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However, the sword flashed, and the water ghost's arm flew into the sky, and Pan Yu did not retreat but advanced, and broke into the water ghost's arms with a fit fit, and dodged its other waving arm, and staggered past it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the water ghost again, it was already frozen in place, splashing thick black juice all over its body, and then turned into pieces and scattered all over the ground. It turned out that at that moment, Pan Yu swung out seventeen or eighteen swords, cutting this water ghost into dozens of pieces.

But Pan Yu's face was not relaxed, this monster was powerful, and the speed was not slow at all, although the attack was chaotic, it was not her opponent at all, but who knows how many such monsters there are in the water, on such a narrow deck, if seven or eight such monsters are squeezed up at once, then any move is meaningless.

As soon as Pan Yu thought of this, he heard a few water sounds, and several water ghosts came to the deck. Pan Yu jumped slightly, and fluttered like a feather, easily widening the distance, but saw that the pieces of the ground that had just been chopped by her were wriggling, and they converged together, believing that it would not be long before it would return to its original state.

Pan Yu thrust his sword into the ground, his hands were empty, his true anger swung the sleeves of his robe, and he pushed forward violently, and the fragments that were recovering were suddenly crushed into mud, and even the three water ghosts were pushed into the water.

But she couldn't rest for a while, and more water ghosts came to the deck, so she had to pick up the sword again, and looked up, but only saw layers of mist, and she was very worried, I don't know what happened to Hanwen?

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Xu Xian was a little miserable at the moment, in just a moment, he had tried countless methods, whether it was the nine-character mantra or the talisman technique, none of them could break through this thin layer of purple flames. He only felt like a Monkey King who had entered the Bagua Furnace, and all kinds of spells and changes were useless.

The gold body was burned to the point that only a thin layer remained, and it looked like it would shatter at any moment.

Hu Xinyue grinned and said, "Don't you still beg for mercy? As long as you let go of your mind and let this girl invade, I will spare your life." ”

Xu Xianqiang smiled: "I just let go of my heart, do you dare to come in?" This Hu Xinyue is bent on using charm to control herself, if she really occupies her mind, it will be very bad.

Hu Xinyue snorted coldly: "Toast and don't eat and drink, I'll make you look good, and I'm about to increase the fire." ”

saw Xu Xian take out the snow-white fox tail and said, "If you burn it again, your tail won't be able to be saved." ”

Hu Xinyue hurriedly said: "Give it back to me!" is still very concerned about this fox tail.

Xu Xian said: "No problem, you remove the Tushi Fire and the Illusion Realm, let's go our own way in the future, wouldn't it be beautiful!"

Hu Xinyue said: "Wishful thinking, isn't it just a tail? ”

Xu Xian had a headache, but he was more worried about Pan Yu's comfort, although with Pan Yu's martial arts cultivation, it should not be a problem to support it for a period of time, but if it was a long time, it would be unpredictable.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Pan Yu was half-kneeling on the deck with her sword, and the green silk covered her indifferent face, but she also gasped slightly, only the long sword in her hand was still as bright as promised. The decks around her were like thick ink splashes, thick layers, but they were all water ghosts that she had killed, and they were completely crushed with internal force, and she found that only in this way could she prevent the resurrection of these monsters.

But this is also extremely exhausting of internal strength, even if she penetrates the second vein of Ren Du, she is a little unbearable under such consumption. In just this short period of time, she has repelled more than a dozen waves of water ghost attacks. But the miasma around him has gradually risen, and more and more water ghosts have come up. The intense anger exuded by Pan Yu was like a lighthouse in the darkness to these Yin Ghosts.

Hu Xinyue was in mid-air, her eyes saw Pan Yu's situation at the moment through the thick fog, she hesitated slightly, and still waved her hand. Pan Yu only felt that the fog around him immediately became much thicker, and the ghost cries of those "chirping" suddenly became farther away. While holding her sword on guard, she secretly pondered the reason, but after all, she could not understand it, so she sat down and breathed on the spot.

Because Pan Yu had attracted most of the attacks, there were only water ghosts on the other big ships at this time, but as soon as the fog thickened, they immediately lost their way. Because they are in a fantasy world, most people are unaware of the changes around them.

Hu Xinyue couldn't help but admire the perfection of her plan, and when Xu Xian was cleaned up, it was perfect to deal with this group of ghosts. It's just that if there is more miasma, I'm afraid that there will be dead people in the ship.

However, at this time, Xu Xian's support also came to an end, and that layer of golden body was finally broken.

But Xu Xian had a solemn expression, and a golden flame suddenly gushed out from his body, which was the true fire of the sun that was just and yang, barely resisting the burning of the Tushi fire.

Hu Xinyue said disdainfully: "Do you want to die?"

