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Chapter 1492 If you don't give it, I'll grab it

The man spread his palms, and the soul-calling bell was hovering on his palms and turning slowly, but another scene of extreme confusion appeared for him. The sinner seemed to suddenly become excited, and you can clearly feel its excitement.

How can I describe it? It's like a prisoner who has been locked up for more than ten years and you suddenly send him to a women's prison. He is so excited.

"Huh?" The man was confused for a long time, and an illusion emerged spontaneously: "Am I the one who caught it, or is it trying to catch me?"

"Wha..." The criminal suddenly let out a long roar, which cut through the night sky sadly.

The person holding the soul-calling bell frowned and said, "I will accept whatever you call for."

Less than a kilometer away, Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun heard the news and rushed towards the park at the same time. The man clapped the soul summoning bell in his hand, and the bell made a crisp sound and then hit the sinister opposite.

Ghost, just when he was about to hit it, a figure shot over from a distance, stretched out his legs and kicked the soul-calling bell.

"Bang" the soul-summoning bell was kicked crookedly, and then fell back into the man's hand. Xiang Que turned his head and said: "Go back to the eighteenth level of hell. When I get free time, I will naturally arrange it for you."

"It's him, yes." Wang Kunlun glanced at the other person and recognized him.

Xiang Que and the man looked at each other, and both of them frowned at the same time. The two sides came to a conclusion with this glance. If they were enemies, this would definitely be a very difficult opponent, but it was obvious that they seemed

There is no prerequisite for becoming friends.

After Xiang Que looked at the other party, he spoke first: "I wonder which cave heaven this fellow Taoist comes from, the Thirty-six Small Cave Heavens or the Seventy-two Blessed Lands? No matter where you come from, you should be considered a newcomer.

Right? Fellow Taoist, since you are new to this place, why did you surrender that ghost beast?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I come from the Thirty-six Little Cave Heavens. No matter where I come from, my mission in life is to conquer demons, collect ghosts and drive away souls. This ghost beast should come from the eighteenth level of hell."

In the middle, and the first fourteen levels will not appear, at least those who have committed great evil during their lifetime will be judged and sent to the great hell and suppressed for tens of millions of years without being able to escape. Such sinful ghosts and dead souls will be seen by everyone in our generation.

It is unavoidable to punish him.”

Xiang Que yelled, interrupted the other party and said, "Why do you want to punish him?"

"It is the soul of a guilty ghost, committing great evil..."

Xiang Que interrupted the other party again and asked aggressively: "Then did you see him doing evil? Was it burning, killing, looting, or causing harm to others?"

The man was a little angry when pressed by Xiang Que's strong words. He replied coldly: "I said it is the soul of a sinful ghost. It has great evil in itself and will be imprisoned in the hell to suffer tens of thousands of years of punishment."

Only then can we get out of trouble, otherwise we will live forever

It cannot be reincarnated, but all those in the Buddhist and Taoist sects who see this must be taken back to the eighteenth level of hell, otherwise the mortals in this world will suffer, what? Do we have to wait for it to cause harm to people before taking it away? Isn't that a waste of money?

Killed a life?"

Xiang Que took two steps forward and said as he walked: "What do you mean by this? Did it continue to do evil after it was alive and died? Master Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva even left an oath to go to hell to save the souls of sinful ghosts, and he gave it to

How did they get to you if they had the slightest chance of reincarnation?

It seems that there is no chance at all? Everyone in the world has made numerous mistakes. As long as they correct themselves sincerely, Buddha will not hold on to them. This ghost beast has been detained since entering the eighteenth level of hell and has never harmed the world. Come up here

Isn’t it unfair to label him as a man of many evil deeds?”

The man didn't seem to be very good at words. He opened his mouth for a long time without replying to Xiang Que. In the end, he could only say simply: "You are using strong words to make sense."

Xiang Que snorted, and the old god said calmly: "Also, do you know what it has done this year? He is now performing the duties of the underworld, and all those lonely souls and wild ghosts who do not enter the underworld will be killed by him.

Collecting them and sending them to the underworld should be doing good deeds and accumulating merit, right?"

After Xiang Que said these words, he felt a little embarrassed. It was a bit too high-sounding, and it was quite shameless to label using power for personal gain as a righteous thing.

The other party's face turned red from being suppressed, and he simply waved his hand and said: "Sophistry"

Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and said: "Fellow Taoist, if you release the ghost beast, we will all be in peace. It has not harmed anyone and it has not harmed you. It is a bit unreasonable that you have to keep it. That ghost beast

I released it, and I have the duty to take care of it. If it really harms anyone, you can even take it back from me, but you have never seen it do evil, right?"

"Nonsense, the souls of sinners and ghosts who fell into my hands will only have one fate. They will be refined into ashes and never see the light of day again."

Xiang Que laughed and continued to ask: "It really doesn't make sense?"

"It doesn't make sense"

Xiang Que immediately suppressed his smile, opened his hand and grabbed the soul-summoning bell in the other person's hand without any warning. The man was a little shocked when he saw this, and it seemed that he suddenly moved his hand without thinking when he spoke. He took a few steps back to ask for help.

Holding the soul-calling bell, he said: "You dare to risk the world's great taboo and attack me? Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage?"

Xiang Que sneered and said, "You overestimate yourself, don't you? Who gave you the face to represent the world? I told you to hand over the ghost beast to me, and we will live in peace. If you don't hand it over, I will have no choice but to force you."

Grab it now”

The man simply stopped saying anything and reached out to tap the soul-calling bell. Instantly, the bell grew larger and turned into a big bell again, hovering in front of him and rotating slowly.

Xiang Que slapped it with his palm, and the "bang" sound printed on the clock made a loud roar, but it did not move at all and showed no sign of being shaken. Xiang Que was stunned for a moment. His hands were a little sore and numb due to the vibration of the big bell.

The force he endured was a bit rare. His slap was so powerful that it could even crack a stone, but the clock actually didn't move at all.

"My soul-binding bell weighs ten thousand kilograms. It can suppress the souls of countless sinful ghosts in the first level of hell and cannot escape. It can withstand three tribulations of thunder from the sky without moving at all. It can crush the mountains and dare not move rashly. You can carry my body with your body.

The soul-binding bell is too arrogant

"The man sarcastically mocked Xiang Que for a few words, then stretched out a finger and quickly drew on the clock. Suddenly a golden light appeared on the clock, and it spun faster and faster, and then it turned without any warning.

Fly towards Que.

Seeing this, Xiang Que tapped the ground with his toes. When he quickly retreated, he stretched out his hand to get another chance. Then he stepped forward to gain momentum and struck out with another palm.

He really doesn’t believe in this evil anymore. It’s just a big bell. Can’t I really bear it?


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