The sword star king is not weak either. After these years, because of the power of absorbing the power of worship, his strength has improved rapidly and has reached the monarch level.

Chu Hao pulled out the ghost-killing whip and said, "You are so comfortable. How many people have helped fulfill their wishes over the years."

Jianxingjun enjoys the position of incense worship, and there is a constant stream of faith absorption every day, but how many people have he helped?

Jianxingjun was very upset and said, "Whatever you do, who are you? Today, Japanese Jun is in a good mood. Get out quickly."

In fact, Jian Xingjun was a little weak when facing the young man in front of him, and he always felt something was wrong.

Chu Hao whipped the ghost whip.

Jian Xingjun sneered. He could dodge this weak whip at will.

As a result, Jian Xingjun was stunned. He tried hard to avoid the whip, but he still couldn't avoid it.

This whip whipped in his face.

"ah!!"

An extremely shrill scream rang out.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much."

Jian Xingjun covered his face and screamed in pain, and everyone around him was shocked.

"Why is this so familiar?" Jian Xingjun exclaimed in pain.

Chu Hao's expression was cold, and he whipped another whip, and Jian Xingjun screamed in pain.

After whipping four or five consecutive times, Jianxingjun was almost beaten to death. Chu Hao wanted to continue whipping, but suddenly came to his senses and looked shocked.

Just now, I was so crazy that I wanted to kill Jianxingjun.

Could it be that the demonic nature of the Demon Knocking Sword has been integrated into his consciousness?

Chu Hao cursed secretly.

"Saint Master, stop hitting." Jian Xingjun screamed.

When it comes to Jianxingjun, he remembers the most in his life what he has, must have been a ghost whip. He was beaten continuously, and suddenly subconsciously called out the Holy Master.

Jianxingjun came back to his senses, trembling all over his body in pain, and said, "Why do I say the word "saint master"? Are you a holy master?"

The Sword Star Lord seemed to have forgotten the pain and exclaimed: "How could you be the Holy Heavenly Master? The Holy Heavenly Master has never shown his face. The stone statue in the Holy Master's Hall was also imagined."

Chu Hao put away the ghost-killing whip and said, "I am the Holy Heavenly Master."

Jian Xingjun looked confused.

All the people in the palace fled, leaving only Chu Hao and Jian Xingjun.

Chu Hao explained the reason.

Jianxingjun exclaimed: "The Secret Shadow Ghost Curse, there is such a terrifying curse, to clear away all the memories of that person?"

Chu Hao said strangely: "Then do you think, how did you leave the underworld?"

Jian Xingjun was full of horror and said, "In my memory, there was a very powerful mysterious man who made a big fuss in the underworld and brought me out."

This is the power of the Secret Shadow Ghost Curse.

No one can remember what he has experienced, or even what he is called.

Chu Hao said: "Did the Ghost Ancestor appear in the past seven years?"

Jian Xingjun shook his head quickly and said, "No."

Chu Hao frowned, Jianxingjun didn't seem to be telling lies anymore.

Jianxingjun still didn't believe it and said, "How do you prove that you are a saint?"

Chu Hao showed his ghostly heart.

Jianxingjun immediately believed it because it was his ghost heart.

Jian Xingjun was startled and soon cried and said, "Saint Master, you are finally back, wuwu... I miss me so much."

Chu Hao squinted his eyes: "You want me to die."

Jianxingjun hurriedly said, "How is that possible? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have accepted incense here and received worship from people. I am your most loyal little brother, the Holy Master."

Chu Haodao corrected: "It's a pet."

"Ding... The host successfully pretended to be sarcastic and obtained 40,000 points of pretend value."

Jian Xingjun almost vomited blood.

He forgot who Chu Hao was, but now he must not mess with this young man, his ghost heart is in his hands.

Chu Hao asked, "How have you been calm all the time in the past seven years?"

Jianxingjun said: "No, there are some ghosts, monsters, and ghosts who want to offend the Holy Master's Hall, but every time they approach the Holy Master's Hall, those things with evil thoughts will be killed by the Holy Master's stone statue."

The Eight Desolations Nine Dragons Curse Seals, the little ghosts naturally cannot stop them.

Chu Hao asked, "Where are the evil spirits of the ancient Taoist civilization?"

Jian Xingjun hurriedly said, "Of course I dare not offend you. They dare not even connect to the Hall of Saint Masters."

It seems that the power of the Eight Desolations Nine Dragons Curse Seal is quite powerful.

Jianxingjun suddenly said: "However, recently there are many outsiders and ghosts, said to be from outside, specializing in hunting some Yin-Yang Warlocks."

Outsider ghost?

"What's going on? Explain it clearly." Chu Hao said.

Jian Xingjun felt a little embarrassed and said, "I have been in the Holy Master's Hall over the years and have never left."

Chu Hao snorted coldly, and Jianxingjun shivered and did not dare to speak.

Chu Hao left the Holy Master's Hall. Jian Xingjun didn't want to leave. Cherish life and stay away from Chu Hao.

However, Chu Hao's words made him tremble.

"I'll go find the news about the Ghost Ancestor. If you can't find your ghost heart, you will just burst. I'll give you three days."

Jian Xingjun was stunned and left the Holy Master's Hall without saying a word to find the whereabouts of the Ghost Ancestor.

After leaving the Holy Master Hall, Chu Hao came to the villa deep in Hongyun.

The door of the villa was closed, and he entered the villa. The coffee table in the house was very clean and it seemed that someone was living here.

"Who are you?"

An extremely cold voice appeared behind Chu Hao.

Chu Hao turned around and saw a man with a cold look and ordinary appearance. His eyes were like two bonfires, bright and energetic.

"Ah Hui." Chu Hao sighed.

It has been seven years since the former young man Ah Hui has matured.

Ah Hui's expression was still cold and he said, "Do you know my name, who are you?"

A dagger appeared in Ah Hui's hand, emitting a scent of coldness and a slight scent. There were curse patterns on the dagger, and the details were a curse weapon.

Chu Hao smiled faintly and said, "Catch me and see how much your strength has grown."

Ah Hui snorted coldly and rushed forward in an instant. His speed was extremely fast, like a man-eating cheetah, slashing the dagger.

Chu Hao avoided it easily.

But then, a cold current broke out from the dagger, and Chu Hao instantly felt that the air around him was extremely cold.

A layer of ice appeared on his body, which was so cold that it was so cold that it was. If it were an ordinary person or a ghost, it would have turned into frost long ago.

Chu Hao avoided the dagger's range and Ah Hui attacked again.

Chu Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist.

But Ah Hui reacted very quickly. He kicked his right foot upwards, screaming and appeared to attack Chu Hao and kill him.

Chu Hao grabbed it and cursed: "You kid are too much, want to lose your son and grandson?"

Chu Hao raised his leg and kicked Ah Hui out, hitting him hard on the wall mountain, and said with a smile: "Are you just that capable?"

Ah Hui wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the spell on the dagger flickered slightly, and a tall ghost appeared. The ghost said coldly: "Be careful, Ah Hui, I can't feel the yang force on his body."

Ah Hui was surprised that his ghost general was at the monarch level and could not feel the yang force on Chu Hao.

Chu Hao smiled and said, "Son-level ghost general! Seven years have passed, and you have made progress. Fang Hanbaibai teaches you."
Chapter completed!