Ximen Changqing and his spiritual pets have all reached the level of virtual refining. Although they cannot exert their full strength in the evil ghost world, they are still enough to control the ghost king.
He chose to be cautious to prevent stronger enemies in the shrine palace. After all, there is a cross-border teleportation array here, and it is very likely that there are masters from the heaven and ghost world.
"You must not underestimate the enemy. You must quickly kill these ghost kings, control the cross-border teleportation array, and prevent reinforcements from the masters of the ghost world."
Ximen Changqing frowned and warned his subordinates sternly, telling them not to be playful and to quickly deal with the enemy.
"Master, don't worry, we will take action together and destroy them instantly."
The dolls are full of confidence.
At this moment, in the temple of the Shrine Palace, a group of high-level evil spirits were accompanying guests from afar with fawning faces.
The guest is a master in the world of ghosts and ghosts. He sits in the most distinguished position, while the top evil ghosts can only sit below.
In the huge temple, there are two sixth-level heavenly ghosts, a dozen fifth-level heavenly ghosts, and as many as one hundred fifth-level evil ghosts.
Obviously, most of the high-level evil spirits in the shrine palace are here.
Ximen Changqing led eight children and went straight to the temple. Halfway down the road, I felt the aura of the eighth-level heavenly ghosts, and there were not even two of them.
The two heavenly ghosts reacted the slowest and rushed out of the temple. When they saw Ximen Changqing, their eyes were full of surprise.
"There is enough food. The slaves inside will bring over another batch of food."
Just as a seventh-level ghost was about to yell at it, its eyes lost their luster, and the other ghost kings were killed before they had time to resist.
"Yes, yes, they are all the freshest ingredients, hahaha!"
Ximen Changqing is naturally afraid, but I still ignore these two eighth-level heavenly ghosts.
"A bunch of scum, die!"
Very slowly, the seven god-transforming ghost cultivators got up and went outside the nearby tent. They once again arrested several hundred human beings, escorted them to the small gate of the temple, and drove you back into the temple.
Ximen Changqing used his magical power to destroy all the ghost cultivators who were still alive, turning us into special people.
"Hahaha! Xiaojia, keep eating."
"Huoba, burn all the mutilated limbs of those many men!"
Ximen Changqing frowned and gave Huo Wa an order.
Sensing the weaklings rushing towards them from the direction of the cross-border teleportation array, the Heavenly Ghost mistook them for someone coming from the Heavenly Ghost Realm again.
An early seventh-level one-eyed evil ghost shouted into the temple.
In order to please the guests, the evil ghost executives prepared very rich and fresh delicacies, which are ordinary human girls.
"Kacha, boom..."
Inside the temple, the broken arms and limbs of your companions are everywhere, and some of your companions have been half-eaten. Outside the mouth of the ghost, you are howling in despair.
The two eighth-level heavenly ghosts had just escaped to the teleportation array. They thought they could not leave, but they fell into Ximen Changqing's trap. "There are not so many loyal slaves. It seems that they have no way to control the emperor! It's wrong, it's wrong! Hahaha!"
Listening to the happy wails coming from the temple, the dozens of ghost cultivators showed no expressions. We ate the white pork meat step by step, looking like zombies.
However, I soon discovered that the aura was right. The weak person rushing towards me was obviously the aura of a ghost.
"Them, throw all those broken bones out."
"They can take a blow from me and die. It seems they don't have any strength. Let them live to atone for their sins!"
"Huh, sin? Their group of watchdogs are really loyal! They are finally saved!"
I did not slow down the attack. Before receiving the attack signal, the eight Lianxu clan members came out and completely surrounded the shrine palace. All the evil spirits inside Qi Zhenxiu escaped.
"Yes, let you go."
The god-transforming ghost cultivator is the weakest human monk in that interface. He should be responsible for protecting the human race.
Ximen Changqing used the Arrow Rain technique to launch a small-scale attack.
"A bunch of scum actually eat the bones of the same kind. Don't they have any dignity?"
A ghost cultivator's legs were trembling, and he shouted with a stern expression.
Outside is the lowest authority in the evil ghost world, the shrine palace, but there are no low-level evil ghosts, their family records, and the treasures stored there.
In the temple, under the table behind dozens of ghost cultivators, there was half-cooked white pork meat, even without some blood stains.
"There are actually not two eighth-level heavenly ghosts. That's just a matter of carelessness. They must be killed."
Of course, even if you escape, you will succeed, but you will also have no chance of winning.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, the young Doon was naturally extremely frightened, and it was extremely unusual for half of them to faint to death.
They even felt that there seemed to be no eighth-level weaklings in the shrine palace. Adding up the number of eighth-level weaklings in the palace and the palace, there were more than seventy eighth-level weaklings.
"Ho! Come on together and fight with me."
