Chapter 1005

Outside the house of the Lord.

Three figures appeared out of thin air.

"How did you do it?"

Lyon looked at Su Xun with surprise.

This is not scientific at all!

"I'm old and clumsy. I didn't see that you are an expert before." The residents in the thatched cottage have a dignified face.

As a monk, he can't do this, but his cultivation is first-class in Daming.

I didn't expect that in a few hundred years' time, there would be such an expert in the world with such spiritual exhaustion.

It's a generation of talented people.

Su Xun said with a cool smile: "it's just a little trick. It can't be on the stage."

"This force It's mellow. " Lyon gave a thumbs up to show that he still wanted to learn from Su Xun.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "you are too modest."

This is a little trick. What is his accomplishments?

"Let's go."

Su Xun took them into the church.

"What can I do for you

The priest saw three people come in and asked.

"Hello, father. You are two strange people here, aren't you?"

While Su Xun was talking, his eyes fell on a small door beside him, and the two were inside.

The priest was stunned: "are you their families? They keep themselves in the house all the time. "

Voice down, pointing to the side of the small door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

"Little Turtle! Little turtle

The cottage dweller rushed inside and knocked on the door.

In the room, Ma Shangfeng, who was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and the thin turtle brush got up.

"Master! It's the master

They were overjoyed and then opened the door.

"Master! You finally come, Wuwu... "

As soon as the door opened, the turtle rushed over and hugged the old man.

"Disgrace."

The cottage resident kicked him away and confirmed their safety, so he was relieved.

"Young master, where is the ghost king of Fusang?" The cottage resident turned to look at Su Xun and asked.

Su Xun pointed to the cross: "over there."

"Sir, the Lord is omnipotent. How can you say that the Lord is a ghost king?" The priest was angry.

To him, the defilement of faith is more unbearable than the defilement of himself.

Su Xun didn't answer the priest, but looked at Lyon: "do you see it?"

"I'd like to say I saw it, but I didn't see a hair at all." Lyon shrugged.

It seems that only when he sincerely and firmly believes that a thing should be like that, can it happen.

For example, he thinks that bamboo dragonflies can make people fly, and then he really flies with bamboo dragonflies.

Su Xun held out his hand to the cross.

"Ah

With the scream, the soul of a red hair ghost king was pulled out by Su Xun.

"Ah! It's the devil! Thank you, merciful... " The priest turned pale and prayed.

Su Xun glared at him: "compared with the Lord, don't you think you should thank me first?"

"Oh, merciful Lord, thank you for sending such heroes to save your believers, Amen."

Su Xun

"Fusang ghost king!"

The three masters and apprentices in the thatched cottage are facing great enemies.

"There's no need to worry about the hermit. The king of ghosts is very lovely. The stronger you are, the more lovely he will be."

Su Xun pinched Fusang ghost King's neck and said solemnly.

"Baga road!" The ghost king of Fusang was furious.

The next second, a fire ignited his cold heart and his body.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The ghost king of Fusang sent out a shrill scream, swinging around in the fire.

"See, he can dance folk dance."

Su Xun gave a smile.

All of you

The priest looked at the cross. Lord, why didn't you respond to the real devil?

Fusang ghost king was burned to death.

There's a kind of dance. It's called dancing, but it's gone.

"It's really..."

The cottage resident was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the ghost king of Fusang, who was hard to fight, was so vulnerable in the other party's hands.

Xi GUI and Ma Shangfeng are also wide eyed, this person, good hanging ah!

"You make me feel the pressure, but fortunately we are better than catching ghosts, not fighting." Lyon looked at Su Xun seriously, chewing chocolate beans.

"This gentleman, the devil is also a life. You shouldn't just kill him. The merciful Lord can purify him."

The priest looked at Su Xun with a sad face and was sad for the ghost king Fusang who died in pain.Su Xun looked at him as if he was looking at a silly beep: "if I'm guilty, Da Dao will punish me instead of sending you to disgust me. If you dare to say one more word, I'll send you to accompany him."

"Devil, you are the real devil." The priest retreated in fright and turned to look at the big cross street above: "merciful and Almighty Lord, please accept this cruel devil in human skin."

"Your Lord, it seems that he dare not come out."

Su Xun also looked at the cross, with a touch of fun in the corner of his mouth. He felt a divine power.

The cross itself was psychic, otherwise it could not have sealed the ghost king of Fusang.

"Nonsense, the Lord is omnipotent and invincible."

The priest looked at Su Xun stubbornly and fanatically.

"Is it?"

Su Xun sneered. He saw the God in the Western kingdom through the cross.

Then, he reached out and grabbed it so gently, penetrating time and space

In the Western kingdom of God, the God on the throne disappears directly, and a group of ministers in the same place are dumbfounded.

"Your Lord, you are vulnerable."

Su Xun threw the God who was confused and full of holy light in front of the priest.

"This What is this place? "

God is very confused, he is eating fruit and drinking wine, and then suddenly caught here.

"Poop

The priest sat down on the ground and kept shaking his head: "no No, he's not the Lord, he's not God, he's not... "

My God can't be that weak!

He felt his faith crumble.

In his belief, the omnipotent God was caught so lightly!

"Presumptuous, are you questioning me?"

God scolded, flew up from the ground, floating in the air, really a bit like that.

"Pa!"

Su Xun slapped him down from the air: "can't tell the primary from the secondary?"

"It's you! It's you! You caught me

God got up from the ground and looked at Su Xun in horror.

The cottage dwellers and others have been staying. There were western missionaries in the Ming Dynasty. They knew God.

That was the Jade Emperor of the west, but now he was caught by Su Xun.

How strong is Su Xun?

"Is this God? Then we don't have to compare. You're a little better than me. " Lyon said shamelessly.

He can only use plastic wrap to catch ghosts.

The other side can catch the wild God with their bare hands.

Is that better than a chicken?

"Your God of the east? Do you want to go to war with us in the west? " God's hysterical roar.

Su Xun looked at him with a smile: "I can press your kingdom with one finger. Do you believe it?"

"You You... " God doesn't push.

"Come on, get out of here."

With a wave of his hand, Su Xun threw God back to the Western Kingdom, just like walking a dog.

Then he looked at the priest: "see, you worship him. You might as well take a picture for me. If you don't have anything to do, just say goodbye to the picture."

The priest's eyes were empty and he didn't say a word. He felt that life had lost its meaning.