"Should." The other party pinched his hands and was shocked to death.

Jiuyang's right foot, which was staying in the air, seemed to be returning to its original position under the constraints of the black net.

But the next moment, the black net was broken.

The remaining six black lamps were held in the palm of Jiuyang.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The black mist that penetrated into Jiuyang's body evaporated from his left arm, merged with the six black lamps in his palm, and quickly went out.

"Wow."

The four elders of the Yunzong who controlled the Soul-Retaining Light vomited blood and their breath was depressed.

"You, you are actually soulless..." The tallest elder of Yunzong roared in disbelief: "Impossible, how could you not have three souls and seven spirits."

"I don't even take the eighteen soul-retaining lamps seriously, so what are you?" Jiuyang fell to the ground and stepped on his right foot.

When he appeared again, the questioning elder Yunzong was choked by him.

"You are the tallest, then you can die first." Jiuyang threw it casually, and the elder of Yunzong, whose face turned red, was killed on the spot.

A ball of fiery red light came out quietly in the middle of his eyebrows, and rushed into the distance with lightning speed.

"All people are dead, what's the use of keeping the soul?" Jiuyang snapped his fingers.

There was only a click, and the escaped light fell from the air, and it turned out to be a mini villain.

"Swoosh swish swish."

The moment the villain landed, it dissipated without a trace in the wind.

"It's your turn next." Jiuyang smiled and looked up.

"Let's go." The three elders of Yunzong looked at each other and retreated without hesitation.

Seeing the general trend, the four seriously injured Buddhist monks didn't even dare to pick up the body of the Buddhist treasure that fell on the ground, so they turned around and left.

One hundred and eight bodhicitta beads made me jealous.

The evil spirits in my body need to be suppressed by three yang objects, purple gold rooster comb, seedless sunflower, and the most difficult bodhicitta.

I remember how much effort it took to find Fan Yang, the grandfather of the first fortune teller in China, for a bodhicitta, Lingxi took us through mountains and rivers to find Fan Yang, the grandfather of the No. 1 fortune teller in China.

"Pick up a few, this thing is valuable." I reminded Jiuyang with greed, "Don't be in a hurry to kill someone for a while, baby, you can't refuse."

"Let your little lover pick it up. I look down on this little bit of garbage." Jiuyang was high and slowly chased the seven people who fled.

Half an hour later, the three elders of the Yun Sect and four Buddhist monks were all dealt with by Nine Yang.

Even their souls were left behind, and there was no way to reincarnation.

Returning to the abandoned factory gate again, Jiuyang crushed the Buddhist life-protection pill and penetrated it into Tang Jingyue's body.

His fingers flew, and he kept tapping on Tang Jingyue's back with strange gestures.

The purple air in the palm of his palm appeared and appeared faintly.

"Feed her ambergris. From today on, you must unblock her heart meridians once a day." Jiuyang said to Lingxi in a deep voice: "I have forced her broken heart meridians to continue, but after all, it is blocked and it needs later dredging to slowly recover."

After saying that, Jiuyang threw the ambergris dew that he got from the four Buddhist elders to Lingxi, and turned around and left.

"Senior..." Lingxi shouted respectfully: "Thank you for your help."

"I said that I was entrusted by someone, there was nothing to thank for." Jiuyang's steps were light and quickly disappeared from Lingxi's sight.
Chapter completed!