The new mission of the CEO of the Miraculous Doctor after traveling through time

The quiet and dim chamber was like the underworld, dead silent yet surging. The candlelight around it flickered wildly under the strange fluctuations of spiritual power, and the light and shadows were like ferocious evil spirits, ramming recklessly on the mottled walls with bared fangs and claws. Nie Bo collapsed in the middle of the chamber, his body shaking violently as if struck by lightning, his face extremely distorted, veins bulging, and cold sweat rolling down like a flood that instantly soaked his clothes.

Meizi was like a fairy from the Moon Palace, wearing a moon-white robe that rustled and fluttered in the wind. Her lively eyes were burning with fighting spirit, like bright stars. Her hands danced rapidly, forming seals so fast that only afterimages were left. She chanted incessant spells, which turned into tangible wisps of light. The light was like a lively silver snake, winding around Nie Bo, penetrating him, and suppressing the evil in his body with all her strength.

Ye Chen was like a god of war holding a sword, his eyebrows were tightly twisted into a knot, his face was full of solemnity, and his palm was tightly holding the family heirloom jade pendant. The jade pendant seemed to sense the owner's determination, and the light burst into full bloom, dazzling and dazzling, like a new sun. A trace of warm but powerful power penetrated his body, turning into a surging spiritual power wave, rushing towards Nie Bo unstoppably. The veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly, like angry little snakes, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Break!" As the word fell, a powerful force like the creation of the world, wrapped in the power of purification, wrapped in an unstoppable momentum, like a cannonball, fiercely hit the raging and roaring demon in Nie Bo's body.

At the same time, several immortals with immortal appearances took up important positions in the Eight Diagrams, surrounding Nie Bo in the center of the field. Some gently stroked the whisk, which seemed to understand human nature. Every swing of the whisk sprinkled glittering starlight, as bright as the fragments of the galaxy, with the power of purification and sealing; some chanted in their mouths, and the sound waves rolled, turning into a substantial blade, invisible but extremely sharp. Wherever it went, the evil aura was easily cut and crushed like thin paper. In an instant, the secret room was filled with crisscrossing lights, mysterious runes flickered, and a powerful energy vortex roared and raged. Tables and chairs were overturned to the ground, and utensils trembled and wailed, as if begging for mercy.

Nie Bo's body was like purgatory, with thousands of steel needles piercing his bone marrow, and it was like being thrown into a raging fire, with his skin and flesh sizzling. He raised his head and let out a heart-wrenching roar, the sound piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, shaking the secret room to dust. "Ah——" The shrill scream was full of endless torment, making everyone present feel distressed. He scratched his chest with his hands out of control, his nails broke instantly, blood oozing from his fingers, and his skin was instantly covered with crisscrossed bloodstains, and blood splattered all over the ground.

How could the devil surrender? It instantly transformed into a rolling black mist, as thick as ink, like a real dark cloud, baring its fangs and claws in Nie Bo's body, surging and surging, attacking the spiritual seal again and again like a mad beast, trying to erode Nie Bo's mind and regain control of the situation. With each attack, Nie Bo's body shook violently, his eyes turned red, and his expression became more ferocious.

Seeing this, Meizi's eyebrows were raised, her eyes flashed with coldness, and she waved her bare hands gracefully, offering her life-saving magic weapon - Bingpo Silk. The silk swelled up against the wind, and instantly extended dozens of feet. The cold air was pressing, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze in an instant, turning into ice chips and falling. It was like a smart white snake, extremely agile, and in the blink of an eye it wrapped around Nie Bo's body, tightening it more and more, tightly imprisoning the evil nature that tried to escape. The evil nature rushed left and right, but was firmly trapped by Bingpo Silk, unable to move. "Fellow Taoists, work harder!" Meizi shouted, her voice like a bell, shocking everyone's spirits.

The immortals nodded in understanding and increased their spiritual power output. For a moment, the golden light was brilliant, the blue light was clear, and the red flames were blazing. The three colors of spiritual power complemented each other, and the light merged into an indestructible and brilliant cage, which firmly covered Nie Bo. Ye Chen seized the opportunity and soared into the air, like an eagle catching a rabbit, with a vigorous posture. The light of the jade pendant hanging above Nie Bo's head changed again, turning into a golden sun, the strong light was dazzling, as if it was going to burn all the evil spirits in the world.

As night falls, the lights of "Yue Lai Inn" are bright, but the atmosphere is tense. Heroes from all walks of life gather here to fight for the mysterious treasure map. Once they disagree, conflicts break out instantly.

