Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Fourth Wronged Soul Asking for Help
Fang Yue put his hands behind his back and Shi Shiran walked out of the formation.
But just halfway, he encountered a dusty ghost of an injustice.
"Fang Yue, help me!"
This wronged soul was lying in front of Fang Yue, like a porcelain victim, and Fang Yue jumped three feet in fright.
Then he asked: "What's wrong with you!" "I am a farmer of this generation. I work hard at sunrise and rest at sunset. I never provoke anyone. But I didn't expect that just yesterday evening,
A handsomely dressed young man came to my family's field and killed me and several old buddies who farmed with me without knowing what happened. He
After killing people, they also drained our blood and captured our souls! I resisted with all my strength and escaped!"
The appearance of this wronged soul gradually became clearer, and it returned to its original appearance.
This is indeed a very simple farmer, with dark skin all over. He is not tall and has strong muscles.
"You have to find someone to blame for this! Why do you ask me?"
Fang Yue did not accept the job. This man has his own destiny, and ghosts have their own ways. Living people, if they encounter grievances, they can go to officials and knights to seek justice.
As for the dead people, they need to talk to the ghosts and then let the ghosts capture their souls!
"The old farmer has found Master Gui Cha! It's Master Gui Cha who called the old farmer to find you! He said that the matters here involve cultivators. They can't interfere. And Master Fang Yue has a dual identity and can take care of it.
People can also overcome the souls of miscarriages of justice! So it is appropriate to do so!"
After the old farmer finished speaking, Fang Yue knew what was going on.
I'm sorry that the local police officer didn't have enough authority to call the work to me!
Fang Yue was in a hurry to find the treasure and was unwilling to take care of such ill-intentioned matters.
Fang Yue is not the kind of old-fashioned and warm-hearted character. On the contrary, he was born in the market and is afraid of trouble. He has always stayed away from things that have nothing to do with his own interests.
The old farmer saw the change in Fang Yue's expression.
Clenching his teeth, he said cruelly: "That's what Master Gui Cha said! If Master Fang Yue is not willing to help, let me tell you what happened this time. It is not simple. If Master Fang Yue doesn't help, he will regret it sooner or later. If Master Fang Yue doesn't help, he will regret it sooner or later.
If you solve the problem, you can get a lot of benefits!"
"Acridine, this ghost knows me quite well?"
Fang Yue was stunned, he was interested!
"Say, where do you live? I'll help you find out who that guy is, killing ordinary people at will!"
Fang Yue patted the old farmer's shoulder, and a faint ray of death energy penetrated into the old farmer's body. For ordinary people, this death energy is poison and corrodes vitality. But for the wronged soul, it can strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body.
, stabilize the soul.
The old farmer's soul solidified. He slowly climbed up from the ground and walked forward step by step, staggering.
Lead Fang Yue towards the door of his house.
The old farmhouse is not far away, only three to five miles away.
In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the location of the old farmhouse.
The scene in front of him shocked Fang Yue.
This is a small village, and all the villagers make a living through fishing, animal husbandry and farming.
The villagers are extremely simple and unconcerned with the world. This was supposed to be a paradise, where chickens and dogs can hear each other, and there are endless roads.
However, what caught Fang Yue's eyes was a human slaughterhouse.
Corpses were lying sideways, and stumps and broken arms were everywhere.
A head rolled down to Fang Yue's feet, revealing a face full of fear and ferocity, with his eyes wide open in anger, refusing to close his eyes.
After Fang Yue saw it, his heart skipped a beat and he let out a nameless roar.
"Old Wangtou! He is Old Wangtou! But why did he die? He died so miserably!"
The old slave beside Fang Yue screamed miserably, and his face was instantly deformed.
Fang Yue rubbed his teeth.
"Who, who did this? Just kill people, why should you be tortured so cruelly before death?"
Fang Yue's voice became hoarse.
In a private house, a young Taoist priest wearing silk clothes came out.
There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that there was another fish that slipped through the net!"
The young Taoist priest in silk silk has an exquisite symbol embroidered on his chest.
This fits Fang Yue, who is no stranger to it: "Are you from Tianguo Mansion?"
Fang Yue had seen this symbol on the people he captured. Tianguofu is one of the supreme religions in the outside world. In his ancestors, there were several saints who suppressed the secrets. No one can deceive them.
"Oh? A little native can actually see my origins! Could it be that you are that madman Fang Yue?"
The young Taoist didn't look surprised. Instead, after seeing Fang Yue, his eyes shone with excitement.
"God is really helping me. I have just absorbed nearly a hundred rays of divine souls, breaking through the suppression of the divine earth, and can exert the strength of the sixth level of innateness. I didn't expect to meet you! I just suppressed it, and used your head in exchange for a huge reward.
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Fang Yue's face darkened. He didn't know what a divine soul was, but he could vaguely guess that the so-called divine soul referred to the souls of people from the Yan Kingdom.
And the outside world has issued a reward for him?
Judging from the young Taoist's expression, the reward must be quite large.
"You kill people, but why do you torture them cruelly and then kill them!"
