Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

As for the ghost fog, the ghost messengers from the underworld are the most sensitive. After discovering that it's the ghost fog, they quickly give up the ghost whip. Otherwise, at this moment, the two ghost messengers, just like the ghost whip, are gone.

And can let the ghost atomization for their own use, even the ghost king can not do, also never heard of such existence.

The two ghosts looked at each other, saw the fear and dignity in each other's eyes, and then looked deeply.

Rong Shen just raised her eyes, but she looked to a certain direction in the sky. She also turned a deaf ear to what the two ghost messengers said. She twisted her eyebrows, and her attention was not on the ghost messengers.

Two ghosts see this difference, quickly turn around and run, even those blame ghost also ignore.

At this time, sitting in the snow to restore the appearance of the ghost, the whole body of the resentment is more and more light, and with the resentment is more and more light, their shape is more and more fuzzy.

But at this time, there was a golden light breaking through the thick cloud in the direction of Rong Shen's looking. With the thick Sanskrit sound, he wanted to come here.

The Sanskrit sound turns into golden Sanskrit, which is shrouded here. However, the resentment of the ghosts who are going to die gradually is still dispersing, but their form is back to normal.

I don't know if it's by chance that these golden Sanskrit words cover the whole village, but they just avoid Rongshen's place.

Rong Shen was not afraid, so he didn't notice it.

Just, she originally slightly twisted eyebrows also loosened, whispered a: "do not know where the monk."

She recognized what these Sanskrits represented.

These ghosts were originally locked up in the underworld, either waiting for a long time to get rid of their resentment, and then put into reincarnation, or waiting for someone from the west to be merciful and run to the underworld to recite a death mantra, so that they can disperse their resentment and reincarnate.

The former has little hope. Such a heavy resentment will only make these ghosts live in resentment day by day. How can they forget it.

In the latter, it's not easy for a Buddha in the west to get rid of so many ghosts and so much resentment.

But now, the unknown monk is turning these ghosts over.

Maybe it's revenge, and the resentment is almost gone, but the Sanskrit mantra is different, and there are some things that can't be distinguished.

So, not long after, the whole village of the ghost, have been passed to reincarnation.

What Rong Shen doesn't know is that at this moment, there is a carriage not far from the village. The black shadow that should have been guarding outside the carriage has disappeared, and from the carriage, there are Sanskrit sounds.

When Sanskrit disappeared, the cloud completely dispersed, and Rongshen left here.

She found the carriage not far from existence, but she stayed to watch Cheng Xiu's Black Ghost disappear. Rong Shen was stunned for a moment. She looked back at the village and found that the carriage stopped in the direction of Sanskrit.

As she passed by, she thought that she was not taken by the ghost

also called out as like as two peas of black ghosts.

There was no response in the carriage. Rong Shen slightly twisted his eyebrows and quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage. When he saw Cheng Xiu inside, he was relieved.

She got into the carriage and sneered: "how can you wait and fall asleep..."

Cheng Xiu is sitting and sleeping. He is still wearing fox fur. Rong Shen gets into the carriage. When he wants to put Cheng Xiu on his back, he suddenly stops.