Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"You said it lightly. If the super-salvation is successful, then the pressure of heaven that the woman bears will fall on you."

Yan Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, "Why are you panicking? The pressure is on me, not on you."

"Besides, are there not enough thousand-year-old ghosts lingering in the world and the underworld? Some are even more vicious than her, and I can't spare to deal with them."

"If all of these had to be punished one by one, I would have already apologized with death."

Looking at Yan Jun, who looked like a normal person, Judge Cui twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

Got it!

You have left your words here, what else can we say?

You are noble, you are amazing!

If you are capable and drunk, don't ask me to pour bitter water on you.

Judge Cui turned his head away in anger.

The black and white envoys behind him were not surprised, and laughed secretly.

At this time, Robin, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up slowly.

"Hmm... where is this? It seems like I had a nightmare."

At this time, the voice of someone talking came from above the head.

"Moo! Little brother, welcome to Fengdu City."

Niutou patted him on the shoulder familiarly, and two streams of white gas came out of his nostrils.

Robin froze and turned his head slowly.

Suddenly, he saw a huge cow's head staring at him with a smile.

cut!It turned out that I was still dreaming.

Robin rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Niutou gave him a contemptuous look.

"lame."

Half an hour passed, and Robin woke up again.

But he was still pale and looked overly frightened.

Niutou didn't bother to play tricks on him, because Cheng Fan's transcendence had reached a fever pitch.

If you can't take the opportunity to completely remove the hostility, all previous efforts will be in vain!

in the field.

Cheng Fan's forehead and temples were soaked with sweat.

The scriptures for saving the souls of the dead have been recited to the end.

But at this moment, there is still a lot of hostility lingering in her body, which is difficult to loosen.

Even though Cheng Fan's mana is high and powerful, he can't control the progress of his salvation.

As long as the resentment in a woman's heart is not eliminated, the scriptures cannot truly save her.

The scriptures are only persuasive, and everything depends on the will of the dead soul itself.

When you encounter a ghost, you want to save it by reciting scriptures?

If it were really that easy, there wouldn't be so many "physical transcendence" means in Yangjian.

At this moment, Cheng Fan's heart skipped a beat.

After the scriptures were recited, [-]% of the hostility in the woman's body still remained!

It is conceivable that she just doesn't care about it on the surface, and she is far from being relieved in her heart.

"Little Taoist priest, you have failed."

The woman said lightly.

"It seems that you still can't forgive him..."

"Forgive him? Why?"

"He abandoned me and gained wealth and glory. What about me? Since he is ruthless, I still have to forgive him!"

The woman's tone suddenly rose, and she said excitedly:

"I just promised you to let Hades judge, to see if this hell is really just and strict!"

"It doesn't matter what treatment I get, as long as I see justice!"

Hearing this, Cheng Fan felt a little powerless, so he could only look at Yan Jun.

Clasping hands together, he said, "Lord Yan Jun, I am extremely ashamed that the poor Taoist failed to save her..."

Yan Jun looked calm, waved his hands, and said in relief:

"Little friend, don't feel too guilty. Exaltation still depends on her own wishes after all. You can't force it."

"Even if you let the old bald donkey of Tianlun Temple who is best at superseding dead souls come here, he won't be able to do better than you."

Cheng Fan cupped his hands and expressed his thanks.

"It's just that if you lose, you lose."

"Since you didn't succeed in saving her, then this gentleman is about to fulfill his bet."

"Little friend Daoxuan, please execute the punishment!"

Chapter 318 Unfair!I ask for a new sentence

Yan Jun's voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and everyone present was startled.

Cheng Fan moved his stiff fingers and looked straight at Yan Jun.

There was no emotion on his face, just like a stern and selfless Yama.

"Dispose of me? Feel free! But I want to ask, what about him?"

The woman said presumptuously, pointing her scorched black fingers at Robin.

Hearing this, the eyes of all the Yin gods were all focused on Robin.

Robin's legs softened immediately, and he leaned against the bull's head.

Niutou didn't care, and helped him up.

