Brother Ouyang paused, felt relieved, and let out a sigh and retreated again.

At this time, the flying white things flew back and were copied by Luo Mingguang in his hand. Xu Lin finally saw clearly that feelings were a sword, but did not emit the gloss that the metal should have. Instead, it seemed like it was matte, pale and pale.

He was about to take a closer look at what material was made of, but the sword disappeared from the hands of the National Master.

The strange screams came out from the other side. It turned out that Shentu cut a few pieces of meat on Hanba one after another.

Hanba seemed to know that he would not be able to get it tonight, and his figure flashed left and right, like a trapped beast, eager to break free from the net woven by the sword. But the white sword god was elusive and always appeared when she wanted to escape, attacking her where she would rescue her.

Once blocked by the sword, Shentu took the opportunity to catch up and entangle her again.

After several times, Drought seemed to be annoyed, and let Shentu's sword follow her wantonly destroy her body. She did not hesitate to reveal her empty door, and ran away in the danger of being severely injured.

Her speed was very fast, and almost in a blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Xu Lin. Xu Lin was caught off guard and subconsciously lifted the knife and slashed. He heard a dull sound of "puff", as if he had lost his sword, and there was no feeling of cutting into the flesh at all. His arm shook, and his hands hurt, and his mouth was shattered.

The other party was unscathed!

Just now, I saw that Shen Tu cut off his flesh and blood from the drought body effortlessly. It was very easy. Now I realized that this ghost thing was invulnerable to swords and guns. No wonder the National Master made a special trip to ask Shen Tu before the guild.

He was stunned and a stinking smell came to his nose, and then a dark claw grabbed him in front of him.

He remembered the claws that were slashing his sword, and his courage was almost scared to sit on the ground.

A knife came over at the right time, and a harsh friction sounded, and the drought was entangled by Shentu again.

Xu Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead. He originally held the knife in one hand and carried the lantern in the other. He didn't know where the lantern was thrown away in an anxious manner. His hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

This ghost thing is really not something that a mortal like him can deal with!

Xu Lin had this understanding and pressed the tip of the knife to the ground, his legs trembled and retreated, and then retreated.

Looking at the field again, Shen Tu's movement seemed to be faster, and he could only scream and the small black flesh flew like rain. Xu Lin couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for Hanba and secretly complained that if this was hurt by a person, he would probably have lost his power of movement. This Hanba's body was really powerful!

The National Master stood closer than before, and golden light kept overflowing from her hands. The elusive sword flew out from time to time. The drought bar could not avoid it several times, and the sword made several transparent holes on its body. The transparent hole sizzled, like something strongly corroded attached to it, corroding the flesh inch by inch.

As the two of them attacked each other, the cry of the drought gradually faded away, leaving the shadow of the tree. Under the moonlight and the light, Xu Lin suddenly discovered that at some point, there were only white bones left on her arms, but she was still waving her strength to defend.

Xu Lin believed that he didn't have much sympathy, but he felt a little reluctant to see the drought-hide transparent holes and the miserable bones.

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly heard the gentle voice of the Master of the National Master: "Don't resist anymore, so as not to suffer any more fragmentary suffering. All the past has passed. Go to Fengdu well and be punished in order to eliminate karma early, and then be reborn as a good family, and be harmonious in the next life and never suffer any more..."

The voice was repeated, and he was very tempted and spoke slowly and ethereal, but full of compassion and bewitching power. He heard it in his ears, making people feel as if he was bathing in the sun, and he was still in childhood. His mother gently reminded her with a loving smile, making people just want to obey and not want to be disobedient, which made her sad.

Xu Lin suddenly remembered his mother. Before leaving, my mother also advised him to take care of his health and work hard. He felt a little hot in his heart and wanted to respond. Suddenly, he was in a daze and suddenly woke up, thinking that he was not embarrassed.

As soon as he let out a sigh, he saw two guards in Longxiang Guard walking straight towards the national magistrate, murmuring and listening carefully, it seemed that they were responding to the words of the national magistrate.

Xu Lin's heart was shocked. The two of them thought they were not determined and were bewitched by the words of the national master.

He hurriedly waved his subordinates to drag the person back, and looked at him in horror. The clear and young face of the National Master, whose face was obviously still young, was as beautiful as the flower buds, but he felt a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.

The movements of the Hanba stopped at some point, tilting his head, his dark eyes were shining with a strange luster, as if thinking.

But in an instant, he suddenly howled up to the sky, and his hair flew up from his head, baring his teeth and showing a ferocious expression, and then he rushed to his body, with the target of the National Master who was raising his sword to treat him.

"well……."

A faint, faint, infinite compassionate voice sounded, and the white sword in the national master's hand was raised high,

The tip of the sword was facing the middle of the eyebrows of the drought-bar, and only the sizzling sounds were heard. The drought-bar howls were like a lonely wolf roaring at night. I couldn't bear to hear it when I was sad.

Amid the howling, her body was as bloody as cloth and encountered fire. Although no sparks appeared, black smoke was emitted bit by bit, either peeled off from her body or completely turned into ashes. In a moment, only a white bone was left.

A wisp of black smoke quietly overflowed from the bones. Luo Mingguang, a small hand still white in the dark night, stretched out like a glowing light, drew a golden aperture in the air, and circled the wisp of black smoke in the circle.

The bones fell to the ground in an instant, making a messy and crisp sound, probably already scattered into a pile.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sword carefully. Then a white light flashed and the sword disappeared again.

This time Xu Lin saw it clearly because a slender thing suddenly appeared on her fingertips, and the light was dim and she couldn't see what it was.

She raised her hand and inserted it into her hair. Only then did Xu Lin see clearly that it was a long white hairpin.

He remembered the bone hairpin she often wore on her head. Her clothes were often changed and her jewelry was often changed. The only thing she didn't change was the bone hairpin, which turned out to be a sharp weapon.

She stood there, raised her hands, and changed various repeated gestures in the air, like Youtan suddenly blooming in the middle of the night, showing off every petal, gorgeous and bizarre.

As the gesture started, a golden halo appeared faintly around it, and the halo became brighter and brighter, slowly integrating the aperture that had previously circled black smoke into it.

The black smoke rushes around in the golden light, as if trying to break through the barrier.

Shen Tu took a step forward and poked his fingers and scolded: "My evil! If you do this terrible thing, you will harm many innocent people, but you will not repent! Lord Zhangzhi will spend his energy and blood to send you into Fengdu, so as not to be incomplete in your six souls and be reborn as a person with incomplete mind in the next life. If you are not grateful, what else do you want?"

I don’t know if the black smoke understood it, but the collision became more and more powerful.

Shen Tu wanted to say something, worried about interrupting Luo Mingguang, so he swallowed the words he persuaded her to give up.

When he was young, Luo Mingguang took off the bone hairpin again, aimed the tip of the hairpin at his finger and tugged it hard.

Xu Lin's heart was so heartbroken, it must be very painful, right?

A drop of essence and blood at the fingertips was bounced out, and if a light boat cuts the water surface, it opens a long road. This "road" is immediately filled with golden light, stretching endlessly, and I don't know where to lead.

The black smoke was wrapped in golden light and pushed, gradually getting further and further along the passage and disappeared from the end of sight.

"Lord Zhang Zhi is kind-hearted, why not let her die?" Shen Tu's voice sounded.

"I am not kind-hearted. Since she has done this evil, she should go to hell to suffer the pain of karma burning. She will die but her sin cannot be eliminated."
Chapter completed!