Chapter 142 You are still far behind when you compare yourself to me!
"Elder brother, it is not right for you to kill homeless souls indiscriminately. Fellow Daoist Cheng stepped in to stop it for your own good. If you start a fight because of this, you will be a little ignorant."
Compared to Simu, Qianhe and others, the undisguised words of Junior Sister Zhe Gu were undoubtedly extremely harsh.
But Shi Jian didn't dare to get angry and scolded his junior sister.
Because people in the divination lineage are very narrow-minded, and the junior sister is favored by the patriarch of the divination lineage. If you complain casually, the grandmaster will come up from underground and beat him up.
Still using the soul whip!
He didn't want to experience the feeling of having his soul pulled out and whipped severely by his master.
The feeling was so uncomfortable.
"Little sister, senior brother is just curious about how fellow Taoist's iron spear can suck away thunder and lightning. There is no need to go to war. You guys have all misunderstood."
Shi Jian showed himself to be studious and eager to learn.
I couldn't see through Cheng Long's strength, so I was extremely afraid of him.
Unexpectedly, this boy turned out to be the leader of the Cheng Family Army, which forced him to give in.
"Didn't Aaron say that? This is the phenomenon of tip discharge. When it rains, doesn't lightning like to hit sharp things?"
When Cheng Long heard these words, his expression was slightly surprised.
He did not expect that Gu Gu's understanding was so strong that she could explain the phenomenon of tip discharge in an easy-to-understand way when Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu and others were confused.
Shi Jian suddenly realized what he said.
When he was practicing Lightning Running Fist in the past, he realized that it was far easier to induce thunder and temper the body by running up the mountain to practice boxing than staying at the foot of the mountain.
He didn't understand it before, but now he understands.
If you stand out, you will be struck by lightning!
Hemu Xiu is bound to be destroyed by Lin Feng!
"Gu Gu, you are still smart."
Cheng Long gave a thumbs up and praised from the bottom of his heart.
The quite heroic Aunt Sue immediately held her head high, as proud as a peacock.
However, the nutritional cabin was too barren to attract the attention of men. No wonder he had been chasing Uncle Jiu for so many years but failed to capture him.
He didn't believe Uncle Jiu could bear it if he changed it to one that was nutritious.
The farce came to an end.
Shi Jian, who had lost his face, stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the group of junior brothers arresting the lonely ghosts running around, with a cold light flashing from time to time in his eyes.
"Zheng!"
Cheng Long suddenly pulled out his long spear, and the iron spear tempered by thunder and lightning made a clanging sound.
The touch is indeed different. It actually contains a trace of thunder and lightning power, which has a restraining effect on evil things. With a little sacrifice, it can transform into a magical weapon like the Peach Wood Sword.
But this thing can only deal with ordinary goods.
If you were a female ghost like Xiaoli, she would fuck you and shake you, all to give you face.
Generally, it is difficult to damage it.
After all, when Xiaoli resisted Shi Jian's furious Lightning Thunder Fist in the movie, her whole body trembled and her soul became weak.
Much better than his teacher Bai.
Bai Ling's strength is actually growing at a very slow rate. It only took three years to train from a small ghost or an evil ghost to a powerful ghost. If she takes another step further, she will become a ghost.
Above the ghost demon is the ghost king.
Xiaoli should be a ghost evil spirit, and the probability of being a ghost king is extremely low.
"Dad, his gun is pretty good, can you help me grab it?" Shi Shaojian looked longingly at the iron gun in Cheng Long's hand.
"Promising!"
Shi Jian turned around and glared at his son, and said angrily: "It's just an ordinary iron gun. Even if it has a trace of lightning power, it can only threaten ordinary ghosts. Why are you trying to steal this thing?"
“It’s already great!”
Shi Shaojian muttered softly.
Although he always looks very powerful with his hands behind his back, in fact, when encountering evil spirits with a little experience, they may stumble and fall to the ground.
His strength, not to mention comparable to Fei Bao, could not even be compared to A Hai, the second disciple of Uncle Jiu.
"Go back."
Shi Jian was so angry at this hopeless son that he blew his beard and stared at him. Before leaving, he did not forget to take a look at Cheng Long and made sure to inquire about it when he returned.
If Marshal Cheng, who lives in Pucheng, is really the fellow Taoist Cheng in front of him, then the face lost tonight will be attributed to the second junior brother Lin Fengjiao.
Anyway, they have always been at odds.
But if the other party is not a handsome man, then don't blame him for being cruel.
Don't blame him for bullying.
The commander really can’t afford to offend him.
If he offends the commander, the Maoshan ancestral court may be plowed by artillery. Even if he has the skills to rub lightning with his hands, he will not be able to withstand the continuous artillery fire. Once the magic weapon and magic power are all exhausted, he will be shattered to pieces by any one of the cannons. .
As soon as Shi Jian and his son left, Uncle Jiu and his team caught up all the ghosts in the innate Bagua formation.
Later, Cheng Long declined Uncle Jiu's banquet on the grounds that he didn't like supper at night. The brothers came all the way to help collect the ghosts, and afterwards he was sure that Uncle Jiu would treat them to a feast.
They even gave each person a big red envelope to bear the traveling expenses of the juniors.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, two scammers, made things worse for Uncle Jiu who was already not wealthy...
"Bah, black and white, bah, boys and girls!"
After leaving the hillside where the formation was set up and preparing to go to the zombie forest to kill, Cheng Long suddenly had a whim and suddenly shouted out the secret code agreed between Xiaoli, Qiu Sheng and Wencai in "Zombie Supreme".
