Chapter XXIII: Temporary Repression

"How is that possible?"

I looked at the cross in my hand blankly, and there was a faint crack in the originally intact cross, the crack was not big, but it looked extremely shocking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I saw that the top of the palm-sized cross seemed to have been cut by a laser knife, and the crack directly penetrated one-third of the real cross.

"Cracked?! Hahaha, I'll just say it! At the beginning, that priest couldn't use the Dark Holy Cross, how could you, the bell breaker, use the holy relics of Western Christianity, hahaha, the cross is broken, I see what you are still talking about! ā€

The voice came again, but unlike before, this time the owner of the voice appeared directly in front of me, less than three meters away from me, this distance is full of endless temptation, because as long as I activate the cross again, the dark light will definitely hit the ghost, but I don't dare, I don't dare to bet.

"Come, attack me! Just like just now, hit me with all your strength, it's as simple as that, you have a good chance of hitting me! ā€

The voice came slowly, as if coming from the depths of hell, and it went directly into the depths of the soul without hearing, this is, the soul attack of the ghost!

Without waiting for the ghost to make the next move, the ink bell that originally seemed to have no movement suddenly made a piercing ringing ringtone, which was the first time since the ink bell was broken by the female ghost of Huangquan that the firing pin made a sound, but there was no surprise on my face, because there was only one possibility for the ink bell without the firing pin to make a sound, that is, this ghost, I couldn't deal with it at all.

In other words, the bell at this time, if nothing else, is its last wail.

Don't you have a chance?

I stared at the grimace in front of me, my face was hideous, and I was sure that my face was not much better than that of a ghost at this time.

However, now I don't have the energy to pay attention to these anymore, there is only one chance, and this opportunity is a trap set by a powerful ghost no matter how you look at it, if you don't attack, I will die sooner or later, and if I attack, I may die on the spot.

No matter how you look at it, the final result seems to have been decided, but I am really unwilling.

Just when I was struggling and couldn't extricate myself, suddenly a holy white light fell from the sky, directly fixing the ghost in place, from my line of sight, I could even clearly see the frightened eyes of this ghost, distorted expression, but all this seemed to be frozen, and the ghost couldn't move a bit.

"Quick, this brother, seal the ghost into the Dark Cross, we may still have a chance!"

The voice came from the top of the church across the road, and when I looked up, I realized that the source of the holy light that had fixed the ghost in place was the top of the church.

I don't know how the old priest did it, but this is indeed our last chance, after all, none of us can take care of this ghost now, although I don't think that I can seal it for the time being, and then I will be able to deal with it.

"Hurry up!"

The old priest's voice was full of eagerness, as if it couldn't last long, but when he thought about it, he understood that the powerful ghost who forced the three major sects to join forces to seal it more than sixty years ago could be easily suppressed by one person?!

"Dark Holy Cross, Dark Holy Light!"

With a roar, I threw the ink bell high, and suppressed the endless ghost qi around me with the ink bell as the center, and at the same time held the cross tightly with both hands, jumped high, and stabbed the top of the ghost's head fiercely.

"No!"

A roar came out, and the holy light above the ghost's head quietly disappeared, but it was useless, and at the moment when the holy light disappeared, I had already inserted the dark holy cross deep into the top of the ghost's head, and the ghost energy on his body was being purified by the dark holy cross little by little, and then it continued to pour into the depths of my soul.

"Uh, cool!"

I couldn't help but burst into a loud cry, but in the next second, I saw the holy light that had disappeared reappear, and once again enveloped the evil ghosts, and at the same time severed the connection between the Dark Holy Cross and me.

"What do you mean, old priest?"

I almost choked myself to death in one breath, the young master is so refreshed, you directly cut off the energy supply, if it weren't for the fact that this energy was directly absorbed by the soul, I'm afraid that just this time, I might be made to vomit blood by the discomfort of this sudden interruption of energy.

"Well, brother, I don't know what you did to the Dark Cross, but you can see it when you look at the cross."

This time the sound did not come from across the road, but from the opposite side of me, and then I realized that the light source that had been standing at the top of the church had appeared in front of me at some point, and the core of the light source was the old priest himself.

No, the old priest in the light source did not have the slightest breath of a living person, and the three yang flames on his body had been extinguished at some point, replaced by a faint white light above his head, and it was this white light that fixed the ghost just now.

Ignoring the old priest who pretended to be a ghost, I turned to look at the ghost, and I was shocked to find that the crack that originally occupied one-third of the cross had extended to nine-tenths of the way to nine tenths, and the cross would be completely cracked.

Moreover, the struggling ghost with a hideous face actually stood quietly in place at this time, looking at me with an evil smile, his eyes were full of mockery, yes, mockery.

"You? Bastard! ā€

I recalled the ink bell and tried to suppress the ghost, but when I raised my hand, I couldn't get it down, because I didn't know what would happen if I smashed the bell.

"Old pastor, you are a senior, you know more about this devil, I don't know what we should do next."

I turned to the old priest in the light source and bowed respectfully, then asked calmly.

The old pastor is dead, originally according to the death qi in his body, he should have lived for a few years, but I didn't expect tonight's incident to happen, so it seems that the old pastor's early death has nothing to do with me.

"The Dark Holy Cross, now you can only suppress him for 24 hours, these twenty-four hours, you can't move him, at the same time, this evil ghost is gathered by countless evil ghosts, if you run any of them, he can't die, so, if you want to completely destroy the evil ghost, you must find the root cause in the next time."

As he spoke, the white light on the old priest's body became more and more intense, and for a while it even covered up the afterglow of the setting sun in the west, of course, the ordinary people around him could not see all this, at most they only felt light, as if they had slept full.

When the white light reached its limit, the old priest smiled meaningfully at me, and then the whole spirit completely disappeared into midair, as if it had never appeared.

Before I could come to my senses, suddenly, there was another noise coming from the direction of the bathroom, and it was clearly coming towards where we were.