I am the patron saint of the human race

Although there were many ghosts in the alleyway, they didn't stop Su He for long. After thinking that all the ghosts in the alleyway were wiped out by Su He, Su He's soul power also reached the upgrade standard, and successfully advanced to the intermediate level of ghost hunting.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host who has reached the intermediate level of ghost hunting, and will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery, whether to draw a lottery or not. 】

Su He didn't want to draw a lottery right now, because Su He made a careful calculation, and the ghosts eliminated were far from enough, so the remaining ghosts would chase after the convoy.

"Hey! Da Fei, if you escort the people at the respite point back to Qingyuan City, if you don't go with the main force, they may be in trouble." Su He quickly dialed Sun Dafei's phone number and said.

After hanging up the phone, Su He selected the place where the convoy would evacuate, mobilized the ghost energy in his body, and let it cover his calf.

After mobilizing the ghost energy, Su He's speed was several times faster than before.

This is the inspiration that Su He got from the cultivation novels in his previous life. He didn't expect it to be really useful. Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, he rushed towards the convoy.

Yang Zun culled a ghost in front of him, and then stood up slowly. These ghosts are really difficult to deal with, and it takes a lot of strength to cull one, so it will take a lot of energy to get down after a few times.

Before Yang Zun could react, he was thrown down by a human ghost, and then the human ghost dispersed and turned into three transparent ghosts, rushing into Yang Zun's body, devouring Yang Qi.

Seeing this, Yang Zun's face turned livid, feeling his body gradually becoming weaker, his back soaked in cold sweat, his face gradually pale.

Heartbroken, Yang Zun took out the dagger and stabbed it straight at his chest. Yang Zun would rather die by his own hands than die by being absorbed by the ghost.

After the dagger pierced in, he felt the gradual loss of vitality. When he felt that the picture in front of him was blurred, a figure appeared in front of him.

Yang Zun looked up at the person who came, it was not Su He, but a down and out monk.

He is the monk Jian Yi who Su He bought lotus seeds and lotus leaves from the underground exchange.

Monk Jian Yi clasped his hands together, looked at Yang Zun with compassion, squatted down slowly, looked at Yang Zun's condition, and shook his head feebly. Suicide was hopeless.

Monk Jian Yi shook his head and then stood up, looking at the pounced ghost with a peaceful expression, muttering something, and then a dazzling golden light shone on the pounced ghost.

Aww!

The ghost howled in pain, as if being scorched by a raging fire, it turned into black smoke and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Monk Jian Yi is like a walking sun, facing ghosts and releasing golden light.

But with the passage of time, the golden light on Monk Jian Yi's body has gradually dimmed, and it no longer has the power it had at the beginning. In the end, Monk Jian Yi no longer shone the golden light, and his complexion became pale.

Seeing this, many ghosts rushed towards Monk Jian Yi with grim smiles.

Monk Jian Yi closed his eyes tightly as if he hadn't seen the pounced ghost, and he had an aura of hell who would go to hell if I didn't.

At this time, Su He also arrived.

He kept moving his hands, and directly sent a few ghosts to the rescue.

"Master Jian Yi, why die so worthlessly, there are still many beautiful things waiting to be experienced in the world." Su He said with a smile, holding a whisk in his hand.

Su He didn't know why Monk Jian Yi appeared here. He knew that Monk Jian Yi was very powerful, so he didn't want to see Monk Jian Yi die at the mouth of evil ghosts.

"So it's the benefactor." Monk Jian Yi smiled slightly when he heard Su He's words, and then said.

"The donor's strength is indeed not simple, I admire it." Monk Jian Yi said.

Su He waved his hands casually and didn't speak, but he saw Yang Zun lying on the side and hurried forward.

Su He stretched out his hand to test Yang Zun's breath, and it was already very weak, like a gossamer.

"Benefactor, General Yang has no way to recover from the current situation, hey!" Monk Jian Yi clasped his hands together, shook his head and sighed.

Su He's complexion sank, and there was nothing he could do, but seeing Yang Zun die in front of his eyes like this, Su He still couldn't bear it. With the thought of giving it a try, he took out a drop of yin water and fed it to Yang Zun .

Monk Jian Yi looked at the drop of water that Su He fed to Yang Zun in amazement. Although he didn't know what it was, it was definitely not a simple thing, because he felt that the faint breath in it seemed to be the breath of life, maybe it really was. Can save Yang Zun.

For Yang Zun, Su He still admired him a lot, such a upright person was unwilling to watch him die like this.

After Su He fed him, he handed over Yang Zun to the care of Monk Jian Yi, because there were still things that had not been resolved.

This time, Su He didn't rely on the power of Fuchen, but relied on the ghost energy in his body. The ghost energy was surging and covered Su He's body.

This time was Su He's happiest battle, and he could use all the power in his body.

An hour later, all the ghosts were wiped out, and the sky and the earth were clear again.

Su He returned to Monk Jian Yi and looked at Yang Zun's situation.

Yang Zun's body was now covered with a layer of cold frost. Su He stepped forward and looked at the wound on Yang Zun's chest. It had scabbed and healed.

Although it was unexpected, he was not in a hurry, waiting to see what happened to Yang Zun.

A few minutes later, the ice on Yang Zun's body began to melt. After all the ice melted, Yang Zun still didn't wake up. Su He stepped forward to check in confusion. His breathing was still weak, but there was a chance, it might be Yang Zun. The injury was too serious, so Yang Zun didn't wake up after talking for so long.

After another few minutes, Yang Zun's breathing became normal, and then he gradually woke up.

Yang Zun looked at the two people around him in confusion, and then at the dead team members around him, feeling endless sadness welling up in his heart.

"Two masters, thank you for saving us at the last moment. I thank you for everyone behind me." After Yang Zun recovered some strength, he stood up and saluted vigorously.

"I'm not an expert, but I just don't want to watch innocent people die in front of my eyes. If I want to thank you, I should thank Master Jian Yi." Su He waved his hand and said.

Although Su He said so, he also knew that without Su He's appearance, how could so many people leave safely.

"Okay, let's go, catch up with the evacuated convoy, it's time to go back to Qingyuan City." Su He said and got into the car first.