There was a stinging sound, like water drops falling on a hot iron plate, and the half-soul monster immediately turned into a ball of white steam, flying up and floating in the air.
Above the house, it turned into a mist that resembled white clouds.
With every beheading of Xuanyuan Xuantian, Zhongli Yirui would utter extremely difficult to understand sentences from his mouth,
"Na Dosa come to Duo,,, Laximi, tremble and pull,,,,"[
These obscure syllables were chanted by Zhongli Yirui like a poet, and countless patterns of unknown meaning seemed to float out of his mouth.
These shining golden characters are like children who have just left their mother's body. Although they are floating in the air, they have no intention of flying towards the resentful spirit.
Zhongli Yirui was a little depressed. While he was reciting these purification spells attentively, he took out the purifying soul pen that he had bought before from his pocket.
What looks like a writing brush, but those are not ordinary wool or wolf hairs, they are the collar hairs of the three rabid dogs from hell.
He wrapped the pen around these golden characters a few times, gathering together the most commonly used characters with purification.
With a flick of the pen tip, the golden characters seemed to be given wings and flew towards the resentful soul.
The resentful souls that had turned into balls of white air were wrapped tightly upwards one by one by the tightly arranged golden characters, and were fixed on the pieces of talisman paper.
In the end, there were fewer white resentful souls, and they were directly purified and frozen.
With a flick of Zhong Li Yirui's slender fingers, those golden words turned into fine white smoke and dispersed in the air.
And every time the golden spell will become very light after the purification is completed, and will disappear into the air before the second purification is carried out.
So Zhongli Yirui is like the Tang Monk in Journey to the West who recited the tight curse, with characters flying out of his mouth non-stop.
Cleaning up the resentful souls of the monsters that Xuanyuan Xuantian killed. Unfortunately, there were too many of them, and Xuanyuan Xuantian killed them too fast.
In the end, Zhongli Yirui had no time at all, so he simply followed his thoughts with his mouth, and the purification charm flew out even faster.
But to Ling Xiaotu, Zhongli Yirui's mouth just opened and closed like a fish without making any sound.