Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

This desperado's paradise will only exist in the memory of others from now on.

The Montenegrin old demon was forced to disband, and the dryad had an indelible contribution.

If it wasn't for the tree demon's bombardment with its original power, the Montenegrin old demon would not have come to a dead end.

The black mountain old demon soldier disbanded, and the smoke, dust and light waves gradually dissipated.

Everything within a radius of two hundred was razed to the ground, even the nearby mountains no longer existed.

Where the Black Mountain old demon was before, at this moment, there is only a bottomless tiankeng left.

The underground rivers are all exposed, continuously filling this bottomless sinkhole with a diameter of two hundred miles.

Presumably after decades, this place will become a lake with rippling blue waves.

In the gushing underground river, the tree demon has turned into a banyan tree less than ten meters high.

The body of the tree is full of cracks, as if it will shatter if touched.

On that wrinkled old face, there was no pain, but a faint innocent smile.

Seeing Ye Fan flying over, the Dryad showed a bit of sadness on his face: "I didn't expect that he could already show up with the power of faith. Maybe I will guard him for a few hundred years, and he can use the power of faith to reshape his body and reappear as a human being." World!"

Ye Fan remained silent, looking indifferently at the golden altar, which was protected by no need for roots, fibrous branches and branches.

Chapter 1281 All sorts of calculations turn heads in vain!

"Now all hope is lost."

"You can show up, why don't you come to see me?"

The dryad cried and laughed, a little hysterical.

Looking at the golden altar, Ye Fan was calm and would not express any opinions.

He could feel that the remnants in the golden altar had vanished.

"He used to be the host of Lanruo Temple?" Ye Fan said without sadness or joy.

"Hmm!" The dryad's old face no longer had the tyrannical and bloodthirsty look it had before, but instead showed a nostalgic look.

It speaks eloquently, telling everything that happened in the thousand years of history.

Ye Fan listened silently, not rushing to act.

After some time, the dryad's aura became extremely weak. Looking at Ye Fan, he said bitterly, "Thousands of calculations have ended in vain. This may be retribution! But God punished me, why should he bear it."

The Dryad cried again, very sadly.

Ye Fan didn't expect the demon to cry, and let him see it with his own eyes.

After a little hesitation, Ye Fan said slowly: "I may be able to save him, but the hope is slim!"

"You can really save him?" The tree demon stared at Ye Fan for a moment, his excitement was undisguised, and he was still a little anxious and expectant.

Ye Fan sighed: "Give me the golden altar."

The dryad hesitated a little, and carefully handed the golden altar to Ye Fan.

It's unbelievable, its soul and remnants are gone, how to save it?

After receiving the golden altar, he opened the lid directly. In addition to the ashes, there is also a piece of decayed rice paper inside the golden altar. The content on it is very simple.

The little monk sat cross-legged, and a dense banyan tree stood behind him, with luxuriant branches and leaves, shielding him from the harsh sunlight.

Looking at this painting, Ye Fan was slightly touched.

An inexplicable sadness arose in his heart, and it was no longer as sad and joyless as before.

Ask what is love in the world, and teach life and death?

Demons also have feelings, even if they are cruel and bloodthirsty, they are still humble in front of love, but they can give everything!

It was this that touched him and made him unable to help but want to make a move.

Closing his eyes and thinking, Ye Fan quickly deduced in his mind.

After half an hour, he slowly opened his eyes.

Slowly raising his hand, stretching out his fingertips to draw and outline on his chest, the brilliance and runes follow the outline, condensed by spiritual power.

Soon, a five-element formation appeared in front of Ye Fan.

"Swish!"

The five-element formation is overflowing with rays of light, the lines that make up the formation swim like a dragon, and the runes are whirling.

The entire formation works like a precision instrument, projecting brilliance of different colors.

Countless indescribable mysterious forces surged around, the soul fragments that died in Lanruo Temple, and the power of faith that almost disappeared.

All gathered above the formation, and the golden altar also flew above the five-element formation.

There was a bang, and the ashes fused with those mysterious forces.

In an instant, the ashes became bright, and fireflies swirled in the air.

Then it drifted away with the wind, not knowing where it was going.