The clear light fell from the sky and dispersed the thickening clouds of resentment in the sky. Like a huge beam of light, it enveloped the entire black wooden boat. Liu Qinghuan, dressed in blue, sat cross-legged under the light and began to recite the mantra silently.
In the vast sky for three days, the mysterious light shines brightly in the sky. But no one can hear people singing songs, but there are sad cries.
I am dying and can't live. Who can I blame if my life is too fast? Three souls are lost, seven souls are running away, and I am far away with no one to rely on.
There is an extraditer here today, who is on duty to rescue the deceased, enter reincarnation early, and be born high in the sky...
The clear light slowly dispersed, and the blood soul demons clinging to the boat were illuminated by the light. They gradually forgot to scratch, and a trace of trance appeared on their faces full of resentment and pain.
Bai Fengming's chatter suddenly stopped and turned into an exclamation: "Do you want to save them?"
Laughter rang out again: "Hahahaha Senior Brother Liu, I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for more than a thousand years, you could even transcend the souls of the dead. What a pity, what a pity! The Blood Soul Evil is not an ordinary soul of the dead and cannot be transcended."
If it were anyone else, even if he were a Buddhist monk, he probably wouldn't be able to transcend the blood soul evil. However, as Liu Qinghuan is the extraditer chosen by Heaven, it is his duty to transform souls into souls, so there is no dead soul that he cannot transcend.
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It just takes a little more effort.
Therefore, Liu Qinghuan ignored Bai Fengming's sarcasm. The Qianqiu Samsara pen placed on his lap revealed brilliance like breathing, and the falling grand clear light spread more and more, gradually incorporating the sea of blood into the light.
The sound of crashing waves was still there, but the strong smell of blood was fading away. The color of the blood waves began to change, becoming no longer so dark red and sticky, and becoming a little clearer than water.
Bai Fengming, who was hidden in the sea of blood, finally changed his expression. He could feel that the barrier he had laid was being broken. What was even more frightening was that his control over the Blood Soul Evil was also rapidly declining.
"Liu Qinghuan! I really can't underestimate you at all, but how can I destroy the evil soul that I have raised for more than a thousand years at your hands?"
The next moment, all the blood soul demons surrounding the Xuan Ark suddenly trembled together, and the black ropes that tied them were moving like snakes, getting tighter and tighter, and their faces gradually became trance-like and peaceful.
To be taken over by pain again.
"Ahhh!" The vicious roar rose again. The most powerful Blood Soul Evil was pierced through the chest by a rope chain, and it raised its head to the sky and let out a sharp scream.
The other blood soul evil spirits also woke up, their resentment and hostility were three times heavier than before, and they rushed towards Xuan Zhou at the evil king's summons.
The evil king jumped directly onto the side of the ship, and at some point he had a bloody broken sword in his hand, slashing the Xuanzhou's protective shield fiercely.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After just three clicks, the protective shield was on the verge of collapse.
"Kill the Immortal!" Liu Qinghuan shouted softly, and then he saw a spear passing through the cloud of blood mist and resentment, reaching the top of the Xuanzhou. The gun body swept away the Blood Soul Demon and flew it away.
"Boom!" The Immortal Killing Spear rose up with billowing evil energy. Even if no one was controlling it, it still looked like a peerless ferocious weapon. It stabbed, stabbed and whirled around, knocking down the blood-soul evil spirits who had climbed onto the ship one by one back into the sea of blood.
Some have a one-shot, invincible posture.
Liu Qinghuan let the Immortal Killing Spear play with itself. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if there was a flash of compassion. He murmured the last mantra in his mouth, then stood up and tapped the Xuanzhou with the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen.
Above the sea of blood, the sound of chanting faintly sounded: the first is to stand up with Qi, the second is to follow Qi to be born, the third is to become Wanfa, the fourth is to be bright... I saw a long road extending outward from the side of the ship,
Nothingness yet solidity, darkness yet full of light, leading to an unreachable distance.
The road is the way back.
Outside the road, a sea of blood surged.
All the bloody souls are struggling in pain and cannot be freed.
There is a gray-blue mist gradually rising, and there are many shadows on the shore in the mist.
On the Mijin River, back to the shore, the road to the afterlife that had sunk outside the Forgotten City in Yin Yang Xu Tian reappeared in the sea of blood.
Liu Qinghuan stood at the bow of the boat and suddenly shouted: "You're still not awake!"
This sound was like a slap in the face, containing supreme magic power. All the Blood Soul Demons were shocked and stopped all their movements.
Liu Qinghuan let out a long sigh, raised the Qianqiu Samsara Pen and pointed at a nearby Blood Soul Demon. Several chains on its body broke and soon turned into black smoke and dissipated.
"Let's get on the road." Liu Qinghuan said, and reminded: "Don't look back."
The violence in the Blood Soul Demon's eyes dissipated, and he was sometimes clear and sometimes confused, but he crawled onto the road obediently and staggered towards Xuanzhou.
After a long journey, the evil spirit that was originally covered in blood gradually returned to its original appearance, and its tattered clothes became tidy again.
This is a woman who looks to be no more than 28 years old. When the pain subsides, her beautiful face is revealed.
She stepped onto the boat and stopped when she passed by Liu Qinghuan. She said politely, "Thank you, envoy!"
Liu Qinghuan nodded lightly: "Have a good trip."
The woman bowed again, then got into the cabin behind Liu Qinghuan and disappeared into the mysterious halo.
With the first one, there will be the second one. Each and every blood soul evil spirit was freed from the resentment and anger, the chains on his body were broken one after another, and he quietly embarked on his return journey.
In the distance, Bai Fengming finally appeared, looking here with a gloomy expression.
He failed.
The Dao Realm was almost effortlessly unlocked by Liu Qinghuan, and the Blood Soul Demon that he had worked so hard to refine completely lost control. No matter how he activated the spell, he could no longer control it.
Liu! Qing! Huan!
While Bai Fengming was filled with hatred, he couldn't help but feel some regret: Was he crazy before and went so far as to provoke the other party?
It's just that in recent years, the other party's reputation in the world of immortality has become more and more famous, but he himself can only hide in a dark corner and linger, not daring to expose his abandonment. Strong jealousy devours his heart.
Why! We all started at the same time and embarked on the path of cultivation at the same time. Their talents at the beginning were almost the same. Why would that person have a smoother path? Not only was he powerful and respected, but he also had the expectations of so many people.
He is not convinced, but he wants to see who is stronger!
"I lost..." Bai Fengming murmured, feeling depressed and unbearably angry. If he continued, he would definitely die.
He kept the green hills and was not afraid of running out of wood to burn, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
But I heard Liu Qinghuan's indifferent voice coming from behind: "Junior Brother Bai, where are you going?"
Bai Fengming turned around, finally no longer pretending to smile, but said coldly: "I lost this time, but we have a long way to go. When we meet again next time, we still don't know who will win and who will lose. Brother Liu, we will see you soon!"
Liu Qinghuan looked at Bai Fengming's figure that disappeared into the sea of blood after he finished speaking, and his tone was still very calm: "We don't need to meet again, you can't leave."
Sure enough, the next moment I heard a shout of shock and anger coming from the gray-blue mist: "Where is this place! Liu Qinghuan, is this your fantasy?!"
Liu Qinghuan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking over there: "That's not an illusion, that's the shore of turning back. Junior Brother Bai, you shouldn't turn back, so I can only trouble you to go through a few rounds of reincarnation on the shore of turning back first, and wait until I'm done with it.