Xu Xian couldn't answer her anymore, the golden body was completely melted, melting into a stream of golden spiritual liquid, which should have been dispersed with the wind, but it was blocked by the flames and had nowhere to go, and flowed back into Xu Xian's body, as soon as the golden spiritual liquid reached the body, it was absorbed by Xu Xian's body, so that his body gradually exuded a layer of golden brilliance. Under the burning of two flames that were difficult to find in the world, the golden spiritual liquid was completely integrated into Xu Xian's body, and Xu Xian's physique immediately reached unprecedented strength.

In the final analysis, Tushi Fire is not a murderous fire, but a fire of alchemy, and Xu Xian is the elixir in the furnace at the moment, but any pill that takes too long to refine will only end up being completely incinerated.

Xu Xian can only sacrifice his last life-saving straw at this moment - the merit jade card.

As soon as this thought moved, the verdant jade plaque floated from Xu Xian's chest, and the green and blue light like water suddenly began to shine, gradually replacing the true fire of the sun to support the burning of the Tushi fire.

The result made Xu Xian's heart happy, the power of merit was indeed not like other spiritual powers that could be melted by Tushi Fire.

Hu Xinyue was shocked, what was that? I couldn't help but have some ominous premonitions.

Merit is the thoughts of millions of people, and it is illusory. However, the power of merit that was turned into a substance by the Dao Ancestor with a secret method, compared with the Tushi Fire that claimed to be able to melt some, had the meaning of "attacking the shield of the son with the spear of the son", but the final result was that no one could win, and they could only compete with each other's strength.

At this moment, Xu Xian did not hesitate any longer, and a violent power of merit suddenly erupted on the jade plate, and the blue light burst out, violently dispersing the shackles of the purple Tushi fire. That little bit of light drifted back into Hu Xinyue's hand.

Before Hu Xinyue could react more, she was choked by Xu Xian's neck, she glanced at Xu Xian hatefully, and without hesitation, she used the escape technique, leaving a fox tail, and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Xian looked at the fox tail in his hand, a little speechless, he originally wanted to turn the war into a jade silk, but now it seems that the grudge is getting deeper and deeper.

Looking at the scene on the water, it has not deteriorated as he imagined, it must be under the control of Hu Xinyue, but the scene of thousands of water ghosts surging in the water is enough to make people frightened, at this moment, it is because Hu Xinyue escaped, and the power of the formation has begun to weaken, and the water ghosts have rioted. Especially since the miasma was about to rise above deck, and if it flowed into the cabin, it would be terrible.

Thinking of this, Xu Xian's body suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, as if in the dark night sky, a round of sun rose, and the layer of miasma on the water surface was suddenly suppressed, and many water ghosts were illuminated by this light, and bursts of smoke immediately appeared on their bodies, and the layers of mud on their bodies fell off, letting out painful groans, and they hid under the surface of the water.

Pan Yu raised his head, couldn't help but smile, and withdrew his long sword.

Xu Xian frowned, to kill so many water ghosts, it was just a gesture for him, but these water ghosts were only turned into unjust souls because they couldn't be freed, and they were pitiful after all. The only way to do this is to try to transform them, get rid of the resentment in their hearts, and enable them to be reincarnated.

It's just that such rituals often require hundreds of monks to lay down the ashram and recite the scriptures for three days and three nights before they have a chance to resolve them.

Now there is only Xu Xian alone, but he can only do it reluctantly, Xu Xian lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, folded his hands, and recited a passage of scriptures with the Great Thunder Sound Technique, but it was the "Dizang Benxing Sutra", which was specially designed for the use of the undead.

Sanskrit chanting, like a heavenly sound, although it is only Xu Xian alone, it seems that there are thousands of people to cater together. The thunder sound did not turn into sound waves, but turned into golden Sanskrit, spit out from Xu Xian's mouth, and fell into the river like snowflakes.

When the golden Sanskrit fell into the body of the water ghost, it cut down the layers of silt, and gradually revealed the spirits in it, including men and women, but they were all full of resentment.

When Xu Xian saw this episode, he accelerated the frequency of chanting the scriptures, but no matter what, he couldn't reduce their resentment, the pain of losing the country, and the sorrow of killing, which were suppressed together at the bottom of the deep lake, turned into unstoppable curses and resentments, how could they be easily calmed down for ten years and a hundred years.

It's just that the people they resent and hated are probably no longer alive, but they will never be freed, and if they kill innocents indiscriminately and create sins because of resentment, then they will not be able to transcend life.

Xu Xian sighed, could it be that the compassion I possess is not enough to overcome so many unjust souls? If this is the case, let me use the good thoughts of hundreds of millions of Li people to dissolve the evil thoughts in your hearts!

This time, the golden Sanskrit text that Xu Xian spat out had a circle of blue and blue colors on it, and it fell into the bodies of those unjust souls.

I saw those ghosts full of resentment, full of hideousness, but at this moment they gradually calmed down, showing their true colors, some looked around blankly, like waking up from a dream, and some actually revealed a little peace, and the resentment they had accumulated for a hundred years gradually dissolved in the good thoughts contained in the merit and aura.

(To be continued)