Chapter 132

Fang Yue carried his hands and Shi ran walked out of the array pattern.

But it's only halfway. He met a gray ghost.

"Fang Yue, help!"

The wronged soul lay in front of Fang Yue like a porcelain touch, which scared Fang Yue to jump three feet.

Then he asked, "what's the matter with you!"

"I am a farmer of this generation. I work hard in a simple way, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and never provoke anyone. But I didn't expect that just last evening, a well-dressed young man came to my land and killed me and several old brothers who worked together. After he killed, he drained our blood and captured our souls! I fought to death Only by resisting did he escape! "

The appearance of the wronged soul gradually became clear and returned to its former appearance.

This is indeed a very simple peasant, dark all over. He is not tall and muscular.

"You have to find a ghost to do this! Why do you ask me?"

Fang Yue didn't finish his work. This man has a way of life and ghosts have a ghost way. If a living person is wronged, he can find an official Xiake. uphold justice.

The dead need to talk to the ghost. Then let the ghost arrest the soul!

"The old farmer has found the ghost emissary! It's the ghost emissary who asked the old farmer to come to you! He said that the matter here involves practitioners. They can't intervene. And Lord Fang Yue, with a dual identity, can manage the living and survive the wrongs! So it's appropriate!"

The old farmer finished. Fang Yue knew what was going on.

I'm sorry that the local ghost has insufficient authority. I've called the work to myself!

Fang Yue is anxious to find a baby and is unwilling to take care of such a rotten thing.

Fang Yue is not that kind of warm-hearted character. On the contrary, he was born in the market and afraid of trouble. He always hides as far away as possible from things that are not related to his own interests.

The old farmer saw Fang Yue's expression change.

Clenching his teeth, he said ruthlessly, "the ghost master also said! If Lord Fang Yue doesn't want to help, let me tell you this time. It's not easy. If Lord Fang Yue doesn't help, he will regret it sooner or later. If he solves the problem, he can get a lot of benefits!"

"Acridine drop, does this ghost know me very well?"

Fang Yue was stunned. His interest came!

"Yes, where do you live? I'll help you see who that guy is and kill ordinary people at will!"

Fang Yue patted the old farmer on the shoulder, and a faint breath of death entered the old farmer's body. This dead gas, for ordinary people, is poison and corrodes vitality. But for the wronged soul, it can consolidate the foundation, cultivate the yuan and stabilize the soul.

The old farmer's soul is solid. He slowly got up from the ground and staggered in front step by step.

Lead Fang Yue to the door of his house.

The old farmhouse is not far away, only three or five miles away.

In the twinkling of an eye, they arrived at the location of the old farmer's house.

The scene in front of him stunned Fang Yue.

This is a small village. All the villagers live on fishing, animal husbandry and farming.

The villagers are very simple and stand aloof from the world. This should have been a paradise, where chickens and dogs know each other and crisscross paths.

However, what caught Fang Yue's eye was a slaughterhouse on earth.

Bodies were straying, with stumps and broken arms everywhere.

A head fell to Fang Yue's feet. He showed a face full of fear and ferocity, his eyes opened angrily and died in peace.

After Fang Yue saw it, his heart beat for half a beat and gave birth to an unknown roar.

"Lao Wang tou! He is Lao Wang tou! But how did he die? He died miserably!"

The old slave beside Fang Yue screamed bitterly, and his face was instantly deformed.

Fang Yue rubbed the tooth flower seeds.

"Who, who did this? Kill people. Why do you have to torture so cruelly before you die!"

Fang Yue's voice became hoarse.

In a private house. A young Taoist dressed in silk came out.

A wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "unexpectedly, there was a fish that missed the net!"

A delicate symbol is embroidered on the chest of the young Taoist in damask.

Fang Yue was no stranger to this question: "are you from heaven?"

Fang Yue once saw this symbol on the people he captured. The heavenly mansion is one of the supreme religions in the outside world. Ancestors, there have been several saints, suppression details. There is no one to deceive.

"Oh? A little aborigine can see my background! Are you the maniac Fang Yue?"

The young Taoist did not look surprised. On the contrary, his eyes glowed with excitement after seeing Fang Yue.

"God helps me too. I just absorbed nearly a hundred strands of divine soul and broke through the suppression of divine earth. I can give full play to my innate six-tier strength. Unexpectedly, I met you! Just suppressed. I'll exchange your head for a huge reward!"

Fang Yue sank his face. He didn't know what the divine soul was, but he could vaguely guess that the so-called divine soul refers to the soul of the people of Yan state.

And the outside world, have you offered him a reward?

Look at the expression of the young Taoist, the reward must be large.

"You kill people, but why torture them cruelly and then kill them!"

In this world, the jungle is the law of the jungle. Fang Yue has gradually adapted to the law dominated by the law of the jungle. But he couldn't accept the extremely painful and ferocious cheek before he died.

