Chapter 1108 Mucuna Is the Coffin, Red Salt Is the Coffin (3)

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Although he is a grudge for thousands of years and has a strong lethality, for Yang Zimei, he is still vulnerable.

The true fire of Samadhi popped out of his fingers and bounced directly to the center of resentment.

boom!

An explosion resembling a firecracker!

The true fire of Samadhi burned in the black resentment.

The black resentment shrank back and changed back to the original form of the burnt black ghost.

"you……"

Its voice looked at Yang Zimei with trembling, and its tone turned into a pleading, "You don't have to help me, please let me go!"

"impossible!"

For this kind of resentful ghost who was evil in life and full of resentment after death, Yang Zimei will never let it have a chance to go out.

With his fingers, the true fire of Samadhi turned into a sharp sword like a real substance, and stabbed it towards it...

The scorched black ghost was unavoidable, and was stabbed in the heart by her true samadhi...

Noisy!

The Jiao Black Ghost screamed and wailed, and curled up all over.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll tell you where is my treasure!"

It begged.

"not interested."

Yang Zimei replied coldly.

She is a layman, and naturally she will be moved by treasures, but this cannot be a condition for her to let go of this scorched black ghost.

Otherwise, she is equal to creating a big sin for herself and causing evil to the common people.

She didn't want to talk to him any more, she just chanted the mantra and sent him into the way of reincarnation, so that he could be a pig or a dung worm in his next life.

After the scorched black ghost was solved, she was not willing to destroy this Mucuna coffin. She could use the materials to make a powerful magic weapon, and it could even exorcise the yin in the house.

Therefore, she had already gone to reincarnation of the soul inside, only one charred corpse was destroyed with bones, and then called four bodyguards to come down and carry the coffin up.

Yang Zimei asked Xiaoqian and Ripple to go up first, and then set up a Yin-Yang balance formation below to eliminate the sequelae caused by the flame bureau.

After she went up, she called in the villagers to re-fill the passage with soil.

As for the golden house, she didn't know why it appeared, but she believed that as long as she had a predestined relationship, she would see it again, so she was in no hurry.

"Master Yang, why are there two Mr. Huo?"

A bodyguard saw two Huo Wenhua sitting silently under the tree, one holding a delicate box, and the other also pretending to be holding something.

The demeanor was exactly the same.

Therefore, he couldn't help but ask Yang Zimei.

"You don't need to ask more about that."

Yang Zimei glanced at the copy ghost lightly.

Since Huo Wenhua's fortune, he has been devoted to goodness, and his soul has gradually become clean. Therefore, this replicator is also very cute.

Otherwise, the trouble is endless.

Seeing her like this, the bodyguard didn't dare to ask any more questions.

What's more, Huo Wenhua is their boss. As a subordinate, he pays too much attention to the boss's private affairs, which is a very bad thing.

The array eye was destroyed, and the air in the entire Qingyan Slope suddenly became fresh, and there was no longer a hot feeling, and the small iron tower could not absorb the corresponding ghost fire here.

Yang Zimei returned the hard-working little iron tower to her storage ring.

This artifact was of great help to her. At the beginning, she relied on it to defeat the evil head descender, subdued the ghosts and resentful spirits, and helped her absorb the evil spirits.

She opened her eyes and stood at the height of the slope, staring at the situation of Huang Village.

It turned out that the five clusters of flames that echoed each other were missing one cluster, resulting in an imbalance, and it looked like a candle in the wind was about to go out.

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