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Yan Jian was already a little creepy. After hearing Bai Wuchang talk about these series of mythical stories with his tongue in his mouth, he completely overturned his three views.

"This is so powerful for the Taoist priest. I wonder if he can sit in Seoul, wait for the ghost demon to return, and then kill it?" After Yan Jian's exhale, a policeman with similar magic power as Teacher Zhang looked at me expectantly.

I smiled bitterly and immediately rejected the proposal. Not to mention that I don’t have time to delay here, even if there is, I am not as powerful as they imagined. Even if the Netherworld Rat has not completely recovered its strength, I am not her opponent. However, this woman recognized my origin and was frightened by the title of Human Emperor Sword or Ghost Lord.

When I learned that Yuwei and I were not the opponent of this ghost demon, several policemen and monks were completely panicked.

"But, didn't she kneel down and beg for mercy? It proves that the Taoist priest has anything to shock her!" Monk Kongwu also spoke.

"Shocked twice, twice, but if she is forced into anger, she will completely tear her face? What's the difference? Besides, she shouldn't appear for the time being. Moreover, if that person named Emperor is really the Emperor of Fengdu, even if he is trampled on, he will not be able to let the Nether Rat hurt the people in the two cities!"

I was completely speechless about these brainless guys.

Although the banshee is very powerful, it is impossible to come to the world of cholera for the time being, unless the Emperor of Fengdu is so busy that he has no time to care about her, and she has the support of the ghost mother, and it is almost the same to escape from the ghost world without permission.

But it seems that the ghost mother will not appear for the time being.

"Since that demon god is so powerful and the Taoist priest cannot sit in Seoul, he cannot rashly burn her coffin. It must be handled properly and cannot bring disaster to the people of Seoul and Tiancheng." The old monk Jingji looked very serious.

We nodded one after another. Even if Yu Wei and I are not the opponents of the Netherworld Rat Ghost Demon, we still have the power to protect ourselves after all, but we can't afford to lose in these two big cities!

That coffin is not simple. Although it doesn't seem useful to us, it may be the lifeblood of the Netherworld Rat. If it is completely destroyed, I wonder if it will stimulate the woman to go crazy.

"Let's do this. After we report, we will raise funds to build a temple on the mountain wall in the suburbs of Tiancheng to specialize in offering this coffin. After the Taoist priests dealt with the ghost and demon, we will notify us and then demolish the temple."

Another policeman who had never opened his mouth suggested.

My mouth twitched, your sister, I have to worship a ghost demon for a long time, but this is indeed the best way to temporarily stabilize the ghost demon. After all, she can absorb the power of incense, which is good for her. In addition, the existence of the Emperor of Fengdu should not do anything randomly.

"I'll go, after I'll beat the old man in Fengdu, I will definitely take it off with my own hands!" Ren Shuai was a little angry, especially the appearance of the Emperor of Fengdu, which made him even more excited and resentful.

Of course, except for ourselves, those people didn't take Ren Shuai's words seriously at all. Yan Jian even rolled his eyes, thinking that Ren Shuai was bragging. After all, that might be the legendary Emperor of Fengdu. This ghost boy who seems uncontrollable can defeat the Emperor of Fengdu?

"Tao Master, although you have strong magic power, you may be against the will of heaven by your side with such a strong hostility." Monk Jingyuan shook his head and looked at me worriedly.

""I was speechless. These old monks were too worried and went against the will of heaven. I think it was God's will that I could meet again!

God's will makes us overturn the undercurrents in the ghost world, or some other conspiracy!

Of course, I can't argue with a few old monks with ordinary cultivation, saying that Ren Shuai is the King of Hell or something. I'm afraid that others will not only not believe it, but will instead think that we are crazy people and laugh out loud.

I stopped Yuwei, who wanted to help, went straight into the water and carried the coffin up.

I didn't feel it at the bottom of the lake before, but now I saw the coffin under the moonlight and found that this thing was like a beautiful work of art. If it was seen by antique dealers or so-called archaeologists, it would definitely be amazing.

"This red lacquer should be condensed from the demon blood of the Netherworld Rat." Yu Wei sighed: "And, this coffin is made of demon blood as a whole, and it is not the layer of painted as we imagined."

I nodded and admired. It was true. No wonder this coffin looked so transparent. It turned out that it was refined by Netherworld Rat with its own race and its own blood. This technique was really amazing.

This way, it can be seen that why all the ghosts and demons were destroyed. Only this woman has been resurrected again after a hundred years. This guy is prepared for it. It seems that before being destroyed, she felt the crisis, so she selfishly used the demon blood of her tribe members to make a coffin.

After escorting the coffin back to the suburbs of Tiancheng, we directly placed the coffin into the female corpse's hanging coffin cave. I set up several major formations around to prevent the ghosts who covet this coffin from feeling the breath.

It will take about half a month to build the temple. I handed over the tricks of controlling the array eye to the two criminal police. They will do it at that time. After the ritual sacrifice is successful, the ghosts and monsters dare not act rashly, because after the ritual moves the coffin, they will be known by the person who worships in an instant. At that time, they will not be able to take the opportunity to take care of them and cannot protect them at all.

The powerful aura in this thing is itself a warning.

"Are you going to Maoshan?" He Yang asked quietly, his eyes looking at his grandfather was very strange.

I smiled bitterly, and understood what this guy was worried about.

My grandfather's soul now has clearly been partially integrated with the ghost skin, and the ghost skin has not hurt us these days. There is no need to forcefully suppress it as before.

Yuwei and I looked at each other and decided to take Maoshan. After all, we can't let this female ghost directly control my grandfather. After all, Maoshan has been passed down for so many years, so we might have a solution, and we have been here.

"Maoshan is much more powerful than you think. Maybe they really have a way to strip us away!"

Grandpa's voice suddenly appeared, and we were shocked.

What was shocked was that the grimace seemed to agree with us sending her to Maoshan. Could it be that she did not intend to persecute my grandfather?

Sure enough, grandpa said helplessly: "When you dug it out, my consciousness did not wake up at all. It was entirely because of blood ties that he was possessed automatically."

"Then don't you want to be resurrected?" He Yang was a little suspicious.

"I think, but I don't have to use the body of my descendants!" Grimur was a little angry and snorted coldly: "If I want to condense my body, will I still use low-level means of taking over the body?"

I go, we secretly wiped the cold sweat. We despise people in the cultivation world, but it is difficult to take over the body. In the mouth of this female ghost, is it just a low-level method?
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