Chapter 3894 (1/2)

Ye Lingyue and Dixin suddenly realized.

”If you have a chance, you can copy it from my adoptive father in the future. If it's really a Buddhist Heart Sutra, it might be enlightening. ”

Ye Lingyue saw that under the siege of the Ming script, the old ghost of Shanyin was forced to retreat. He was about to break down. He was relieved and thought to himself that he was also a Sanskrit. I wonder if the Heart Sutra of Ruoxue, both big and small, could be used to defeat the enemy like the ghost script.

Of course, this idea is also extremely scribbled in ye Lingyue's mind, which has not yet been formally formed. However, it also laid a solid foundation for ye Lingyue to create his own special Buddhist sect in the future.

”It seems that it's only a matter of time before emperor Qingming subdues the old ghost.”

The marshal of the 13th National Congress of the Communist Party of China was also worried about whether mingri could defeat the old ghost of Shanyin. Now when he saw it, he was relieved.

Victory in the first battle is good news for the divine world.

After all, mingri is among the three, and watching should be the most stable one.

Compared with the Grand Marshal of the 13th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, the emperor Shen who watched the battle side locked his eyebrows and gazed at the battle in the air.

His face did not seem to be relieved by the defeat of the old ghost of Shanyin.

”Dixin, do you think the adoptive father can win?”

Ye Lingyue also noticed the expression of emperor Xin.

”It's hard to say that the old ghost, even if he is subdued, is very difficult to tame. As long as he is not tamed for a day, it will be troublesome for the divine world.”

Emperor Shen pondered.

Dixin is not like ye Lingyue. He has a magic talisman. He may not know the origin of the old ghost in Shanyin.

However, with a pair of wise eyes, Emperor Xin also saw that the old ghost was a body of misfortune. Unless he could completely tame it, it would be easy to ask God to send him away. Once this gift was accepted, there would be natural disasters and man-made disasters in the divine world.

As soon as the emperor Xin's voice fell, the ghost of the Ming sun hit the old ghost of Shanyin again.

In the hand of mingri, the pocket is lifted, and the old ghost of Shanyin is instantly put into the pocket.

”Boy, let the old devil go, or he won't let you go. Old ghost, I will curse your whole family and your whole divine world. There are many bad luck and no good end

The old ghost said, that bag, sent out a cold cold cold force, the ghost just felt the tiger mouth numb, after the old ghost was imprisoned, sent out evil spirit, more powerful.

Seeing this scene, one side of the mountain Yin Saint son and the mountain Yin Saint daughter are secretly funny.

They have all experienced the power of Shanyin old ghost.

After the old ghost was suppressed at the top of the mountain, there was snow all the year round because of the heavy resentment.

It is surrounded by natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Every hundred years, there will be a great disaster. The new God Emperor of the divine world, who knows nothing good or bad, actually suppresses the old ghost of Shanyin by force. They want to see that the divine world can live a few years under the poison of the old ghost of Shanyin.

”This old man is really ungrateful. Dark sun, let me refine it. ”

When the four gods said that, they wanted to go forward.

”No, the old ghost has a life of ten thousand years. He is already an immortal soul and is hard to refine.”

It is also known that ghosts of more than ten thousand years are basically immortal, and ordinary purification methods are useless to them.

The four square gods still don't believe in evil, so he ordered some of his immortals to come.

However, these Fangxian tried all kinds of methods. No one's stove cauldron was able to refine Shanyin old ghost. As soon as their cauldron was close to that pocket, it would explode immediately.

The gods in the divine world were stunned by such scenes.

The face of the son and daughter of Shanyin is more and more proud.

They sent out the gifts. If they couldn't accept them, the gods would lose face this time.

”Adoptive father, four gods, maybe I...”

Ye Lingyue thought for a moment and went forward to help.