Chapter 1715 Planetary Past

"Di. The system detected abnormal fluctuations in the spiritual power of the alien species, threatening the host. The system activated the protection mechanism and turned on the clearing function..."

Just when Di Ping felt desperate, a voice that made him ecstatic suddenly sounded in his mind. The system did not give up on him, and the critical moment came.

There is no doubt about the power of the system. With the sound of the system, Di Ping found that the soul ball transformed by the Yin Demon suddenly froze, as if time had stopped, and the terrifying energy fluctuations also stopped at once, and suddenly a sound came from it. With an extremely frightened roar, Di Ping heard the voice of the Yin Demon. He seemed to be frightened by something, and the cry was extremely frightening.

boom! With a light sound, the black ball burst open and turned into black gas again, but the black gas did not turn into a human shape, as if it was scattered black clouds, filling the flame furnace.

And the flame of the flame furnace suddenly became intense and swirled to engulf and burn the black gas. The black gas was immediately turned into pure soul energy by the flame. It seemed extremely relaxed, as if a piece of dry paper was thrown into the furnace. In a few seconds, the black gas was burned up, and the efficiency was countless times faster.

There was no trace of black gas in the flame furnace, not even the black gas in the soul space. Di Ping stopped the flame furnace, but he did not remove it.

He is still a little wary of the old monk, but the old monk did help him, and he doesn't know how to treat this old monk for a while now.

The old monk's soul has also become extremely weak under the refining of the flame furnace. The golden light is a little unstable, and it seems that he is about to be unable to maintain his body. However, Di Ping found that the old monk's always lowered eyes were slowly raised. When he got up, his hands clasped together and he murmured something in his mouth, as if he was praying something, which was very different from the dull image before.

"The old monk Yin Demon is dead, what are you going to do? Do you want me to let you out?"

Di Ping looked at the old monk's soul and asked.

Hearing this, the old monk slowly raised his head to look at Di Ping, shook his head gently and said, "Thank you, little friend, don't let me go out!"

Di Ping was stunned for a moment. He was willing to let him go, but he didn't want to come out. He couldn't understand what he was thinking. He was about to ask, and the old monk suddenly continued:

"Little friend, the only belief of the old monk is to kill the yin demon. For this reason, he combined his will with the will of the Buddha to suppress the yin demon for thousands of years, but he has never been able to kill him. Now the yin demon has been destroyed by the little friend. After the reading is completed, my soul will soon dissipate, and there is no point in letting it go!"

The old monk's expression was flat, as if he was talking about a very common thing, but Di Ping felt sour in his heart when he heard it. but Di Ping felt that he did not hate him.

"The old monk has no thoughts in this life. There is only one thing that he can't let go of his heart. I want to ask a little friend for one thing here. I don't know if the little friend can help!"

The old monk suddenly looked at Di Ping with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Master please speak!"

Di Ping used honorifics, but he didn't say help or not.

"My Mingjing sect has been established for ten thousand years, and the inheritance has been cut off from the end, but it is a sinner of Mingjingzong when it is broken by me, so I would like to invite friends, if you have the chance, please pass on my Mingjingzong sect. The old monk is grateful for this. Endless!"

A trace of pain flashed in the old monk's eyes, and he folded his hands and gave Di Ping a deep salute with a very sincere attitude.

Di Ping nodded when he heard the words, the old monk's request is not excessive, he will only have the chance and help him pass it on by himself, if there is no chance, then don't pass it on, thinking of this, he nodded and said: "This I can promise you something, and if there is a suitable opportunity, I will definitely pass on your Ming Jingzong!"

"Thank you little friend!"

Ming Fanzi gave Di Ping a deep bow again, and then he slowly closed his eyes and read the scriptures.

When Di Ping was in doubt, a white rune suddenly flew out of Ming Fanzi's forehead. As soon as this rune appeared, the old monk seemed to be unable to maintain the Buddha's light all over his body and quickly escaped. fading away.