The Real Daughter Has Become Famous All Over the World for Fortune-telling Chapter 80

Although Pei Anzhu's arms were restrained, his hands could still move.

Her fingers were flying, making seals, and a ray of light emerged from her fingertips and fell on the black whip that bound her.

That is the golden light of merit.

In an instant, the whip ignited as if gasoline had been poured on it.

The golden light of merit spread on the black whip at the fingertips, like a fiery snake, entwining around Pei Anzhu's body.

To those who don't know, it looks like flames are about to burn Pei Anzhu's entire body.

But only Zhao Yanshu knew that his cultivation was rapidly losing—

This black whip is a natal ghost weapon developed from his ghost body. It is linked to his cultivation level. The higher his cultivation level, the more powerful the whip will be.

Since he became a ghost king, he has rarely encountered an opponent, so this whip has never failed.

So much so that he forgot that the natal ghost weapon will also affect his cultivation level. When the whip is greatly damaged, it will cause the loss or regression of his cultivation level.

The golden light of merit can destroy all evils.

The merits accumulated by Pei Anzhu, a good man in his tenth life, were used to burn a whip full of blood-evil energy. It was completely overkill.

In fact, with just a little bit, she was able to completely dissolve the evil spirit on the whip.

Soon, the color of the whip changed from dark black to light gray, then became lighter and lighter, and finally became transparent and disappeared.

Zhao Yanshu's ghost body was also severely damaged the moment the whip disappeared.

In an instant, his face turned pale, and his originally solid ghost body became much more transparent, making him almost weak and visible to the naked eye.

The whip disappeared and Pei Anzhu was out of trouble:

"Are there any other tricks? If not, it's my turn." After finishing his words, Pei Anzhu directly raised his hand, put his index finger and **** together, and swiped toward the sky. The originally unbreakable ghost space suddenly burst. A hole was opened.

The three-hundred-year-old ghost king, the spatial confinement he was most proud of, was simply vulnerable to Pei Anzhu.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yanshu knew that he was outmatched and no longer wanted to fight. He turned around and was about to walk out through the wall.

　　If he can't be beaten, he will run away.

"You can't get out." Pei Anzhu's voice was calm and indifferent. It was just five words, but it was like a terrible curse.

The next second, the ghost space was completely shattered, revealing the original appearance of the lounge.

The talismans that Pei Anzhu had hidden everywhere began to work, and red lines appeared between the talismans.

The red thread glowed with golden light and shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it **** Zhao Yanshu, restraining his limbs and preventing him from moving.

Just as he **** Pei Anzhu before.

The audience in the live broadcast room cannot see Pei Anzhu herself through the mini camera, but they can clearly see all her movements.

After her fight with Zhao Yanshu, the audience exclaimed:

—Fuck! The red line appeared out of thin air and glowed with gold, awesome!

—Isn't this really a special effect? I'm so sorry, I can't describe my feelings. This is much better than the 50-cent special effects on TV!

—Is this something I can watch without paying? Qingzhu Immortal Lord, what is there that you can't do? You can beat the century-old ghost ghost whenever you want, and tie up the three-hundred-year-old ghost king whenever you want?

-quick! Beat him up! I want to hear the story!

—+1 upstairs, I also want to know why this ghost wants to find Miss [Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu], what kind of hatred is there?

Pei Anzhu was busy fighting with Zhao Yanshu, so he naturally had no time to watch the barrage.

But [Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu] squatted in a safe corner, holding the talisman given by Pei Anzhu in his hand, and felt reassured as he watched the audience's admiration and praise for Pei Anzhu.

Chapter end

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