"Ha ha ha! This is to make them die more valuable! You may not know that Yan kingdom is built on God's land. Every soul born in it is deeply rooted in the essence of divinity. If the ordinary death, this divinity is not obvious, it is difficult to refine, only to be tortured and excited before death, and the spirit of the soul can be refined after death."

The young Taoist's expression already had a crazy color.

When he said torture, his eyes were obviously accompanied by a look of enjoyment.

"You are possessed! Such a practice is not orthodox! Torture and killing will bring dust to your mind. Even if you refine your divinity, you will not be able to go too far on the road of practice."

Fang Yue shook his head.

Divine land, divine nature, which will undoubtedly push the creatures of the whole Yan country into a bottomless abyss.

However, the refining of divinity will also degenerate into the devil's way, and finally reason dissipates. Turn into a murderous devil who only knows how to kill!

"Shut up! What do you know, yellow mouth child? Divinity is precious and can absorb faith! The more divinity we accumulate, the more faith we can contain in our soul! At that time, we can use the power of faith to transform the flesh into a divine body! What divine king body and heavenly holy body will be trampled under our feet and will never turn over!"

The voice of the young Taoist priest is full of pride and expectation.

Fang Yue fully understood that this man had been blinded by desire and was completely hopeless.

Divinity is precious, but it should come from the right way.

This kind of divinity obtained by skillful and cruel killing will only become demonic in the end!

"It is said that the divine nature of this land will be enhanced with the improvement of the level of practitioners! You can kill the five layers of cultivation, and the divine nature in your body must be 100 times that of ordinary people! Contribute your soul! Achieve my invincible body! I will become a God, and your contribution will be written into the Dan book of history!"

The young Taoist roared at each other.

Fang Yue looked at each other piteously: "you're really crazy! You're not becoming a God, but transforming demons! Do you know that refining other people's gods and souls is a great sin. Even if you go to the underworld, you will encounter judgment, knock down 18 layers of hell, suffer endless pain, and it's difficult to survive?"

"Hell? Hell? What is that? When I become a God and jump out of samsara, no one can control me!"

The young Taoist showed a grim color. He had exhausted his patience in the process of talking with Fang Yue!

I don't know when a big shot appeared in his hand. On the big shot, a golden light flashed and chopped wildly towards Fang Yue!

On the Dage, in addition to the bright golden brilliance, there are strands of evil spirit floating out. Light black awn, soaked in the golden light.

"You're looking for death! You know what? You were originally an immortal soldier. As a result, you increased your power with the power of killing and caught boundless evil spirit. You will die under your own halberd sooner or later!"

Fang Yue showed his horror and retreated quickly.

This guy is crazy. This means of forging weapons violates taboos and cannot be suppressed with his life style!

"Kill one man for a crime, kill a hundred men for a hero! A million people with corpses are the king of kings!"

The young Taoist didn't care. He knew that his halberd immortal soldier was evil. But he is sure that his strength will enter the country faster than the fierce soldiers. At that time, the fierce soldiers will be suppressed by him forever, and there is no room for resistance!

"Wang Zhongwang? Ham sausage?"

Fang Yue make complaints about the state of Tucao from a slightly confused moment.

This fierce soldier is dangerous, harming others and yourself! If he is contaminated with a trace, he will never come to a good end!

"Heaven's robbery deepened, baptize me!"

Fang Yue didn't hesitate and took a natural disaster. Although he had a war with this guy, he could not extract the spirit of this fierce soldier.

These fierce soldiers are more dangerous when there is no lord than when there is a lord!

When there is a lord, first bite the master, and then murder others.

But once the master falls, the fierce soldier will have no constraints. At that time, it will evolve its mind, kill independently, drink the blood of thousands of people and achieve its own body!

The power of robbery is pure thunder.

Judge life and death and purify heaven and earth.

It's the best way to purify the evil Qi.

The thunder chopped down like a storm and fell towards the top of the halberd.

"My God, why did my thunder rob go against the halberd!" dark clouds gathered, all on the head of the young Taoist priest. Instead, it was Fang Yue. The sky was clear and there was not even a cloud!

"What means is this! How terrible! I seem to hear the bell of death! See the footsteps of death!"

The young Taoist's face changed dramatically. Thousands of hectares of thunder, such as waves, completely submerged him, and layers of thunder flickered endlessly. Like waves in the sea, it's hard to count.

A big silver bell appeared on the head of the young Taoist priest. Although it was condensed by thunder, its charm has gone beyond the scope of ordinary thunder robbery.

Then, a great refining fell, cutting the young Taoist from head to foot.

The young Taoist Rao has relied on his divinity and has recovered to the state of congenital six layers in this heaven and earth. However, he is still broken by life and his flesh is cracked. He has no resistance in front of the majesty of heaven and earth.

He opened his mouth and made a cackle in his throat.

But in the end, I didn't spit out half a word. It turned into robbery ash under the thunder.