Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

"My lord, I'm afraid it's not easy to do this!" Gu Heng crawled to his side, and said in a trembling voice: "I can't hear the sound of any beast, but this strength... I'm afraid it's no trivial matter!"

Lord Wang also nodded solemnly.

It's really no small matter.

But he is not afraid, this time he has brought a more powerful magic weapon.

Unless the other party is a Master of Free and Easy Realm, otherwise...

"It's okay, Pindao will go in first, you wait outside..." When Lord Wang thought of the magic weapon on his body, he suddenly regained his confidence and spoke a lot of stubbornness.

"Okay!" Gu Heng nodded and crawled back slowly.

Everyone slowly came to the door of Fazong Temple, and at this moment the front door was torn apart.

"Just stay here, it seems that the demon clan has already attacked. This operation is very dangerous. You wait outside the door now, and the Taoist priest will go to explore the truth first."

After all, he jumped 30 centimeters, grabbed the wall next to him with both hands, and turned over.

Chapter 36 The Sad Wang Dao Chang (4 more)

Chapter [-] Shoot me again?

Hong Yi took Han Xiaomei and the others into the only remaining house and settled down.

He didn't expect it either.

The roar made all three of them faint.

It's really self-inflicted.

The poor monk will carry you in with his own hands!

Just stepped out of the house.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the front wall.

"Amitabha, there is a fish that slips through the net, how unreasonable it is!" Hong Yi said nothing, and shot a few yang fingers in an instant.

"Pfft..."

The sound of a few obvious hits came.

But the other party did not make a sound.

"It's quite sturdy!"

A few more times.

Still no sound.

"Ah……"

Hong Yi took out his revolver and touched it quietly.

I saw a stupid thief in a big red robe trying to jump up, trying to escape over the wall.

Lord Wang only felt that he had suffered from blood mold for eight lifetimes.

As soon as they jumped in, these goblins were so insidious that they set up the organ.

Fortunately, the old man was patient enough to swallow the blood he was about to spit.

However, the injury is not minor, it is better to go out first.

Turned and was about to flip out again.

Suddenly, I felt a cold metal pipe touch the back of my forehead behind me.

Followed by.

The words made him sweat.

"Don't move or shoot!"

Then, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Hey... Wang Daochang? Are you out of the hospital?" Hong Yi said in a cold tone as he glanced at him strangely.

In the middle of the night, come in over the wall, what does this chief want to do?

"Uh... little master, put down the gun first..." Master Wang said embarrassedly.

After some explanation.

It was only then that Hong Yi understood that the Emotional Spirituality Bureau got the news and rushed to destroy the demon, but this was a bit slow.

"Then the white snake didn't come tonight?" Lord Wang asked in confusion.

It doesn't make sense!

Nei Ying made it very clear that the report was already on the way.

"Amitabha, here he is, over there." Hong Yi led him to the backyard of the temple.

Standing at the door of the backyard, looking at the situation inside, Lord Wang rubbed his eyes hard, looked at Hong Yi in disbelief, and pinched himself again.