How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 416 All Actors
Ordinary people are afraid that they will turn into a puddle of blood in an instant among these ghosts.

The young man in white seemed to be panic-stricken, tripped over the rattan basket, and fell towards the old man at the tea stand.

Between the lightning and the flint, a cyan sword light tore through the dark mist.

"One-horned ghost king, return the lives of thousands of people in my proud country!"

Almost at the same time that Heiwuchang called out the identities of the people at the Pocha stall, the young Taoist priest swept away the fearful expression on his face, roared loudly, looked like he was full of enthusiasm, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and stabbed the old man's abdomen with a long blue sword .

With the long sword in his stomach, the young Taoist priest's face brightened. He obviously thought that he had succeeded in the sneak attack, but he didn't notice at all. Hei Wuchang, who had just ordered the underworld guards to set up the formation, looked even more ugly.

After a while, the young Taoist finally realized that something was wrong. No matter how hard he tried, the sword could not be pulled out from the old man's body.

Looking carefully, it turned out that the old man's abdomen did not have internal organs at all, only a blood basin full of fangs was biting the sword tightly, and a puff of black smoke was emitted from the old man's mouth.

"Which sect are you, you are a fledgling and don't know the rules!"

It's all because of this smart guy, who had to expose himself before the best time to do it!
Hei Wuchang cursed secretly in his heart, shook the mourning stick vigorously in his hand, and a cloud of gray divine light rushed towards him, blocking the young Taoist priest.

At any rate, he was a human Taoist priest who exorcised ghosts, so he couldn't just watch him die in front of him.

"There's nothing wrong with being a ghost. I'll let them have an eternal lifespan. They won't have to suffer from hunger, sickness, or parting. Their lives will be many times better than when they were human!"

The old man was no longer old-fashioned, and his voice was loud. The villagers around him nodded upon hearing this, and one of the fat women nodded so much that her head fell off...

The young Taoist priest was rescued by Heiwuchang. He was chanting words, and his fingers made a formula, and invisible fluctuations came out of his mouth.

This curse is not complicated, but it is better in the middle and safe. Under one blow, the old man's figure is like a distorted shadow, and a trace of ghost energy is shaken out of his body.

Although he is reckless in doing things, his cultivation base is extremely solid, and he has an earthly immortal cultivation base to say the least.

Hei Wuchang's perception of Taoist priests is better, and the mourning stick is waved again and again, and ghost soldiers of various colors are conjured up, and hundreds of ghost soldiers with a little divine light are densely packed and surrounded the teahouse. The young Taoist priests took the opportunity to leap Arrived next to Hei Wuchang.

"You so-called yin officials are worse than us when you falsely convict the sins of your previous life and make sacrifices to ghost soldiers. You are just doing evil according to the order, and the crime is aggravated!"

The old man seemed to disdain the ruler of the underworld like Hades, he spoke indifferently, jumped up high, slapped a huge ghost claw, and grabbed Heiwuchang directly.

"Stay in the ghost town! Rewarding you as a general is not as comfortable as being a dog servant in the underworld!"

Hei Wuchang has always hated others describing his position as a mortal servant, and at this moment, his heart became even more angry. The mourning stick directly smashed the ghost claws, and roared behind him:
"kill!"

Outside the tea shed, ghost messengers and ghost soldiers are all stepping forward. The ghost messengers are only the first-level loose immortals, and the ghost soldiers don't have much consciousness. The ghost energy is condensed, roaring like a huge ghost beast.

Hei Wuchang struck out with one stick.

Deng!
The gray stick figure turned into a sharp horse and landed on the old man's head.

Bang!
The old man raised his hands high, and his two arms instantly became longer, tightly clamping the stick shadow, and half of his body fell into the ground.

At this time, the ground was no longer soil, but a swamp of black slime-like ghosts and monsters. There were countless insects in the swamp, biting the old man frantically.

The old man didn't seem to feel the pain, and with the shadow of the mourning stick between his hands, he stuffed it into the big mouth of his abdomen.

The ghost mouth in his abdomen has the magical function of confining magic weapons. Hei Wuchang is like the Taoist priest just now, unable to move the mourning stick for a while.

After a while, I'm afraid that the ghost's mouth will swallow the stick shadow, and even the magic weapon itself will be sucked away!
At this moment, the stout young man who had been smirking foolishly, as if he was watching the excitement, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe the top of his head, a bloody ghost head sword suddenly swept around, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves shook the whole field.

The sword light came quickly, Heiwuchang's face changed drastically, he let go of the mourning stick, his figure flashed but it didn't help, his right leg broke in two from below the knee in an instant.

"Heavenly strength! You are the real one-horned ghost king!"

