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At the same time that Uncle Brick's evil-dispelling divine light fell, the copy of Mingyue started to move.
I saw Mingyue's replica walking on seven-star steps and mumbling words.
A series of cyan formations emerged on the ground, connecting into a complex pattern.
The moment Zhu Yali was suppressed by Uncle Zhuan's exorcism light, Mingyue completed his formation.
As Ming Yue made the seal with her hands, the array pattern lit up, forming a huge light shield, trapping the hundred-meter ghost body in it.
The Nine Yang Suppression Formation is said to be a very common formation in Wuzhuang Temple.
However, this is Wuzhuangguan's method after all, and wherever it is used, it will be a dimensionality reduction attack.
Moreover, Mingyue has understood this formation to the extreme, and its power is extraordinary.
Zhu Yali's 100-meter ghost body was seen trapped in the formation, and the black mist of resentment kept rolling, but she was still unable to break through the barrier of the light mask.
Mingyue formed a seal with her hands, recited a purification spell in her mouth, and golden light shot out from the pattern, shining on the ghost.
The fierce ghost roared miserably, and the black mist of resentment was purified by the golden light and gradually dissipated.
Mingyue's mental power is only half of Zhu Yali's, but with this unique skill to restrain the ghosts, she can suppress Zhu Yali to death.
Muchuan watched the number on the magnetic field detector getting lower and lower, and soon fell below 300.
The clone of Mingyue sped up the spell, the golden light became more intense, and the roar of the evil ghost gradually became fainter.
The figure of the fierce ghost became weaker and weaker, and the black mist of resentment also dissipated.
The value on the magnetic field detector is only over 100. Zhu Yali's current state is worse than even a beginner apostle.
Rumble...
At this moment, there was a loud noise in the command building.
A violent explosion occurred on the first floor of the command building, and half of the entire building collapsed.
Members of the official organization immediately suffered numerous casualties.
The preparations were so hasty that the officials failed to discover the high explosives buried in the foundation.
Hexi Sixiong looked confused.
What happened?
Muchuan's body swayed slightly, his eyes were calm, and he knew clearly in his heart: "Is it finally here?"
He was not surprised at all, it was all within his expectations.
They are not the only ones who covet Zhu Yali.
In this fantasy realm, there are many people staring at it.
It's just that these people can't do anything about it, so using the apostles' hands to suppress Zhu Yali is the only option.
The base of the nuclear fusion and seven-star evil-killing formation that enveloped the command building was destroyed, and the formation was broken.
Fortunately, the nuclear fusion equipment at the core of the formation had multiple earthquake and impact protections, so it was not damaged.
Otherwise, everyone at Maple Leaf High School would have to meet their t**s at this time.
At this time, Zhu Yali had dispersed her ghost body a hundred meters away and turned into a ball of black mist and fell to the ground.
The black mist huddled together was like a puddle of mud.
The next moment, a cassock fell from the sky, covered Zhu Yali, and then wrapped it into a ball.
Di Xiong's figure appeared on the playground. He tightly grasped the cassock wrapped around Zhu Yali with both hands, and said with a proud smile on his old face:
"The magnetic field index has finally dropped below 200, and we have finally waited for this day."
Muchuan jumped down from the top floor and landed in front of Di Xiong as gently as a feather.
"You are indeed planning this aggregation of evil spirits."
The D-level magical item [Dragon Flying] allows Muchuan to gain the ability to fly within thirty seconds.
It's not fast, but it's still somewhat useful.
Di Xiong was also not surprised by Muchuan's appearance.
This is a fantasy apostle that he rarely appreciates.
If Muchuan was not aware of his plan, then Di Xiong would be blind.
"Your purpose is to destroy it and prevent it from escaping.
And I just want to make use of it. After I finish my work, it will naturally dissipate.
Your goals and mine are not in conflict. Di Xiong said.
He was still very afraid of Muchuan.
After all, the apostles' methods are various and endless, making them difficult to guard against.
Besides, Muchuan was no ordinary apostle.
This was a powerful apostle who could suppress Zhu Yali. Di Xiong admitted that he had despised Muchuan.
But he was not unprepared. If Muchuan came to force him, then everyone would die together.
"You want to leave the Fantasy Realm." Muchuan said.
Di Xiong's eyes narrowed and he smiled bitterly: "I still haven't hid it from you."
"You deliberately used hypnosis to guide me to find Yan Shao, just to ruin this salvation.
In addition, Zhu Yali's reason overcame her instincts and helped you get rid of Yan Shao.
It is to enhance one's resentment, enhance strength, and break through the barriers of the fantasy realm.
What about you? What is your purpose?
Since you know the apostles, you also know the fantasy realm.
Are you willing to be trapped here?
If the pigs in the farm find themselves in captivity one day, will they still be willing to stay in the pig pen?
If I were you, I would try my best to escape.
If you want to break through the barriers of the fantasy realm, resentment is the key.
So you will definitely come, and you will not watch Zhu Yali's soul dissipate. Muchuan said unhurriedly:
"Although your purpose does not conflict with mine, I should be rewarded by the fantasy realm if I stop you."
According to the rules of the fantasy realm, an "NPC" who attempts to leave the fantasy realm will definitely not be let go.
"Yes!" Di Xiong seemed to be answering Muchuan's words, but also seemed to be talking to himself:
"If you were me, you would do the same thing, right?
I was born in the fantasy world and have been called a genius since I was a child.
I have been called a detective for decades, but I didn't expect that my entire life was false. Would you say it's ironic?
I have worked hard and struggled for most of my life for this false life.
For the rest of my life I just want to go out and see the real world. "
"Okay!" Muchuan agreed readily.
Di Xiong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Muchuan to be convinced so easily.
Muchuan stretched out his hand, opened his palm, pointed his fingers at the door of Maple Leaf High School, and said, "You can leave now."
Di Xiong glanced at the Hexi Sixiong on the rooftop of the command building, then turned around and left without any hesitation.
The people in the official organization were too busy taking care of themselves that they had no spare power to deal with him.
As for these apostles...
Except for Muchuan, there was no one he looked at.
Uncle Zhuan came up behind Muchuan and asked, "Why didn't you stop him? At least give him a C-level rating."
Muchuan smiled disdainfully and said, "You underestimate him.
If you can stop him, at least get an S-level rating. "
Uncle Brick: "..."
An S-level rating means a narrow escape from death.
After all, in the fantasy world, the rewards are directly proportional to the dangers.
"Is this guy so strong?" Uncle Brick was a little dissatisfied.
He's just a mortal, and one punch can beat him to pieces.
Muchuan took out his mobile phone, opened the web page, and pulled up the information on the murder case fifty years ago:
"Di Xiong was stimulated by this case and suffered a mental disorder.
In the end, he withdrew from this multinational joint investigation operation early. "
"So what? What does this have to do with him being difficult to deal with?" Uncle Brick asked in confusion.
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