"This is…"
Wen Xi sniffed lightly, his face darkening, "The smell of a corpse!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Wenbin ignored his fear and rushed in with the live camera. Standing next to her, he asked her proudly, "Didn't you say there were no bodies here? Why is there a stench of corpses? Could it be that you were mistaken? Hehe, doesn't that mean I won?"
Wen Xi ignored him and walked forward!
Taoist Old Yu would not allow them to get close. He stood up, blocked her way, and shouted angrily, "I am refining the key points at this critical moment. How can I allow you to be so presumptuous? Get out of here right now, Xiaola, why don't you give her to me..."
"Ouch!!!"
Without waiting for Taoist Old Yu to show his power, Wen Xi kicked him to the ground without blinking, and his head hit the stove, which was so hot and painful that tears came to his eyes.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much! You little girl, you're looking for death!"
Taoist Lao Yu was furious. He raised his hand and made a gesture, wanting to teach her a lesson.
There was black fog nearby, and the shadow of a dog appeared faintly, reflected on the wall, baring its teeth and pouncing towards Wen Xi.
Wen Xi raised her hand, and the dog's shadow disappeared on the spot before it pounced in front of her.
"puff!"
Taoist Old Yu spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked at Wen Xi in disbelief and asked, "Who on earth are you? How could you break my summoning technique in such a short time?"
Wen Xi gave him a contemptuous look, "You call this lowly technique summoning?"
Taoist Old Yu defended himself with a heart attack, "How can this not be a summoning spell? This is a hellhound!"
Wen Xi scoffed, "Forget it, any Husky on the street is more powerful than a hellhound like you!"
Just kidding, don’t ruin the reputation of the underworld!
This thing is called a hellhound, I'm afraid you've never seen the real one!
"You, you, you, don't be so proud!"
Taoist Old Yu's eyes were fierce, and he began to chant incantations, "You useless bunch, why don't you get in and help me drive them out!"
The ghost outside suddenly felt unbearable pain. No one could relieve the pain in his soul, so he quickly flew into the room.
"Master Lao Yu, please stop! We know we are wrong. Please don't hurt us!"
"Yes, yes, please stop now! It hurts so much! I'm going to die!"
The ghosts began to cast shadows, sometimes dispersing, sometimes overlapping.
"Auntie, please save us!"
Old man Li placed all his hopes on Wen Xi.
"Soul-Separation Curse? Where did you learn such a vicious curse?"
Wen Xi frowned and snapped his fingers. Golden light, like a marble, passed through the souls of these ghosts one by one.
The spell deep within the ghosts collapsed immediately, emerged from their souls, and dissipated into the air.
The sound of pain suddenly stopped.
“Puff!”
Taoist Lao Yu spat out two mouthfuls of black blood, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.
"My Soul Separation Curse, you actually broke my Soul Separation Curse?"
Taoist Lao Yu was both angry and anxious. If he couldn't control these ghosts, he wouldn't be able to refine them into evil spirits. This was his last step. If these ghosts didn't enter the furnace, all his efforts would be in vain!
The ghosts no longer felt any pain and began to jump around again.
"It really doesn't hurt anymore, auntie, you are really amazing!"
"This old Taoist priest Yu is such a jerk! He's held us captive for a long time, and has been asking us to help him do bad things. Auntie, you must get rid of him!"
The group of ghosts bowed to Wen Xi and thanked him with tears of gratitude.
"Summoning spell? Soul-Separation Curse? What are these things?"
This involved Sun Wenbin's blind spot in knowledge. He was confused and the live camera was aimed at Wen Xi. He watched Wen Xi crushing her with strength, as if he was broadcasting the live broadcast to her unilaterally.
Wen Xi said lightly, "This Taoist priest Yu has been attacked by his two magics. He can't do anything right now. You can take your revenge. If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to get it back."
When the ghosts heard this, they immediately became furious and rushed towards Taoist Lao Yu with their fists rubbed.
"You, what do you want to do? I am your master, do you want to eat my master? You...you don't come over here!"
Taoist Lao Yu was still maintaining his immortal demeanor, but when the ghosts approached, he finally started to panic.
But it's too late!
The anger in the hearts of the ghosts was about to overflow, and they had long wanted to beat him up. Now that this opportunity was right in front of them, how could they refuse it!
“Ahhhh!”
"If you hit me again, be careful or I'll deal with you later!"
"Soul Separation Curse, what about the Soul Separation Curse?"
"Ahhh! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I was wrong!"
"Well... I won't dare to do that again. Please spare me. I'm an old man and can't take a beating!"
Taoist Lao Yu was still shouting at first, but after being beaten, he could no longer bear it and began to beg for mercy.
"Hiss! Miss Wen, you really have the demeanor of President Wen!"
Manager Tang couldn't bear to look at it, and a deep respect for Wen Xi ignited in his heart, just like when he saw President Wen.
Wen Qinglian looked at Wen Xi, a small person filled with great strength. Her serious and solemn appearance was also very cute in her eyes. She couldn't help but smile, "Yes, there is the shadow of big brother. I wonder how he will feel when he comes back and sees a little sister like this."
"I'm going to hit you!"
Wen Xi stood by the stove, looking at the black, boiling, bubbling contents inside, and said coldly, "You used the ashes of a freshly cremated corpse, and threw in a lot of fresh, rare animals. How many people's blood did you use to refine this pot of stuff?
This is all crooked and unorthodox. You've even imprisoned so many wandering ghosts in cemeteries and even in people's mourning halls to use as tools to refine your so-called evil spirits. Are you crazy?"
Taoist Old Yu was beaten to death and collapsed on the ground with a wicked smile on his face. "What do you know, little girl? What's the use of these ghosts? They can only tease others and can't bring me much benefit at all. What I want are evil ghosts that I can command. Those are very useful. Evil ghosts will devour souls by nature. It's only a matter of time!"
The coldness in Wen Xi's eyes was about to overflow. "The evil spirits refined by crooked means will turn against the living. Do you think you can drive the evil spirit with your meager spiritual power? What are you dreaming of? You will only be devoured by the evil spirit, increase its power, and then harm the world. You are really a scumbag."
"Shut up! Impossible! This is the method my master taught me. There's no way it can fail!"
Taoist Old Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly had the strength to rush forward, but was kicked back by Wen Xi, who also kicked over the stove with his foot. The boiling black water inside flowed onto the ground and poured onto Taoist Old Yu's body.
Taoist priest Old Yu cried out in pain from the burns to his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and he was even more distressed about the fruits of his hard work.
He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He ignored the pain from the burns on his body and pounced on Wen Xi like a demon. "You stinky bitch, I will kill you and use your soul to refine the evil spirit!"
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