Hei Wuchang grabbed behind him with his big hand, and dozens of ghost soldiers were caught in his hands, and they were crumpled into a ball to block the wound of the broken leg. The half of the leg that fell to the ground was eaten up by the villagers in the tea shed.

The one-horned ghost king was originally the charcoal-burning boy in the Taishang Laojun's alchemy room. After eating the ghost pill, he became a good fortune. impermanence.

Although he really wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill Hei Wuchang completely, but after all, he is also the order of the old king. This behavior of the ghost country is already the biggest evil deed to win the trust of the demon. One step is the Ten Palaces of Hades sending troops.

Killing [-] people is nothing but demons, killing the gods of the underworld is rebellion, demons are bandits, and rebellion is the army. The one-horned ghost king who has been in heaven for so many years naturally knows it all too well.

It's not easy for me to lurk, you have to be careful when acting...

"Master Wuchang, in the future, it's good that you and I don't violate the river water. If you don't accept it, my one-horned ghost city is waiting for you at any time!"

"Dongsheng Shenzhou Demon Dao, the one-horned ghost king occupies a seat!"

The ghosts in the tea shed heard their majestic king singing, danced excitedly, dragged the old man out of the ghost swamp, made a few faces, and at the signal of the one-horned ghost king, turned into black smoke and drifted towards the forest among.

"Not good! The ghosts are going to move the rescuers! Brothers retreat first, and call Bai Er after returning to the underworld, and then come and make gestures with him!"

Hei Wuchang resisted the sharp pain from his leg and ordered in a low voice.

The yin officials of the earth immortals do not have a physical body. It is not until after the celestial beings that they can generate yang from the cathode and regenerate the body. However, the sword of the one-horned ghost king seems to directly act on the ghost core, and ghost energy is still leaking from the broken leg.

A man who can bend and stretch is a real hero!
Withdraw to Hades!

The ghosts shrunk, the ghost soldiers turned around, and the ghosts gathered.

The one-horned ghost king felt relieved. After this battle, even if his prestige on the demon road has been established, the next step is to visit the famous big monsters one by one. My subordinates are begging for a living!
Until then, hehe...

what--

Why is this cyan sword light so familiar?
I saw that the young Taoist priest who had been standing near Hei Wuchang just now moved, and a majestic corpse energy poured out. His whole body was split into two, and a golden armored corpse was actually separated.

The corpse demon exploded with a bang, its head and limbs flew in all directions, and its flesh and blood turned into chains, tightly hugging Heiwuchang's other intact leg.

The Taoist laughed strangely, and the blue sword light suddenly shone into the sky.

Kaka…

Hei Wuchang watched the sound of his ghost core shattering, and his expression froze instantly.

The one-horned ghost king watched Hei Wuchang's almost perfect cultivation base of an earthly immortal begin to disappear rapidly, and he couldn't smile anymore.

Fuck, black impermanence, don't die!

"In Xialangxing, the heir of the Heavenly Corpse Sect of the Aolai Kingdom, has come to seek refuge with the Ghost King and make a fortune together!"

"This black impermanence is my vote!"

……

The one-horned ghost king was almost dumbfounded when he saw the "Taoist priest" who controlled the golden armored corpse to fight in and out of the gang.

He intentionally set up a tea shed here every day, just to attract the ghosts of the underworld, and to make his own name as a monster. There are also many other ghost cultivators who come to seek refuge. It was convenient for him to interact with the demon leader. He really never thought of provoking a war between the ghosts of Dongsheng Shenzhou and the underworld.

When the mighty thousand-headed ghost town ghosts arrived at the tea shed, they saw their king chatting with the cold Taoist priest. The Taoist priest gestured with both hands, very excited, but the one-horned ghost king had a strange expression. All the ghosts rushed forward, I only heard the Taoist talking eloquently:

"It's even better, everyone. I'm a descendant of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. Just now, I had the honor of helping Lord Ghost King kill Hei Wuchang! I vow to help Lord King establish a kingdom of ghosts on earth.

There is a mountain in Nanfangbuzhou called Luofeng Mountain, which extends for [-] miles in circumference and is [-] miles high. It is a famous cave for ghosts and gods. Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, people will not enter the underworld after death. In the field, there is no suffering of eighteen levels of hell, carefree and joyful!
The reason why there is no such place in Dongsheng Shenzhou is because there was no such amazing and talented ghost as the one-horned ghost king before!
One-horned ghosts are not born in the sky, and thousands of miles east are as long as the day!There are countless poor ghosts in the world, who will save them? "

The one-horned ghost king really wanted Lang Xing to stop these flattery that sounded very...very uncomfortable, but if he scolded a corpse Taoist who was devoted to the ghost city with all his heart, it would spread that the men on the demon road in Eastern Shenzhou would how to think?
The surrounding area was quiet, it seemed that all the ghosts under him were frightened by Lang Xing's words.

