The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 436 His approach to her was actually purposeful.
The blue feathers continued to attract souls, but as soon as one was attracted, it was sucked away by the Mirror of Reincarnation.

We can't get a single temple!
Everyone was stunned to see more than 200,000 living souls vanish just like that.

Not to mention these people, even Qingyu Xian was dumbfounded and remained silent for a long time.

How did the Mirror of Reincarnation end up in her hands?
This is a supreme treasure of the underworld, and the King of the Underworld has been sending people to retrieve it!
He sensed the aura of the King of Hell in the dungeon. Wasn't he taken back by the King of Hell?!
Standing on the hearse, Song Mang said leisurely, "This is the Netherworld Treasure, the Reincarnation Mirror. You're familiar with it, aren't you?"

No matter how many souls of living people you attract, I can absorb them into the Mirror of Reincarnation.

"Once the temple is destroyed, I'll release the souls from the Mirror of Reincarnation, and they'll be able to return to their bodies!"

This time, not only Qingyu Xian panicked, but Blood Skull and the troublemakers outside also panicked.

They all signed contracts!
If Song Mang really saves these humans and destroys the temple, they will have to become his servants!

It's still the lowest-level master-servant contract!
According to the contract, once it takes effect, they will have to kneel down and bow to Song Mang whenever they see her, and shout "Long live Your Majesty!"
How can this guy still have any dignity?

Everyone thought Song Mang was crazy for coming up with such an outrageous contract.

In addition, Qingyu Xian is ridiculously strong and can kill hundreds of thousands of people in an instant. They felt that Song Mang had no chance of turning the tables, so they decisively signed the contract!
Results now.

Are they the clowns?!

As everyone was in a state of unease, the Blood Skull member suddenly spoke up, "Don't panic, everyone. Although she can save people, she may not be able to destroy the temple!"

"Yes, yes, she might not be able to destroy it. This is a god! Humans cannot resist the power of a god!"

"Even if she has a thousand Yama Ghost Cards, they are all one-time use, and it's not like Yama himself is taking action. God can definitely handle these one-time use Ghost Cards!"

All they could do was console themselves.

Song Mang used the Reincarnation Mirror to collect those living souls. When Xi Jinzhi saw this, he raised his hand and waved it, and all the blue feathers in the air disappeared.

He stopped Qingyu Xian's spell, so no more living souls would be attracted.

When Song Mang saw this, she grabbed another handful of Yama Ghost Tablets and threw them toward the temple.

This time, she didn't hold back at all and threw out the Joker directly.

Boom boom boom!

The Wheel King's various demonic arts continuously appeared, crashing onto the temple with terrifying power.

None of these ghost cards attacked the Blood Skull or the mischievous humans, but the aftershocks of the Yama Ghost Card alone were enough to terrify these people so much that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground.

A terrifying pressure enveloped the entire area, the air seemed to freeze, and no one could escape.

However, since the temple was where Qingyu Xian's power was most concentrated, he was still able to block the power of these ghost cards.

Soon.

Song Mang had used up all the Yama Ghost Tokens in the burlap sack. Only the barrier formed by divine power outside the temple was damaged; the temple itself remained undamaged.

"A thousand Yama's Ghost Cards only damaged one layer of my protective barrier. Do you really think you can destroy the temple?"

A disdainful voice came from Qingyu Xian.

Song Mang felt a gaze on her from inside the temple. After a while, the gaze shifted and began to look at Xi Jinzhi beside her.

Qingyu Xian clearly knew Xi Jinzhi's identity. She stared at him for a long time and said, "Could it be that you want him to take action? But you probably don't know that he can help you refine the divine statue in the dungeon, but outside, he can't even enter the temple, let alone destroy the original temple!"

Upon hearing this, Song Mang glanced at Xi Jinzhi in surprise, "You can't attack the temple? Why?"

Xi Jinzhi frowned and said, "It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later."

“Alright.” Of course, Song Mang didn’t expect that a thousand Yama Ghost Cards would destroy the temple; she had other trump cards up her sleeve.

"Your barrier is gone, right?"

Song Mang looked at the temple, grinned, and said, "A thousand Yama's Tablets destroyed your barrier, that's not bad. Now let me see how well this temple is made."

"It shouldn't be some shoddy construction project, right? That would be bad; I wouldn't be able to properly inspect the product quality."

"What...products are you inspecting?"

Qingyu Xian's voice was somewhat puzzled, unable to understand what this woman was planning to do.

Even a thousand Yama's Ghost Tokens couldn't destroy his temple, so what's the point of her persisting? Is there anything more powerful than Yama's Ghost Tokens?

Song Mang kindly explained, "It's my newly opened factory. Recently, we produced a large batch of paper-mache missiles, but I don't know if the quality meets the requirements."

The exterior of the replica is too easily damaged; there's simply no way to properly inspect the product quality.

"...?"

Before Qing Yuxian could react, Song Mang took out a paper nuclear missile the size of a small truck from his storage space and threw it on an open ground not far away.

Hearing the noise, the humans were so frightened that they retreated in terror, hesitating whether to run away.

This paper missile looks just like the Dongfeng missile that's been posted online!

If this explodes, won't it blow up the entire city of Jiang?!

Seeing their panicked expressions, Song Mang quickly said, "Don't be afraid, everyone. This thing can be remotely controlled. You can just use the remote to activate the attack on the temple."

Oh, by the way, I also have a green one here, called "Little Boy."

Bang.

Song Mang then pulled out a new, dark green missile and threw it onto the open ground on the other side.

The bespectacled man with the blood-skull couldn't hold back any longer and screamed in terror, "You made all of these in your factory? What factory? How could they produce these paper weapons?!"

The man next to the bespectacled man quickly said, "Brother Chen, don't get excited. This thing just looks scary, and it might not be of any use even if you burn it."

Paper-crafted weapons require specialized artisans to make them, and they can only work after the talismans are carved. Mass-produced items made by machines in factories don't have that effect!
Right after the apocalypse, I bought a lot of paper effigies made in factories, but burning them was completely useless!

"This wasn't made by a machine."

Song Mang said.

These paper-crafted parts were all handmade by humans, and then Yan Zhe personally assembled and enchanted them. The effect was basically the same as the ones Yan Zhe made himself!

However, Song Mang couldn't explain that much to these people, because there was no need.

She looked at Xi Jinzhi and said, "Teacher Xi, since you can't attack the temple, I used a nuclear missile. Can you block the nuclear missile attack so that it only hits the temple and doesn't affect other parts of Jiang City?"

“Sure,” Xi Jinzhi said calmly. “A spatial blockade will suffice. If Bai Qi can do it, how could I not?”

"I knew you could do it."

Song Mang smiled at him.

Xi Jinzhi was stunned for a moment.

Does she really trust him that much? Does she even know that he approached her with an ulterior motive...?

(End of this chapter)