During three eternal nights, I caught so many things, all related to cultivation.
Even if he smashes them, he will create a team that can truly sweep away the heavens.
Not to mention people like Tianzhu...
Nothing else, just not ischemic.
They are all a group of people who cannot afford to lose. They gather together to overthrow these vampires. If they really fight...
A team that is completely desperate and ready to self-destruct at any time...
Perhaps, it can really make heaven and spiritual mountains tremble.
Three years!
enough!
Claiming to be gods, being aloof and indifferent to the common people, how can they really understand what they call mortals?
They say they are just ants.
Doesn’t God bleed?
How ridiculous.
In the past, there were generals who led their men against the will of heaven. Today, Wang Ye dared to lead his men and sweep across the heavens.
After feeling that his body was gradually improving and he could move normally, Wang Ye stood up.
He glanced at the shabby palaces in the sky and muttered to himself.
"What a pity my friends..."
"This time...there won't be any ghosts chasing me in the wasteland."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I, Wang Ye, can finally travel unhindered in the wasteland and have friends everywhere!"
Wang Ye was filled with pride for a moment.
Suddenly...
"Roar!"
A guy sitting on a wooden board, being carried by four little ghosts, noticed Wang Ye from a distance.
The four little ghosts in the past have now grown to the level of ghost kings.
These guys, after seeing Wang Ye, chased after him like red eyes, without thinking about whether they could beat Wang Ye at all.
This movement attracted a group of ghosts around.
When their eyes fell on Wang Ye...
Roaring sounds came and went.
"What a sin!"
"Is this guy not dead yet?"
Wang Ye's face turned dark, he cursed, turned around and ran away.
Those who have a grudge, those who are called to help, those who watch the fun and follow suit...
Soon, a large number of ghosts gathered behind him, chasing Wang Ye wildly in the wasteland and persisting.
Ever since Wang Ye made his bold statement that he would never have to flee in the wasteland again, he was going through his third pursuit in just one day...
…
Ghost energy surges.
Where Wang Ye was standing before, Yang Chen's loveless figure appeared.
The note was crumpled by him...
Ran away again...
He ran away again...
For two days, this guy tossed and turned, ran around all night, and walked a long circle in the wasteland...
With his only sense, he could not imagine such a clever plan as quietly waiting for Wang Ye to come back in Shangjing City.
"Roar!"
Yang Chen glanced at the direction to the capital and stood up again.
If I remember correctly, the order Zhang Ziliang arranged for himself was to give this note to Wang Ye, and then give several notes to other people one after another during the three eternal nights.
but now...
No, it must be carried out perfectly in accordance with the order given by Zhang Ziliang.
Even if...
The third eternal night seems to be coming to an end?
While Yang Chen was on his way, he subconsciously looked at the sky. Although it was still dark, the violent energy in the air had gradually begun to weaken and had passed its peak.
Those ghosts whose bodies were occupied by evil thoughts have gradually recovered some of their sanity, and began to retreat from the ten cities of Tianzhu, looking for a place to digest the miscellaneous ghost energy absorbed during the three eternal nights.
…
"Haha, are you afraid?"
Ran Deng's fingers were stained with some blood, and he looked ferociously at the frightened Bodhisattva opposite him.
"I can feel the dissatisfaction in your heart."
"Buddha is unfair."
"If you hadn't had no support, you would have become a Buddha by now."
"Hate?"
"Resent?"
"Let it out!"
Ran Deng approached the Bodhisattva step by step and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, tempting the evil thoughts in the Bodhisattva's body.
"Who are you!"
"I'm from Lingshan. Aren't you afraid that I, the Buddha, will be blamed when I return?"
The Bodhisattva said with a stern expression.
The place where he slept was hidden deep, but he didn't expect to be dug out by this terrifying guy in front of him.
Just listening to this man talking, he could feel the emotions in his heart gradually becoming angry and irritable...
"Lingshan..."
"You are already scared. You can only hope that Lingshan can scare me."
"Speaking of which, you are still afraid of death."
Ran Deng said calmly, his long fingertips scratched the Bodhisattva's skin again, blood kept flowing, but he became excited, just like this, he broke off the Bodhisattva's fingers one by one, and threw them away. on the ground.
Then...
arm.
thigh...
"If you are afraid, speak it out loud."
"Maybe...I will let you go."
Ran Deng continued to talk, but his hands did not stop, and he slowly tore off a large piece of the Bodhisattva's skin, revealing the fuzzy flesh and blood inside.
Under the severe pain, the Bodhisattva's face turned pale and his body was trembling.
"Please...please, let me go."
Finally, the Bodhisattva spoke with panic in his eyes.
Ran Deng smiled wildly: "Haha, is this the Bodhisattva from Lingshan, the god who enjoys the incense of the world?"
"It looks like a dog..."
"I'm a little reluctant to kill you!"
At the moment when the Bodhisattva's eyes were filled with joy, Ran Deng twisted off his head.
"Weak and cowardly."
"In the eyes of mortals, you are their god."
"But now...I am your god."
"The God of the whole world."
He inserted his hand into the body of the Bodhisattva, took out a bloody relic, and swallowed it directly.
Side effects of relic...
Evil thoughts?
Mixed emotions?
This kind of thing has spread all over his body...
…
"What's going on with that guy!"
Zhong Kui frowned, looked at Lu Wu beside him and asked softly.
Previously, they supported the Ten Cities of Tianzhu.
They were already killing enough, but a character even more ruthless than them appeared.
Monk!
The monk in Lingshan.
The famous Guanyin has been dead for who knows how many years.
The white monk's robe has been stained red with blood, and there are still fragments of internal organs and minced meat hanging on it...
But his face is still holy.
This feeling of contrast not only failed to make Zhong Kui feel at peace, but made him panic.
Avalokitesvara...
He was too familiar with them, they were all from ancient times, and this person was famous for having a dark heart.
As a result, he actually went to Tianzhu to kill ghosts?
There must be a conspiracy.
Lu Wu yawned lazily, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, looking weak: "Don't ask me, I don't know either."
"sleepy..."
"So tired..."
"Working overtime for half a month, I was squeezed too hard..."
"If Wang Ye doesn't give me a salary increase, I won't work."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
As for Guanyin standing outside the city wall, frightening the ghosts alone, let Wang Ye deal with it.
