Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 97: Exorcism
In order to eradicate the root of the problem, Shengzong personally ascended the Sifang Terrace to kill them; in order to avenge his hatred and eliminate his hatred, Beichen and Yuanhuang became the two greatest enemies of the country.

The moment they fought, the sky and the earth shook. At this time, the Taoist and Buddhist figures appeared again. Gu Chen and Fodie appeared one after another, and they were suddenly attacked from the front and back.

"Let's talk about the Sword Master's Immortal Trace and the Buddha Sword separately." Sheng Zong glanced at the back, then looked at Beichen Yuanhuang, sneering.

"Great, great! Today is a perfect day to take care of all of you, my biggest troublemakers!"

"No matter what you get from that pawn shop, I can only say one thing: wishful thinking!"

With a delusion, Beichen Yuanhuang flipped his palm and a spiritual flag appeared behind him, rising into the air. Waves of purple air enveloped the battlefield, accompanied by countless roars.

"Amitabha." Fo Jianfenshuo pressed the Buddha's certificate with his palm, looked at the spirit flag in the air, frowned, listened to the roar of the resentful soul inside, and chanted scriptures in his mouth.

"Buddha Sword..." Jianzi seemed to be hesitant to speak, his brows also tightly furrowed. With only this spiritual banner, it was hard to say whether Beichen Yuanhuang could really continue to cooperate with the righteous path.

Seeing Beichen Yuanhuang's posture, Shengzong was also stunned. Although he had been provocative with words before, he had actually decided to back off the moment he saw Fojian Fenshuo and Jianzi Xianji. The number of transactions with the pawnshop was limited. If he used it again this time, he would lose his youth and lifespan. His rapidly aging body would inevitably affect the follow-up of the plan.

But now that Beichen Yuanhuang has deployed such a formation, although Shengzong said that he didn't care much, he was already alarmed in his heart.

He has a pawnshop to rely on, and so does Beichen Yuanhuang. If he cannot quickly bury Beichen Yuanhuang here, there is no guarantee that Beichen Yuanhuang will not become more powerful through transactions with the pawnshop.

There is a pawnshop, what a pawnshop, playing with two hands, it’s really, very good!
With a sudden determination and murderous intent rising, Shengzong was determined to eliminate the hidden dangers before him, even at the cost!
"Beichen Yuanhuang, the same words, Shengzong replied, no matter what your fate, you are destined to be buried here today, and the same goes for them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the third red light of the scarlet ghost face mark on the back of Shengzong's hand suddenly became extremely hot and dazzling, but dissipated and dimmed after a moment. As the mark disappeared, Shengzong's aura began to expand rapidly as before.

"Sure enough, there's another chance." Jian Zi Xian Ji felt the high pressure continuously released by Sheng Zong and looked at Bei Chen Yuan Huang and said, "Pope Yi Liu, we must proceed according to the plan."

"Can!"

Beichen Yuanhuang agreed immediately, and then he clasped his hands together and chanted a spell. Purple air instantly enveloped the four of them, isolating them into a separate battlefield. The sounds of cold wind and ghost howling around them grew louder. Shengzong didn't understand the mystery, but he knew that he was trapped in the enemy's formation. He immediately sent a palm straight towards Beichen Yuanhuang, but a figure in white came faster than Shengzong, and the Guchen sword appeared, unparalleled in the world!

With a loud bang, Jian Zi Xianji retreated seven or eight steps before he could steady himself. The energy and blood in his body kept surging, and he rushed forward with his sword without waiting to suppress it.

"When you all joined forces, you were no match for each other. What can you do today?" Shengzong said coldly. He used force to overcome cleverness. The power of the fusion of holy and evil continued to expand. The power of one palm was stronger than the other. Jianzi Xianji retreated step by step. At this time, he saw the holy energy rushing towards Shengzong from behind. Shengzong forced Jianzi Xianji back with one palm and turned around to face Buddha Sword to fight.

One finger pointed at the Buddha's certificate, and Shengxie Jiyuan pointed at the Buddha's holy energy. They confronted each other head-on, and the huge force counterattacked the Buddha's sword. The Holy Walker was defeated and blood stained his tiger's mouth.

After forcing back the two top Buddhist and Taoist masters, Shengzong rushed towards Beichen Yuanhuang in an instant. But at this moment, Beichen Yuanhuang suddenly clasped his hands together, and the powerful ghost energy poured back, strongly blocking Shengzong's attack!
"Shengzong, you are doomed to fail today!"

"You don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is!" They fought with words and with physical force, neither of them giving in. However, at this moment, the ghost energy array was formed, and in an instant, an endless sea of ​​fire emerged. Broken walls and ruins of the palace were everywhere. The scene before them was exactly—

"Xindu Chicheng, a place like this is just the right place to bury you, the king who should have been the king of a fallen nation!"

"Today, we use this as a battlefield to make you pay for everything you have done."

With a loud shout, Beichen Yuanhuang urged the spirit flag to move again, and the dragon energy around his body swirled and flew out. In the eyes of Shengzong, Jianzi and Fojian, they only saw that the dragon energy was powerful, but the golden dragon that should have been shining, holy and majestic was now dull, and there were even many dark purple lines on its scales.

Beichen Yuanhuang seemed to be completely unaware of all this. With a curse, all the ghosts moved, and the soldiers and horses were the same soldiers and horses that swept across the northern corner of the Beichen Dynasty in the past. There were also many civil and military officers of the Beichen Dynasty who had died long ago. At this moment, without exception, they all attacked Shengzong fearlessly.

"Is this Beichen Yuanhuang's trump card?" Jianzi Xianji was also shocked when he saw this scene.

In Taoist legends, there are many methods to exorcise souls and control ghosts, but it is rare to hear of methods of the scale and means like Beichen Yuanhuang's.

Fo Jianfen looked at the souls that were restrained by the spirit banners with a calm expression, but the Buddhist certificate in his hand kept flashing with pure and holy light.

Sheng Zong was stunned for a moment when he saw Beichen Yuanhuang's method, but then, he moved his palms and created an overwhelming force. Under the power of this move, the Beiyu ghost soldiers and armor were all scattered.

"What can these dead souls do to me?"

Beichen Yuanhuang did not respond. The spiritual flags in the air were shaking, and the undead soldiers who were scattered by Shengzong's attack reunited again, but their souls were obviously much dimmer. Under Beichen Yuanhuang's control, they surrounded Shengzong in the center again.

Seeing this scene, even a Saint Zong couldn't help but sneer sarcastically.

"What a great Lord of the North Corner! These people have dedicated their lives to your Beichen Dynasty, yet you have made it impossible for them to even die in peace, and even threatened to shatter their souls."

"I am the king of Beichen, and they are the people of Beichen. Life is like this, and death is like this. The king dies for the country, let alone them!"

Beichen Yuanhuang's eyes flickered with a faint red light. As the spirit flag swayed, countless soldiers came back to life, constantly delaying the limited time of Shengzong, but more often than not, some souls became dimmer and dimmer until they completely dispersed.

"Hahaha, what a pity, these alone can't stop me. I won't give you any more time to delay today!"

With an angry roar, Shengzong split his palm into two, one palm was extremely evil and dark, and the other palm was extremely holy and powerful. Two completely different powers were venting and churning in Shengzong's palm. Suddenly, Shengzong put his palms together, forcibly combining the two completely different powers into one, and the holy and evil merged. A different-colored lotus bloomed in Shengzong's palm, but it was about to wither in an instant.

At the moment of withering, the power of the fusion of holy and evil is destined to detonate a power that shakes the universe!

(End of this chapter)