The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 73 Suspended Death?

All kinds of brilliance flash! Instantly drowned the tall and ferocious ghost of the evil spirit.

Even the entire space where the evil spirit was in front of the hall stairs was turned into a chaotic mess of light and shadow by the rampaging spiritual energy particles!

Fortunately, the pile of spells thrown by Zhu Mingyao were prepared in advance and were specially used to restrain spirits and ghosts. They would hardly cause any physical damage. Otherwise, the entire luxurious staircase would have been smashed to pieces.

Without taking a closer look at the results of his battle, Zhu Mingyao changed the magic formula in his hand. He concentrated on his luck and thought about the magic spell. A clear light rose from his head and turned into a huge illusory sword towards the chaos. The light and shadow slashed past.

If you expect the enemy to be lenient, just treat it as if there is smoke but no harm!

Rather than overflowing with damage, we have to make up for it first!

This [Shangqing Soul-killing Sword] is the superior Taoist technique used by Maoshan Qingqing to restrain evil spirits and ghosts. In the incident of exorcising the curse for Christine a few days ago, Zhu Mingyao used this technique to severely damage that person. The evil spirit transformed by the old gypsy lady Mrs. Gaynos.

With the hard training these days (with extra points for plug-ins), Zhu Mingyao's cultivation has improved a lot. The speed of activating this spell is three points faster than before, and it can barely be used in face-to-face actual combat.

The sword light was like lightning, flying past like a knife cutting through tofu, cutting the chaotic light and shadow into two without any hindrance, revealing the evil spirit of Hugh Corrine inside.

Compared with just now, the evil spirit looked much more miserable at this moment. The black smoke that originally covered the whole body had almost disappeared. The body made of spiritual matter was broken into pieces by various evil-breaking talismans. From time to time, some small fragments fell off from the body. Dissipate directly.

What is even more conspicuous is the huge sword mark that penetrates the chest. The clear light flickers dimly in the scar, tearing apart the evil spirit's ghost body.

This combination of punches obviously beat the evil spirit hard. The expression on its face, which was much more illusory, changed, and it opened its mouth tremblingly, as if it wanted to say something.

However, the young Xuanmen monk across from him didn't intend to listen to what nonsense he was talking about. He just raised his hand and a long scarlet rope as thick as chopsticks flew out, twisted around several times on its own, and tied up the evil spirit. The strong, gradually tightening red rope bloomed with wisps of red light, gagging Hugh Corrine's words.

Zhu Mingyao doesn't have the bad habit of listening to the enemy's nonsense during battle. Even if you want to let the CG defeat you, you have to wait until I finish the battle first!

"Respected, respected young gentleman, I apologize for the rudeness just now..." Corian forced a flattering smile on his ugly face while resisting the burning sensation caused by the cinnabar evil rope.

"If you are here for money, I collected several good art paintings in the secret room of my study during my lifetime. I often admired them after my death. They were well preserved and have not been discovered by outsiders so far. Please allow me to beg you. of forgiveness..."

"If I didn't come with those people today, what were you originally going to do?" Zhu Mingyao interrupted the evil spirit's begging for mercy and asked calmly.

"That Ms. Anna just now is the descendant of your wife's illegitimate son, right?"

As if the scars in his heart were exposed, the evil spirit's face was distorted, and his voice suddenly became louder: "I want her to willingly sacrifice her soul. This is what her ancestors owe me, shouldn't it?"

Ah! Zhu Mingyao had a real expression on his face and shook his head. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy anymore. He mobilized his true energy to travel through the lung meridians. He spat out white light from his mouth and was about to shoot out a lung gold sword energy to kill this scumbag. , No, scumbag!
  As if feeling that a catastrophe was imminent, the evil spirit let out a low, vicious howl, and the thick evil energy from his body continued to pour out. The translucent body condensed with black mist shook violently for a few times, and then quickly expanded like a balloon. .

"Then let's die together!"

