"When are we going to start?"

Mark asked, he was in a hurry, although Shen Ying's outburst had been suppressed for more than a year, it was also a symptom rather than a cure, no different from being in the Holy See.

Xuanfeng signaled Mark to calm down, and said: "Don't worry, I can't solve this matter alone, if you want to cure Shen Ying, you have to go back to Longhu Mountain, but you still need to wait for some time." ”

"How long do you have to wait?"

Mark asked, if Shen Ying, who had been waiting for a year and a half, would not be far from being completely cool.

"It won't take long, a month, a month later, I will take Yin Que back to Longhu Mountain to confer the urn, and then you can take Shen Ying and me back to Longhu Mountain together."

Xuanfeng has lived here for some time in Condensation Frost, and it is time to take Yin Que back to Longhu Mountain to officially apprentice.

The three of them discussed it for a while, and then went back separately, and when Xiao Yao and Yin Que went back, they also told Shen Ying that they would come to him tomorrow to play.

In the evening, the village returned to peace, and every family slept, even the two in the church.

Boom~!

With a crisp sound, the small holy pool in front of the church door suddenly cracked, and all the water in the basin-sized pool flowed clean.

Call~!

A sudden gust of wind blew in through the gate, made a strange turn in the small courtyard, and then moved slowly towards the door of the church.

The holy water was sprinkled on the ground, and it had lost its original effect, and the gust of wind easily crossed the holy water all over the ground and went directly into the church.

Bang!

The door was slammed open by the wind.

"Huh?"

Three pairs of eyes opened at the same time, and Mark immediately got up and went out in his pajamas and went directly to the church prayer hall.

At the same time, Xuanfeng and Condensation Frost also got up and came to the courtyard at the same time.

"Do you feel it? Something seems to be coming. ”

Xuanfeng looked at the chapel not far away, and a gust of wind was swirling around.

"Well, it should be the demon that Mark said, let's go check it out."

Saying that, Condensation Frost left the small courtyard directly, Xuanfeng also followed behind her, and the two went straight to the church one after the other.

In the church, Mark stood in front of the door leading to the back hall, when the prayer hall was damp, with water droplets on the floor and surrounding walls, and gusts of wind raging through the prayer hall.

"You're really naughty, Shaxx, I haven't gone to settle accounts with you, you still have the face to come to me!"

Mark rushed in front of the phoenix with an arrow step, and directly punched the whirlwind.

The wind would have been untouchable, but Mark's punch hit the whirlwind solidly.

A faint howl came, and the whirlwind was immediately dispersed by a punch, and a pitch-black figure was revealed.

It was a girl, and it could only be seen that it was a girl, because her whole body had grown scales like fish, her tattered white dress had long been dirty, and there were sharp fins like knives on the outside of her forearms and calves, and her face was covered with scales, and her yellow eyes were cloudy.

"Sure enough, it's you, it's a pity for this kid, you're really damn Shaxx!"

Mark threw another punch at Shaxx, and it was merciless, and the punch was covered with a layer of light.

He knew that the little girl possessed by Shaxx was no longer saved, her soul had been devoured by Shaxx, and now it was just a shell occupied by a demon.

Shaxx didn't retreat, but advanced, and the sharp fins of his forearms met Mark's fist directly.

Bang!

The two parted, Mark took three steps back, and Shaxx stayed still.

Tick ~ tick!

Blood dripped from Mark's hands, and Shaxx's fins were bright red.

"Ho ho~"

Shaxx stretched out his long, barbed tongue and added blood to his arm.

"The blood of the clergy is really superb, it is really sweet and delicious."

Shaxx's voice was shrill and hoarse, and it was uncomfortable.

"Hah! It's not just your dad and my blood that's sweet and delicious, but also the punching bag-sized fist! ”

Sou~!

Mark's figure suddenly flashed behind Shaxx, and then punched Shaxx.

The punch was sassy, stimulating Shaxx's nerves, but Shaxx didn't even dodge, as if he was waiting for Mark's punch.

Suddenly, the wind blows, but the fist pauses abruptly.

Shaxx grabbed this, only to see her body suddenly turn, her arm around Mark's chest, and then a line of blood rose into the air.

Shaxx flew up and kicked Mark against the wall, and the soles of his feet, covered in scales and sharp nails, stomped directly on his neck.

"Weak human, your soul and flesh will be my delicacy!"

"Ahem~ You're so ugly, and your feet are too smelly, don't get so close to me!"

Rumble~!

A white light burst from Mark's body, and Shaxx seemed to retreat as if he had encountered a predator.

"Advent! Divine punishment! ”

A cross was drawn in front of him, and then Mark pointed to the sky, and a white cross formed in midair, the end of the cross became sharp as a knife, and with Mark's guidance, it directly pierced the chest of Shaxx, who was still retreating, and pinned her to the ground.

"Aren't you arrogant? Come on, step on me! ”

Mark came up to Shaxx and stomped on her head without mercy, and stomped hard a few times in dismay.

Shaxx was crucified to the ground and did not move, allowing Mark to stomp on his face.

Mark didn't notice that the cross that had pierced Shaxx's chest had begun to slowly corrode, starting from Shaxx's wound.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Mark felt like his eyes went dark, and then he couldn't see anything.

"Ho-ho! Here we go. ”

Shaxx's obnoxious voice rang out, and then she pressed her hands directly to the cross on her chest, and she remembered a burst of sneering burning sounds, but she still ignored the fact that she began to slowly pull out the cross on her chest.

Mark was a little flustered in the face of the sudden darkness, and stumbled and fell to the ground under the unstable center of gravity.

Click~Click!

Crash!

The cross shattered like glass, and Shaxx slowly rose from the ground, the wound on his chest healing rapidly.

"You know that I am Shaxx, you should know my power as one of the seventy-two pillars of King Solomon, and your seven senses are being deprived by me little by little, first vision, and then what? Guess what? Hahaha~"

Shaxx laughed, his voice as shrill as a rooster choked by the neck.

"Hah! I didn't expect you to have such ability, I admit your way, but what are you laughing at, clown? ”

Mark stood up, and there was a pitch-black scythe in his hand, and the blade of the knife was bubbling with thick black gas.

"The Scythe of Urban?!"

Shaxx's face was gloomy, feeling the breath released by the scythe as tall as Mark, and Shaxx had to get serious.

"I didn't expect you to recognize him, since you know him, you should understand his power!"

Mark gave him back what Shaxx had just said.

The black air of the scythe of Urban rolled, as if in response to Mark's words, and Mark was not polite, although he lost his sight, but his hearing was more sensitive.

As soon as his ears moved, Mark immediately disappeared in front of Shaxx, and then Shaxx's eyes flashed with black light, and the scythe flashed in front of him.

Suddenly, Mark's figure appeared behind Shaxx, holding the scythe of Urban in his hand.

"Look, this sharp scythe and curved arc don't look like a sharp weapon for decapitation!"

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