I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Chapter 19 Alarm Override Act

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Bai Qiuran let go of his hand, and Tang Xie's **** body fell to the altar, and blood ran down the ground.

He turned around, wiped off the dust from his body, and then looked at the two hundred boys and girls, the civil and military officials, and the long princess Tang Ruowei who was still standing.

The girl stared straight at him, and after thinking about it, Bai Qiuran wiped the blood on her hands, and showed her a harmless smile on her.

"Exclude evil affairs, eliminate evil affairs."

He pointed to the body around him and said:

"It was his first move."

"I know."

Tang Ruowei nodded blankly.

"Well!"

At this moment, the Chinese teacher Fu Qianqiu, who was standing next to the altar at the edge of the altar, suddenly covered his head and uttered a sore sigh. After a while, the emperor of Shangxuan Kingdom moaned with his head.

It seems that when Tang Xiexie died, the magical techniques that controlled the people's hearts that were cast on them disappeared without the caster, and the cultivation of the state master and Shangxuan emperor was regarded as the highest in the field, so they woke up first.

However, those thousands of soldiers are different. In order to increase their combat power, Tang Xiexie has used other methods to transform them into something like a corpse soldier, so Bai Qiuran had no psychological pressure to kill him.

On the contrary, he made it easier for Bai Qiuran. Although he could do a forced break through the air hood and kill him, he would certainly have a lot of entanglement.

Tang Xiexie transformed these soldiers into adult non-ghost or non-ghost stuff, and the process could not be reversed. It would be better to kill them and make it easier for them to return to the wheel as soon as possible.

"Father Emperor!"

Seeing Emperor Shangxuan covering his head, it seemed sober, Tang Ruowei hurried up to the altar and helped him.

"Are you okay?"

"Why is your head so painful?"

Emperor Shangxuan shook his head and said:

"I remember that He was sacrificing to heaven, what happened after that?"

"Is such that……"

Tang Ruowei began to introduce the story of his father to the emperor, and Bai Qiuran fell into the ground by himself, and he still had things to do. Those innocent people who were captured by Sima Yingbo and others for Tang Xie to build a matrix , Their souls are still tied to the soil formation under the altar and cannot be released. novelmtl.com

As soon as he entered the hollow in this stratum, Bai Qiuran's nose smelled a pungent blood. In spiritual vision, all the people who had been slaughtered gathered towards him. Their features were like melted wax figures. Eyes and mouth have become dark hollows, looking extraordinarily painful and horrible.

Bai Qiuran's footsteps, no match to pour out, ruined the formation on the ground that restrained their freedom, and then moved the method to begin to surpass these injustices.

However, his transcendence is different from the transcendence method of the Heavenly Buddha Gate. Those big bald heads weave bridges with scriptures to clean up the grievances and connect the other shores for these innocent souls. Because I did n’t go through the formal channels from the overcast, I have to wait for a long time to complete the formalities. Bai Qiuran is much simpler. To some extent, his method is to call the police directly and ask the police to handle it by himself.

After hitting a few runes, Bai Qiulan stopped. Two minutes later, a crisp cricket sound that only mortal people like him could hear, from near to far, came slowly from the void. .

In the midst of nothingness, there was a dark road winding, and then Bai Qiulan saw that the figure of Xue Ling, his old "person", slowly solidified from nothingness and walked towards him.

Yinchao restrained the soul so that it was still a dead face with no expression. He clasped Tieqing's face and put the mule in his hand back, and asked:

"Bai Qiuran, what does the spell call me?"

"Well."

Bai Qiuran looked up in the direction of the ghosts gathered in this hollow, because the ghosts instinctively felt a kind of fear because of the overcast.

"Those souls, your job is here."

Xue Ling swept around the soul there and frowned slightly.

"So many dying people who haven't reached the end of their lives in the book of life and death. What have you done in this world?"

"Still the same way, killing, taking blood, restraining the soul, and then preparing to practice."

Bai Qiuran replied:

"But that guy killed me. You don't have to search for the soul."

"Humph."

Xue Ling snorted coldly, but did not say anything. Like Tang Yanxie, who had done too many damages and things, he took them and sent them to Abi Hell, where he was tortured to death. Bai Qiu However, to beat him to a smashing spirit, in a way, saves the effort of the ghost world.

Yin Yin's soul restraint began to work in an orderly way. He took out the iron chain. He originally looked like a one-arm long soul iron chain, but it could stretch indefinitely. Xue Ling bound all the ghost's wrists here, binding them Lined up in a row, and Bai Qiuran watched the whole time.

At the end, he asked:

"Hey, this time, can I count it in your merit books again?"

"That's it."

Xue Ling tightened the iron chain in her hand and replied:

"But you have repeatedly escaped the life-limitation blame, don't think you can make it so easily.

"Uh-huh, I know."

Bai Qiuran nodded.

He was too debt-ridden anyway, and Chaodu Soul never thought that he would get this in his ghost record.

Xue Ling formed all the ghosts into a long dragon, and stood on the trail that extended from nothing, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he looked at Bai Qiuran and said:

"Yes, Bai Qiuran, you ..."

"What am I?"

Bai Qiuran touched his head, wondering.

"No, nothing."

Xue Ling retracted her gaze, pulled the iron chain in her hand, and did not know where to pull out a paper-filled lantern. The lantern shimmered and illuminated the path in the void.

"Leave and follow me."

In the darkness, the sound of the crippled mules resounded, accompanied by a sound of groaning from nowhere, and the ghost with a blue face took a long line of ghosts and slowly walked in The void disappeared.

"Hey, what did you say?"

Bai Qiuran was still thinking about Xue Ling's restless expression before, but couldn't think of what he had to say to himself.

He had to clap his hands and muttered:

"Neuropathy."

He broke out of the soil, and his body emerged from the solid ground of the Emperor's Mausoleum, but before standing still, he heard someone shouting beside him.

"Come out! He's out!"

Bai Qiuran turned his head and found that the Emperor Shangxuan and the National Teacher were pointing at him in excitement, while Tang Ruowei beside him was pulling his father's robe with a flush. The civil and military officials present seemed to have sobered up. At present, Bai Qiuran was making a circle around and watching him emerging from the ground together.

While Bai Qiuran stood up, he looked at them silently, while Tang Ruowei coughed and reminded:

"Father Emperor, manners, manners!"

"Ahem."

Emperor Shangxuan coughed softly to cover up his malady. He thought about it, and then hesitated to Bai Qiuran with some hesitation.

"Xian Chang, this time, I would like to thank Xian Chang for his help. I am on behalf of the thousands of people in Xuan Kingdom, thank you for your kindness."

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Bai Qiuran waved his hand.

"Play slowly, I'm leaving."

"Eh? Immortal, at least let me thank Xianchang's great gratitude!"

The Emperor Shangxuan shouted to him.

"No, you can't afford what I want."

"Then, at least let me set up a feast for Xianchang."

"I do not want to eat."

Bai Qiuran refused decisively, then he beckoned to the Chinese teacher Fu Qianqiu:

"There is something for that senior teacher over there, I want to ask you something. You deal with things here first, and I will come to you later."