Female Exorcist in Ming Dynasty

At this moment, Marshal Wu already had thoughts of retreating, but the dignity of the Underworld's Marshal made him unable to retreat.

He lifted up the halberd, braced himself and shouted to the ghost soldiers and ghost generals, "All of you, keep your spirits up, charge!"

Fang Miaomiao bit the tip of her forefinger, forcing out a drop of blood, the blood line following the movements of her finger as it drew a rune in the air. She held the handprint and recited, "Monarch's pardon, the Hundred Gods shall return to their fates. All shall accompany you. Jadesea Mountain Shadow Spell, calm the heavens and the earth."

The plain roamed the skies as it pleased. This was the true power that belonged to him, able to topple mountains and overturn the seas, fearless.

Fang Miaomiao watched the entire scene with a calm expression. She waved the Demon Subduing and Demon Subduing Whip, drew out a circle of light, and then placed both of her fingers on a handprint as she recited: "Monarch's orders, Destiny of the Hundred Gods.

The thunder from the Ninth Heaven was getting louder and louder, shaking the ghost soldiers and the ghost generals. The Golden Crow Lightning Art was originally difficult to resist, and the thunder from the Ninth Heaven was condensed from the power of the true martial skill, so its power was much stronger than the Golden Crow Lightning.

In a split-second, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals were completely annihilated by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Soul. Marshal Wu was terrified, bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He simply could not understand how Fang Miaomiao, who had walked through the gates of hell, could her Fa Li become so strong.

He could still fight against God's pardon's might, but the Monarch's Amnesty, especially True Martial Monarch's Medallion which was famous for its powerful mantras, made him completely unable to retaliate.

The remaining ghost soldiers and ghost generals sobbed as they looked at Marshal Wu, "Marshal, what do we do? Heavenly Master Fang, she's too strong. "

Marshal Wu was utterly battered by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Soul. He scolded, "What do we do? What should he do? How do I know what to do? "

A Ghost General said while wiping his sweat, "Marshal, why don't you give up to Heavenly Master Fang? A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. "

Another Ghost General chimed in, "Yes yes yes, Marshal. We won't have to worry about not having enough firewood left over."

Marshal Wu thought about it, but still couldn't bring himself to do so. He slapped the face of the Ghost General, who had made the suggestion, and coldly berated: "Hmph, why are you giving in to her? I'm not afraid of her at all."

Marshal Wu's hand that was holding onto the halberd trembled, but he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Fang Miaomiao.

Fang Miaomiao flung her Demon Subduing and Demon Subduing Whip and the halberd's strength was pushed off.

Marshal Wu turned around and stabbed again. Unexpectedly, the Demon Subduing and Demon Subduing Whip rolled up his waist and threw him onto the ground. The long whip's light suppressed him, causing him to be unable to move.

"Heavenly Master Fang …"

Marshal Wu's voice trembled.

Fang Miaomiao lowered her eyebrows, and said with an indifferent expression: "Since you used the Soul-Kill Art and tortured his primordial spirit, then use your Ghost Pill to treat his injuries."

Marshal Wu's pupils constricted as he turned pale with fright. Ghost cores were equivalent to a monster's beast cores, containing the mana that had been hard for many years to condense. Without a Ghost Dan, it meant that one had to start from the beginning.

Marshal Wu was finally afraid and stumbled as he said, "Heavenly Master Fang, you don't need to care about this lowly one. Please forgive me this once …"

Fang Miaomiao squinted her eyes and a glint flashed across her eyes. She raised her hand and whipped Marshal Wu's body, causing him to take a deep breath in pain.

"I'll say it again, take out your Ghost Dan and I'll spare your lives." "If not, I want all of you to stay here today."

Marshal Wu was extremely unwilling in his heart, but what could he do? Strength was everything, and since he had lost to Fang Miaomiao, he could only allow him to do as he pleased.

Just at that moment, the Divine Beast Azure Dragon Formation trembled like the waves of water. A gentle power was continuously poured into it, and after a short while, the Divine Beast Azure Dragon Formation was broken.

Fang Miaomiao's gaze tensed up, she raised her head and saw a black hole splitting open in the air. A tall and sturdy middle-aged man with a lion's nose and leopard eyes walked out. He wore an imperial hat and was dressed in imperial court attire, and was actually one of the ten palace Yama s, King Qinguang.

King Qinguang was the person in charge of the First Hall of Hell, specializing in the life and death of mortal people, receiving life and the good fortune of the netherworld.

Fang Miaomiao pursed her lips and smiled faintly, her expression was normal as she said, "Greetings, Your Highness King Qinguang."

King Qinguang said gently, "Greetings, Heavenly Master Fang."

Fang Miaomiao pretended not to know King Qinguang's purpose in coming, and asked: "I wonder if Your Highness has any business with me?"

King Qinguang sighed and said, "This king came for the Marshal Wu. I ask Heavenly Master Fang to be magnanimous. "

In fact, King Qinguang had long guessed what would happen next. However, the reason why he let Marshal Wu go was because Marshal Wu had already become an ox. He had too deep of a hatred towards Fang Miaomiao, and was too persistent. Marshal Wu would not give up before personally experiencing the bitter fruit.

A black figure flashed past. Ping Ye stood beside Fang Miaomiao and said coldly, "King Qinguang, you speak quite easily. Back then, when he was trying to hook our souls, he wanted to kill us."

King Qinguang smiled slightly and said, "The Heavenly Master Fang has its own destiny. The Book of Life and Death contains endless merits, how can one die just like that?"

Even if Marshal Wu really brought Fang Miaomiao's soul into the Underworld, the Underworld would still put her back. Although the Yin and Yang were of two different worlds, their relationship was as tight as the crisscrossing of a dog's teeth. It was necessary for someone to maintain the most basic balance.

King Qinguang took out a golden pellet from his sleeves and handed it over to Fang Miaomiao. He then glanced at Lu Zhinan and said, "The Nine Transformations Golden Pellet should be able to make up for the injuries inflicted by torturing the primordial spirit."

The Nine Transformations Golden Pills that Old Lord Taishang created using his Eight Trigrams Furnace were made from rare spiritual herbs in the Immortal World. There were only three in total, so their effectiveness was naturally a notch higher than the Ghost Pills.

Moreover, since King Qinguang had come to make peace, he had to give him face.

Fang Miaomiao thought for a while, then laughed: "The Nine Transformations Golden Pellet, naturally cannot be any better. However, I still have one condition. "

King Qinguang raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "What condition? Heavenly Master Fang can say whatever it is, but this duke will definitely do it if I can do it. "

Fang Miaomiao said: "Marshal Wu's character, personality, ability, is truly a difficult task. I think it's better to let out the position of Marshal of the Underworld. "