In this world, the weak eat the strong. Fang Yue has gradually adapted to the laws of the jungle. But he cannot accept the extremely painful and ferocious cheeks before death. "Hahaha! This is to make their death more valuable! You
Perhaps you still don’t know that the Yan Kingdom was built on divine soil, and every living being born there contains a ray of divine essence deep in the soul. If you die in an ordinary way, this ray of divine essence will not be revealed and will be difficult to refine. Only
suffering before death
Only through torture and emotional excitement can the divinity in the soul be refined after death!"
There was already a hint of madness in the young Taoist's expression.
When he said the word torture, there was obviously a look of enjoyment in his eyes.
"You have become a demon! This kind of practice is not orthodox! Torture and killing have made your mind dusty. Even if you refine your divinity, you will not be able to go very far in your practice."
Fang Yue shook his head.
Divine soil and divinity will undoubtedly push the entire Yan Kingdom into a bottomless abyss.
However, as the divinity is refined, it will also fall into the devil's path, and eventually reason will dissipate and turn into ferocious demons that only know how to kill! "Shut up! Yellow-mouthed kid, what do you know? Divinity is precious and can absorb faith! The accumulated divinity
The more, the more power of faith we can accommodate in our souls! When the time comes, we can use the power of faith to transform our physical body into a divine body! The body of a god king or the holy bodies of all heavens can be
You will be trampled under our feet and you will never be able to stand up again!"
The young Taoist's voice was full of pride and expectation.
Fang Yue completely understood that this man had been blinded by desire and was completely hopeless.
Divinity is precious, but it should come from the right path.
This kind of divinity obtained through plundering and cruel killing will only become demonic in the end! "According to legend, the divinity of this divine soil will increase as the practitioner's realm improves! You can kill the fifth-level innate cultivator, and the divinity in your body must be
A hundred times more than ordinary people! Contribute your soul! Make me invincible! I will become a god, and your contribution will be written in the alchemy book of history.
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The young Taoist Fang Yue roared. Fang Yue looked at him with pity: "You are really crazy! You are not becoming a god, but turning into a demon! Do you know that refining other people's souls is a supreme sin. Even if it is
When you get to the underworld, you will also encounter judgment, fall down to the eighteen levels of hell, and suffer endless pain and torture, and it will be difficult to transcend?
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"Underworld? Hell? What is that? When I become a god and escape reincarnation, no one can control me!"
The young Taoist showed a ferocious look. He had exhausted his patience while talking to Fang Yue!
A big spear appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. On top of the big spear, a flash of golden light flashed, slashing towards Fang Yue like crazy!
Above Da Ge, in addition to the bright golden brilliance, there are also wisps of ferocious aura emerging. A faint black light is stained on the golden light.
"You are looking for death! Did you know? It was originally an immortal weapon, but you used the power of killing to increase its power and became infected with boundless evil spirit. Sooner or later, you will die under your own big halberd!"
Fang Yue looked horrified and quickly retreated.
This guy is crazy. This method of forging weapons violates taboos and cannot be suppressed by his destiny!
"Killing one person is a crime, but killing a hundred people is a hero! If you lay down millions of people, you will be the king of kings!"
The young Taoist didn't care. He knew that his Immortal Euphorbia Soldier had evil intentions. But he was sure that his strength would advance faster than the growth rate of the Evil Soldier. By then, this Evil Soldier would be suppressed by him forever.
, there is no room for resistance!
"King of kings? Ham sausage?"
Fang Yue was stunned for a moment, and then he got out of the state of complaining.
This ferocious soldier is dangerous and can harm others and himself! If he is contaminated even a little bit, he will definitely not end well!
"The heavenly calamity deepens and baptizes me with the evil spirit!"
Fang Yue did not hesitate and activated the Heavenly Tribulation. Although he had the power to fight this guy, he was unable to extract the evil spirit from this fierce weapon.
Such fierce soldiers are more dangerous when they have no master than when they have one!
When there is a master, one must first turn against the master and then murder other people.
But once the master dies, the vicious soldier will no longer have anyone to restrain it. At that time, it will evolve its mind, kill people on its own, drink the blood of thousands of people, and achieve its own goals!
The power of the Heavenly Tribulation is pure thunder.
Judge life and death, purify heaven and earth.
It is the best way to purify evil spirits.
Streams of thunder struck down, like a violent storm, falling on the big halberd.
"Oh my God, why are all my thunder tribulations directed at this spurge!" The dark clouds gathered, and they were all above the head of the young Taoist. On the contrary, it was Fang Yue, with a clear sky above his head, not even a single cloud!
"What kind of method is this! Why is it so terrifying! I seem to hear the bell of death! I see the footsteps of the God of Death!"
The face of the young Taoist changed dramatically. The thunder of the vast expanse was like a wave, completely submerging him, and the layers of lightning flashed endlessly. It was like waves in the sea, innumerable.
A large silver bell appeared above the young Taoist's head. Although it was condensed with thunder, its charm was beyond the scope of ordinary thunder disasters.
After that, a big sword came down and chopped down the young Taoist from head to toe.
The young Taoist had relied on his divinity and had returned to the sixth level of the innate realm in this world. However, he was still chopped into pieces and his body was cracked. He was unable to resist at all in the face of the majesty of heaven and earth.
He opened his mouth and made a gurgling sound in his throat. But in the end, he didn't spit out even a single word. He was turned into ashes under the thunder.