Snapped!

With a soft sound, Wang Fuyin's body stiffened, and he fell to the sky. A curl of living soul fluttered unsteadily from the top of his head. When the cold wind blew, it was about to dissipate. His face was full of helplessness and fear.

"It's still too late to change your mind now." Master Xianxia asked again.

Wang Fuyin's soul trembled with coldness, and he said to himself: "Even if...you kill me, I will give the same answer! Let me harm my master...don't even think about it! Master...master will avenge me!"

"It's such a pity, then your fate is already sealed. What I hate the most is monks who don't want to betray their master."

Master Xiangxia put away his smile, took out a sandalwood sign from his arms, with a white cloud pattern on it, looked at Wang Fuyin, sucked the living soul in, and then threw it into the valley.

boom!

The dark valley suddenly boils!

The originally deep and mysterious mountain road suddenly became clear.

Flags fluttered in the wind, and the stone steps were lined up along the way and extended out.

"What is this?" Xinwei and the male monk both looked surprised when they saw this.

"This is the Shengxian Terrace." Master Xianxia stepped forward and climbed up the stairs. "This high platform is originally a mountain that connects the three realms and divides Yin and Yang! On ordinary days, this platform sinks into the realm of ghosts and ghosts, and only occasionally reappears.

To return to the mortal world, it is necessary to open the way with a pass sign."
Chapter completed!