The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

"Currently [Samadhi True Fire] level: lv9!"

"Ding~~ [Samadhi True Fire] has reached full level!"

“【三昧真火lv9】：可焚烧一切诅咒、术法！焚烧对象上限由lv1的100w鬼神之力，提升到lv9的9000w鬼神之力！”

"As long as the host has a sufficient strength base, the full-level [Samadhi True Fire] can burn the existence of 9000w ghosts and gods!"

Jiang Yan felt a little pained.

This riding on a horse... Sure enough, it's a bit like [Arresting the Spirit].

The upper limit of the cultivation technique is very high, but his basic cultivation can't keep up, and he can't give him the most powerful power.

"Try it!" Jiang Yan snorted coldly.

Bet more than [-]% of the Yuan Qi of the whole body, pour it into the full level [Samadhi True Fire].

The true fire of Samadhi, which was gradually suppressed by the curse, gradually changed.

From the blue and white color at the beginning, it slowly turned towards the dark color.

Black flames!

Mysterious domineering!Burn everything!

The malaise was swept away.

Suddenly, like adding fuel to the fire, the black flames rose ten feet!

It directly filled the entire sky above the prison.

Yan Qingtong looked up in shock.

What caught my eye was the raging black fire that seemed to destroy the sky and the earth, and it was connected to the back of the old lady in the shroud.

The old lady's violent look turned back to quiet and silent again.

Looking at Jiang Yan next to him, his eyes were fixed, as if he was confronting something.

"Come on!"

Yan Qingtong was afraid of disturbing Jiang Yan, so he clenched his hand tightly and cheered Jiang Yan nervously.

Jiang Yan didn't want to be so deadlocked with him.

Bet all [-]% Yuan Qi in it.

Soon.

There was a roar of a little boy who was faintly heard in the sky.

This curse was finally broken.

[Yin Fu Jing] and [Tai Shang Dao Body] quickly exerted their effects.

He quickly replied to the Yuan Qi that Jiang Yan had hollowed out.

Less than five minutes.

He's close to heyday.

"I didn't expect that the effect of [Yin Fu Jing] is so outstanding." Jiang Yan couldn't help but said.

This kind of response speed, even in the cave god realm, can't do it.

Curse of destruction.

Jiang Yan pointed his finger.

The shackles of Li Daxiao were locked, and they collapsed instantly.

Li Daxiao couldn't control his emotions for a long time, his body was shaking, and he hugged the old lady in the shroud tightly.

I don't mind the blood on her body at all, and the grimace at the moment.

"Mother...Mother..."

"Let's go home."

"Let your son honor you well!"

The old lady's obsession finally prevailed.

All the anger and resentment disappeared.

She raised her hand, tremblingly, and touched Li Daxiao's head.

On his aged face, a kind smile appeared: "If you are fine, mother will be happy."

"Son, mother is leaving."

"You need to find a good daughter-in-law and live in peace in the future."

"When you are born a big fat boy, remember to tell your mother."

Li Daxiao watched helplessly as the old lady dissipated in the wind.

All that is left is a lot of nostalgia and obsession with his son, which is included in the pile of blood money.