"Amitabha Buddha, Little Monk Baigu Temple, Enlightenment."

The monk from the Corpse Demon Sect hugged his shoulders and said, "Zheng Yuguang, Corpse Demon Sect."

He glanced at Tushanjun and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

Juefa looked directly at the monks of the Corpse Demon Sect and said in a flat voice: "I wonder what you can teach me if you come here late at night?"

Zheng Yuguang said with a smile: "Did you tell me, some people working in Huaifeng City died, I should have to ask about it."

"So, you are looking for me."

The red-haired Taoist stood up and stared at Zheng Yuguang with sharp eyes: "I didn't expect that the Corpse Demon Sect would also arrange monks to work in the secular world."

"But I heard that Wanfa Sect hates monks interfering in the mortal world the most."

Only then did Zheng Yuguang look past Juefa, move over, and chuckle: "Who said we interfered with the common world? Not only did we not interfere, but we also collected the evil spirits to prevent the evil spirits from breeding and invading the mortals. This is a great merit and a good thing.

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"What do you know about an evil ghost?"

Tushanjun couldn't help but want to applaud this man.

Look at his level, I don’t know how many streets he has left behind the Yuanling Sect. No wonder he is a major demon sect but has not been attacked by the Wanfa Sect.

Zheng Yuguang sneered, and his face immediately darkened.

It doesn't matter if a few qi-training monks die, there will be a large group of low-level monks who can be cultivated casually.

But those people lost a ghost army led by a foundation-building ghost in Huaifeng, so his idea of ​​creating soldiers and horses to protect the road was stillborn.

Because of this, Zheng Yuguang rushed over after learning the news again, and followed the traces along the way to find Juefa.

Moreover, there was no shortage of people in Huaifeng to witness the power of the Soul Reverend Banner, which meant that it was a valuable treasure, or at least a top-quality magic weapon. Of course, he wanted to catch up and take a look.

It's just that the combination we see now is a bit strange.

The monks in the White Bone Temple and the ghost cultivators in red-haired robes are all weird no matter how you look at them.

Zheng Yuguang pointed at the red-haired Taoist and said: "Monk, give me this evil ghost as compensation, and I won't cause any trouble to you."

From the test just now, he could tell that the monks at the White Bone Temple were not good people, and the treasure that appeared in Huaifeng would probably not go away.

But he felt very sorry for the lost army.

It just so happened that there was a ghost cultivator here. His cultivation level was not high, but he also built a foundation to make up for his losses.

Tu Shanjun's eyes were awe-inspiring, slightly surprised, and then he laughed loudly.

Juefa was stunned for a long time and said quickly: "Friend Zheng, please come back, otherwise I will not be polite."

The monks of the Corpse Demon Sect did not realize the seriousness of the matter. The red-haired Taoist in front of them seemed to be in the early stages of foundation building, but in fact he was just an incarnation.

If a fight really breaks out, and his magic power is drawn away, it will be enough to make the golden elixir master in the soul banner take action.

"The monk wants to save the ghost?"

Zheng Yuguang looked serious, he always wanted to recover some losses.

Moreover, he left in a state of disgrace after being yelled at twice, which also ruined the reputation of the Corpse Demon Sect and caused him to lose face.

In a real fight, Zheng Yuguang is not afraid of monks or evil spirits.

As he spoke, the coffin fell from his back.

Boom!

The three-foot coffin instantly expanded to reach a height of ten feet.

Standing beside Zheng Yuguang.

He said sternly: "Monk, don't be ignorant, I am giving face to the White Bone Temple."

"I just want to take it away today, so what can you do to me?"
Chapter completed!