The extremely depressed illusion, the vicious and weird flower-selling female ghost, the despair of no way out.

Millions of people watched three innocent people "killed by ghosts", but they could do nothing.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the darkness, which could easily arouse the audience's emotions.

Especially Zhou Zhou has a handsome appearance and temperament, and looks very good.

So the faint sentence "Kunlun's legacy, Taoist Song Yu" was like a dose of excitation, which immediately triggered the climax of the audience.

At this moment, the entire live broadcast room was in full swing.

"I lay in a big trough. What's the matter? A silver needle will hurt the female ghost!"

"There is also such an operation!"

"You're stupid. This is the latest operation. I remembered it. It was the handsome guy in white who said they had fallen into a ghost."

"Yes, I remember it too. This handsome guy in white seems to say that he is here to catch ghosts."

"I have lived for twenty-eight years and have developed a Qilin arm. Only then can I realize that I am not in the martial arts world, but in the fairy tale world."

"Wori, I'm not at work anymore, I'm going to practice immortality!"

"You are already staying up late to practice immortality. If you continue to survive, you will soon be able to survive the tribulation and die suddenly."

Suddenly, a large amount of willing power gathered on the jade plate of creation, and through purification, it was converted into more than 1,300 causal points.

But those are just fractions.

The emergence of ghost creatures, the fierceness of the female ghost buying flowers, and Zhou Zhou saving people, such a fantasy sense of existence impacted the cognition of millions of viewers, reshaping their values, and reappearing the path of immortality and ghosts in the world.

This causal point allows Zhou Zhou to directly obtain a five-digit causal point!

"Damn it, there are still you guys who are meddling in this world!"

The face of the flower girl was completely distorted, blue veins appeared, blood-red scars were intertwined on her face, her hair was scattered, her light blue jacket and black short skirt became dull and torn, her hands and feet were covered with scars, her nails were sharp and ferocious, covered with mottled blood stains, and rolling black smoke was spread all over her body.

This is the true face of the female ghost!

There is no pure and beautiful flower girl who can only suffer from torture and suffer all lust or humiliation, because she will never dissipate her resentment and die with her eyes open. She stays in the place of evil and turns into the soul of a ghost.

The sharp and harsh ghost howl resounded throughout the night sky, and the flower-selling female ghost was fierce and rushed towards Zhou Zhou and Yi Chun in an instant.

"Wow! Help!"

Yi Chun woke up from the dullness in an instant, shouted, and hid behind Zhou Zhou.

"Ah~~~ they are all poor people."

Zhou Zhou sighed quietly, his tone filled with compassion and compassion.

Only when you have the anger of resentment and hate in your heart during your lifetime will you not dissipate your resentment and stay in the world, trying to impose the pain you have suffered on others.

There must be something hateful about a poor person.

"Stinky guy, I thought I could come out to eliminate demons if I had some skills. Today I will capture you and make it easy."

"I'm not very capable, but you are not the one who can deal with it."

Zhou Zhou's eyes were slightly closed, as if he couldn't bear to look at the next encounter of the flower-selling female ghost.

The flower-selling female ghost swelled up, and her originally petite ghost body expanded to more than five meters high, obese and strong, with green face and fangs, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Why do you still have to resist and not let me save you."

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou sighed again.

"Whoever wants you to save me, come and take my life!"

The flower-selling girl roared, and the ghost claws that were as big as millstone suddenly fell down.

Under the gaze of Yi Chun, Yi Xiaoyi and the live broadcast audience, a young man in white stood alone in front of the huge ghost, as if he was not afraid and calmly faced the terrifying attack.

"It's apart."

Zhou Zhou turned around and brushed his sleeves.

His white robe is painted with dark clouds.

His hair was drifting like a waterfall.

He is as elegant as an immortal, but he is willing to stand on the ground.

His spine lift seemed to contain trustworthy energy of tenacity.

What if the ghost smoke lingers and the ghost claws fall?

With that swipe, everything changed.

The approaching black smoke and the falling ghost claws gradually dissipated, starting from the ghost claws and spreading to the huge ghost body.

"No! I can't! I don't want to die!"

The flower-selling girl is scared.

She was frightened. Her huge ghost body shrank back to the prototype in a few breaths, and even became smaller, only half of that of an ordinary person, just like a dwarf girl.

But this could not stop the spread of the collapse. Her forearm had disappeared, and the mysterious power was still spreading towards her remaining body.

"Ahhhh!"

The flower-selling girl gritted her teeth, turned into ghost claws, and cruelly cut off her broken arm.

But it's useless!

Under the gaze of two people who were responsible for being photographers and countless audiences, the collapse continued, crossing the shoulders, reaching the body, and then shattering them from head to toe.

It seemed as if the glass in the kiln was hit hard and turned into dirty black smoke.

Because the ghost body does not have the characteristic of being relatively vital, the flower-selling female ghost is still alive even if her head is broken. Her remaining body is jumping and rolling on the floor, and the howls emitted are transmitted to everyone's hearts through mental fluctuations.

cruel!

cruel!

despair!

The audience who originally wanted to cheer suddenly fell silent.

Because they cannot accept such cruel killing methods, even if she is an evil ghost, she would just stab her to death with a thunder or a peach wood sword. This is what she does in TV series.

But Zhou Zhou's approach is undoubtedly deliberately torture the female ghost. Even if the audience knows that he is doing it correctly, they still feel a little disgusted in their hearts.

Yi Xiaoyi was originally smiling, but now she is a little pale, especially when she is in the scene, she is the first to be affected. In the random mental fluctuations, she feels the pain and torture of the flower-selling female ghost in the shattered attack.

Too inhumane!

But before the audience could criticize the situation, the situation changed again!

"Holding the soul clothes, homesickness is hopeful, and holding on to the soul, there is no end to the lonely, and the emperor tells the darkness that the soul returns..."

Zhou Zhou spoke.

At some point, he had turned around and stared at the sky with a look of pity.

A little crystal white light appeared in the scattered black smoke in the sky, flying aimlessly like a firefly.

Yi Chun held his breath, Yi Xiaoyi held his breath, and even the audience in the live broadcast room remained quiet, quietly watching everything in front of him.

Zhou Zhou stretched out his left hand, and the milky white light that was dancing all over the sky seemed to have found its place of return, and all flew into the palm of his hand.

So, under the gaze of countless people, a light and small white soul gradually condensed into the palm of Zhou Zhou's palm. This soul was only the length of a big thumb, petite and delicate, and seemed to have been severely injured, closing its eyes and sleeping.

Although she looks very small, people who have seen flower girls before know that this is her.

"Isn't this female ghost killed by Taoist Song Yu?"

"Or..."

After all, it is an era of Internet explosion, and many netizens quickly think of a possibility.

"The evil of resentment will disappear, let's go back to the cycle of reincarnation."

Zhou Zhou's right hand swept in the air, and a black hole appeared out of thin air. Through the black hole, it seemed that a ghost cried and howled in a trance.

"Did he open the Netherworld at once?"

Zhou Zhou sent the soul in his palm into the black hole, stroked his right hand again, and the black hole disappeared, as if it had never happened again.
Chapter completed!