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Chapter 104: The First Battle of the Ghost King with the Jewels

Hong Yun gently patted Wang Xiaoxian's jade back and sootheed her emotions.

The lay Buddhist, who was in charge of his disciples to save people, but no one noticed that the scum named A BEN was smashing on the lime platform under the cross after Hong Yun kicked it away.

This kick directly smashed Ah BEN's internal organs. He vomited blood from a big mouth, and even stared at Wang Xiaoxian before his death, and his mouth was still squirming, as if he was about to say something.

The blood spitting out of his mouth was strangely not red-colored with lime table. Instead, it seemed to be attracted by something and flowed down a line to the cross.

The cross was like a blood-sucking machine, absorbing all the blood flowing over.

boom...

When those rescued were happily planning to hug and celebrate, a loud bang made them flee in fear.

Wang Xiaoxian, who was originally comforted by Hong Yun and his emotions gradually calmed down, was also startled by the loud noise.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the scumbag's body had disappeared on the original lime platform. I don't know if it was blown away or what happened.

A guy who appeared on the spot, who couldn't be said to be ugly, but could only say that he had nothing to do with the word handsome, with red heads and hair like a non-mainstream boy.

"No, Ah Jun, GIGI girl, you guys go quickly."

"Little Gui, Shang Feng, you two will take Ajun and the others north immediately. I will lead this guy to the Beidou Treasure Cave!"

When the lay Buddhist Caolu saw the man, his face changed immediately and he immediately directed everyone to retreat loudly.

With the rapid command of the Caolu lay Buddhist, although Hong Yun didn't understand what was going on, he just wanted to be obedient.

Anyway, in this plot, this face will always win the final victory in the end.

He took Wang Xiaoxian's hand and rushed out of the church quickly, opened the car door. When he was about to get in the car, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound from behind, which was obviously Fusang dialect.

This voice made Hong Yun frown.

"GIGI, you drive the two of them to find the Beidou treasure acupoint, and I'll help the senior."

"Ajun, you..."

"Don't worry, I'm not that easy to get into trouble. The little monster can't stop me."

Before Wang Xiaoxian could say something worried, Hong Yun let go of his hand, jumped up, and rushed towards the church again.

Wang Xiaoxian behind him looked at Hong Yun's back with a pale face. After Xiao Turtle urged her for a long time, she finally came to her senses.

After getting on the bus, drive the truck all the way north.

When he arrived at the church door, Hong Yun originally planned to rush in, but found that the red-haired Fusang ghost had already fought with the lay Buddhists of the Caolu and was rushing towards the door.

As soon as he jumped, Hong Yun landed directly on the roof, preparing to attack the guy from top to accident.

However, after waiting for a moment, a figure flashed by. After the layman of the Hau Lu jumped out in depth, the red-haired figure did not appear directly.

As if he noticed something, a ball of white smoke suddenly emerged from the door with a bang.

Then, a black shadow rushed out.

At the moment when the white smoke rose, Hong Yun felt something was wrong and hurriedly retreated quickly and avoided the white smoke.

After seeing the figures of Hongmao and the Taolu lay Buddhist, Hong Yun felt a cold breath before she could catch up with her. Although it was weak, it appeared clearly in the church.

When Hong Yun hurriedly jumped into the house from the roof, he found a black fog that condensed a illusory figure and was reaching out to grab a bead on the ground.

"Go to die!"

The black fog was filled with evil and violent aura, and the direction of the black fog came was Hong Guang's villa not far away.

Now that things have come to this point, how could Hong Yun not understand it? All of this may be inseparable from the people of Jiuju and his sect.

No wonder, the red-haired woman spoke Fusang dialect and had a family relationship.

The magic power was condensed, and a thunder in the palm of his hand blasted out directly.

In the dark fog opposite, a muffled groan came, and a woman's voice sounded, but she murmured and said Fusang dialect, which Hong Yun couldn't understand.

But this made Hong Yun even more sure that this woman was definitely from Jiuju's school and didn't run away.

However, he still can't tell whether the other party is a human or a ghost, but no matter what, if it is directly destroyed, nothing will happen.

Thinking of this, Hong Yun took out the Tianshi Seal from the storage ring with his hands.

Now, the Heavenly Master Seal has been sacrificed and refined by Hong Yun, becoming a magic weapon that he can control.

This magic weapon is similar to the legendary Fantian Seal, it is nothing more than just selling it out and hitting people directly.

Moreover, the Tianshi Seal was constantly tempered by Hong Yun using thunder technique, which was contaminated with some of the aura of heavenly thunder, which was the most fatal to deal with such demons and evil spirits.

boom...

The woman in the black fog groaned and threw out the beads in her hand, and actually stopped the Tianshi Seal in mid-air.

Hong Yun hurriedly mobilized his magic power and prepared to take action again, but it was too late.

The black mist had long disappeared, leaving only a bead that fell to the ground, emitting a faint glimmer.

Hong Yun raised his hand and took back the Tianshi Seal, jumped to the bead, and reached out to hold it in his hand.

The moment he bought it, Hong Yun felt that he could hear the sound of Sanskrit in his ears, from far to near, but he couldn't hear it very clearly, as if a Buddha was whispering in his ears.

After looking carefully, I found that the bead emits a slight golden light throughout, neither gold nor iron nor jade, but it is a bit like a bone?

Seeing this, Hong Yun's heart suddenly moved. Could it be that this is the relics of a monk?

But why is the relics hidden in the cross?

Was someone doing it on purpose or accidentally trapped in it?

Since this relic can trap the red hair of Fusang, why is the woman in the black mist not affected at all?

Could it be that this relic no longer has the power to attack the demon monks, or is there any other reason?

Hong Yun's mind instantly had countless thoughts, but after a moment, he immediately calmed down and put the relics backhanded into the storage ring.

Now that Hongmao is still fighting against the lay Buddhists of the Hau Lu. When he is fighting desperately, he has no time to care about so much.

The red hair that can make a Jindan monk nervous like the Taolu layman is definitely not comparable to the mixed hairs of these Jiuju and the same school.

Compared to these ground mice in the Jiuju and the Sect, Hong Yun understood more that the threat of the red hair was much greater.

Following the traces of the two fighting, Hong Yun flew all the way, mobilizing his magic power just as if he was not worth the money, and soon caught up.

"Senior, I'm here."

In a car dismantling factory where a scrapped car was dismantled, Hong Yun finally met everyone.

Wang Xiaoxian, Xiaogui and others were hiding beside him. A burning car was parked on the open space of the car factory. It seemed that the Taolu lay Buddhist and Hongmao had already fought.

In broad daylight, Hong Yun had already felt the pressure of the future when such a big disturbance was not rare in such a place.
Chapter completed!
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