Qing Moyan hugged Ru Xiaonan tightly and nodded slightly to the crowd, and eight men dressed as Janissaries quietly dispersed and surrounded the crown princess.

Ru Xiaonan took a deep breath and sealed her hands.

A faint white light emanated from the eight men, forming a magic circle that trapped the crown princess in the middle.

The crown princess raised her head sharply and looked at Qing Moyan, her eyes were terrifying as if she was about to spew fire.

Ru Xiaonan only felt a chill rise behind her.

"Calm. Qing Moyan's voice sounded faintly.

That's right, it's useless to be scared now, she has already made a move, and there is no way out.

"Heaven and earth are natural, and filth is scattered...... Eight Directions Mighty God, I will naturally ......" As Ru Xiaonan's incantation flowed out of her mouth, the magic circle composed of eight men trapped the crown princess in it.

The ministers were shocked.

Ru Xiaonan raised the doll with both hands and turned the face of the doll in the direction of the crown princess.

"Bright death and secret death, unjust death, creditors and wronged families......"

The puppet shook violently in Ru Xiaonan's hand.

The Praetorian Guard quickly evacuated the courtiers until they were forcibly removed from the altar, and some of the courtiers did not know what had just happened.

The doll's body emitted a strong light, shining directly on the crown princess's body.

The crown princess's face was unbleed, and the whole person was suppressed on the ground, unable to move.

"You ...... That's all there is to it......" She glared at Ru Xiaonan viciously.

Qing Moyan always stood behind Ru Xiaonan, but his gaze was in the direction of the altar.

At this time, many monks had gathered around the emperor and kept him behind.

Qing Moyan knew that this was a senior monk taking the opportunity to help the emperor lift the black spell on his body, and he couldn't help them for the time being.

“...... Babble. Qing Moyan saw that her body was shaking badly, so she reached out from behind to support her arm and help her support.

The light of the puppet's body became brighter and brighter, and finally let out a piercing scream, and a strong light rushed straight towards the crown princess.

Ru Xiaonan subconsciously closed her eyes.

The puppet was still in her hand, but she could feel the puppet's body getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to burn.

The crown princess on the opposite side collapsed to the ground.

“...... Qingmo Yan ...... It became ...... Fast...... Hurry up ......" Ru Xiaonan grabbed the puppet's body desperately, "the magic circle ......"

Qing Moyan raised his hand, and the eight men who formed the magic circle quickly retreated from the side of the crown princess when they saw this, and instead surrounded Ru Xiaonan.

"Take the princess down quickly. Qing Moyan ordered.

Out of nowhere, two Praetorian Guards came up, picked up the princess and ran.

In the blink of an eye, there were only a few monks in monk robes left on the altar, as well as Qing Moyan and others.

The emperor was blocked by the monks, and Qing Moyan didn't know how the situation was going, but the monks were busy and not 'chaotic', and it was obvious that the emperor was not harmed.

"Quack ......" The joints of the puppet made a grinding sound, writhing on Ru Xiaonan's hand, trying to break free.

"I won't let you run, don't think about running. "Ru Xiaonan bit her lip and tried to seal the puppet with a spell.

Lin Jingyi has returned to her body, and the current puppet is trapped in a thousand-year-old ghost.

But no matter how many times Ru Xiaonan repeated the spell, the doll's body never stopped twisting.

There was a burning pain in the palm of his hand, as if he was about to burn off a layer of skin.

Ru Xiaonan's face was sweating.

Qing Moyan noticed that she whispered in her ear, "If it doesn't work, just let it go." ”

Letting go of the puppet is equivalent to letting go of the resentful spirits of this thousand years, even if there is a magic circle to control the other party, but it is a matter of an instant to lose control.

Ru Xiaonan didn't dare to let go, and she couldn't let go.

"How's Uncle Emperor?"

"I'm still dealing with the black spell that was applied to the emperor, and I didn't think it was so fast. Qing Moyan's tone was flat, but if you listened closely, you could find a tremor in his voice.