The unicorn let out a sigh of relief secretly, thinking to turn around and find a hidden corner, and ruthlessly refine this obstructive guy into a ghost pill!

Lao Tzu was born in the Tushi Palace, how can I dedicate my life to lonely souls and wild ghosts!
These thousand-headed ghosts are naturally not the ghosts directly transformed by the people of Aolai Kingdom, but the innocent souls who have been born around them and wandered outside. They either suffered humiliation or were nostalgic for the world during their lifetime. , When you die, you can't swallow or breathe out. With the remaining breath, those with better luck can escape the evil search and stay in the world for a long time.

But they are like fugitive criminals, worrying all the time that they will be arrested and taken to the underworld, endure the suffering of eighteen levels of hell, and never be reborn forever. After listening to Lang Xing's speech, all the demons were stunned.

Isn't Luofeng Mountain the paradise that our ghost cultivators want?
Nanbuzhou has it, why can't Dongshengshenzhou have it!

What's more, my lord killed Hei Wuchang!
"One-horned ghosts are not born in the sky, and the east is as long as the day!"

Suddenly, a scream broke out from the group of ghosts, like the prelude to a carnival. All the ghosts woke up from the shock, and the ghost howling continued, promoting this newly released slogan.

Fanatical ghost roars, obsessed expressions, every ghost's eyes seem to see a bright future where ghost towns will build dojos and grow stronger in the future.

The one-horned ghost king yelled wildly in his heart: "This slogan is too fucking grand! Is it against Heaven?"

Sometimes the so-called leaders or idols are just a concrete representation of the collective emotions of fanatical groups, and their real thoughts may not be the same.

Just like the one-horned ghost king now has no doubts, as long as he resolutely opposes the development of the ghost city, these thousands of ghosts whose desires have been aroused will immediately attach themselves to a new strong person without hesitation, and will be the first to kill Yes, it is the unicorn ghost king himself.

Therefore, he can only hide his thoughts deep in his heart, and encourage and appease these excited ghosts.

"I have killed all the ghost messengers of the underworld. The little ones will follow me back to the city and strengthen our defenses. After this storm passes, we will discuss the matter of the ghost and god dojo."

"Although Lang Xing helped me kill Heiwuchang, human beings and ghosts are different after all, so you can't practice in a ghost town for a long time. This ghost fog forest with a radius of thousands of miles will be assigned to you as a cave, so that you can guard the gate of the ghost town!"

Before the one-horned ghost king finished speaking, he wiped the top of his head again, and a blood-red worm was ejected by him, landed on Lang Xing's hair, turned into a red thread, and penetrated into Lang Xing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Lang Xing grinned, flicked his palm, and handed the largest fragment of the black impermanence ghost core to the ghost king.

"It's a great pity that the adults can impose restrictions on the little ones. I can't go to the ghost town with the adults. I hope the adults can teach me the way of ghost cultivation. The little ones will be terrified in the future, and I will not hesitate. !"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the ghosts around him, the one-horned ghost king touched his chin, and told Lang Xing some of his experience in cultivation after taking the ghost pill. Welcome back to Ghost Town.

……

Heavenly Court, the back room of Lingxiao Palace.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and the guards guarded the door with the rolling shutter, and the fairy air rose, showing the palace style of the fairy family.

In the room, the Jade Emperor was lying on the table, feeling the reports from the priests. He was conscientious and diligent, handling government affairs very carefully, and often had to respond to the beliefs of the Jade Emperor in the world.

A square-faced young man in golden armor stood beside the Jade Emperor, looking at his nose, nose, and heart, as motionless as a mountain.

After a long while, the Jade Emperor stretched himself, and suddenly asked the square-faced youth, "Juanlian, would you like to go down to the realm to fight for a chance to share some incense for me?"

Before the square-faced young man could answer, he said to himself again: "The Tathagata and His Majesty notified me of this matter after they decided to travel to the West. It is clear that they did not take me, the co-lord of the Three Realms, seriously. As time goes on, those who should be robbed will appear one by one, Jin Chanzi has been reincarnated in the middle land of Nanbuzhou to teach Buddhism, you go to stop him, a mortal body, thinking of the Western Heaven Lingshan, without strong protection is pure wishful thinking."

"Your Majesty, the number of demon kingdoms in the world is increasing, and big monsters and ghosts appear frequently. There is always a feeling that someone with a heart is behind the scenes. If I am in the lower realm at this time, you can use it in the heavenly court..."

"Let them make trouble. Poisonous insects hide in the vast grasslands, and it is difficult to kill them all. But when the insects gather together and try to kill the elephant, that is when they will be killed by a nest!"

(End of this chapter)