with cold eyes.

Wang Jian wanted to dispose of him immediately, but after thinking about it, it was better for the people he had hurt to deal with him!

This rope is called the Demon Binding Rope, which was scavenged from Qi Tian, and it does not need to consume vitality, it can be manipulated by simply chanting a mantra, and once it is tied, even the Yuan Infant Monk cannot break free.

On the top of the mountain, people had already gathered with Ren Suru, and were discussing in a low voice there, when they saw Wang Jian carrying Jin Huanzhen over, they instantly became quiet. And kowtowed three times, the words of these people were all sung in this local national language in a song tone, although Wang Jian did not understand the specific words, but could feel the strong sense of gratitude.

He Shi hurriedly said: "You don't need to be polite, this is the head of the thief, let you deal with it!"

An old man stood up, holding a branch in his hand, trembling, his lips trembling, pointing at Jin Huanzhen speechless, and finally slapped Jin Huanzhen on the nose.

The nerves on his nose are both numerous and fragile, Jin Huanzhen woke up all of a sudden, his nosebleeds overflowed, tears flowed, and he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly, and soon, he felt that there was something missing in his body, and something more, the soul shrouded in his body was all gone, and a rope was firmly binding himself, and he understood his situation.

Jin Huanzhen shook his head and looked at the crowd of people in front of him who hated him, and said with a smile: "The taste of human flesh is the supreme delicacy in the world! Especially the newborn baby.

Seeing that he was still bewitching the crowd at this time, Wang Jian clicked off his chin with one hand and said, "If you die without repentance, you should be punished forever in the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to be reborn!" But his words revealed a message, could it be that this is how his ability came from?

"Benefactor, kill him quickly, we don't want him to live long for a moment!" Ren Suru petitioned.

Wang Jian also knew it in his heart when he heard this, and swung his sword to cut a small hole in his neck, which happened to cut a little artery, and the blood sprayed, which was fatal but would not die immediately: "You can experience this feeling of dying!"

The old man who got up muttered in his mouth, and Ren Suru leaned over to hear it clearly and said to Wang Jian: "Uncle said: Sprinkle some salt!"

Rubbing salt on the wound is a method of disinfection, but it can deepen the pain! The old man took out a small bag from his pocket, walked up to Jin Huanzhen, took out a little salt from it, and carefully sprinkled it evenly on Jin Huanzhen's wound, just like the best chef in the world is serious about the ingredients.

Jin Huanzhen's mouth was panting, and the blood vessels in his neck were bursting out, obviously suffering from pain.

The old man has been sprinkling salt diligently until Jin Huanzhen swallowed his last breath.Wang Jian saw a gray soul floating out of Jin Huanzhen's body, and he was still saying something in his mouth, and when he entered the origin, he heard it, "I will come back, even if it is in the underworld, the demon lord will save me, and none of you will want to live when the time comes!"

If you don't stop when you're dead, don't think about that demon master, just die here completely! Wang Jian summoned out the spirit tiger, and in the frightened eyes of Jin Huanzhen's soul, he swallowed him in one bite.

Evil will eventually be punished! And after I have recovered my cultivation, I will also go to find my parents! Wang Jian thought, a feeling of exhaustion that had not been felt for a long time hit, his body was originally injured, but he just beat his spirit and overdrew his physical strength to solve all the villains! At this time, his spirit relaxed, and the tiredness made him almost collapse!

Rest, rest, Wang Jian fell asleep on the spot.

When Wang Jian woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, the clothes on his body had been changed, the original clothes had been washed and folded and placed at the head of the bed with the Heavenly Curse Sword, the ribs in his chest were no longer so painful, and he seemed to have recovered, and he was refreshed.

Wang Jian got up and got out of bed, just as Ren Suru pushed the door in with a basin in his hand: "Ah, is the benefactor awake?"

Wang Jian was about to tie his shoelaces: "Well, how long have I been asleep?"

Seeing this, Ren Suru hurriedly put the basin on the ground, rushed to Wang Jian and squatted down to help Wang Jian tie his shoes, and said: "Benefactor, let me come, you have slept for three days and three nights!"

Three days, Wang Jian meditated, usually he only needs to rest for a few minutes a day, but this time he has slept for so long! It seems that his consciousness is indeed seriously injured.

"Don't, don't, I can come by myself! I'm not a child, I don't need to be served" Wang Jian was very unaccustomed to being served, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Benefactor, these days, I've been serving you!" said, Ren Suru blushed, ah, isn't this a disguised way to tell Engong, I've seen all his body, but Engong is really in good shape, I didn't expect that the previous appearance was disguised, the truth is so handsome, there is a strange fragrance on the body, and the man's capital is also very strong, ah, what am I thinking...

Wang Jian didn't know what Ren Suru was thinking, and he didn't think about it: "You don't need to shout at a benefactor, just call me Wang Jian! You have just escaped from the demon cave, and you are still injured on your body, how can I let you come to serve!"

Ren Suru knelt on the ground: "Benefactor, since you rescued my people, I have decided to serve you as a slave, don't dislike the slave family!"

Wang Jian sighed and said to Ren Suru: "If you really think I am a benefactor, there is no need to be like this, coercion is not to repay the favor is the real kindness, and coercion can only be regarded as a transaction!"

Ren Suru thought for a while, but still insisted: "I have made a vow that I will definitely serve my benefactor in the future!"

Wang Jian stroked his head and was speechless, Ren Suru: "Benefactor, do you have a headache? Let me help you see!" Wang Jian: ...