As soon as Qin Liuxi's Qiankun Soul-Devouring Mirror came out, the soul-catching golden light shone, which made Qi Juren's soul shake. He used his sleeves to block his face, took a few steps in a row, and mobilized all his strength to protect himself.

Seeing this, Teng Zhao recited a spell in his mouth, and the seven-star sword in his hand had already slashed at him.

Qin Liuxi didn't stop him, but just cooperated with him. If the little eagle wants to become a falcon, he can't peck his hair in his nest. He must leave the eagle's wings and constantly learn to hunt in order to grow.

The master and disciple were attacked by the juren, and he had no choice but to scream, and the resentful souls came to this scroll.

Who can't fight in a group?

Qi Juren sneered, and each of his hands burned a fire ball, saying, "We have no intention of fighting with others, but you are in hell and have no way to break in, so stay and be with us."

The fire ball hit the two of them, and the flames were black and red, with extreme resentment and evil spirits. The heat seemed to burn the fluff on their faces.

Different from the illusion of the day, now that night has come, Qin Liuxi can see through the sins here at once, and the fire ball, which not only has the aura of resentment, but also the power of the Buddha's bone.

The heat wave was as red as blood, and in the blood light, countless ten thousand characters were pressing over, and each symbol had a sharp buzzing sound, which made people feel pain.

Teng Zhao had a stern face, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, closed his five senses with a white face, and then smashed a golden light magic spell talisman.

Qin Liuxi pinched his hands and blocked the fire, and the fire ball fell at their feet, separated automatically, turning into a circle, surrounding them all.

And at that time, those resentful souls had already floated over.

Bang bang bang bang.

Qin Liuxi threw out several five thunder talismans and fell into the resentful souls, causing them to scream shrillly.

Qi Juren was furious and underestimated the two children.

"I hurt my tribe, die!" Qi Juren opened his hands, and the resentment of the entire Xinghua Town was pouring towards him. The resentment soared into the sky, becoming a straight pillar, soaring into the sky.

Ghosts and wolves howl, shocking the hearts.

Qin Liuxi saw the distorted faces of the resentful souls. The resentment that he had not been willing to accept was not that strong, but now he was resentful by Qi Juren, but his resentment became deeper.

Arrogant and selfish!

"Don't worry, use talismans." Qin Liuxi pushed Teng Zhao and asked him to deal with those resentful souls. She used both hands to destroy the soul-devouring mirror and soul-capturing!

Qi Juren was very afraid of this soul-devouring mirror. As soon as it came out, his power was suppressed again and his soul was bitten.

"Support that bone."

"Impossible!" Qi Juren's eyes were so bitter: "You are like that damn County Magistrate Liang, you actually want to destroy our peaceful days, you want to destroy our patron saint."

He can support the real illusion of Xinghua Town because of the strange bone that fell on him from the century-old apricot blossom tree, which hides the sensory memories of those who broke into Xinghua Town.

In the perception of people outside, there is a place called Xinghua Town, but it will not be mentioned frequently. It is like a forgotten village, but it does exist, but its impression is faded and no one can remember it if anyone mentions it, let alone go, but they don’t know that it is a ghost village. If someone passes by it by chance, it will open the door to convenience.

And some people come, they can't leave, and become the "happy people" in this town, and face outsiders with a satisfied smile.

Therefore, its existence is entirely due to the power given by this bone. Wouldn’t it be completely gone just like being slaughtered in the village?

Qin Liuxi wants to seize the bone unless he dies!

"It is not a patron saint, it is just a mini mind that draws out the most obscure desires in your heart." Qin Liuxi saw from the corner of his eyes that Teng Zhaoli was not good enough, so he hooked out the Dzi beads on his neck, picked them off, and threw them away.

The emperor's aura came out, and the souls knelt down and did not dare to rebel.

Qin Liuxi said: "Even if there is resentment and unwillingness, it is inevitable that people will die in the six realms of reincarnation. You imprison them here for decades, blinding them in the daytime with the so-called illusion of happiness and peace, blinding them from the outside world, but it is dark, but they have allowed them to experience a desperate night burned by the flames day after day, day after day, how cruel? Have you ever asked, do they need such false happiness? Everything is just your selfishness and wishful thinking."

Qi Juren's whole body froze and looked at the townspeople. Facing the breath brought by the Dzi beads, their faces were frightened, but they were more urgent to relieve themselves.

Opportunities must not be missed.

Taking advantage of the unstable attitude of Qi Juren, Qin Liuxi used the Soul-Devouring Mirror to completely absorb him into it. Inside the Mirror, Qi Juren's soul was distorted and the mirror was shaking.

"Grandfather." Someone rushed over with a scream.

It was the chubby Qi Xiaobao. At this time, he was no longer as cute as the daytime, but his flesh was rolled up, his scalp was cracked, and his face was beyond recognition.

Qin Liuxi's heart moved, sighed, and released Qi Juren.

"Grandfather." Qi Xiaobao hugged Qi Juren, who was almost disappearing, and cried loudly.

Qi Ju Ren comforted him repeatedly: "It's okay, grandfather is okay, don't be afraid Xiaobao."

He looked at Qin Liuxi with a look of vigilance and hatred.

"Take that thing over and enter the cycle of reincarnation." Qin Liuxi pointed at Qi Xiaobao: "How can you, as your grandfather, be cruel to see your grandson helpless every night, and watch him die miserably again and again?"

Qi Juren hugged Xiaobao in his arms. When he saw him looking up, a piece of flesh fell down, bloody, and his heart suddenly felt sad.

"How innocent are the people of Xinghua Town? They have already died tragically, and they should be resentful and reincarnated. But for the so-called illusion, you imprison them here. What are the benefits of repeated deaths in the night besides making them more resentful and adding soul-devouring karma?" Qin Liuxi said lightly: "Those who suffer sin cannot be liberated, but instead suffer repeatedly. What is the reason? Xinghua Town is not a hell of karma, but you turn it into a hell of karma, allowing them to repeatedly suffer the pain of being burned for decades. You are even more evil than the dog official Liang County Magistrate!"

You are even more evil than a dog official!

Qi Juren trembled, looked at Qin Liuxi woodenly, and then looked at the townspeople behind him.

Some people are numb, some are violent, some are hateful, some are panicked, and every face seems to have an expression, asking him silently, why?

Is he wrong?

"Grandfather, Xiaobao is in pain."

Qi Juren's eyes rolled down, and he cried to the sky forever. A piece of femur floated out of his soul, emitting a strange red light.

As the Buddha's bone emerged, it seemed like the barrier was broken, and it began to change inch by inch, dead, deserted, ruined, and the ghost was exposed to the night, at noon.

Qin Liuxi grabbed the femur, and the violent aura instantly wrapped around her hand, hooked the desires in her heart, and gave her supreme power to assimilate with it and sink into it.

Idiot.

A cluster of flames rose up in the palm of her palm, wrapped it up and burned it until it was destroyed.
Chapter completed!