Chapter 414 Ming Zhuo couldn't withstand that attack at all?

They have collected data on Ming Zhuo's every attack.

Ming Zhuo's strength lies in the sword in her hand and the Heavenly Thunder Talisman that is specifically designed to overcome evil and yang.

The Heavenly Thunder Talisman is not a big deal, because they practice the righteous mind method. The Heavenly Thunder Talisman is very effective against ghosts and evil spirits, but has no effect on them.

The only thing to be cautious about is the magic sword in Ming Zhuo's hand.

There are also several people who died under this sword. No one dares to underestimate this sword, so they have made a careful plan.

The two old swordsmen have reached perfection in swordsmanship, and they restrain Ming Zhuo on the left and right.

The four monks activated the Vajra Four Symbols Formation and used the Buddha's hand seal to knock Mingzhuo's soul out of this body.

After a thunderous blow, they didn't believe that Mingzhuo could still hide in this body.

As long as the soul came out, the Vajra Four Symbols Formation would become a killing move, strangling the soul to death under the formation, leaving no ashes.

Chu Yuqi looked at Mingzhuo in the formation and subconsciously took a few steps back.

She didn't understand whether Mingzhuo was brave because of his skills or ignorant and fearless. At such a good opportunity just now, he didn't even ask Shen Ruodi for help! If

two people joined forces, there was still hope of breaking the formation. Now he is alone, isn't this just waiting to die!

She looked at the golden Buddha's hand gradually condensing in the void, and was shocked. She subconsciously took a few steps back.

Cheng Jingru looked back at her, met her frightened eyes, and turned his gaze away expressionlessly.

Now is not the time to settle accounts with Chu Yuqi.

She tiptoed and also summoned the magic sword to rush up. While Mingzhuo was restrained by the old man with the sword, she suddenly threw out something and entangled Mingzhuo's legs.

That thing was like snow-white silk, but there was a gorgeous light flowing on it. It was soft and tough. Mingzhuo couldn't get rid of it for a while.

The old swordsman looked at Cheng Jingru with admiration. The two cooperated well. After a few moves, Mingzhuo's other hand was also entangled.

The silk threads restrained Mingzhuo's movements, and the old swordsman took the opportunity to pick up the peach wood sword in Mingzhuo's hand.

With a thud, the peach wood sword fell to the ground. Everyone was happy. The opportunity had come!

The Vajra Four Symbols Formation suddenly shone brightly, and the sound of Buddha rose up!

A huge Buddha's hand, which was formed by the gathering of golden light and condensed into many, came down heavily with the force of thunder and lightning and overwhelming mountains and seas.

Mingzhuo was in the formation. The wind blew her hair and her clothes rustled. She was as small as a drop in the ocean.

Shen Boyuan didn't know why, but for a moment he couldn't bear to look over.

As the person who arranged today, he naturally knew that Ming Zhuo had just returned from Lingquan Temple.

He had just saved the souls of the massacred people in the pit under Lingquan Temple, and his spiritual power was overdrawn. No matter how talented he was, it would be difficult to continue.

Ming Zhuo couldn't withstand that blow at all.

The ending was already determined.

Amidst the Buddhist sounds and golden light, Ming Zhuo looked up at the Buddha's handprint, his eyes calm and indifferent.

The Buddha's handprint fell with a bang, and everyone subconsciously tilted their heads.

——At

the other end of the city, someone stood quietly in the moonlight, looking far away in a certain direction of the night sky.

The weather was extremely hot and humid, and there was no wind, so he had to wave his folding fan vigorously.

"It's so hot, why is it so hot?"

Suddenly, he stopped folding his fan and felt a breeze blowing from the distant night sky. He

closed the fan and put it on his chin, his eyebrows and eyes were deeply curved, "Oh, it seems that the weather is going to change."

——The

four monks sighed, "Amitabha."

Although there are reasons, their trip tonight is indeed unfair.

Not only did they set up an ambush in advance, but they also deliberately chose to ambush a person who has done a favor to Buddhism when Mingzhuo's spiritual power was overdrawn.

A gentleman judges by deeds, not by heart. Although Mingzhuo may be a disguised person, he wants to take the opportunity to infiltrate Buddhism and incite others to rebel.

Suddenly, the four monks' expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly stuck their staffs heavily into the ground.

The Vajra Four Symbols Formation changed instantly, and the flowing golden light gathered again... but it completely dissipated in the next second.

The four monks spat out blood at the same time.

Everyone looked at Mingzhuo in the formation in shock. How could it be possible that she could resist the attack of the Buddha's Palm?

The four monks were injured, and the formation was about to disintegrate under Mingzhuo's feet.

Before everyone had time to think, Cheng Jingru gritted his teeth and pulled the silk thread fiercely, "Two seniors, I'll trap her, you quickly use the Search God!"

Shen Boyuan frowned subconsciously, feeling that this was not right.

Searching for the soul is to forcefully penetrate into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, so that the other party's secrets cannot hide. It is the most advanced torture method of Xuanmen, usually only implemented on the most evil people.

People who have been searched for the soul basically have only two outcomes, either they can't bear it and have a mental breakdown and die, or they become a complete fool.

The Punishment Hall used it a few decades ago, but since Wu Jiao came to power, he felt that searching for the soul was too overbearing and abandoned this method.

But before he could say anything, the old man with the sword had already moved quickly and rushed into the formation.

One person attacked Mingzhuo, and the other took the opportunity to burn a talisman paper, put a mark on Mingzhuo, and forcibly searched for the soul, forcing Mingzhuo's soul to come out.

The cultivation of the two men is far higher than that of the four monks. Their single-combat capabilities are unmatched, let alone two of them.

The sword-wielding old men, one black and one white, the old man in black just forced open Mingzhuo's sea of ​​consciousness and prepared to search his mind. Suddenly, he felt a buzzing sound in his head.

At that moment, he felt that his body and even his soul had completely exploded and exploded into millions of pieces.

The old man in black screamed and knelt on the ground all of a sudden. His hands frantically inserted into the soil to relieve the pain.

It was as if it was not Mingzhuo who was being searched for his mind, but him.

The old man in white was startled. How could this happen?

"Brother Hei, what's wrong with you?"

The old man in black blinked his eyes, and then he realized that everything just now was just his illusion.

Even so, he was shocked. What kind of illusion was so overbearing that it could make his soul feel pain?

"Who... who are you?" He couldn't help asking, still sweating all over his body, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Ming Zhuo: "Did you see clearly? I am myself."

The old man holding the sword: "..."

Is this my problem? This is the question of why your soul power is so strong!

Ming Zhuo misunderstood and thought that these people didn't believe it.

She thought about it. Five of the six most powerful people had already knelt down. It would be a nuisance for the remaining one to stand.

She raised her hand, and the peach wood sword flew over with a buzzing sound, and chopped down at the old man in white.

The old man in white felt his whole body go cold. He thought it didn't hurt at all, and then he met the frightened eyes of others.

The next second, he didn't care about the doubts, because he found that his body was actually split in half!

The old man in white was so scared that he sat down on the ground, and his body naturally came together again.

He touched his body, there was no blood, and no scars, as if the sword just now was just an illusion.

But the chill in his heart and the frightened eyes of the people told him that this was real.