The swordsman took the lead and swung his sword, the cold light was like lightning, and "whoosh" slashed at the swordsman on the opposite side. The swordsman was agile, and dodged sideways like a swallow skimming the water, easily avoiding the sharp attack. At the same time, he drew his sword with his backhand, and the sword rang crisply. A sword energy came out of the sheath and pierced the swordsman's throat. The swordsman blocked with his sword, and there was a loud "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the surrounding tables and chairs were broken into pieces.

Seeing this, the stick monk at the side shouted "Amitabha" and swung the stick in his hand in a circle, making a whirring sound, like a dragon emerging from the sea, sweeping towards the people who were fighting. The minions who were swept screamed and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashing the doors and windows. At this time, the hidden weapon master hid in the dark, and when the time was right, several bone-piercing nails shot silently at the stick monk's back like shooting stars in the dark night. The stick monk seemed to have eyes behind him, and turned around suddenly, using the stick to block the hidden weapons accurately with a few "ding ding ding" sounds, and the nails fell to the ground and were buried three-quarters of the way into the ground.

The melee intensified, and the tables and chairs in the inn flew across the sky, and the lights flickered. The female assassin took the opportunity to attack, and the whip in her hand was like a venomous snake, wrapping around the treasure map holder. The holder flashed, took out a folding fan from his arms, and threw it open. The fan bone was as hard as iron, and it clamped the whip tightly. With a strong pull, the female assassin staggered forward. In a flash, an old man clapped his hands, and a black airflow came up from his palms. His internal force was so powerful that he shook off several people around him, and he said, "Don't steal my things!" The crowd was unwilling to be outdone, and they besieged and attacked again. For a while, there were people in the inn, shouting and killing.

The sea of ​​clouds was rolling, the sunset glow was disappearing, it was like the end of the world. The Immortal Lord was standing in the clouds with a white robe and a whisk in hand, his demeanor was extraordinary and otherworldly; the Demon Lord was surrounded by demonic energy, his black robe was fluttering, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be able to swallow the sky and the earth.

The Demon Lord took the lead, forming seals with his hands and shouting. A rolling demonic flame surged out from his back, transforming into thousands of demonic shadows, which pounced on the Immortal Lord with bared fangs and claws. The Immortal Lord was not surprised, and waved his whisk lightly. The whisk silk instantly turned into a golden sharp blade, and with a few "swishes", the demonic shadows were shattered, and turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated. Seeing this, the Demon Lord's eyes widened with anger, and his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the Immortal Lord, punching out with a fist. The fist wind was wrapped in black magic power, crushing the surrounding clouds, and the space seemed to be distorted.

The Immortal Venerable dodged sideways, lightly tapped the clouds with his feet, and soared into the air, chanting a spell. Auspicious light descended from the sky, turning into substantial chains, locking the Demon Venerable's limbs. The Demon Venerable struggled hard, and the magic flames burned the chains, making a "sizzling" sound. The Immortal Venerable used both hands to change the spell, summoning his natal immortal sword. The sword body was crystal clear, and the light was bright. It pierced the Demon Venerable like a meteor. The Demon Venerable roared, gathered strength in his palm, and forcibly grasped the immortal sword. Blood dripped from his fingers, but he used the force to pull the Immortal Venerable closer, and slapped out a magic palm with his other hand, hitting the Immortal Venerable's chest directly.

"Disperse!" Ye Chen roared, the sound waves rolling, shaking the secret room buzzing. The blood from the tip of his tongue splashed on the jade pendant, and the power stimulated by the blood and essence wrapped in a torrent of spiritual power. In an instant, it surged like a raging sea, and like the Milky Way pouring back, with a magnificent momentum, breaking through the demonic defense line with a devastating force. The black mist let out a desperate and unwilling scream, like the wailing of an evil ghost, and dissipated without a trace in a moment.

Nie Bo's body softened, and he collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string. There was no trace of evil spirit left in his body, and his skin quickly turned from the previous terrifying purple to red, and then slowly returned to its former fair color. The light gradually faded, and everyone gathered forward. Although their faces were full of concern, they could not hide their fatigue after the exhaustion of spiritual power. Nie Bo woke up slowly, his eyes were as clear as water, and the evil spirit of the past was gone. He regained his true form, with a handsome face and a gentle temperament, revealing the realization of surviving a disaster. His eyes were red, his lips trembled, and he struggled to get up, knelt on the ground with a "thump", and kowtowed heavily...

The subsequent plot develops as before. Nie Bo is grateful to everyone and is determined to atone for his sins. With the support of everyone, the Ye family prospers and the story of exorcising demons becomes a legend. Such a wonderful fight not only highlights the difficulty, but also highlights everyone's determination to save the people, paving the way for the subsequent story and demonstrating the power of humanity, affection and adherence to the right path.