"Huh! It's over."

Fu Yang let out a long breath, put away his sword and stood up. He still felt a little tired.

You should know that although the power of the ghost realm is strong and fierce, it is still not as good as that of Taoist art in terms of persistence.

Especially the talisman and magic of the Taoist priests, it is long-lasting, quite lasting and firm!

Let me put it this way, Fu Yang is currently a real person Yilu. He can cast more than 20 magic spells in one breath without stopping.

But even the power of the ghost path after the second awakening would allow him to perform three to four huge beast claw attacks or Thousand Machine Ghost Path Slashes that were protruded from the black fog...

Those with less power will last; those with greater power will not be able to perform many times.

Everything in the world is so balanced, without exception.

However, although Chongjiu is dead, Chongjiu is still alive, fighting with Huang Dan, and continues to be at the upper hand...

After all, Huang Dan, the old Gu master, is not from a cult organization like the Wanshen Cult. It is a bit worse for how to use Gu to fight.

Therefore, even if he sneaked into the Swamp Ten with the red poisonous clam from the beginning, he still couldn't beat it. This also shows how correct it was for Huang Dan to endure humiliation and pretend to be controlled!

He was alone and was beaten into pieces by nine insects and ten two men in minutes...

"Fat Cat, why don't you go to help Master Huang? Are you so excited when you watch the show?"

Fu Yang said angrily to Mr. Xiong who was leaning against the wall with a "Ge You lying" posture, that the unconscionable guy moved.

brush!

A black and white shadow first came towards Fu Yang, and then broke the huge nightmare silk spider's sickle-like spider leg, and then went to Huang Dan and Zhu Shi who were fighting fiercely.

"Damn old guy! You actually dare to plot against our people from the Gods? You are tired of living!"

Zhu Shi cursed fiercely, controlling the attack of the Black Snake Gu, which made Huang Dan and his gray toad able to keep retreating, their heads and faces were covered in sweat.

Just when Huang Dan was about to hold on, he heard a strange shout from behind.

"Wow! The strongest demon immortal in the world is born, and he will be invincible in the world!"

Before Chong Shi could react, he immediately felt a severe pain in his lower body, accompanied by a wet and sticky feeling.

Looking back...

I saw a sickle-like spider leg inserted on my butt, which was the one of the natal Gu Nightmare Silk Gu Spider of Chongjiu!!!

A fat cat that looked like a panda was standing there like a human, looking at him with a smile.

"Sorry, I really can't find the catfish. Just use the spider's legs to just turn it on. Your chrysanthemum is bleeding..."

Mr. Xiong winked and looked dirty, and his expression was so humble.

See you poorly!

I'm afraid no matter how rich the imagination is, I can't imagine that a cat can show such a vulgar expression on its face.

An indescribable humiliation and anger emerged in Chongshi's heart.

But at this moment, he felt a chill on the back of his neck and his heart was shocked!

"No! That old guy's gray-shade clam..."

But it's too late.

Just as Chong Shi was attracted by Mr. Xiong's anus by his sickle-like spider legs, Huang Dan had already used the witchcraft, causing his natal witch, gray-yin clam, to penetrate into Chong Shi's neck and ask for several times.

In a moment!

A gray dead aura spread along his neck.

In less than two breaths, it spread all over the body. The whole person's skin turned gray, and it was hard, and it was already strangely dead!

The insect ten died, and the black snake Gu who wanted to continue fighting immediately died...

At this point, the two guys ranked ninth and tenth in the Eighth Regiment of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult were all killed!

The old Gu Master Huang Dan seemed to have all his strength drained, and he fell to the ground and gasped heavily. His eyes turned around and looked at the Gu Masters in the village who were tied with iron chains and hemp ropes and threw them in front of the pile of corpses like dead pigs, and tears were everywhere.

"Dear villagers, you are finally saved! The demon who committed a heinous crime against our village has been killed."

Huang Dan sobbed, and began to untie the unconscious and weak Miao people...

It can be seen that he still has a sincere affection for the villagers in his village.

Mr. Xiong is probably still savoring the moment, with his two little claws on his back, and he shaking his head and walking towards Fu Yang.

"Tsk tsk, why is this old man Huang crying so miserably?"

"Oh, to him, this Miao village is his home, and the villagers here are all his tribe members. They are inexplicably suffering from this disaster, and no one can feel good about it. But now it's better, at least the problem has been solved. Let's go back first and let him vent for a while, and let Master Huang solve the problem here himself."

As he said that, he planned to leave.

Before leaving, the sound of Zhunjiu and Zhunshi suddenly sounded again. But Wuji's dry bones seemed to be still there?

Fu Yang became more and more curious about the Sect of the Gods, so he planned to take it back for research.

Two tokens cast from black iron are held in your hand, heavy and heavy in your hand, even colder than the ice in winter!

An evil evil spirit surrounded it, making Fu Yang feel a little uncomfortable.

Crack, Crack...

Suddenly, two Wuji dry bones actually cracked themselves, and then became fine powder in the shocked eyes of Fu Yang and Xiong Ye, and fell all over the ground.

A grey smoke suddenly appeared in the air and then disappeared suddenly.

And at such a moment, Fu Yang felt inexplicably being peeped, as if someone had seen it!

Master Xiong next to him suddenly looked at him, and a memory flashed in his mind, as if he had remembered something.

"The grass! It's broken! Boy Fu, we've done something stupid."

"What's wrong?" Fu Yang also felt something was wrong.

"The Wuji Bone Order is similar to the ID card of the members of the Ten Thousand Gods. The token levels owned by members of different levels are also different. But even the lowest-level Bone Spirit is one-to-one with the owner and cannot be obtained by others. When the owner of the Wuji Bone Order dies, the news will be transmitted back to the group they belong to. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they will be known by the deceased leader because of the secret technique above! At the same time, the person who comes into contact with the token will also have a unique aura on his body. It is like being marked, and from then on, you will be targeted by the Ten Thousand Gods..."

Master Xiong said a lot of secrets about this Wuji Dust Bone Spirit.

Fu Yang's face turned dark when he heard this, and he couldn't help but swear.
Chapter completed!