Then he pulled Qiao Luoning and threw her into the formation, saying, "Senior Sister, you should stabilize the formation first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Qinghe immediately sat down to meditate.
She did resemble Venerable Shichen somewhat, and a golden light appeared around her as soon as she entered meditation.
The golden light resembled an unopened golden lotus, and it was unclear whether the wisps of Buddhist light were emanating from her body or from the golden lotus.
The cultivators entered the formation, and the evil spirits reappeared, rushing directly towards Wei Qinghe.
"Junior Sister!" Qiao Luoning roared, and Wei Qinghe arranged for the formation to be stabilized.
Lei Wenxuan flashed, and before he could make a move, the evil spirit that was about to harm Wei Qinghe disappeared into the Buddha's light.
"Fellow Daoist Wei even knows about Buddhist cultivation!"
“I remember that Fellow Daoist Wei seems to be a friend of Venerable Shichen. It seems that Venerable Shichen gave Fellow Daoist Wei some kind of Buddhist protective item.”
"We all benefited from Fellow Daoist Wei's help. If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Wei, I don't know how many times I would have died."
Wei Qinghe herself was well aware that she would perish if the evil spirits approached, and she finally discovered the development of the golden light of merit within her sea of consciousness.
He even felt that familiar warmth in his dantian.
The Ghost King Seal emanated heat from the spot where the hands were clasped together.
For every evil spirit she defeats, she not only gains merit and golden light, but also grants the Ghost King Seal a boost of power.
As she vanquished more and more evil spirits, the phantom of the golden lotus flower beside her grew larger and more powerful.
She also clearly felt that, as she gained control of her divine sense, a layer of the golden lotus was separated and projected onto Daoist Fuyue.
Bang!
Unaware of the situation, Fuyue Daozun's sword pierced through Shen Chuan's body.
Blood was flowing freely from the hole, and one could see the scene behind Shen Chuan.
"ah!"
Shen Chuan's face was covered in cracks, and he let out a pitiful cry.
"No, this is impossible, this is impossible!"
The demon that had been summoned again had barely peeked out when it vanished.
Wei Qinghe was lifted up by the golden lotus in a meditative posture. With her back to everyone, she slowly raised her hand, and the Ghost King Seal was facing Shen Chuan.
Shen Chuan's eyes were filled with terror. With another scream, he was killed by the Ghost King Seal. His body exploded instantly, and blood and flesh flew to the ground.
The Ghost King Seal flickered with a dim light, as if it were very pleased.
The previously gloomy sky instantly brightened.
According to the time of day, it is still dark.
The sky over the city that never sleeps is just that strange.
Yi Haoyue fainted after Shen Chuan was killed.
Her once-recovered black hair turned snow-white again, and her previously improved skin instantly looked even older.
"Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, escort the uninjured cultivators to the city gate. The injured cultivators should stay behind for now and be treated for poisoning."
Wei Qinghe had already descended from the void, and the golden lotus had also disappeared.
Qiao Luoning and Lei Wenxuan dared not delay and immediately escorted the cultivators away, one in front and one behind.
The injured cultivator had long felt something was wrong with his body and was terrified.
Fuyue Daozun was beside her. He had seen it clearly just now: it was the Ghost King Seal in Wei Qinghe's hand that swallowed Shen Chuan, and it was Fang Wei'an's body that was blown apart.
"Qinghe, are you alright?"
Fuyue Daozun is now somewhat worried that the Ghost King Seal in Wei Qinghe's possession will be detrimental to Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe knew Fuyue Daozun's worries; in fact, she didn't believe in the Ghost King Seal at first either.
"I'm fine." She raised her hand and extended it in front of Daoist Fuyue. "I should be able to keep it under control."
Fuyue Daozun grasped Wei Qinghe's hand, originally intending to sense the Ghost King Seal.
Who knew that the Ghost King Seal would immediately activate its automatic defense, giving Daoist Fuyue no chance to investigate.
"My relationship with the Ghost King Seal should be considered a blood pact."
Wei Qinghe grasped Fuyue Daozun's hand in return, and the two intertwined their fingers.
Although Daoist Fuyue was unable to sense the Ghost King's Seal, he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the words "blood pact".
Being able to hold Wei Qinghe's hand with my own is a small kind of happiness.
However, the little happiness of Daoist Fuyue came quickly and ended just as quickly.
Wei Qinghe was going to cleanse the evil spirit's poison from the cultivator in her hands.
The evil spirit's poison had already spread to the wound, and the flesh was rotting very quickly.
"First, seal the acupoints, then remove the rotten flesh..."
Wei Qinghe dispersed her spiritual energy, drawing out the eerie ghostly aura from the injured person.
Seeing the growing ghostly energy in Wei Qinghe's hand, the cultivators gasped, feeling as if they had escaped a calamity.
A sword shadow appeared behind Daoist Fuyue, with numerous sword energies spreading out one by one.
He condensed spiritual energy in his hand, and countless sword energies shot out, accurately slicing away the rotten flesh from the wounds of the injured on the scene.
It has a visual feel of 'the wife leads and the husband follows'.
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