Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 262 The dead village chief, the true king catches the evil dragon

Wu Ming shook his hand and said, "It's not impossible, it's just some side-by-side method of body-substitution."

If he didn't want to, the old monk wouldn't even be able to pull a single hair out of him.

"I don't believe you're all right."

The old monk took out another doll and twisted off the head directly.

But Wu Ming didn't care about anything, and motioned him to continue.

Seeing this, he didn't know that he had met an expert. He saw a puff of black smoke rising, and there was only a puppet left in place, but the old monk disappeared.

Wu Ming didn't care, since he couldn't escape, he casually put the ghost general beside him into his sleeve, and took the golem away.

Walking out of the hall, all the monks were trapped by the Four Elephant Demon Demon Formation and couldn't get out. The old monk's face was as gloomy as rain.

"The benefactor wants to kill them all?"

Wu Ming usually wouldn't reason with this kind of guy, because they would never repent, they were just a waste of time.

Casually attracting billowing thunder, let these monks know what it means to be manifested in the sky.

None of the monks in Qinglian Temple was spared, and they were exterminated together with the wolf demon, and some women were rescued and temporarily placed in Zhuangzi.

As for Qinglian Temple, it was burned down.

ghost country
The peach-faced witch's complexion changed, and she said coldly: "My authority has also been taken away."

The spirits of the handsome ghosts suddenly sank to the bottom. If the gray face and long ears were just an accident, then it was absolutely impossible for the peach-faced witch's authority to be taken away again by accident.

"Wait, wait, wait..."

At the foot of Phoenix Mountain, when the villagers saw that the little monk hadn't returned all night, they immediately thought that he had been murdered.

"Village chief, village chief, let's buy scented flower candles and pay homage to them."

According to the usual practice, several villagers brought their sacrifices to the village chief's house to discuss the sacrifice. In the past, when the boys and girls were sent, everyone would go to the back mountain to pay homage on the second day in order to calm down the evil spirits.

It's just that everyone yelled at the door of the village chief's house for a long time today, but no one answered.

"It's strange, the village head gets up so early on weekdays, why is there no movement at this time?"

A daring hooligan climbed up the fence and laughed, "Maybe that old guy is having a good time with his daughter-in-law..."

"what!"

Everyone outside the door only heard the poppy scream, not knowing what happened.

Immediately the courtyard door was opened, and the Pompey staggered out of the door, pointed at the room and said hesitatingly: "Dead...dead..."

Everyone rushed into the house and saw three bones scattered in the house, two big and one small, they should be the village chief, his daughter-in-law and grandson.

"Yesterday, the village chief was fine, why is there only one bone left today? Could it be the demon's revenge?"

"Impossible, this bone seems to have been dead for at least several years, and it is absolutely impossible to die last night."

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, and they all knew that his ancestor was Colonel Mojin, who was very familiar with dead bodies, and what he said was definitely right.

All the villagers were so frightened that their souls froze, and they fled here one by one, fearing that they would cause trouble.

After waiting for two or three days, everyone saw that nothing happened, so they dared to bury the bones of the village chief's family.

-

Zhao's Manor
Wu Ming put the altar and the golem together, and there seemed to be faint signs of fusion.

He still doesn't know what the use of these two things is, but he can definitely be useful to the eight ghost generals, otherwise he would not send those ghost generals to hold sacrifices.

There are two here, so there should be eight of the Eight Great Ghost Commanders, and the remaining six should be noticed by the disciples.

If he could use this to weaken the Eight Great Ghost Commanders, it would be easier for him to deal with them then.

Sure enough, in less than two days, a disciple found the ghost general offering sacrifices to a copper coffin in a barren mountain.

Fa Hai and Xiao Xiong rushed to burn the ghost general to death with a purple golden bell, and brought back the copper coffin.

"My lord, is there any monster locked in here?"

Xiao Xiong asked defensively towards the coffin with a purple gold collar.

Wu Ming smiled and shook his head: "I hope it does."

When the copper coffin was received, there was nothing in it, only half of the coffin's blood.

Wu Ming still used the human scriptures to dissolve the many grievances, and then put away the coffin. This is the third one.

Collect all eight sets to summon the dragon?
It's a joke, but Wu Ming can feel that these three artifacts are very special, not ordinary magic weapons.

Immediately, he released the two ghosts again, took out Fang Tian's painting halberd and shook it, turned it into a whip, and lashed at the two ghosts.

"Answer my question honestly, or I'll smoke you out of your wits right now!"

Wu Ming asked viciously.

The two ghost generals had no power to resist and said everything.

It is similar to what the ghost general caught in this Zhuangzi when he first came here.

But then Wu Ming thought of a question, is there also a artifact left by Guishuai hidden in this Zhuangzi?

It's just that I searched the manor and found nothing, and there was no response to the three things. Maybe I just dropped by. If I knew it, I wouldn't be in a hurry to send that guy into the furnace.

This ghost general can be regarded as the backbone of that ghost country, this time Wu Ming didn't rashly raise two of them, he just put them in custody for the time being, maybe someday there will be new value that can be squeezed out.

In recent days, due to the entry of many Taoist disciples, the troubled times of monsters have been effectively curbed. Zhang Bin in Chang'an City secretly praised the master's magic power, and his waist straightened a lot.

Wu Ming didn't care about Chang'an's affairs for the time being, because he was in trouble again.

It is said that there are many dragons in Shu, but this is not a lie.

It's just that there are usually dragon kings and water gods restraining them, and those dragons and pythons can't make any waves.

But a few days ago, a black dragon sprang out from nowhere, its behavior was terrifying and extremely vicious, many masters of the Taoist sect were defeated by it, and it suppressed the limelight of many evil spirits for a while.

That fellow was naturally followed by Wu Ming.

Riding a black tiger, taking Xiaoxiong and Fa Hai, the group immediately went to capture the black dragon.

"Master, we can let dragons into our well again."

Little Bear said happily.

The well water nourished by the dragon is good for making tea and watering the trees. As the manager of Taoyuan, Xiaoxiong is very concerned about the growth and quality of its peach trees.

A few came to a big river, and it was rumored that the evil dragon appeared in this river for the last time.

Guessing by Wu Ming that this black dragon should have true immortality, otherwise several masters of Taoism would not be defeated.

So where did this guy come from?
How could he summon the Shenlong just by gathering three ghostly handsome things?

Is it impossible for a fairy to appear out of thin air, or is it also one of the batch of monsters that the teacher sealed at the beginning?

"Master, what shall we do?"

Wu Ming thought for a while and said, "Since it's in this river, let's fish it out."

Fa Hai was stunned, and the fishing was okay, but it was a real dragon, what could be used to catch it.

Wu Ming then took out Fang Tian's painting halberd, breathed out the fairy air, and immediately turned into a fishing rod with a hook and fishing line tied to it.

"Just one bait is missing."

Both of them stared at Heihu.

Heihu: "Oh?"

Wu Ming smiled and said: "You have the blood of an ancient flood dragon, so you should be attractive enough to that black dragon, don't worry, I won't let you be eaten by it, even if I eat it, I can save you in time. "

The black tiger couldn't resist, Wu Ming tied it with a fishing line, and then pulled it a few times, gushing blood, then threw it into the river.

Wu Ming found a big rock and waited quietly for the real dragon to take the bait.

(End of this chapter)