The Peerless Tang Sect’s Sun and Moon Glory - Chapter 277 Purification

Unlike Ye Guyi, Xu Zihuang did not show any surprise from the beginning to the end when he looked at the tall girl kneeling in front of them.

Because the person who came was none other than the ghost Nana he had met at the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy before.

From the memory of his past life, he knew that the souls of Nana’s parents were imprisoned in a branch of the Holy Spirit Cult. Now it seems that the branch altar is probably here.

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Nana’s eyes. Various emotions were surging in her beautiful eyes. Her eyes looking at Ye Guyi were excited and hot. It was like grabbing the last straw.

Since her parents’ souls were enslaved by the Holy Spirit Cult, she has considered various ways to free her parents’ souls. In the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, she also met many powerful soul masters. But she never asked those people for help.

After all, the soul power is too mysterious. Although the people she knows have good strength, no one understands this soul power.

Just when she was almost in despair, she accidentally learned about the history of the ancient Douluo Continent.

The most powerful force in Douluo Continent in ancient times was the church. The reason why the church is powerful is that they possess sacred power and inherit a martial spirit called the Holy Angel. At that time, there were many soul beasts of evil blood on the mainland. By purifying them, the church gradually gained recognition from the world and became more and more prosperous.

There once was an extremely gifted genius in the church, who gathered the power of faith on the continent and finally became a god. He is the God of the first generation of angels.

With the blessing of the gods, the martial arts inherited by the angel lineage evolved from holy angels to seraphs.

The Wuhun Palace, which flourished ten thousand years ago, was formerly the church. Moreover, the true controller of Wuhun Palace is always a descendant of the angel lineage.

It was not until ten thousand years ago that the Wuhun Palace disappeared in the long river of history.

The angel lineage also declined, and there were few holy angel soul masters walking around on the mainland.

Even Nana herself didn’t expect that she would be so lucky to meet a descendant of the angel lineage, and even kill the elder of this branch with her own hands.

“Thank you.” Nana’s voice had a slight tremor and a hint of relief. Like the previous elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, she also regarded Xu Zihuang and Ye Guyi as a group, and the two had discussed in advance to destroy this Holy Spirit Cult branch.

“As you can see, I am also a member of this Holy Spirit Cult. I know you may not believe me, but I still want to beg you to help me rescue the souls of my parents so that they can escape the sea of ​​suffering. Then you I am willing to do anything you ask me to do. Even if it means dying.”

Hearing Nana’s words, Ye Guyi frowned slightly, but he still didn’t swing the raised angel holy sword.

Nana’s ghost martial spirit is indeed related to the evil martial spirit, but it is not particularly evil. There was no resentment around her, which meant that she did not use the methods of those evil soul masters to assist her cultivation.

It is undeniable that some martial spirits will lead soul masters to fall.

But the definition of whether a soul master is an evil soul master should not depend on the martial soul, but more on the soul master’s heart.

From Nana’s eyes, Ye Guyi saw the true feelings revealed.

She is a very kind and upright girl at heart, so naturally she will not kill Nana indiscriminately just because her martial spirit is special.

And next, the reminder Yi Lao gave her made her trust Nana a little more.

She glanced at the small door on the side of the underground hall with feeling.

“Where is the container that stores those resentful spirits?”

“It should be in his storage soul tool. I’ve seen him use it before. It’s a flag-shaped soul tool.” Nana was stunned for a moment, and then responded with great joy.

There was nothing in this world worth cherishing for her, and the only thing she couldn’t worry about was the souls of her parents.

Ye Guyi was slightly shaken. Could it be the Ten Thousand Soul Banner that Yi Lao mentioned?

When Yi Lao taught her undead magic, he told her that because his own mental power was limited, the scope of the undead mage’s ability to control undead creatures was limited.

However, you can use magic weapons to enhance your control and transformation of undead creatures. This Ten Thousand Souls Banner is one of them. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which has been refined to the extreme, can hold tens of thousands of souls. When facing the enemy, you only need to activate the resentful spirit it controls to launch a range of attacks. Any creature invaded by a resentful spirit, whether it is a human or a spirit beast, will become the carrier of the resentful spirit within a short period of time. Once the bodies of these creatures are destroyed, their souls will also be devoured by the resentful spirits.

Extremely vicious.

The person Nana mentioned was of course referring to the elder of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Xu Zihuang was the closest to the corpse of the branch elder. He used his soul power to pull the storage soul guide into his hand. After checking it, he found a metal flag engraved with strange patterns.

The flag is called the Holy Spirit Flag, and it is the most important magic weapon of the elder of the altar. It is still a seventh-level soul tool, and it can only be used by an evil soul master with excellent mental power and good at soul manipulation.

This was also the last resort of the branch elder. The reason why he did not use it immediately was because he was afraid that driving the resentful spirits would cause Ye Guyi to recover after killing those resentful spirits.

The other was his confidence in his own strength. At that time, he thought it was not time to use this ultimate method.

It’s just that he probably won’t be able to understand until his death that he paid such a heavy price for this. Xu Zihuang, who was unable to cultivate as a Soul King, was continuously controlled and severely injured, and was finally killed by Ye Guyi.

Xu Zihuang used his right hand to crush the seventh-level soul tool, the Holy Spirit Flag, under the astonished gazes of the two women.

This Holy Spirit Flag is a kind of soul guidance device with special effects. In fact, its hardness is not as good as some very ordinary soul guidance devices. With Xu Zihuang’s physical strength, he can destroy it without any pressure.

They didn’t know how to use the Holy Spirit Flag, and they didn’t have time to explore it. Simply destroy it directly, and naturally it will lose its binding effect on those resentful spirits.

As soon as the storage container was broken, the small door on one side suddenly exploded. The surging energy rushed out from the small door.

They were illusory human faces of different colors, and each face was wrapped in a spherical light group. The faces of these people were twisted crazily, and the shrill wails and screams echoed in this underground hall one after another, which was very permeable.

Ye Guyi forcibly circulated the soul power in his body and once again activated his first soul skill, Holy Light.

Without the undead magic taught to her by Yi Lao, just relying on the ability of her holy angel spirit was enough to purify these resentful spirits.

The white-gold sacred light spread, and wherever the halo passed, the originally chaotic and violent resentful spirits froze motionless in the air. The fierceness and resentment quickly dissipated.

“Go find your parents. After the evil and filth in your soul is washed away, it will dissipate here.” Ye Guyi reminded him. Affected by the toxin in his body, he could no longer maintain the state of releasing his martial spirit. .

She looked at Xu Zihuang not far away, with too many questions in her mind.

But soon her thinking began to become sluggish and her consciousness became blurred.

When Ye Guyi was on the verge of falling, Xu Zihuang stepped forward and supported him. Ye Guyi’s height is close to 1.8 meters, which can definitely be called tall.

However, Xu Zihuang looked at Ye Guyi from a bird’s eye view. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the golden wing-like pattern exposed on the upper part of his chest, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Although it was only the tip of the iceberg of the entire Golden Pattern, his memories that had been sealed for ten years emerged in his mind uncontrollably.

The calm state of mind stirred up turbulent waves, and a strange brilliance shone in the deep purple eyes.

There was both joy and realization, and there was also an admiration and deep affection that he had never shown since he was exiled overseas.

That’s it, that’s it.