Chapter 439： Go hand in hand (1/2)

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81_81261 In the painting, the old man sits cross-legged, and a golden ornate buddha floats in front of him.

On the beads, the intricate Sanskrit inscriptions are engraved, and the strong Buddhist nature is exuded. Whenever swept by the light of the Buddha, the heart is settled and worshipped.

As if deep in the soul, was baptized by the Buddha.

The pressure that radiates from the beads is even more amazing, far beyond the level of artifacts, and can even compete with Qiankun Thunder Sword.

In contrast, the town's golden ring is worse.

The imprisoned ghost king shines under the golden light of the bead, his body is more painfully twisted, and he emits a strong ghost spirit.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly. How ever was there a coma in his eyes? It's all deeply ferocious!

The old man in the painting sneered: ”No more pretending to be a coma? The town's ghost golden ring can deal with ordinary ghost kings. Naturally, it can cause them to fall into a coma and never wake up, but you are not an ordinary ghost king. How can this be ignored?”

This person already knew that after the imprisoned ghost king, he deliberately pretended to be in a coma, waiting for the other party to relax, and then took the opportunity to shoot.

The painful roar of the ghost king's throat: ”Who the **** are you? The ghost of the town is the golden ring, even the Buddhist monk relic, even if it is a true Buddhist disciple, it is unlikely to have two and a half spirits at the same time!”

The old man in the painting said indifferently: ”You don't need to ask questions.”

After speaking, the finger was placed on the bead, and the bead slammed into the eyebrow of the other person.

”Ah !! You want to control me with Buddhist relics! Don't even think about it!” The ghost king roared loudly, a ghostly vortex appeared in his brows, desperately resisting the invasion of the beads.

There is a hint of irony in the corner of the old man's mouth: ”You can't help it!”

But seeing his hands and fingers rotate, the Buddha's relic turned into a ball of golden cancan, broke through the vortex to resist, and got into the vortex.

At this point, the old man stopped the seal and breathed a little relief: ”This Buddhist relic will exist in your inner world. As long as the old man's heart moves, the Buddha's power in the relic will burst open, and you will be instantly Ashes! So, next, you should know what to do! ”

The ghost king's face showed deep hatred, but more of it was fright.

Struggling again and again, his head resigned unwillingly: ”Green ghost, meet the master.”

The old man in the painting smiled slightly: ”Very good, it is a ghost who has cultivated for many years. Life is more important than dignity. Needless to say, this truth.”

The ghost king hated, but his face was no longer disrespectful: ”The young ghost is afraid.”

”Huh! What do you think in your mind, old man know, rest assured, when the old man returns to Kyushu, he will let you go. He will do his best to help the old man enter the Heavenly God Pavilion and take the opportunity to return to Kyushu.

When the ghost king's eyes turned, he said respectfully: ”But the master ordered it.”

”Well, wait for my other servant to take out the map of your body!” Said the old man indifferently, thinking about it again and again: ”Remove the golden ring of the ghost from your body first. I am just a soul body and need protection. ”

”Thank you master!” The Ghost King ecstatically stood up behind the old man.

In the painting, the old man nodded his head and raised his hand. The ghost gold ring on the ghost king gradually loosened and turned into a palm-sized gold ring, floating in the void.

In the painting, the old man raised his hand and prepared to return the golden ring to the moment.

A ghostly vortex suddenly appeared on the abdomen of the ghost king.

The old man in the painting was slightly surprised: ”Ah? It seems to be faster than I expected, and I found the map so soon?”

However, the old man in the painting suddenly stared!

”wrong!”

I saw a huge flame burst into the whirlpool and rushed towards the old man who was close at hand.

As soon as the old man was at first, his face cooled down: ”Huh! The old man looked down on you, and he hasn't died in the ghost king for three days!”