The ghost gate's ingestion of souls is not controlled by humans. The souls can enter the ghost gate, which means that they have met the requirements of the ghost gate. It also means that - the underworld messenger looked at Hu Qing with complex eyes - after the baptism of merit, Siro's heavenly punishment is over.
However, there are many ghosts in Xiluo, so she - is she willing to give up?
"How could there be such stupid people... extremely stupid..." The Ghost Emperor saw his Rakshasa army being washed into useless waste and drifting into the ghost gate. He was so angry that he spoke incoherently and shouted repeatedly, "Listen, all ministers."
Order, destroy the Ghost Gate! Kill——" He shook his finger, "Those two people!"
It refers to Hu Nuan and Hu Qing.
Yang Tianxiao and others sneered, kill them? Who do you think you are!
The ghosts rushed towards the center of the light source, were blocked, and started a new round of fighting.
This time Fan Lao didn't pick an opponent. He looked at the light golden light of merit, and then looked back at the endless Rakshasa ghosts. With so much merit, could it be enough to save so many Rakshasa ghosts? He made an instant decision to kill that ghost.
The blindfold that had not been touched for a long time was taken off.
In just an instant, a dark red flame surged out, burning into a mighty river in mid-air, running wildly, spinning and sweeping across, making Rakshasa ghosts howl miserably wherever it passed.
The underworld envoy was surprised: "It turns out that there is a hell fire here. Judging from its shape, isn't this the evil flames of hell?"
After Hu Qing released her merits, she did not need to enter trance like Hu Nuan. She stood behind Hu Nuan, next to the underworld envoy who came at some time. After hearing this, she asked: "Is the evil flame of hell very powerful?"
The Ming Envoy glanced at her sideways. Although he couldn't see it, Hu Qing still felt the deep contempt from the bottom up from another world.
"Why isn't our Yin Ming great?"
"..."
"But Hell's Evil Flame is very...well, has a bad temper, and is harder to control than Red Lotus Karma Fire. This guy is a bit interesting." The Ming Envoy's words were full of appreciation.
Hu Qing remembered that Fan Lao once said that it was not he who made the contract with the fire, but him who made the contract with the fire. After he died, everything including his soul would be handed over to the fire.
The evil flames of hell can easily burn ghosts to death.
Hu Qing froze and looked in a certain direction, but shouted loudly to Fan Lao: "Master, don't burn them to death, we are going to send them to reincarnation -"
Fan Lao didn't reply, "Humph, I didn't even look at you like that? Why don't you see how hard you are working, so why don't you burn off the evil power in the Rakshasa ghost first so as to save your merit?"
Hu Qing stared and saw that the bodies of those Rakshasa ghosts were burning with fire. Although it was painful and unbearable to look at directly, they were not burned to death. They were only burnt to a much smaller size. They were blown into the golden light by the waves of the long river of flames, and then passed by the Buddha's light and merit.
Easily become clean before being sucked into the ghost gate.
In other words, the first level of purification is Fan Lao, the second level is purification of Hu Nuan, the third level of purification is Hu Qing, and the ghost gate is accepted.
Pretty silky smooth assembly line.
Everyone below looked at it in amazement. They had never seen such perfect coordination before. It was quite scary. The ghost gate was scary. Hu Qing’s female ghost king was scary. Hu Nuan’s Buddha light was scary. Hall Master Fan’s yin fire was also scary.
Han Li murmured: "This is the first time I have seen this fire."
Everyone said to themselves that this was also the first time we met.
The ghost queen is ignorant and fearless: "Aren't all fires the same? They can burn people to death. They are all terrible."
Everyone: "..." That makes sense!
The servants were entangled in their footsteps, and the Rakshasa ghost was blocked by the Yin Fire. The Ghost Emperor was so angry that he suddenly formed a giant sword made of nine dragons and slashed at the ghost gate.
Dongjia quickly caught up with him, and his blurry figure directly overlapped the Ghost Emperor's body.
The giant sword that was about to cut down stood in the air.
The Ghost Emperor was furious: "You must go against me? Don't forget your identity!"
Two people fighting in one body.
The owner’s voice was calm: “This is the best way out for Silla.”
"Fart! The best way out for Cilla is to follow me to fight out of this cursed Jedi! You are just my ghost, do you think you can defeat me?" The Ghost Emperor's roar resounded throughout the world.
Everyone was shocked, what, the boss is the ghost emperor's ghost?
This, this, this, I didn’t expect this!
Even Hu Qing turned over to watch the excitement.
The messenger followed and watched the excitement.
The Ghost Emperor continued to roar: "You are my incompetent and weak side. Back then, I was temporarily soft-hearted. I didn't kill you but just exiled you. You didn't respect the Lord's order and dared to go against me everywhere. These years, if you hadn't secretly
If you cause trouble, I will lead my army to kill you in the Yang Realm!"
The boss continued calmly: "You can't succeed. Without me, you won't succeed either."
The two forces struggled, each trying desperately to devour the other.
"How presumptuous! Get out of here! Otherwise, I will take you back now!"
The boss couldn't bear it anymore: "Stupid."
What?
"No one can leave the Ghost Kingdom of Xilao. Why can I leave?"
Ghost Emperor: "Because I am Zhen Xilao, the main soul body, and you can only escape with a small split soul."
Boss: "I can't leave without the haunted forest outside Xiluo. You think that defeating me, destroying my consciousness, and then devouring me will make your skills even better - stupid, stupid, you are the one
That split soul."
Like a thunderbolt hitting his head, the Ghost Emperor refused to accept this cruel truth: "Impossible!"
"Then I will prove it to you." The boss was still calm up to this point. He watched more and more ghost people in front of him regain their true souls and be sucked into the ghost gate. His mood became calmer and calmer, and he no longer even considered the serious worries in his mind.
However, it still needs to be eliminated, lest this dark soul ruin this great opportunity.
Hu Qing - I didn't expect that this half-way connection would lead to such a great fate.
Fortunately, he didn't do anything to these children when he was awakened.
God, are you finally giving Silla a chance?
The struggle between the two forces in the Ghost Emperor's body ended with the Ghost Emperor slowly falling into a disadvantage. In the end, he was suppressed by his boss and could only breathe.
"Impossible, this is impossible -" he growled hoarsely.
Boss: "How is this impossible? You are my dark side. You have raised an army of Rakshasa yourself. As they are saved, your power will also be weakened. This is called backlash. Don't you understand backlash?"
idiot.
Ghost Emperor: "I am not willing to accept it, I am not willing to accept it——"
The host stared at the crowds of souls wading through the golden ocean to find their final destination, and said calmly: "I was not willing to give in, but now I am willing."
Ghost Emperor: "If you and I join forces, as long as we break through the barrier of Xilao, there will be no need to worry about failure."
At this moment, he can only lobby, even if he is forced to retreat behind the scenes, as long as the Rakshasa army is preserved and as long as the identity of the Ghost Emperor is still there, he will surely make a comeback one day.
My boss has long ignored this little thought: "The ghost people are gone, so what's the use of this ghost emperor? Although you are just a ghost, you still need to be enlightened."
The Ghost Emperor wanted to scold his mother, but instead he scolded his boss. Oh no, it should be the real Ghost Emperor. He scolded him for his lack of ambition and made his plans with his ministers come to nothing.
The owner's lips curled up in indifference. He had been dead for a hundred thousand years, so what ambitions did he have?
Originally, he wanted to keep the split soul. After all, if he killed the split soul, he would be seriously injured. The split soul turned the ghost people into Rakshasa. He had to find a way to change back. No matter how difficult it was, he would change back.
But now there is a better choice, so, split soul or something, just die.