The next moment, a cold light flashed out of thin air. Xiaoli, a cute female ghost wearing a purple double-breasted skirt, walked up to Cheng Long and said in surprise: "Hey~~ weren't you the Taoist priest just now? How did you know that Qiu Sheng and I were together? The agreed code? ”
This female ghost is not afraid of life at all.
Very courageous. Cheng Long smiled and poked her arm, "Yes, her body is warmer than my teacher Bai's, not so cold..."
"You're such a slut, you just poked me without asking. You're going too far!" Xiaoli's face turned red with embarrassment, and she poked herself as soon as they met. Did the female ghost deserve to be poked?
The more Xiaoli thought about it, the angrier she became. Her hair moved automatically without wind, and her fingernails grew longer little by little.
Cheng Long's eyes flickered, and he suddenly released a strong demonic aura. The demonic aura was like substance, deep black and bitingly cold. It spread instantly and enveloped everything around him.
This demonic energy, carrying the aura of destruction and despair, invaded the depths of Xiaoli's soul without mercy, making her shudder.
Her exquisite ghost body trembled uncontrollably.
"Compared with my fierceness, you are still far behind!"
Cheng Long raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stared at Xiaoli with a fake look.
"..."
Xiaoli smiled and did not dare to speak.
Her nails had retracted at this time, and her hair no longer stopped moving.
She looked timid, like a little wife who had done something wrong, with her head hanging down, ready to be beaten by a tough husband.
"Come here."
Cheng Long hooked his hand.
Xiaoli, who was wrapped in demonic energy and had no way to escape, had no choice but to walk over.
Cheng Long hooked her waist with one hand, lifted her chin with the other, and said coldly: "I'm going to poke you, do I still want to ask for your opinion?"
"Sir, you can poke me whenever you want, without asking for my opinion."
Xiaoli was so scared that she cried. She originally thought that Cheng Long, a handsome little Taoist priest, would be as lustful and admiring of her as Qiu Sheng was, and he was particularly easy to tease.
Who knew that this man turned out to be an out-and-out demon. When he was angry, the demonic energy he released was more terrifying than some ghosts and gods she had ever seen!
"You seem very unhappy."
Cheng Long stared at Xiaoli.
He just hugged the other person's waist and didn't do anything excessive.
Because Xiaoli is not a vicious thing, she is just playful.
It's okay to pretend to be frightening, but it's against his code of conduct to bully someone.
"No, I am very happy. Look, sir, there is a smile on my face."
Xiaoli forced out an ugly smile, her delicate body trembling non-stop.
"It's harder to laugh than to cry."
Cheng Long let go of Xiaoli pretending to be disgusted and asked: "Where is the zombie forest?"
"Twenty miles east."
"Take me there."
Cheng Long withdrew the demonic energy that enveloped everything around him.
"Yes, my lord."
Xiaoli regained her freedom and did not escape.
Because she is afraid!
The ghost's ability to flash was limited by distance and would leave traces. Although ordinary people could not detect it, she did not think that the demon cultivator in front of her could not detect it either.
Therefore, she behaved quite submissively and did not need Cheng Long to control her with ghost exorcism, just like a little maid who sold herself into a landlord's house.
Under the leadership of Xiaoli, Cheng Long soon came to the Zombie Forest, which was once a den of bandits. Later, the group of bandits was betrayed, and they all held their breath when they died. The most unconvinced was the bandit leader.
Therefore, this group of robbers all turned into zombies, and the robber den became a coffin mountain.
Cheng Long was lucky enough to catch it. When he arrived, the zombies just woke up. They all opened the coffin lid and jumped out.
Their bodies were twisted, their faces were pale, they were wearing tattered clothes, and they exuded an aura of decay.
Their eyes flashed red, as if driven by some kind of force, they slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.
When the moon showed its face from the clouds, the soft moonlight shone on the mountain forest, and the zombies stepped forward one after another and knelt down on the top of the mountain in order.
Then he clasped his hands together, his body trembling slightly, knelt down and prayed to the bright moon in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the faces of the zombies looked more ferocious and terrifying, but their movements were surprisingly consistent, and they made low roars...
During this mysterious ceremony, the entire mountain forest was filled with a strange and solemn atmosphere.
The scene of a group of people worshiping the moon seems like a surreal picture, which makes people shudder.
But Cheng Long enjoyed watching it.
"My lord, what do you want to do to them?"
Xiaoli approached Cheng Long and asked.
At first she was afraid of Cheng Long, but when she recalled the whole process of being frightened, except for being forcibly hugged around the waist, no other part of her body was touched.
Based on her understanding of the ghost kings, if she fell in love with a female ghost, she would either eat her alive or commit suicide. How could she be as gentle as Cheng Long?
Gradually, she became less afraid.
"Of course I'll kill them, otherwise I'll keep them for the New Year!" Cheng Long smiled coldly and handed the spear to Xiaoli: "Hold it for me, the spear is not easy to use."
"Oh~~" Xiaoli nodded obediently and took the iron gun that contained a hint of thunder and lightning power, as if nothing was wrong,
The next moment, Cheng Long appeared and rushed into the zombies. He grabbed a shining red Miao knife out of thin air and slashed at the three zombies in front of him with their backs to him.
Chichichi......
Three hideous-looking zombie heads soared into the sky.
"Roar~~"
Several nearby zombies noticed this scene and roared angrily one after another, baring their teeth and pounced towards him.
However, their anger is destined to be useless. With Cheng Long's current strength and speed, there is no need to use magic power at all to deal with such a group of low-strength white zombies. A magic knife is enough.
He killed this nest of zombies as gracefully as a butterfly dancing in the flowers, and he was mesmerized by the sight of Xiaoli.
(End of chapter)