The Specter who took resentment and turned into a ghost didn't pose any threat to Su Qingyan at all.
Judging from the breath of these ghosts, even the most powerful of these ghosts are just ghosts who have just entered the realm of heaven and man.
With Su Qingyan waving her hand to freeze the millions of corpses, it's just a snap to solve these Specter.
The same is true for the other emperors in the arena, even Pu Jingwan can solve these ghosts in an instant.
It's just that none of the several great emperors present did this, they just restricted the actions of those specters a little, and looked at those specters with pity in their eyes.
These ghosts are poor people.
Mingming had a very happy life before his death, but he was drained of his soul by the Lich King, and refined it into his own body using the method of refining corpses, sealing their souls to prevent them from being reincarnated, and making them continue to breed resentment. Raise your own level.
Any corpse refiner is so elevated, not the Lich King alone.
Therefore, corpse refiners are all evil cultivators in the eyes of the three tribes of gods, demons, and demons, and none of the three tribes have a place to live.
"The corpse should not be left in the world."
Seeing these specters at the moment, several great emperors couldn't bear it.
"It's not a solution to seal them like this. These ghosts have been sealed by the Lich King for too long, and their resentment is particularly deep. It is impossible for them to restore clarity on their own." Su Qingyan said.
"If only we had a Buddhist master here." Xuan Ji said.
Hearing this, Ye Zichen couldn't help but frown.
Of course, he knew why Xuan Ji sighed so much. The Buddha's realm is holy. If there is a Buddha here, he can recite the scriptures to save these dead souls, so that they can be reincarnated and reincarnated.
Could it be that you want to find the Great Sage
At this time, the master of the Buddhist realm he knew was also the Great Sage!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
At this moment, the famous Li Gui who was sealed suddenly seemed to have a ray of clarity in his eyes, and with a particularly hoarse voice, he supported the imprisoned space and slowly knelt down towards Bi Qian.
Several great emperors all looked at him, and Bi Qian also frowned.
"Zhao Jie."
The person with this name was one of the six generals under the command of Bi Qian, and he was also the teacher of the Third Highness when he was selected by Bi Qian and brought back to the Sifang Hall. When the third highness came of age, he gave it to the third highness as a staff to assist the third highness in handling some affairs in the Sifang Palace.
In the Ji Lingcheng incident, he also followed the Third Highness, and he was among the mummified corpses whose souls were drained.
"I beg you to kill me."
Zhao Jie looked very painful. Kneeling on the void, he kept clutching his head and tended to be swallowed up by resentment at any time.
Looking at the once sturdy general in front of him, Bi Qian's shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
The other great emperors also knew about Zhao Jie's deeds to some extent, and also knew about the relationship between him and Biqi.
Everyone was silent, all staring at the position of Bi Qian.
"Your Majesty, I beg you to give your subordinates a good time. Even if your soul flies away, you will never be born again, and your subordinates do not want to live like this."
"Your Majesty, Zhao Jie is begging you!"
This is the entourage of his cronies who fought in the Quartet thousands of years ago, even if the knife is across his neck, he can't see his eyebrows frown. Even though Wan Jian was wearing his body, his knees never bent down and touched the ground.
Now he is begging to die!
Some of the other Specter also regained some sense of reason, all of them begging for death.
In an instant, the eye sockets of Bi Qian turned red, and the other emperors couldn't bear to see it.
"good!"
Bi Qian's tone was a little choked up, and the Hidden Dragon Sword in his hand screamed incessantly, as if he was saying goodbye to an old friend.
Zhao Jie, who was kneeling in the void, showed a hint of relief when he saw Bi Qian standing up with his sword in hand.
"Destroy..."
"Amitabha!"
In an instant, a deep Buddhist language came from all directions.
It must be someone from the Buddhist realm who has arrived!
Absolutely heard right!
Bi Qian, who was holding the sword, stopped his sword instantly, even if the sword skill was about to be released, the backlash of the sudden stop caused a wisp of blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He doesn't care about that.
As long as this old friend can return safely, even if the backlash seriously hurts him, he is willing.
After a long time, a touch of golden light appeared from the void.
The dazzling golden light, like the dawn, enveloped the entire Jiling City.
Where the golden light passed by, the resentment disappeared. After this, there are a series of jerky and incomprehensible Buddhist words, which are recited from the void like a spring breeze.
Li Gui's expression became peaceful, and the resentment between heaven and earth also faded away.
Numerous dead souls drilled out from the body of the deceased, or were stripped from the resentment. Their eyes were full of gratitude, and they bowed deeply towards the golden glow, and their souls drifted away.
"His Majesty."
Zhao Jie, whose soul was glowing with golden light, also floated to Bi Qian's side and kowtowed deeply to him.
"My subordinates have lived up to your high expectations and led the third highness astray, and my subordinates will die without redemption."
"Zhao Jie..."
By this time, Bi Qian had no idea what to say.
In fact, his third highness did not blame Zhao Jie at all. That was the person he chose from the lower realm, how could he not know his temperament.
To have Zhao Jie follow His Royal Highness, in fact, Bi Qian's original intention was to hope that he could check and balance a little.
"It's not your fault." "My subordinates have fought with you for thousands of years. I really hope... I can see your appearance as an emperor." Zhao Jie smiled wistfully, "This subordinate is a rough man, and he said these sensational words. It's a bit strange. Since I can't fight with Your Majesty in the future, my subordinate wishes you a prosperous martial arts. Please also treat me kindly.
Their mother and daughter. "
"Okay!" Biao nodded heavily.
"Then... farewell!"
Clenching his fists hard, Zhao Jie, like countless dead souls in Ji Lingcheng, gathered into the long river condensed by souls.
Emperor Biao's eyes were always red, and he clenched his fists tightly, but he never let go. All the great emperors also looked at the long river that this soul turned into, and watched them gradually disappear from Jiling City.
The sun shines brightly.
The lengthy chanting made this Protoss capital no longer resentful, and the dazzling brilliance pierced the heavy darkness, paving the city with a fresh breath.
"Thank you Buddha for your kindness!"
At this moment, the arrogant Bi Qian lowered his arrogant head, but the golden light did not respond.
Just like his arrival, he left abruptly.
From the beginning to the end, no one of the digital emperors in Jiling City could see through the true body of the Buddha.
Only Ye Zichen's expression was a little weird, looking at the position where Jinmang had faded, frowning, he didn't speak for a long time.
"Prime Minister Turtle!"
"The old slave is here." The old man with the tortoise shell on his back slowly came to Bi Wan's side.
Immediately, he saw that Bi Qian's eyes were about to split, and his fists clenched. "The deceased in Ji Lingcheng have been buried as many as possible, and Zhao Jie's body will be brought back to the clan's ancestral hall. You can get up and send all the staff of the Sifang Hall to find me the position of the Lich King. The Sifang Hall will be with him forever!"