Two whirlwinds emerged from the soles of Ronan's feet, lifting his body up into the sky.
The dark golden energy balls attacked one after another, fiercely.
Just rubbing against the protective cover constructed by the power of faith caused violent vibrations.
What a powerful energy!
Before he could sigh, Ronan was sent into the air by the inexplicable force and flew directly out of the protective shield of the Imperial Palace.
A yellow figure appeared in sight.
When Ronan saw this, his eyelids jumped wildly and he felt uneasy.
Why is this this haunting guy!
Didn’t the mark completely decompose? Why is Hastur still hidden in the body
Ronan's control over his limbs gradually returned, and the yellow shadow got closer and closer, quite implying the intention of launching an attack:
"Tell me, why do you want to cut off contact with me!"
Ronan was sweating, glanced down, and swallowed.
Before the demon Buddha Bo Xun was solved, another lord in yellow appeared, which was really troublesome.
"I... I..." Ronan rolled his eyes and thought: "I'm doing this for your own good..."
Huang Ying was obviously stunned and said in a confused tone: "For my own good?"
"Uh... of course."
Ronan forced a smile and smiled shyly: "I can travel through time and space because of some mysterious power. You should have seen this before."
Huang Ying was stunned for three seconds and responded: "Yes, it is indeed a very powerful force."
"That... uh..." Ronan stuttered to delay time, his mind spinning rapidly: "The seal of yellow clothes you left for me before was discovered by that mysterious force. If I don't deal with the mark, it will be easily exposed. your position."
The yellow-robed shadow wore a mask, and no expression could be seen: "Stupid human beings, don't try to be clever in front of me."
"No..." Ronan had a strong desire to survive and threw the question back: "How can you say you are being clever?"
"Then let me ask you, why has there been no progress at all in promoting the believers that we promised before?"
At this moment, another dark golden energy ball shot from below.
Before Ronan could react, the yellow shadow manipulated the wind to change his position and avoid the attack.
"Uh... Lord Hastur, this... this... there is progress."
"Um?"
"You should know that I founded the Luo Jiao in this world."
"Yes, there are quite a few people." At this point, Hastur seemed to realize something: "You mean..."
"The followers of the Luo Sect all worship me. Then I am considered an elder of the Yellow Clothes Sect, right? I just need to change the religious emblem into a spiral shape that represents wind, and then add your existence to the teachings. Don’t these hundreds of millions of believers become your followers?”
Hasta was silent for a moment, feeling that this sentence was correct, and nodded:
"That makes sense, so why haven't you implemented it now?"
"Hey, Master Hastur. This...it's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't." Ronan used his acting skills to make a very aggrieved expression: "That mysterious force has been monitoring me most of the time. This kind of thing can only happen secretly. , there’s no rush.”
Huang Ying was silent for a moment and blurted out: "What you said makes sense. It seems that I wrongly blamed you."
Seeing that he had successfully persuaded you, Ronan breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't dare, long live your understanding, then this guy below..."
Huang Ying looked towards Bo Xun on the ground and said coldly:
"Fortunately, it's just a clone. If the main body fights, my winning rate may not exceed 40%."
Ronan followed the words and said: "Is he so powerful? What should I do? Sir, you have to help me."
The yellow-robed figure withdrew his gaze and did not respond to the question just now: "As a reward, I will give you the power of wind to surround you. You are right, under the surveillance of that mysterious power, it is right to be low-key and cautious. As for the matter of believers, there is no need to rush it for a while, just take your time."
When Ronan hugged his thigh, he immediately started to borrow the knife and reminded again: "Then... the guy below..."
"Relax and leave it to me."
Before Ronan could make any response, Hastur took control of his body and flew towards Bo Xun on the ground.
The yellow shadow in the field of vision dimmed in color.
After swooping down to the ground, Bo Xun still stood there, ready.
Ronan raised his hands, and two small tornadoes with a diameter of two meters suddenly appeared in mid-air.
The tornado gradually changed into a sharp shape and pierced towards Bo Xun's protective shield of Buddha's light.
The violent tornado was so violent that it was like a pile driver that kept poking and thrusting.
Not long after, the Buddha's Light protective shield showed signs of collapse.
"Pfft~"
Bo Xun recited Sanskrit and spat out a mouthful of black blood again, and the momentum around him surged.
Ronan turned his hands again, and twelve small tornadoes appeared in the sky.
Together with the first two, sixteen tornadoes surrounded Bo Xun from all directions, with no blind spots in all directions.
After a moment, dark golden energy balls sprayed out, but unexpectedly they were isolated by the wind.
Bo Xun tried to resist, but it didn't help.
With a cracking sound, the protective cover of the Buddha's light completely shattered.
A powerful tornado struck Bo Xun and tore him into pieces.
There is indeed an insurmountable gap in strength between Hastur's true body and Bo Xun's clone.
Ronan gradually regained control of his limbs, and the completion notification of the hidden mission God, Buddha, and Demon came in his mind.
"Collapsing time and space consumes too much energy. I have to sleep for a while."
The yellow shadow in his sight moved and said seriously: "I will trouble you if the believers here are established."
There is a saying that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away.
After Hastur showed up to help, he said he wanted to sleep, which was exactly what Ronan wanted.
"Ah... no problem, don't worry, sir."
As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow-robed figure in his field of vision gradually disappeared.
Ronan let out a long breath and raised his wrist to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
This time, I was lucky enough to get help from Hastur.
He thought he had completely cut off contact with this guy.
Anyway, Hastur is a double-edged sword.
How to use it, whether it hurts others or yourself, is all up to you.
A powerful ruler of the old days is much more powerful than the fussy Guojin Gods like these from the Neon Kingdom.
If this accident hadn't happened and he had fought Bo Xun directly, the outcome would have been unpredictable.
Looking around, the inner city of the Imperial Palace was in a mess.
The god of Kokujin fell to the ground and the palace was riddled with holes.
The bloody Asura leaned against a tree, reluctantly holding himself up, feeling breathless.
He looked at Ronan with admiration.
Even if he returns to his full strength, he won't be able to fight Bo Xun's clone so easily.
Asura respects the strong from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, the disgraced Tathagata Buddha came over.
He put his hands together and had a kind face, as if he was here to say thank you.
Ronan looked at the incarnation of the great Buddha, grinned at each other, and smiled.
Suddenly, his smile gradually stiffened.
The Zhuxian Pestle appeared out of thin air in his hand, and suddenly struck towards the Tathagata Buddha beside him!