Sensing the sharp increase in the aura of the enemy on the opposite side, Zhu Mingyao did not dare to neglect and jumped back on his toes. At the same time, he waved the mahogany staff in his hand, laying an invisible magic barrier in front of him.

The next moment, with a huge muffled sound of "Bang!", Kerien's evil spirit exploded, and the violent evil energy turned into a light black air wave and surged around.

Waves of air passed by, and the flame in the fireplace suddenly extinguished, leaving only curls of green smoke. The fruit on the plate on the table nearby rotted into a ball of black mud, exuding a disgusting smell.

The dust on the ground, walls, and ceiling were all stirred up by the air waves. For a moment, the hall seemed to be filled with fog, and only gray was visible in the eyes. After a while, the aftermath of the air wave gradually disappeared, and the dust settled in the hall.

Zhu Mingyao frowned and gasped several times before suppressing the annoyance in his chest. The wave of negative energy just erupted was really fierce. Fortunately, he quickly avoided the sharp edge when he saw the opportunity, and the mana barrier he set up offset most of the remaining energy. , the remaining evil energy is no longer a concern, even so, it is also a feeling of nausea and vomiting.

There was a subtle beeping sound, and on the wall in the center of the stairs, Hugh Corian's oil painting quickly turned dull, yellowed and cracked, seeming to indicate that the owner's soul was gone.

Zhu Mingyao walked forward cautiously, stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of broken cinnabar rope, his eyes moved slightly in thought.

Looking back, Zhu Mingyao pulled up a chair that was still intact, sat down and rested for a while, looking at the messy hall, and said to himself that he was lucky.

In the battle just now, most of the spells I used were aimed at spiritual bodies. In the end, the wave of negative energy impact that the evil spirit desperately exerted only caused damage to living creatures. The damage to the surrounding environment was not too serious, otherwise it would be bad. Accounting to the town's officials will inevitably involve some wrangling.

If you want to think of a reason... when the time comes, you will say that you have been robbed, and you will use your own Kung Fu to fight and drive away the other party. Yes, that's it. Anyway, the tables and chairs placed in the hall are ordinary modern furniture, not antiques. Let Professor Marlowe negotiate with the management. At worst, the exorcism fee will be waived.

But before that...

Zhu Mingyao stood up and said to himself: "That guy said he hid some valuables in the secret room. I don't know if it's true or not... The entrance is in the study on the second floor, right?"

As he spoke, he swung his mahogany cane and walked towards the stairs.

Just when he was halfway there, he turned around with his waist and legs, and with lightning speed, he pointed his stick at the two black stone doors inlaid on the wall next to him!

The stick was pointed at the stone door with such force that the tip of the stick did not penetrate even half an inch.

The black stone gate uses relief techniques to depict a group of undead souls struggling in pain in hell, and Zhu Mingyao's staff is pointed directly at the head of one of the skinny evil spirits.

Click... click! Accompanied by a subtle cracking sound, the stone demon's eyes turned out to be like a stranger's, showing a hint of fear. Black smoke continued to seep out from its body, turning into an ugly ghost face.

"伱...how did you know?"

The voice of Hugh Corrine's evil spirit sounded again, this time it was truly full of panic.

"How do I know you're not dead? Guess." Zhu Mingyao said jokingly.

nonsense! The system doesn’t even give a prompt, so of course it knows you’re not dead!
  Besides, from the beginning, I thought you faked your death in the original movie.

Whether in the movie or in the battle just now, this evil spirit showed extraordinary strength. Not to mention Professor Marlowe and his group in the original book, even a team of fully armed federal police had to fight!

So in the movie, the plot where it failed to attack several times and was finally led to the stone gate and sucked into hell by this group of ordinary people seemed extremely ridiculous.

In reality, there are no plot killings designed by brainless screenwriters!

　After receiving the background information, I actually got involved in the second round of recommendations. It’s been half a month since the first round of recommendations ended. I thought it was going to be on the shelves naked.
  　　The fantasy category is really cool. Even a newbie like me can actually get recommended.
  　　
  

(End of this chapter)