After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

The candles were suddenly extinguished, and the room was plunged into darkness for an instant.

"Pfft..." Hu Xinting spat out a mouthful of black blood, her head drooped strangely, her hands dropped, and the soul calling bell and soul collecting bottle rolled to the ground.

The man who had been watching the play waved his hand, and a few more candles were lit.

He walked over to pick up the soul calling bell and the soul collecting bottle, and the easy smile on his face disappeared completely.

"I originally cherished my talents and didn't want to make a move." He sighed, "Why did I have to come all the way to die?"

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the other side.

Without the interference of the bell, a group of people stood up with their swords in hand and joined the battle.

Li Wenhe saw a flaw in the black shadow and hurriedly threw out an advanced ghost exorcism talisman, but it had little effect.

He frowned, feeling that something was wrong, this high-level ghost exorcising talisman was painted by Ming Zhuo, even if his mana was not enough to use it, the effect would be compromised, but it would not be like this.

"It has a lot of anger on it, and the ghost exorcism charm is of course ineffective against living people." Ming Zhuo answered his doubts, although the person in front of him was not a living person.

But the vitality on his body is stronger than that of a living person. If he pretends to be walking on the street full of people, no one will be able to find out that it is an evil spirit.

Taoist Xuanmiao immediately understood: "It has swallowed a lot of souls alive, that's why it has so much anger!"

Ming Zhuo: "I've heard of a secret method. A ghost can be resurrected by swallowing a hundred souls born at the same time as himself. So it's such a resurrection method."

Everyone looked at the black shadow in front of them, and couldn't agree that it was a "living person" no matter what.

Not only is it full of vitality, but it is also full of Yin Qi. The black Yin Qi is constantly flowing, and occasionally a hole is torn, but the exposed skin is stiff blue-black.

It was the color of the dead.

Everyone shuddered at the thought of this thing swallowing many souls alive.

Taoist Xuanmiao and the others looked at each other, his face darkened: "This thing must not be kept, otherwise I don't know what kind of catastrophe it will cause. Seven kills formation, end formation!"

Several Taoist priests quickly chanted the mantra and began to form a formation, trapping the black shadow in the formation.

The black shadow seemed to be aware of the danger, and began to attack everyone crazily.

It separated the black air into strands, like tentacles, and soon everyone was overwhelmed, and the formation couldn't be formed at all!
The erosiveness of Yin Qi is too strong, and those with a slightly lower cultivation base can't hold it at all. They were hit and fell to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

He Wangyao has been lingering behind Ming Zhuo, "Boss, what should we do now?"

Ming Zhuo thought for a while, bit his fingertips and drew a few times between Yang Juntong's eyebrows, "You look at him with the defensive talisman!"

Then he turned his head and shouted, "Li Wenhe, come and watch them!"

Seeing her rushing over, Taoist Xuanmiao was overjoyed, "That's great! My little friend, you have profound Taoism, let's form a formation of seven kills together and strangle this thing!"

Ming Zhuo: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Daoist Xuanmiao didn't quite understand what she meant, if he didn't form an formation, how could he destroy this thing?
He has been specializing in the study of formations, knowing that only formations can exert the greatest power, for example, if a formation of seven people is formed, the power exerted is indeed 14 times.

Of course, the higher the mana of the person forming the formation, the more powerful they will be.

It all depends on the strength of the team.

Ming Zhuo: "I have the Thunder Talisman."

"But the Sky Thunder Talisman shouldn't be very useful. After all, this thing is too full of anger, and it can protect those Yin Qi..."

Taoist Xuanmiao just wanted to say that he was a bit reckless, when he saw Mingzhuo take out two Heavenly Thunder Talismans and threw them out.

Mysterious Daoist: "..."

No, are you using treasures like the Thunder Talisman so casually?
The thunder and lightning struck by the Sky Thunder Talisman brought fire, and the black shadow began to burn. There was a strange smell of burnt flesh, and most of the black yin energy disappeared, revealing a figure with bruises and bruises.

The thing's eyes glowed red, and the flesh on its body began to repair itself again. A punch was still extremely powerful. Obviously, the Sky Thunder Talisman couldn't kill him at all.

Taoist Xuanmiao's complexion changed slightly, "It's not good, so we are not opponents at all!"

Taoist priests all use magical swords, not real swords with sharp edges. They can kill ghosts, but they can't kill people. How can they fight!
Ming Zhuo took out the mahogany sword, "Just kill him directly."

The black shadow stopped, and it looked at Ming Zhuo with its red eyes, and said in a strange and hoarse voice: "You will, the three swords of Taoism."

After a pause, he said again, "But, the Three Divine Swords of Taoism kill, not kill."

The three divine swords of Taoism, Hanguang, Xiaolian, and Chengying, are invisible and intangible. They kill without killing, and kill ghosts without killing people.Like Xiaolian sword, although it can split a person's body, it will heal in an instant and will not cause any harm to the person's body and soul.

As if responding to its words, the strong anger enveloped it completely.

Those magical instruments sensed the strong anger, lost their way one after another, and then fell into everyone's hands.

It was like responding to Taoist Xuan Miao's words, and everyone's expressions changed.

Ming Zhuo: "Then you are wrong. This sword of mine can cut floating clouds upwards, and cut down the earth. Everything in the world cannot be cut."

When she said the word "cut" at the end, her killing intent was overwhelming, the invisible sword light squeezed the air, and struck with terrifying power.

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"Ghost servant, come back!" The man in white opened his eyes suddenly, and threw the soul collecting bottle casually.

"Looking for death!" With a gloomy face, he rang the calling bell without hesitation.

The sound of jingling bells sounds like it can shatter people's souls, and the effect is not of the same order of magnitude when used by Hu Xinting.

This is the true power of the soul-calling bell, which comes from the underworld, cleanses the soul, shakes the spirit platform, and is unstoppable by gods and ghosts.

What's more, there are only a few monks in the world.

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"Chila!" The defensive talisman withstood the last blow, completely failed, and instantly burned.

He Wangyao looked down at the defensive talisman burning into ashes in confusion, and didn't even understand what happened at that moment.

He blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt very sleepy, his whole body lightened up, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

...Sleep a ghost!It's not that he hasn't experienced life and soul separation before, and he became alert in an instant, and took out the amulet from his bag.

This was given to everyone on the plane by Mingzhuo, so please take it easy, because the output is too low, and she only saved four in the recent period.

Worried about breaking it, he kept it in his bag and almost missed his life.

The soul that was about to leave the body fell back again, with a solid sense of security.

Li Wenhe pressed Yang Juntong's body, "Come help hold him!"

Yang Juntong was most affected by the sound of the bell, his whole body was twitching, and even his soul was about to emerge faintly, but he was firmly nailed to the altar by the blood talisman between his eyebrows.

On the other side, Ming Zhuo's sword slashed down, and the ghost servant tried his best to mobilize his vitality to resist, but he was still pierced by the sword.

It has been dead for too long, and it stands to reason that it should not feel physical pain, but it feels a chilling feeling.

"You, your..." it said hoarsely, as if it wanted to say something, but it fell headlong.

"Eyes..." The vibration of the throat bone was inaudible, and it was completely silent.