The so-called Buddha artifact is different from the general artifact.
The Buddhist instruments of the Buddhism must be maintained through constant purification by absorbing the power of faith.
The human world is different from Thirty-three Days. Although it is one of the three super-sects, Nan Wushan does not have the qualification to absorb believers, and no one can even absorb the power of faith.
This golden bowl is only in turn in charge of the previous teachings in turn.
For thousands of years, its own Buddha power has been consumed.
When Jinbo resisted the Ming Qu earlier, he spent a lot of Buddha power.
Nowadays, the roar of ten thousand ghosts has exceeded the limit of the golden bowl itself, and the golden bowl cracked.
Oops, the house fell into the rain at night.
This magical rune is too accurate.
Ye Lingyue saw her and couldn't help but support her.
As soon as the golden bowl broke, the figure of the 14th old monk in the south flickered and could no longer be supported. He spit out blood in his mouth.
"Teacher!"
A figure jumped out, and the no angry monk helped Nan 14th.
Earlier, Nan Shili alone went to meet the Qing Fei, she let the angry monk protect the flesh of Tianhou and Xia Houqi.
The innocent monk waited in it for a long time, and he did not see Nan XIV coming back.
"Amitabha, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil one tall. It seems that this time, Lao Qun can't stop this catastrophe of Daxia."
Nan Shishi's face was gray.
He also predicted earlier that Zeng Xiaoyu will suffer from blood damage. He said that the doctors do not self-medicate, but he did not expect that he will have today.
"Demon, I fight with you!"
The monk without anger was furious and swiped at Qingfei with a punch.
"Cough, monk, that old monk is not my opponent, let alone you."
Qing Fei's eyes sank, and after a while, many Li Gui rushed to the no angry monk.
"You have buried bones in the ground for a long time, and you must have been hungry. The people here, the people of the entire Xiadu, will eat your food by then.
Qingfei said quietly.
Ten thousand ghosts roared, scrambled, and rushed to all parts of Xiadu.
"Qingfei, you are so bold, you dare to harm Daxia's people."
But in the summer palace, several ghosts dragged the queen mother and a dry palace maid's bodyguard to the palace gate.
Along with him was the body of Xia Di.
"Old lady, I didn't expect you to have today too. When you put me in the cold palace, did you ever think of today?"
Qing Fei walked to the front of the queen, condescending, looking at the queen mother.
"The mourning family only hates that Qi'er didn't cut you off."
The queen mother gave a bite to Qingfei.
Qing Fei's complexion changed and pinched the queen mother's neck.
"Do you think you are still the queen dominance? Tell you, today, you have to die, if Xiahou Qi surrendered, he must die!"
After Qingfeihua tried to drive the corpse away, she was astonishing. She ignored the empress's struggle and dragged it to Xiahouqi's side.
The summer palace has become a mess, and everyone's face is full of panic.
Xia Houqi alone was still unconscious.
Beside him, the magic lamp was still there.
There was no slight change in expression on that handsome face.
"Xia Houqi, you wake me up. You can see, your big summer, your mother is all in my hands!"
Qing Fei threw away the queen mother, picked up Xia Houqi's shirt, and scolded.
But Xia Houqi was still indifferent. He closed his eyes quietly, as if he had died.
"Xia Houqi, if you don't open your eyes, I will kill your mother and kill all the people of Xiadu."
Facing the threat of Qing Fei, Xia Houqi still didn't have a voice.
"Qingfei, you let go of Qi'er, let go of the people of Xiadu, they are innocent."
The queen mother begged beside her.
"Innocent, they are innocent, what about me? I just fell in love with Xia Houqi, and suffered so much, who cares whether I am innocent or innocent!"
Qing Fei looked at Xia Houqi, who was motionless, and fell to the ground.
At this time, this man, still unwilling to wake up to look at her.
"Useless, Lord Qing, at this step, Xia Di still does not wake up. You and I have counts in my heart, and he is gone."
South Fourteen on the side looked at Xia Houqi and shook his head.
The Soul Sutra of the Buddha Gate and the meditation of the Dark Collar are all invalid.
Xia Houqi's soul did not show up, which just shows that Xia Houqi is only afraid that his soul will be gone.
Poor Xiadu's people will all die with Xiahouqi
"Soul Fei San San ... How can he be So Fei San San!"
Qing Fei's eyes slowly lost their luster.
She whispered like she lost her soul.
"Do not!"
Qing Fei's voice suddenly increased a bit.
"How can he disperse souls, even if he disperses souls, I must let him disperse souls. How can he say that he has suffered so much, how can he say that he disperses souls, so Xia Houqi, I know, you must still be there. You pretend that souls disperse, I'll let you truly fly away! "
Qing Fei laughed loudly, but saw a whine in her throat.
At her feet, a lot of black ghost fire broke out.
The terrible meditation sounded again.
Only this time, Mingqu is sharper than before.
What a summer capital, immersed in a crying wolf howling.
The queen mother was paralyzed in fright.
"Master Nan, what does Qingfei want to do?"
"Due to love and hatred, the green donor has fallen into a frenzy. She is rather jade-breaking, and wants to let Xia Di's soul fly away."
The corner of Nan Xie's mouth was still bloody, and his face was extremely ugly.
Qing Fei's meditation this time is more powerful than the earlier meditation.
If the meditation comes into play, it is not only the soul of Xia Emperor, but I am afraid that the souls of countless people will disappear in Xiadu.
"Oops, this woman Qing Fei is crazy. She uses Mingqu in this way, just to fear that it will affect innocent people."
What Ye Lingyue thought was the same as what Nan Xian thought.
"You must try to stop her."
Ye Lingyue murmured secretly.
However, the Buddhist monks of the South Fourteen had used Buddha tools earlier, and failed to repel Qing Fei, which proved that Qing Fei's strength should not be underestimated.
Although Ye Lingyue is now a void, and a divine emperor, she has little chance of winning the Ming Qu of unknown origin.
"If you want to destroy Qing Fei, you must deal with tens of thousands of ghosts. With my own strength, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with."
Ye Lingyue looked at Qing Fei again.
"The source of the power of Mingqu lies in human resentment. The woman's resentment against Xia Emperor's love and resentment, coupled with the resentment of thousands of ghosts, the formation of shame, let alone you, is the presence of Buddha Sect, May not be able to suppress. "
Faced with such a scenario, even candlelight felt very tricky.
"Complaint is the source of strength?"
Zhu Zhaozhao said this, in Ye Lingyue's mind, a flash of aura flashed and he immediately thought of something.
In this way, as long as the grievances of Qing Fei and Wan Gui are removed or weakened, the Ming Qu can be cracked?