The flame bureau of Qingyan Po is designed to punish the giant greed. What such a big resentment is this flame bureau?
Applying blood and engraving the stele of the poisonous sentence, after thousands of years, its resentment has begun to have its unique soul, which is equivalent to what we usually say.
The resentment of this stele was so big that Yang Zimei felt cold and bitter.
The resentment of this stele was liberated from the underground array. Like all the imprisoned evil spirits, when he saw the popularity, he immediately wanted to move.
Yang Zimei, Xiao Qian, ripples, have a special atmosphere, will not be the object of it.
Huo Wenhua's gloomy air is already close to ghosts, plus a large limit will come, and there is a kind of obscurity that can only be felt by people like Yang Zimei.
It's not the object it is looking for.
And the eight bodyguards are different, and the body is full of yang. It is the object of its jealousy and grievances. Therefore, it rushes to one of them.
Those bodyguards have no eyes, and naturally they can't see a black yin, and they rush to them with the cold cold.
They just felt that the temperature around me seemed to have dropped a lot, sweating back, and the goosebumps raised inexplicably on their arms.
Yang Zimei naturally saw it.
Her fingers hurriedly made tactics.
Samadhi True Fire bombed in the center.
However, the flame was quickly swallowed by the black gas, and it did not play a role in dispeling the black gas at all.
The dark gas is even more intense, and it produces a stronger force, attacking at a bodyguard closest to it at a amazing speed.
Yang Zimei was too confident about her Samadhi True Fire before.
Before that, the giant greedy nocal ghosts that had been resentful for thousands of years could burn and destroy it, and it was light enemy. It was believed that it could be easy to deal with this soul formed by the stele.
The result is exactly the opposite.
Samadhi True Fire is equivalent to this resentment soul.
This really made her unexpected.
Therefore, she was too late to stop it from attacking the bodyguard named Abao.
Abao's neck kept his neck, his eyes widened, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and his entire face was covered with dark gas.
Yang Zi's eyebrows rushed forward, and a few spells were posted on him, and the results were bounced and automatically burned.
"Hahaha……"
The original rough man Abao suddenly made a smile like a woman's pointed and grieving laughter in his mouth, as if from a millennium female ghost, which he heard everyone creepy.
A Bao's face with a resentful expression, fingers made orchid fingers, pointed at Yang Zimei, with a sharp tone, "You want to kill me? Haha, you can't kill me! Haha ..."
Her laughter was really scary, even ripples listened, the white hair on her body blown up, shaking a little.
The other bodyguards saw that their companions were suddenly attached to the ghost, and they became another look. No matter how big they were, they took a breath, and their bodies trembled, her footsteps unconsciously stepped back.
Yang Zimei realized that she used the ordinary spell that was used to drive Yin to evil, and she had to take out the killer — the small bell.
I hope Xiaozhong can cure this soul formed by the resentment of the world.
She quickly sealed the auditory perception of Huo Wenhua and copying ghosts, and began to shake the bell.