Qing Fei's eyes fell on the old monk, and he sneered coldly.
"Old monk, you still pretend to be a ghost, you can't do it, can you still make it worse? Just tell you the truth, don't say it's you, even Ye Lingyue, the deity came, and you must be obedient when you see me Admit defeat. "
The dark corpse's method of controlling corpses is beyond the scope of human and god realm.
Even if it is against the Divine Soldier, Qing Fei may not be afraid.
"Everything is invincible, the donor is green, and the bitter sea is boundlessly turning back to the shore."
Southern Fourteen completely disregarded Qing Fei's claims.
Under his monk's robe, a burst of light flashed.
Stripes also appeared on the old monk's body, but they were different from those on the corpse soldiers. The patterns on the south fourteen were golden yellow.
The smile on Qing Fei's face froze all at once.
The same is the pattern, but the patterns on Nan Xian's body are very different from the Ming pattern.
"Compassionate hand."
With the move of Nan Xie, his body style was several times faster than the earlier angerless monk.
He moved between the palms, only to hear a few palms, like a dust, fell on the nearest Tianmen disciple.
A seemingly light palm, when it fell, it made a sound like a burst of beans. The Tianmen disciple had just been contaminated with corpse poison. It was recorded by the old monk. Suddenly stopped growing.
That day the disciples were stagnant and fell to the ground.
In just a few blinking moments, a number of Tianmen disciples who were poisoned by corpses were charged.
"Damn old monk, what is he on ..."
Qing Fei didn't expect that his corpse soldiers would be controlled by the old monk.
Outside, there was a roar of chickens.
No, it's dawning!
Qing Fei's complexion changed again. She was a corpse made of corpses. After all, she was not an ordinary person. In the light of day, she could no longer control these living corpses.
Xia Houqi, you are lucky.
But after escaping the first day and not fifteen, it's not far from the days when you are so spirited.
Qing Fei grunted, and there was a sharp whistling sound in her mouth.
She took the lead and flew out of the morning and evening palace.
After the corpses were ordered, they followed, one by one, and disappeared with the Qing Fei in the palace.
"Teacher, those corpses are gone."
The angry monk witnessed the corpses leaving one by one, relieved.
He hurriedly put down Xia Di and quickly walked to the side of the fourteen old monks in the south.
"Teacher, what are these lines on your body?"
The curiosity of the angry monk.
As a highly respected teacher in the Nanwu Mountains, Nan Shiwan rarely worked in front of people.
This time, it was also the first time that a monk without anger had seen Nan Xie's real shot. Earlier, he thought that, looking at the thin and weak palm master, he only knew how to recite the scriptures.
And from the perspective of the fact that he taught against those corpses, the skill of teaching is not limited to this.
"This is called the sacred pattern, and the sacred pattern will appear on the palm teachers of Nanwu Mountain. The sacred pattern contains Buddha power, which is just the nemesis of the dark patterns."
Nan Xie said nothing, and put away the holy pattern, and the lines on his body also disappeared.
Ye Lingyue's ability to perceive is very keen. As she had felt earlier, she felt the power of Buddhism in Nanshi.
But the strength of the Buddha itself is not strong, and it is strong and weak sometimes, precisely because of these holy patterns.
"So what should these Tianmen disciples do?"
The monk without anger looked at Xia Emperor.
But those Tianmen disciples were in trouble. They were poisoned by corpses, although they were only under the control of South Fourteenth, but at this time, one by one was gradually regaining consciousness.
"I'm just a Buddha, temporarily controlling the spread of corpse poison on them. Over time, corpse poison will spread. The only way is to eradicate them."
Nan Xie said nothing and looked at the disciples of Tianmen on the ground.
"Eliminate it? But teach them, are these people still living?"
The monk without anger is a bit unbearable.
The monks are compassionate, and these people are all alive.
"If they are not eradicated, once completely corpseized, not to mention the entire palace, even the entire Xiadu, and even the entire Xia will suffer."
Southern Fourteen folded his hands together and said another Amitabha.
The old monk had finished speaking, and suddenly a fire broke out on the ground of Zhaoxi Palace.
"Teacher?"
The angerless monk was taken aback, watching the crimson flames that were constantly drilling from the ground.
These fireworks, like clusters of blooming red lotus, those Tianmen disciples controlled by Buddhist forces, suddenly turned into ashes under the fire.
"Take Xia Emperor away, the fire broke out in the morning and evening palace, and the whole palace died."
Nan Xie said nothing but floated away.
"Disciple ... obey."
Angerlessly looked at the less and more fierce fire, and then looked at the South Fourteen who had disappeared, gritted his teeth, picked up Xia Di, and disappeared into the fire.
The chirping sound awakened Ye Lingyue from his sleep.
"It's already three more days?"
Ye Lingyue was agitated and woke up.
She looked at the spirit card in her arms and got up.
"Huh? Why is there so much fire in the summer palace?"
Ye Lingyue's eyelids jumped a few times and looked at the summer palace.
No, the palace is on fire.
At the sight of Ye Lingyue, she was about to push out the window, but suddenly, she seemed to feel something.
She looked back suddenly and found that she was standing in front of her bed.
Ye Lingyue was shocked with cold sweat.
When did this person come, she didn't feel anything at all.
"Lingyue, it's you ..."
The man turned back quietly and looked at Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue was shocked.
"Xiahou ..."
That "qi" word stuck in Ye Lingyue's throat.
Xia Houqi quickly stepped forward and hugged Ye Lingyue.
It's just this hug, but it is empty.
Xia Houqi's body penetrated Ye Lingyue's body at once.
Xia Houqi's thin face showed a sad look.
He smiled bitterly.
"I almost forgot, I am no longer human."
"Why ... why is your life soul here?"
Xia Houqi in front of him, naturally cannot really be Xia Houqi, but the ray of soul of Xia Houqi.
Earlier, he had stayed on Xia Houqi and guarded it with a divine lamp, that ray of divine soul.
Ye Lingyue did not expect that the other party would suddenly appear in front of himself.
Ye Lingyue seemed to think of something.She quickly glanced at the edge of her bed, and the Spirit card was still there.
Could it be said ... A bold guess flashed in Ye Lingyue's mind that Xia Houqi's soul was always on that piece of spirit card, and he brought his soul back?