Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Wang Ping shook his head hard, crying and crying. After a long time, he murmured: "You are right, I missed the best person in the world, I have no chance, everything. Nothing."

People, why do you always have to wait for the loss before you understand it?

Ye Shaoyang shook his head gently, facing Wang Ping, raising his palm.

"Don't worry about Yang!"

Li Xiaoqiang and Xiao Yiyun both came to the scene and came forward to stop him.

"You are a god, how can you kill ghosts and increase karma." Li Xiaoqiang has always known the book, and he persuaded.

"Shaoyang, you have been captured the title of Tianshi, the emperor let you take her, restore the board, if you kill her now, you will give up." Xiao Yiyun said with a frown.

"Boss, I am not afraid of punishment, let me come!" Four treasures shouted.

Ye Shaoyang ignored it, pushed away the two and leaned over to look at Wang Ping.

A group of people waited around, no one came up to dissuade them. They all knew that Ye Shaoyang never feared any law. He wanted to kill Wang Ping. Even if he was standing in front of him, he could not stop him from doing it.

Wang Ping stunned for a moment, but his expression calmed down and looked at Ye Shaoyang. His tears flowed down and said, "You kill me, so that you are comfortable, I don't have to live in the hustle and bustle..."

Turned to the pony's body, and said: "Shaoyang, before killing me, can you let me see the pony again?"

The pony is the projection of the soul, enters the underworld, and usually walks like a ghost, but once the soul breaks down, the flesh will still appear. After all, it is the law of life. He is the soul of the body, and the body has already appeared and died.

Ye Shaoyang is also the projection of the soul. Before Zhang Guo used the sorcerer to penetrate the seven ghosts on his body, after the soul-sucking, the body was naturally forced out, otherwise Zhang Guo could not complete the battle.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed Wang Ping's hair in one hand and dragged her to the body of the pony. He also looked down at the pony's face.

The pony lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his expression stiff, and he was dead.

Thinking of the pony's various kinds of life, Ye Shaoyang closed his eyes in pain, letting Wang Pingfu fall in front of the pony and crying.

"Pony, sorry, sorry, I regret it..."

Wang Ping’s voice choked and he was very miserable.

Ye Shaoyang believes that she is not pretending, she really regrets, but unfortunately, everything is over.

Wang Ping cried for a while, his emotions eased slightly, and he got up and looked at Ye Shaoyang. He said, "Shaoyang, you killed me. Maybe I can only make up for the sins that I have committed, so you can do it."

"Do you think that if you want to be free, you can get rid of it?" Ye Shaoyang said with a grin. "You want to die, I really don't want you to die!"

Finished, take a charm from the belt, cut through the fingertips, and draw a strange pattern on the blood.

Yan Lengyu saw it on the side and said: "Tian Shijie!"

Ye Shaoyang folded the charms with his hands, burned them into ash, closed their eyes, and silently prayed.

Pulling Wang Ping, who looked like a sigh, pulled her mouth open, blowing it against the palm of his hand, blowing all the paper ash into her mouth, and said coldly, "Do you regret it, do you want to die, right? Don't let you die, go to **** and rob!"

Xiao Yiyun and others looked at each other and were shocked and had nothing to say.

Ye Shaoyang planted the sorcerer's curse in Wang Ping's body, also known as the curse of the celestial division. It belongs to the privilege of a celestial division. It can only be used for ghosts who have committed robbery and sin.

This curse of the heavenly master, after a hundred robberies, does not eliminate, the sinister has no way, can not let the ghost with the curse of reincarnation, can only be detained in hell, the amount of robbery, until the Tianshi’s hatred of this ghost disappears, In order to lift this sad state.

Ye Shaoyang wrote another Tianshi Fu, burned it, and both hands clenched his hands and looked at the burning charm. He said: "Ye Shaoyang, the thirty-ninth-generation descendant of Maoshan, played the Chujiang King and will slay the dead soul Wang Ping Into the 16th Hall of the Living Hell, the ice and the little hell, with the cold and the bitterness, the eternal robbery, the eternal life can not be super!"

When Wang Ping heard it, he shouted "Don't!"

Re-carrying Ye Shaoyang’s legs and pleading with enthusiasm: “No, Shaoyang, you killed me, so I’m all right!”

"Now regret it, it’s late! The pony also regrets going to your place and wants to go back to the world. Who will come to fulfill him, who will return it to me!"

Ye Shaoyang screamed in anger, grabbed her hair, and slammed it up. The fire immediately hit it down, surrounded the soul, and flew straight to the north with the power of the charm.

In the air, Wang Ping’s crying and humming sounds were constantly coming, but no one was there to feel pity for her.

"Hey!" Ye Shaoyang's body was shocked and spewed a blood.

Yang Gongyi was originally close to him. He wanted to go forward and see Yan Lengyu set off and stood still.

芮 冷玉上上上叶少阳, sighed, said: "You are suffering this."

Without the name of Cui Fujun and the trial of the King of Luo, he directly used the Tianshi knot to bring the undead into the living hell. Although Wang Ping was guilty of sin, it was enough to go to hell. He also had this privilege as a heavenly master.

But after all, it is against the rules of the Yin, disciplining karma, not blaming.

This kind of injury can be recovered soon, but the result of the creation will increase the difficulty of confirming the mixed element.

Everyone thought of the whole process, and thought of the embarrassment and ending of Wang Ping and Xiao Ma.

"The little **** is enough." The road looked at Ye Shaoyang and smiled.

Ye Shaoyang stepped forward and said: "Give me the pony of the pony!"

The wind raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you have a way to resurrect the soul?"

Ye Shaoyang has a mouthful.

"Fu Jun, Zhao Yuanshuai is not a way, you were revived at the beginning." Yang Siling touched Li Xiaoqiang's arm and said.

"This..." Li Xiaoqiang said, "That is Zhao Yuanshuai and I have a good relationship with him. If you take a person's fineness and ask him, he will definitely not help. After all, this is Tiandi Avenue..."

Ye Shaoyang also knows this, so he did not report any hope at all. Zhao Xuantan eight generations of Heavenly Masters, Taoism is absolutely extinct, indeed there are dead wood springs, but the reincarnation is against the sky, occasionally encounter a very organic object, perhaps you can shoot once.

If you give back to the soul, he will not be a marshal, and now he must stay in hell.

To take a step back, if Zhao Xuantan and Xiao Ma are really organic, now Zhao Xuantan has come, and will not wait for people to look for him, that is not a hope.

Ye Shaoyang clenched his teeth, and the rushing wind said a word: "You must restore the pony's soul anyway!"

The eyebrows are picking up, "Do you ask me to do things, still so arrogant?"