Ru Xiaonan alone has no way to restrain the thousand-year-old resentful spirit.

If the monk can't help in time, then the resentful spirit is very likely to hurt Ru Xiaonan.

"If it doesn't work, let it go. Qing Moyan turned his heart sideways.

Even if he let the wraith escape, he didn't want to hurt his little thing.

"No, if it runs, more people will die in the future. Ru Xiaonan grabbed the doll tightly, but Yin Hong's blood quietly oozed from her fingers.

"Let go, no one will blame you. "Qing Moyan is not good at this kind of thing, his Gu King can defeat the enemy, but he can't do anything about this kind of ethereal existence.

Ru Xiaonan's whole body trembled, the puppet in her hand made a strange sound of "quack", and in front of her, the puppet's head gradually turned back.

In the end, the neck was twisted entirely, and the white 'jade' carved face turned to the back.

"You ...... It's so capable......" The puppet's face was dark and blue, and he slowly spoke, "Which of you wants to be the first to be eaten by me...... Despite the name ......"

The hideous face is terrifying.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the puppet exploded.

Ru Xiaonan's body couldn't help but fall backwards.

Qing Moyan grabbed her body and hurriedly withdrew from the circle with her in her arms.

The puppet's body had shattered, and a cloud of black gas floated in the circle, thicker and darker than the midnight.

Finished.

Ru Xiaonan sighed in her heart, but let it escape.

"Circle...... Can't trap it. Ru Xiaonan said in despair.

Qing Moyan tore open the corners of her robe and wrapped it around Ru Xiaonan's bloody hands.

He doesn't care about this, what if he can't be trapped, how many people will die and what he willing, as long as his little things are safe and sound.

The black qi spun around a few times in the magic circle, and suddenly skyrocketed several times.

The eight men who acted as the cornerstone of the circle were shocked and fell to the ground, and the resentment that had escaped the shackles of the circle was like a surging 'tide' water, and pounced on the emperor on the altar without hindrance.

"Be careful!" Ru Xiaonan couldn't help but exclaim.

Just as the wraith was about to pounce on the altar, it was suddenly bounced away by a golden light.

"Written by Nam Mu Satan, Suga Doya, Agado, Agadhida, Sambodha...... There is no Sado, Nan, Sanda, Sanbodha, and ......"

The sound of chanting sounded, and there seemed to be countless voices echoing the altar, and the wooden fish struck, and the sound penetrated into the hearts of the people, and the entire altar seemed to be covered with a layer of holy Buddha light.

The golden light is everywhere, and the color is continuous.

The black 'colored' spirit roared, making a sharp cry, and the scriptures came from all directions, and every word pierced into it like a sharp arrow, cutting away a part of the darkness of the spirit.

Qing Moyan stood under the altar with Ru Xiaonan in her arms, looking up and watching the darkness of the resentful spirits gradually disappear in the golden light of the Dao, wisps of black gas turned into burning flames, struggling and circling in the air, burning more and more, and finally turning into nothing.

Everyone watched this scene in a daze, and some even forgot to breathe.

"What kind of ...... was that just now" under the mountain, people are also looking forward to it.

"It's like a cloud. ”

"Is it going to rain again?"

"Who knows. ”

The people who don't know the truth have no idea what the people on the mountain have just experienced.

"It's over?" Ru Xiaonan looked back at Qing Moyan in disbelief.

"There should be no problem for the wine monk to make a move. Qing Moyan comforted, and at the same time hugged her horizontally.

Ru Xiaonan was startled, "Don't ...... The Emperor's Uncle is still here. ”

Qing Moyan smiled indifferently and carried her to the altar.

The black spell on the emperor's body was lifted, and his expression was a lot more relaxed, and Qing Moyan hugged Ru Xiaonan and stepped forward to salute.

Everyone only cared about greetings, and no one noticed that the shattered puppet on the ground, a thin wisp of black gas came out and quickly dissipated in the air......