Eternal Tranquility

The golden ooze given by Yun Zheng was stained, and the ancient bell given by Xu Su did not last long. At this point, all four protective instruments given by friends were destroyed.

Liu Qinghuan flew upwards in the soul pool, looking up: the black energy was so strong that he couldn't see how far away he was from the exit.

At this moment, he was supported by the outermost layer of the golden light shield. The ghost in the darkness seemed to sense that he wanted to escape, and wrapped around him and pulled him down hard, trying to pull him back into the abyss.

Therefore, his speed was greatly affected, and the small space for maneuvering in the pool made it even worse.

no! If he continues like this, he will be consumed to death here!

It seems that we still have to use Qinglian Karmic Fire.

Liu Qinghuan flipped his wrist, and the three-legged Qingluan Lantern was held in his hand.

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At this time, above the soul pool, ghosts climbed out of the pool one after another, and then rushed towards the hill southeast of the palace, where the Zhao family's home of cultivating immortals was located.

At the foot of the mountain, various spells and magic weapons were flying everywhere, explosions occurred one after another, and a large area of ​​the surrounding palaces had been leveled.

No one noticed that the dead soul pool suddenly rolled violently, and a piece of cyan was faintly revealed through the deep, prison-like surface.

All the struggling and howling ghosts seemed to be immobilized, and real expressions of fear appeared on their blurred faces, and they were all trembling with fear.

A lump suddenly bulged in the middle of the pool, bursting and exploding like a bubble. A quietly open blue lotus floated in the black air, then another one, and another one.

After a few breaths, the green lotus blossoms filled the entire soul pool. As a figure soared into the sky, the green lotuses danced and turned into a spreading fire.

Green lotus purifies the world and burns karma with fire. Even if there are thousands of pains and sins in the world, all their karma and results will be eliminated in the fire.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the green flames and the sea of ​​fire below him, as well as the painful and resentful souls that were destroyed in the sea of ​​fire, thinking that this was probably the best outcome for them.

Finally, they no longer have to repeat the torture of life and death here. The Green Lotus Karma Fire will burn out all their resentment, hate and hatred, and send them back to reincarnation.

However, Liu Qinghuan was also very vigilant and restrained the Green Lotus Karmic Fire around the soul pool to prevent it from spreading everywhere.

Sweat dripped down his face drop by drop, and he fired the fire control techniques one after another, but it still seemed a bit laborious.

After the black energy in the soul pool was burned out, the black stones that built the pool collapsed into powder, and the magic circle and runes carved on the stone no longer worked, Liu Qinghuan's magic formula became faster.

After the wildly dancing green lotus fire writhed for a while, it finally reluctantly returned to the three-legged green lantern and condensed into a small flame.

Liu Qinghuan let out a breath and quickly put it back into the ring.

This is the reason why he dare not use Qinglian Karma Fire now. Although this fire has been refined, as time goes by, the spirituality of the Qinglian Karma Fire becomes stronger and stronger, and it has obviously given birth to a flame spirit. Before Yan Ling recognizes him as his master, his binding force will become lower and lower.

On the hill in the distance, a lonely and thin man stood on the top of the mountain. He did not look at the battlefield where the fighting was going on down the mountain, but looked towards the direction of the soul pool.

After a while, the green flame disappeared, and a figure in black quickly flew towards this side. A smile appeared on the man's pale and delicate face, and his low voice floated in the wind: "That's okay, that's okay..."

A short Xiao crossed his mouth, and the distant Xiao sounded again.

Liu Qinghuan dodged a collapsed hall and just arrived at the edge of the battlefield when he heard the faint sound.

This was the third time Xiao Sheng sounded, but every time it sounded, it seemed to be accompanied by the retreat of the ghost army.

Seeing the ghost soldiers retreating one after another, several rays of light gathered in one place. They all looked surprised and uncertain, but also breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.

Liu Qinghuan saw three familiar people, the two men and one woman who had been with Xu Su before, but the other three were nowhere to be seen. There were also several other unknown monks, who probably arrived later.

Liu Qinghuan did not lean over, but looked at Yunzheng and Xu Su who were still fighting in the distance.

Their opponent was the tall general who led the ghost army before. He was seen holding the Yanyue long sword with murderous intent. Every time he swung the sword, strong winds roared, bringing out a black and red sword aura.

His movements are powerful and firm, and every move has the characteristics of military martial arts that are simple and neat, and directly hit the vital point. He is not afraid of Yun Zheng's cold sword intent.

The two men fought in close quarters, their bodies flying, and vertical and horizontal sword energy and blood-devouring sword energy kept flying out, cutting deep marks on the ground.

Xu Su, on the other hand, used a long-distance attack, and each water spell hit the ghost general like it had eyes, making him unbearable and roaring continuously.

The ghost general wanted to kill Xu Su, but was dragged away by Yun Zheng, so he could only turn around and attack Yun Zheng fiercely. If Yun Zheng was in danger, he only saw Xu Su's body flash, but he and Yun Zheng instantly changed positions. He drew a circle with his hands like Tai Chi, and softly pushed out a shield of clear water to block all attacks.

Liu Qinghuan was dazzled by the sight. The three people were fighting at a very fast pace. The figures in the field were whirling around, making it almost difficult to see clearly.

"These two guys had a lot of fun." Liu Qinghuan muttered, stopped thinking about stepping forward to help, and watched the battle with his head and hands folded.

Although the ghost general is powerful, with the increasingly tacit cooperation between Yun Zheng and Xu Su, he has actually been left to his own devices, and his defeat is only a matter of time.

And outside the palace in the distance, the solemn little monk Jingjue was sitting in an empty place, with the golden Buddha light on his body as bright as the sun.

The Sanskrit Buddhist chants came out of his mouth, turning into rippling waves, and the mysterious words spread out in the chanting of sutras.

The ghosts who retreated after hearing the sound of Xiao were actually attracted, and they all walked toward him in a daze, wandering. Before some of them could reach him, the black figures had turned transparent, and the original numbness and coldness had turned into peace and tranquility, getting lighter and lighter until they completely disappeared.

"This is what the little monk has always wanted to do..." Liu Qinghuan said to himself.

Jingjue's purpose in entering Bugui Ruins was far simpler than those of them. He just wanted to appease the resentment and anger of those ghosts.

Looking back, Liu Qinghuan looked towards Yun Zheng, but his eyes suddenly shrank!

"Stop it..."

A low and tired voice sounded from the mountain path, and a red cloak first appeared in front of everyone.

The person who came down was short and thin, and climbed down the steps slowly. Different from other ghosts who only have a blurry face, his face is no different from that of ordinary people, but it looks paler and thinner, but there is a huge pressure on him.

All the monks present were shocked. Many turned around and ran away, disappearing into the palace complex in the blink of an eye.

Yun Zheng and Xu Su repelled the general and then withdrew, flew to Liu Qinghuan's side, and looked at the man who was walking down slowly as if he was facing an enemy.