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Chapter 2429 True Immortal Comes to the World

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    "The younger generation is able to stand here, naturally he is also a member of the business alliance, and he was ordered by Xuetian Chief Deacon Master Bi Ying to come and invite Senior Han to come and talk about it." The cold and beautiful woman replied respectfully.

    "Bi Ying? Although it's the first time I've heard of this name, since he is the general manager of Guimeng on this continent, he should be well-known in Xuetian. Is there anything important that Fellow Daoist Bi wants me to do?" Han  After a slight flash of his eyes, he asked back.

    At this moment, why didn't he know that the news of his arrival here must have been leaked to this side by Ming Zun, otherwise how could the other party "block" him so precisely.

    "I don't know about this junior. The junior was just ordered to invite the senior to go there. If Senior Han has any questions, he can personally look for Master Biying." The cold and beautiful woman replied without thinking.

    "Hey, Fellow Daoist Bi asked you to invite me. Didn't you tell me anything else? I'm sure Han will agree to meet you." Han Li sneered when he heard this.

    "Master Bi gave something to this junior before this junior came over, and let me hand it over to the senior." After a strange look flashed across the cold and beautiful woman's face, she said so.

    "A thing? Take it out, let me take a look." Han Li narrowed his eyes.

    "Yes, senior, please take a look." The cold and beautiful woman flicked her sleeves without hesitation, and immediately took out a pair of blood-red scrolls, and handed them over with both hands.

    Han Li made a move with one hand, and the blood-red scroll fell into his hand in a flash. After sweeping up with his divine sense, he frowned slightly, but he opened it without hesitation.

    A picture of eight ghosts devouring Buddha was impressively imprinted on the opened scroll.

    Eight ferocious ghosts with blue faces and long fangs, either baring their teeth and claws, or holding a wishbone stick, surrounded a monk with a blurred face, as if they would devour the monk's corpse in the next moment, which was extremely lifelike.

    Han Li grabbed both ends of the scroll and looked at the evil ghost picture, his expression unchanged, but he felt a little strange in his heart, wondering what that Bi Ying meant by letting him see such a picture.

    At this moment, with a "poof", a smear of blood suddenly flew out from the surface of the scroll, heading straight for Han Li to roll it.

    Han Li was slightly taken aback, his divine sense swept away the blood in an instant, and after a moment of contemplation, he didn't hide or dodge, allowing him to sweep his figure inside, and was pulled into the picture in a flash.

    Seeing this situation, Xue Po, Zhu Guo'er and others standing next to him were all shocked.

    After Huashi Patriarch's complexion changed, his shoulders shook, and several black air spewed out from behind, directly transforming into a pitch-black python more than ten feet long, and stared viciously at the glamorous woman.

    It looks like the opponent will immediately drive the giant python to attack if there is any other movement.

    "Fellow daoists, don't panic. Senior Han is fine. For the sake of secrecy, Lord Bi Ying used a ray of distraction to call him into the picture, and it will come out in a short while."  Patriarch Chonghuashi waved his hand and said calmly.

    "Is that true? If Master Han makes any mistakes in it, don't blame me for being ruthless." Ancestor Huashi was a little suspicious, and said sharply.

    "If after a while, Senior Han doesn't come out, the fellow Taoists just look for concubines." The glamorous woman said with a smile

    "Brother Hua, the other party doesn't seem to be lying. Let's wait for the first class. With Senior Han's supernatural powers, even if something happens, there will never be any danger." Xue Po's eyes flickered a few times,  Also said slowly.

    Patriarch Huashi felt that this was reasonable, so he put away the giant python that had transformed on his head, and stood aside with a gloomy expression, silent.

    Zhu Guoer, who was on the side, looked worriedly at the picture of the evil ghost floating in the air.

    At this moment, this weird picture has long been shrouded in blood-colored red light, and the spiritual thoughts of a group of people will be bounced away as soon as they touch it, and it is impossible to penetrate into it at all.

    Even from this weird picture, there are bursts of bloody air wafting out of it.

    Seeing this situation, the remaining aliens not far away all trembled in their hearts, and after a few hasty conversations, they flew away one after another, as if they were afraid of being involved.

    On the contrary, the round-faced man who called himself Fang Jin was looking at this side with a smile all the time.

    At the same time, in a mysterious space in the evil ghost picture, Han Li frowned slightly and looked at an old gray-robed monk with his eyes closed and meditating in front of him.

    Judging from his attire, this monk is exactly the person in the painting who was surrounded by eight ghosts in the painting of evil ghosts.

    It's just that the monk is motionless at the moment, like a wood carving.

    The monk is here, but where is the evil spirit?sp; Han Li slammed a finger into the vortex and yelled solemnly.

    There was a sudden roar in the vortex, and countless golden runes floated out of it, and at the same time, several huge suction forces rolled out.

    An astonishing scene appeared.

    Those seemingly incomparably fierce yin winds, after touching the suction in the vortex, turned into wind pillars and sucked in as if encountering a nemesis.

    Several black pillars of wind billowed into the golden vortex, as if thousands of rivers were flowing back and forth, never to return.

    The huge black wind wall was sucked up in a blink of an eye, and there was not much left.

    Even the eight evil spirits, who were desperately spitting out the black wind, were pulled by this suction, and couldn't stand firm and approached the golden vortex, as if they couldn't break free at all.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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