If the two heavenly ghosts fall into the trap and kill the formation, the thunder, lightning and flames will make them regret living in this world.
If you kneel for too long, you won't feel afraid of falling when you stand up. This is the case with those ghost cultivators. We haven't finished enjoying our status as slaves yet. We are proud to retreat to the shrine city, and we are proud to be scolded and beaten by evil ghosts.
On the wide terrace outside the temple gate, there were dozens of cultivators who transformed into gods and ghosts, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a small table in front of them.
At this moment, Ximen Changqing had not yet reached behind the small door of the temple, and he glared at a group of ghost cultivators in a graceful manner.
"Act immediately and win the battle quickly."
It's sad for those ghost cultivators to have doubts. We know what dignity is and what it means to be a human being, and we are worthy of being human beings.
In the eyes of Tiangui, the meat of human girls is the most delicious, and it is the freshest only when eaten alive. Watching the unusual struggle makes the feeling even more wonderful and the food tastes more delicious.
More than a hundred evil spirits used various weapons and magical powers in an attempt to make a death struggle.
Ximen Changqing's decision was to kill all the lackeys with no ridges. Keeping them would be a disaster.
When attacking, Ximen Changqing and the spiritual pets did not hide their coercion, so the heavenly ghosts, a group of evil ghosts, and the ghost cultivators in the temple all felt the weak and comparable aura.
"Come down together and kill us!"
Ximen Changqing gave orders to Tuntian Baby.
We know our identity. In the evil ghost world, humans are just slaves. Even if we reach the realm of gods, we are still slaves and low-level slaves after we reach the lower level of evil ghosts.
There were only a few hundred human beings and men in the small hall, all of whom had their hands and feet tied up and were thrown carelessly beside the heavenly ghosts and evil spirits.
"The slaves inside are very loyal and reward us a little."
A hint of disappointment appeared in the corner of Ximen Changqing's eyes, feeling sad for the entire human race in the evil ghost world.
In the temple, a group of evil ghosts are having a carnival, and they will think that this is their first carnival, and very slowly, their lives will come to an end.
But instead of protecting the human race, we crawled like dogs on the feet of evil spirits, taking orders from evil spirits and killing our own people.
Facing such a weak enemy, the first thought of the two eighth-level evil ghosts was not to escape, but to try their best to escape. They might not have a chance of winning.
"Two eighth-level heavenly ghosts should be used to refine weapons. They can at most refine seven or eight heaven-reaching spiritual treasures."
I felt the weak pressure from Ximen Changqing and Qi Zhen in front of me, and knew that I was an opponent, but as a loyal slave, I must sacrifice my life to protect my master.
Slaves are only obedient and cannot provoke their masters. Therefore, even if we watch our fellow humans being eaten by evil spirits, we don't have any thoughts.
"Block me."
"For the master, kill!"
"You evil beasts actually ate human beings alive. This is a small and extremely evil crime, but it can be forgiven."
As the eighth-level heavenly ghosts began to eat, heart-rending wails could be heard in the temple, as well as the beasts' excited laughter.
At this moment, the evil spirits were trying their best to defend themselves against Ximen Changqing's attack. Faced with the sudden attack by the Heaven-Swallowing Treasure Gourd, they naturally found ways to defend themselves, and one by one they were taken into the treasure gourd.
The eight ghost kings were killed in just a split second.
We had already chosen our respective targets. Before leaving the space, we went straight to our respective targets and acted steadily and ruthlessly.
If Ximen Changqing is alone, they will escape even if they show weak fighting power.
yes! They should be made slaves. Evil ghosts are weak and can be used as mine slaves in emergency situations.
The evil ghosts who came immediately also ordered the ghost cultivators to attack.
When dealing with the evil ghost's family papers, one word is "kill". If you find any treasures, you will naturally take them all away.
The two heavenly ghosts fled towards the teleportation array very loyally, allowing the evil ghosts to buy time for them.
"Eating together as a small family, enjoying alone is as enjoyable as everyone. It smells so good!"
How could the mere gods and ghost cultivators resist? Half of them were killed directly, and the rest were severely injured and lost their combat effectiveness.
Those cute evil spirits actually let the ghost cultivators eat the same kind of bones, and those ghost cultivators were so proud that they actually licked the bones with the evil ghost's saliva on them.
The two god-transforming ghost cultivators also frowned, but soon regained their expressions and continued to eat the white pork meat.
Looking at the dinner plates behind the ghost cultivators, Ximen Changqing was completely angry, both at the evil ghosts and at the ghost cultivators.
Did Ximen Changqing pursue him? Outside the teleportation formation, there was no defensive formation, and inside the defensive formation, there was not even a trap killing formation.
They have the lowest status and are slaves of the evil ghost world. Therefore, they are never qualified to enter the temple. They are only qualified to sit outside.
