"Don't say it, don't say it!" Wang Ping shook his head vigorously, cried bitterly, and after a long time, he murmured: "You are right, I missed the best person in the world. I have no chance anymore, nothing is gone."

Why do people always have to wait until they lose them before they understand how to cherish them?

Ye Shaoyang shook his head gently, raised his palm to Wang Ping.

"Shaoyang doesn't want it!"

Li Xiaoqiang and Xiao Yiyun, two wise men, came forward to stop him together.

"You are a celestial master, how can you kill ghosts indiscriminately and increase your karma?" Li Xiaoqiang has always been knowledgeable and reasonable, and he spoke out.

"Shaoyang, you have been deprived of the title of Tianshi. The emperor asked you to arrest her and restore the tablet. If you kill her now, all your previous efforts will be wasted." Xiao Yiyun frowned and said.

"Boss, I'm not afraid of punishment, let me do it!" Sibao roared.

Ye Shaoyang ignored it, pushed the two of them away, leaned over and looked at Wang Ping.

A group of people surrounded him, and no one came up to dissuade him again. They all knew that Ye Shaoyang was never afraid of any law. He wanted to kill Wang Ping. Even if the Emperor of Fengdu stood in front of him, he could not stop him from taking action.

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, but his expression calmed down instead. Looking at Ye Shaoyang, tears flowed down, and said, "You kill me, so that you can feel more comfortable, and I don't have to live in guilt all the time..."

He turned his head and looked at Xiaoma's body and said, "Shaoyang, can you let me see Xiaoma again before killing me?"

The pony is a projection of the soul body, entering the underworld, usually walking like a ghost, but once the soul decomposes, the body will still appear. After all, it is the law of life. The moment his soul leaves the body, the body has appeared and died.

Ye Shaoyang was also a projection of his soul body. Before, Zhang Guo used evil magic to penetrate the seven ghost holes on his body. After plucking the soul, his body was naturally forced out, otherwise Zhang Guo would not be able to complete the body capture.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed Wang Ping's hair with one hand and dragged her to Xiaoma's body. He also lowered his head and stared at Xiaoma's face.

The pony was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his expression stiff, and he showed a dead look.

Thinking of the things that Xiaoma was alive, Ye Shaoyang closed his eyes in pain and let Wang Ping fall in front of Xiaoma, crying bitterly.

"Xiaoma, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I regret it..."

Wang Ping's voice choked and cried in a particularly miserable way.

Ye Shaoyang believed that she was not pretending, she really regretted it, but unfortunately, everything was over.

Wang Ping cried for a while, his mood calmed down slightly, he stood up and looked at Ye Shaoyang, and said, "Shaoyang, kill me, maybe only if I am lost in my soul can I make up for the sin I have committed, you can do it."

"Do you think you can be liberated if you want to be liberated?" Ye Shaoyang said gritting his teeth, "If you want to die, I really won't let you die!"

After saying that, he took out a talisman from his belt, cut his fingertips, and drew a strange pattern on it with blood.

Rui Lengyu saw it aside and said in surprise: "Tianshi Ke!"

Ye Shaoyang folded the talisman with both hands, burned it to ashes, closed his eyes, and silently prayed.

He pulled Wang Ping, who was stunned, pried open her mouth, blew it into her palm, and blew it all into her mouth, and said coldly: "Do you regret it, do you want to die, do you want to die? I just won't let you die, go to hell to go through the disaster!"

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

Ye Shaoyang planted the Heavenly Master's Tribulation, also known as the Heavenly Master's Curse, in Wang Ping's body, which belongs to a kind of Heavenly Master's privilege, and can only display the kind of ghosts who have committed the killing disaster and have unforgivable sins.

This kind of curse of the Heavenly Master has gone through hundreds of kalpas without being eliminated, and the Yin Si has no choice but to let the ghost carry the curse and reincarnate. It can only be detained in hell and go through countless kalpas. It will not be possible to relieve this sad state until the Heavenly Master’s hatred for the ghost disappears.

Ye Shaoyang wrote another Tianshi Talisman, burned it, held his hands empty, looked at the burning talisman hanging in the air, and said, "Ye Shaoyang, the 39th generation descendant of Maoshan, asked King Chujiang to press the undead king Ping into the 16th Hall of the Living Hell, and with the tragedy of ice, he will suffer from countless disasters, and will never be reborn!"

When Wang Ping heard this, he shouted, "No!"

He hugged Ye Shaoyang's legs again and begged: "No, Shaoyang, you kill me, at least make me happy!"

"It's too late to regret it now! Xiaoma also regrets being fooled by you and wants to return to the world. Whoever comes to fulfill him and who will return him to me!"

Ye Shaoyang roared angrily, grabbed her hair, swung it up, and the talisman fire immediately knocked down, surrounded his soul, and flew straight to the north with the power of the talisman.

Wang Ping's screams and mercy were heard from the air, which was extremely miserable, but no one present felt pity for her.

"Puff!" Ye Shaoyang's body shook and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Yang Gongzi was originally closest to him, so he wanted to step forward, but when he saw Rui Lengyu set off, he stopped again.

Rui Lengyu stepped forward to support Ye Shaoyang, sighed, and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Without the verdict of the name of the King of Cui Mansion, King Yama directly used the Heavenly Master's Dead to induce the undead into the living hell. Although Wang Ping was extremely guilty, he was enough to go to hell. As a Heavenly Master, he also had this privilege.

But after all, it is a violation of the yin and corpse precepts, which affects karma, and it would be strange if you don’t get hurt.

This kind of injury can be recovered quickly, but the karma caused will increase the difficulty of confirming Hunyuan.

Everyone was also very sad when they thought of the whole incident, Wang Ping and Xiao Ma's respective grievances and endings.

"Little bastard, ruthless." Daofeng looked at Ye Shaoyang and smiled slightly.

Ye Shaoyang stepped forward and said, "Give me the spirit of Xiaoma!"

Daofeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you have a way to revive your soul?"

Ye Shaoyang opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Husband, isn't Marshal Zhao able to do anything? You were resurrected in the beginning." Yang Siling touched Li Xiaoqiang's arm and said.

"This..." Li Xiaoqiang said in a difficult situation, "That's Marshal Zhao and I have the opportunity. If he begs him with his soul, he will never help. After all, this is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth..."

Ye Shaoyang also knew this, so he had no hope at all. Zhao Xuantan's eighth generation of heavenly masters had a unique Taoist technique and did have the art of dead trees in spring, but the resurrection of spirit is against the will of heaven. Occasionally, he encountered a very good object, and he might be able to take action once.

If he could be resurrected by others, he would not only not be able to become a marshal, but he would definitely stay in hell now.

Take a step back and say that if Zhao Xuantan and Xiaoma really had the chance, Zhao Xuantan had arrived now and would not have been waiting for him to find him, that would have no hope.

Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth and clashed with words and said, "No matter what, you must restore Xiaoma's soul!"
Chapter completed!