Chapter 81: Rebirth and Salvation! Lady in Black!

Endless petals covered the sky and earth, like a white flower sea that submerged the cultists' camp.

There was no place to hide, no gap to hide.

Only the ghost apostle used all his strength to form an all-round shield, and barely managed to forcibly resist the countless petals.

Even so, he was struggling to block it. The seemingly light white paper petals contained extraordinary power, and the energy consumed to maintain the shield far exceeded his recovery speed.

Feng Xi used the Tongtian talisman and the Wanfa Dharma Seal to give each white paper petal the energy of Buddhism, Taoism, immortal arts, and ninjutsu. Not to mention that it was extremely sharp, it also had the sacred attribute of specifically defeating evil spirits.

At this time, it was covered, cut, and exploded all over the head and face. It was not an easy task to resist.

This was just like Xiaonan's 100 billion detonating talismans, which were crushed by force and quantity, and the non-rule-level ability was unmatched.

Even a fifth-level apostle with infinite energy had such a hard time resisting it, so the result of this move for other cultists who were only below the fourth level of the extraordinary realm was naturally unpredictable.

The sea of ​​flowers covered them, splitting them and annihilating them into dust in an instant, and buried them silently in this extremely romantic beauty.

Feng Xi's final scene·White Emperor Sword······No, it was the sixth style of the Daluo Sword Chapter, which directly wiped out hundreds of cultists of the Ghost Church in one move.

(Kuchiki Byakuya gave a thumbs up and sent you a green corpse)

Once they died, the evil spirits controlled by them were even more powerless to resist the Buddha's light of the Immortal Law·Ji Dizang, and were collected into the giant coffin at a faster speed.

After a while, the evil spirits in the sky were collected completely.

"Bang!"

After the evil spirits were collected, the door of the coffin was immediately closed, tightly closed, without a single gap.

The seal was completed.

The barrier that relied on the existence of evil spirits also naturally dissipated, revealing a clear sky and a bright sun.

Feng Xi stretched out his hand and consumed about two-thirds of the white paper petals, which rolled back and condensed into angel wings behind him.

A somewhat embarrassed figure appeared on the ground.

The tomb that was originally surrounded by hundreds of people, now only the ghost apostle was left alone.

The remnant robe on his body could no longer cover his ugly body. He raised his head a little weakly, revealing a frightening ghost face, and a pair of eyes full of resentment stared at Feng Xi, gritting his teeth:

"The four realms alone have such strength, the human race is really full of geniuses!"

"It is because of the existence of guys like you that humans always hold on to that ridiculous hope and stubbornly refuse to throw themselves into the arms of the Lord. Guys like you are simply a cancer that prevents the world from sublimating! You deserve to die!"

"Why don't guys like you die! Die!"

Feng Xi looked down at him with indifferent and cold eyes.

The white wings behind him spread out casually, and the sunlight shone through his body onto the other person.

This scene was like a judgment from God.

Feng Xi didn't care about the barking of a cultist with an abnormal mind before his death. He just raised his Zanpakuto to him again, with a cold tone:

"I gave you the opportunity to speak so that you can repent, but you are hopeless. As expected, weakness is not a sin, but stupidity is!"

"You..."

The thunder roared, instantly cutting off his last shouting.

A move of the World of Zhe, cut through the body of the ghost apostle in an instant.

The broken wing petals behind him followed the path that Feng Xi pierced through, and poured into his body, completely annihilating his life, destroying his body, and taking away his filthy soul.

Feng Xi turned silently in the rain of falling flowers and sheathed the knife.

He walked up to the giant coffin and took off the Jianwan Buddhist beads on his wrist and hung them on his palms.

The wooden clone had already jumped off the ground and came to his side to remind him:

"The evil power of the evil spirit inside should have been purified. Original body, how do you want to deal with it?"

Feng Xi did not answer, but said calmly: "You go, leave this to me."

The wooden clone nodded and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Feng Xi put his hands together, with the Buddhist beads hanging on his palms, bowed his head to the giant coffin, and silently chanted the mantra of rebirth.

A soft golden light shone on his body, and the coffin began to tremble slightly.

For these purified evil spirits, Feng Xi chose to transcend them.

The way the Ghost Church creates evil spirits is to torture ordinary people. They are created by combining the power of evil gods with the negative energy in people's hearts. In other words, every soul in it was once a human being who was tortured.

Feng Xi can no longer save them, and letting them rest in peace is the only choice.

As for staying and using the spirit-binding and general-sending methods to drive and enslave people, Feng Xi couldn't do it yet, and there was no need to do it.

It was too bad. If he did that, what difference would he make from those cultists?

It would take some time to save so many ghosts, but Feng Xi didn't think it was a waste.

There were always things that had to be done.

Time passed by minute by minute, his body didn't move at all, only the barely perceptible chanting sound floated far away in the quiet mausoleum.

The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, with only the soothing wind blowing the boy's hair.

After an unknown amount of time, a slender figure slowly came down the mountain.

It was a tall woman with long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her skin was so white that it looked a little sick.

She was holding a black parasol, wearing a neutral black outfit, and a black coat on her shoulders.

It seemed that she saw someone on the top of the mountain, and the black umbrella tilted, revealing a beautiful face.

Her eyes were vicissitudes and a little cold, and her expression was a little indifferent.

This was a face that made it difficult to tell her age, as if the years had not left any traces on her face, but from her mature and capable temperament, it could be felt that she should be quite old.

She was holding a bunch of white flowers in her other hand, and it seemed that she was here to pay tribute to her deceased relatives and friends, but after seeing Feng Xi's back with his head down and chanting, she paused, walked straight forward and stood behind Feng Xi.

She didn't disturb him, just watched silently.

Feng Xi didn't stop the salvation because of her appearance.

After a long time, the salvation was completed, and there was no ghost in the giant coffin. It sank back into the ground and disappeared, leaving only a child-sized wooden Ksitigarbha statue in its place.

Feng Xi paid his last respects to the Ksitigarbha statue, then straightened his back, put on the Jianwan bracelet again, and turned to look at the woman behind him:

"Senior, are you here to pay respect to your relatives?"

The woman in black spoke slowly, her voice cold: "To see my daughter."

"Sorry, I chose this place to fight, I'm afraid it will disturb the sleeping heroes."

"It's okay, you protected them very well."

The woman glanced at the tombstones in the cemetery, none of which were damaged.

The sea of ​​flowers just now clearly covered the entire mausoleum.

She paused and continued, "You chose this place to protect the residents of the city. They will understand. They should also be willing to see someone use their resting place to slay demons and exorcise monsters. At least my daughter must be willing."

Feng Xi nodded, glanced at the bouquet in her hand, and asked, "It seems that the senior's daughter is also a human hero who hates evil. Can I go to pay tribute to her?"

The lady in black nodded, first worshipped the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then took a flower from the bouquet in her hand and inserted it in front of the statue.

"Sorry, I will bring more next time."

Seeing this, Feng Xi smiled dumbly, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to touch the ground.

The fairy chakra invaded the earth, and the soil around the statue immediately grew a large number of buds, and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, blooming into a flourishing flower, surrounding the statue.

Colorful and bright.

After Feng Xi picked some white branches and tied them into a bunch, he stood up and looked at the lady in black.

She glanced at the small Buddha statue that looked kind and cute in the flowers, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

"Little guy, you must be very popular with girls."

"Senior, you are too kind."

Feng Xi smiled and did not comment.

If you had seen me in my normal state, I'm afraid you wouldn't say that.