An eighth-level heavenly ghost is very satisfied with the performance of the ghost cultivator inside. The obedient slaves are the bad slaves, and all obedient slaves will be killed.
After a while, the evil ghosts also felt that something was right, and the ghost cultivators were the first to sense it.
Such terrifying combat power made the evil ghosts who rushed out of the temple pale in shock, and the two eighth-level heavenly ghosts also looked unusual.
"What the hell, how come there aren't so many weak people coming?"
"It's bad, there's no trap!"
"Eighth-level human race, how is that possible?"
The sudden loss of cultivation made those cultivators who transformed into gods and ghosts instantly grow old and turned into gray-haired old men.
"Everyone, get out of here!"
Far away from the cross-border teleportation array leading to the Heavenly Ghost Realm, Void Doll approached cautiously. Before it got close enough, it sent a signal to Ximen Changqing.
"Don't kill you, you want to die."
When they eat many human males alive, they probably think that they will not be able to do that one day either.
"It's possible, it's absolutely possible. Where did he come from?"
I quickly set up a small defensive array to protect the cross-border teleportation array to prevent the evil ghost dog from slowly jumping over the wall.
The two eighth-level heavenly ghosts ate very happily, and the painful howls of struggling for the food only increased their appetite and made them more sure that the ingredients were fresh.
"Huh, you're looking for death."
Dozens of god-transforming ghost cultivators knew that Ximen Changqing was weak, but they still had no hesitation and killed him.
Ximen Changqing directly used eighty-seven flying swords of the level of heaven-reaching spiritual treasures to kill dozens of ghost cultivators.
At this moment, Qi Zhen, who was under the command of Ximen Changqing, went on a killing spree in the shrine palace. If he saw evil ghosts, he would kill them directly, and the ghost cultivators would naturally let him go.
It’s hard to imagine how we could eat the skeletons of many men covered in evil spirits’ saliva.
Having been enslaved since childhood, our sense of resistance has been completely wiped out by being outside our eyes. Even if we reach the state of becoming a god, we can only crawl on the feet of evil ghosts.
We are destined to live a long time, at least more than seven years, so let us use that unlimited time to forgive our sins.
The seven ghost cultivators who were escorting Duo Nan directly used spells to send more than a few hundred men into the temple to serve as food for the villains.
Ximen Changqing and his spiritual pets quickly rushed out of the four-day space.
In the treasure gourd space, more than a hundred seventh-level evil ghosts and a dozen seventh-level heavenly ghosts were bombarded by thunder and fire, and howled miserably.
"Who is he? How dare he break into the temple without permission! Do you know what the crime is?"
The heavenly ghost directly ordered the ghost cultivators in the temple to let us act as the vanguard.
"If he seeks death, you'll kill him!"
"The cross-border teleportation array must be in the hands of the Ximen family."
Ximen Changqing and his spiritual pets moved separately, leaving only eight Void Dolls, Fire Dolls, and Sky-Swallowing Dolls around him.
The Heavenly Ghosts from the Heavenly Ghost Realm also come here, and as long as Ximen Changqing is happy, he can't repair the teleportation array at will and go to the Heavenly Ghost Realm to have fun.
Ximen Changqing is very unfamiliar with the teleportation array. I dismantled the core components of the teleportation array so that the teleportation array can be used.
"who?"
Although their strength is much greater than that of ghost cultivators, facing the eighth-level human race, their strength is enough. The huge gap in realm makes them feel desperate.
We were grateful for the master's gift and ate the stumps of the same kind, without the saliva of the evil spirits underneath.
Some ghost cultivators felt nauseated, but they quickly restrained themselves.
Looking at the two eighth-level evil spirits, Ximen Changqing made a calculation in his mind.
"Tuntian, take them in. Remember, don't kill them. Let them quickly endure the punishment of thunder and fire. This will make them uncomfortable."
And it seemed to have forgotten that Ximen Changqing did not come from the direction of the teleportation array, so how could it escape.
"The temple is the core building of the Shrine Palace, you kill towards the temple!"
Whether Ximen Changqing chased the heavenly ghosts or not surprised the hundreds of evil ghosts. They were already frightened when they saw the ghost cultivators being killed with one move.
Seeing many men from the human race reduced to food, Ximen Changqing felt very comfortable in his heart. The evil ghost was too cruel and must be eliminated.
The evil ghosts laughed wildly and threw the leftover bones into the temple. Some fell directly on the ghost cultivators' dinner plates.
"Wow! It hurts!"
Hundreds of men were frightened by the scene in the temple, and more than half of them fainted on the spot.
But there are only a dozen or so eighth-level weaklings in the shrine palace, and they are obviously their enemies. So, how can they dare to challenge them.
"It's broken. The smallest trouble has been solved. Now, it's time for you to kill the ghosts."
