3657 Chapter 147 Purification (1/2)

In no time, the entire mausoleum of the Royal Palace of Huainan was enclosed in the light of the fiery sun, penetrating the shadow of the wall, and no corner could be hidden.

For a moment, in the mausoleum, he screamed terribly. The scene of a hundred ghost nights came fast, went faster, but in a moment, in the mausoleum, it was already empty.

“This, this, this... This is amazing!Brother Monkey King, what kind of magic is this?I actually wiped out all the ghosts in one stroke! ”Han Lingya looked at the empty surroundings, excited, excited and worshipped.

Sun Wukong could not help laughing: ”I am not some kind of deep magic, just imitating the light released by the sun. These ghosts belong to the Yin. They cannot be practiced in the daylight. They are photographed by my magic, like being in the sun in the daylight. Naturally, it is unbearable, but can only deal with ordinary ghosts. If they are cultivated into high and deep ghost cultivation, they will not have much effect.”

Like a dragonfly, she can be practiced in broad daylight. This spell has no effect on her. However, the dragonfly situation is a bit special. You say she is a ghost, not quite. She is more like a sword spirit. You say she is a sword spirit, but it is not completely.

Han Lingya's eyes flashed: ”That was amazing!I wiped out so many ghosts in a flash.”Looking around, he said curiously,” Where is King Huainan? Why is the old man missing? Died, too? ”

”Sun Wukong looked at the jade jade jade jade jade pot and said,” This light is not enough to kill a fierce ghost like him. He must be hiding in the jade jade pot.

He said, one of the best, one click, the red jade jade jade pot in response to the sound, the rich resentment from which drifted out, King Huainan once again existing; there are eight resentments around him, both hands cover his head, want to hide the light, launched a terrible scream.

Han Lingya was surprised: ”Why are there eight more?”

Liu Mengli: ”It should be another eight...”

But when they were exposed to this harsh light, their bodies were ”sneering”, from time to time smoking blue smoke, from time to time laughing in fear and pain, King Huainan even begged for forgiveness: ”Stop!Stop it! Please ~ Daxian ~ Please! ”

Then Sun Wukong simply ignored it. The light in his hand changed, and his breath turned into a bright white. Although the bright light appeared more gentle, the harm to the ghost was greater. King Huainan and the Eight Duke were only photographed by this bright white light, and suddenly he launched a terrible howl. His purple and black grievances were also purified and melted under this bright light.

“The king is unwilling! The king wants to curse you...”

King Huainan, with his full resentment, disappeared and his soul was scattered.

The other eight did not even reveal their presence, but also disappeared.

“That's it... that's it...?” Han Lingya looked at King Huainan who had disappeared completely. She was slightly exultant. When she began to see the dense numbness ghost, she felt that life was not long enough, but she didn't want to. The scene actually turned around, which was too exciting. Brother Wukong is truly a sword fairy ~ really powerful!

Liu Mengli glanced at Sun Wukong. Before that, Sun Wukong said that Yu was his disciple. She still had some doubts, but now she believes.

Sun Wukong clapped his hands and said: ”All the ghosts here have been cleaned up. Let's go, we should go to Chenzhou.”

“Brother Wukong, will I be as good as you if I join Qionghua?”

Along the way, Han Lingya seemed very active and excited. She felt that with the help of Brother Wukong, who was so powerful, there was hope to save her people.