Chapter 238: Purple Clothes! Purple! (2)

I saw the figures flickering, and the Desert Ghost King, the Void Belly Ghost King, and the Zhang Gong National Master were looking at us gloomily.

Zhang Gong said coldly: "No wonder you can't find it on the ground, you are really hiding here." ”

He looked around, his face suddenly gloomy, and said, "The dragon vein of Wu Xianguo was the first one I discovered!" How dare you sabotage? ”

Yu Daoran smiled: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" ”

"Lord of the City, my name is Yu Daoran, and I am a subordinate of Lord Sinking, a murderer who is wanted on the black list......"

Before he finished speaking, the Void Belly Ghost King had already turned into a violent wind, instantly surrounding Yu Daoran.

Yu Daoran scolded: "Damn! Do it if you don't agree with it? I'll fight! ”

I saw that the short sword in his hand was flying up and down, and the yin wind that the Void Belly Ghost King had turned into couldn't get close to him.

Then I heard the Void-Bellied Ghost King shouting, "You...... Are you the inheritance of the Great Priest? ”

The Desert Ghost King exclaimed, "Great Priest? Purple or red? ”

Without waiting for the Void Belly Ghost King to answer, Yu Daoran had already lifted the short sword upside down, as if he was writing, and wrote more than a dozen purple runes in the air in a row.

Those purple runes continued to change shape like flowing water, and then plunged headlong into the Yin Wind transformed by the Void Belly Ghost King.

In an instant, the Void Belly Ghost King staggered out of thin air, and on his body, runes flickered, constantly eroding his body.

Frightened, the Void-bellied Ghost King screamed: "Purple clothes! It's the inheritance of the purple-clothed great priest! ”

The five words of the purple-clothed great priest, even the national teacher of Zhang Gong and the desert ghost king were stunned.

The legend has long broken the inheritance of the purple-clothed great priest, and there are still heirs? The purple rune is by no means an ordinary evil talisman, let alone a witch script!

Taking advantage of this stall, Yu Daoran had already swept past me, and shouted: "Stupid or not!" Still waiting for such people to kill? Run! ”

I just woke up like a dream, spread my legs, and fled behind Yu Daoran's back.

Zhang Gong screamed, "Catch them!" Catch both! ”

One is a sinner who is a sinner who has a reward to be caught by the national teacher in troubled times, who is lucky and has repeatedly turned danger into a disaster.

One turned out to be the inheritance of the purple-clothed great priest, you know, the purple-clothed great priest is the earliest exorcist, and it is a link to inherit witches and runes.

The primeval script they used had some of the characteristics of the witch script and some of the distinctive characteristics of modern runes.

The purple primeval script is also the object that the research institutes of the Special Cases Division want to study the most.

Not only the research institute of the Special Case Division, but even the Xudu side will pay special attention to the inheritance of the Great Priest.

It doesn't matter if it's red or purple.

But it was said that we were running wildly all the way, Rao was familiar with the terrain and eccentric, but he could not get rid of the pursuers behind him.

Angry, Yu Daoran said angrily: "Is there a detonator yet!" Fuck it! ”

I yelled angrily, "Blow up the fart!" We're underground! ”

I have learned how powerful the detonator is, the underground space is narrow, if you can't vent the shock wave generated by the explosion, the three souls behind it will certainly be unlucky, but Yu Daoran and I are not much better.

Maybe it will blow up and bleed, and it will hang up on the spot.

Although I was scolding in my mouth, I still stretched out my hand a little, and the red lotus karmic fire instantly burned behind me, blocking the nearest desert ghost king who was chasing.

Then I turned around and shouted, "Yu Daoran! You can't make it! Write those purple words again! ”

Yu Daoran almost didn't vomit blood, and said angrily: "You know a fart!" You think it can be written casually? The runes that can trap the ghost king, and if you write too much, it will kill Lao Tzu! ”

I immediately despised it, the one who trained me before was like a grandson, and he was also two knives together.

But then again, ordinary primeval characters may be able to write a lot, and it is really not easy to trap the ghost king.

At least the Void Belly Ghost King suffered a little loss in Daoran's hands, you know, the black uncle of the sacrificial hall lost half of the tattoos on his body, and barely escaped from the hands of the oil pot prison master.

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