Suddenly he looked a little strange, and sniffed hard.

"Where does the smell of urine come from?"

Ma Mian frowned, covered his nose and stayed away from the two of them.

Yan Jun said lightly: "I will give you justice."

As he spoke, he waved his big hand, and in an instant, there was thunder and thunder.

"My lord proposes that this son of Robin is reincarnated and has no cause and effect. But in the life when he married you, he was not a son of man, and his karma was heavy, which led to your evil results today."

"Therefore, after the end of this son's yang life, he will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell! Tongue pulling, sword mountain, ice mountain, frying pan, sea of ​​fire, etc., will go to more than ten smaller hells, not even one less!"

"The will has been accomplished, Ning!"

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black scroll took shape in Yan Jun's hands, exuding a strong aura.

"how?"

Seeing this, the woman nodded without saying a word, a trace of pleasure flashed across her face.

Immediately looking at Cheng Fan, "Do it, little Taoist priest."

Before Cheng Fan could answer, Robin couldn't sit still, and rushed towards Yan Jun yelling.

"It's not fair! I demand a heavy sentence!"

Robin shouted angrily: "Why do you want me to suffer in the [-]th hell!"

"Even if her husband did something wrong, it's a grievance between them. What does it have to do with me, Robin?"

Niutou frowned, grabbed the back of his neck, and picked him up with one hand.

"What are you shouting about? We thought you were given a lighter sentence. What are you waiting for after death? You are not a good thing now!"

"It's time to peel off your skin now, and throw it into the iceberg to cool off, and suffer from the extreme cold. Then throw it into the volcanic hell to keep warm, and your skin will be cracked and black as coke!"

Hearing this, Robin subconsciously looked at the woman's scorched palm, shaking with fright.

The bull's head was not finished yet, and he said with endless meaning: "After coming out of the volcanic hell, throw it into the hot oil pan hell and fry it. The crackling sound will turn you into lard residue!"

Ma Mian took over the quarrel, and said coldly: "Going through this experience, it's not as good as the soul flying away."

"Just do it!"

The woman nodded in satisfaction when she heard their conversation.

"Do it, little Taoist priest, what are you waiting for?"

Yan Jun sighed, and said via voice transmission: "Little friend, let's do it. Just use the thunder method of your Taoism. I know you have this ability."

Cheng Fan closed his eyes slightly, feeling a little unbearable.

"Little friend, this is a bet. It's her unwillingness to reincarnate, and it has nothing to do with you. It's also God's will."

God's will...

Cheng Fan regretted making this bet.

It is said that the way of heaven has its own destiny.

Is even the bet he proposed on a whim included in this predetermined number?

"Little Taoist, what are you blaming yourself for?"

Hearing the woman's words, Cheng Fan opened his eyes and looked at her deeply.

"I want to help you."

"Need not."

The woman said indifferently.

"There are too many people worthy of your help, so you don't need to smash on me."

Cheng Fan smiled wryly: "I'm sorry for you, I thought I could..."

"Think you can surpass me?"

The woman smiled and said, "That's not your fault. If you're sorry, you'll be sorry. How can everyone be right in life?"

"Even my own husband and son-in-law can't forgive me, so why do you feel guilty?"

Cheng Fan remained silent, listening to her quietly.

"Since it's a bet, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. Do what you should do, and it's time for me to be free."

Saying that, the woman closed her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Let's do it, little friend."

Another urging from Yan Jun came to his ears.

Cheng Fan sighed, the golden elixir spun rapidly, surging with mana.

Slowly raising his right hand, the thunder light quickly condensed into a ball, carrying a breath of tribulation thunder.

As soon as the breath came out, the Yin gods subconsciously took half a step back.

A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Jun's eyes.

Suddenly, thunder broke out around Cheng Fan's body, and the thunder light almost illuminated the entire Fengdu City, and the ghost aura weakened a little for a while.

Cheng Fan gently sent his right hand forward, and the lightning shot out.

"farewell."

As the thunder flashed, the woman showed a knowing smile.