Chapter 196 I still like your unruly look!
"Humph, you want to swallow me? Then it depends on whether your teeth are hard." Cheng Long's eyes were like a torch, and his mental power was surging through the mountains like a rushing river, and he locked onto Wu Ming.
"My teeth can even crush your bones..." Wu Ming's greedy eyes were full of fierceness. His right hand pointed to the sky, and his five fingers seemed to grab something, and he pulled it down suddenly.
The next moment, the rolling magic clouds in the sky poured down like a waterfall, and surged like the Yellow River bursting its banks. In the blink of an eye, a faint gleam of night was visible, and then it was shrouded by the magic clouds that reached the sky and the earth, making it impossible to see even one's fingers. .
Within this demonic cloud, countless lonely ghosts are wandering. Most of their eyes glowed red, and they carried gusts of sinister wind as they passed by.
They are all fierce ghosts, evil spirits, and even thousand-year-old ghost kings!
There are also many skeletons and undead in armor, all of them are very ghostly. If Bai Ling were here, she would be torn to pieces by these ghosts soon.
But the most numerous women are all kinds of women, all with graceful figures and plump figures, some with animal heads and bodies, some with human bodies and snake tails, all naked...
There is no doubt that these are all women from all walks of life who suffered all kinds of insults from the Wutong God before their death, and whose souls were rejected after death.
"Sir, we can handle these undead armies, don't be distracted."
Bai Susu's voice suddenly came to mind. This fox fairy sister was really considerate of Renyi. It was obvious that the three sisters were dealing with it very awkwardly, but they still didn't want Cheng Long to be distracted.
Their strength is actually not bad. However, Wu Ming activated his power and acted like this, causing the three of them to fall into the Senluo Demon Realm, and their magic power was severely suppressed.
"It looks like a quick victory is coming."
Just as he was thinking about it, a strange baby appeared in the void. From head to toe, this ghost baby was no different from an ordinary person. The strange thing was that he had three adult arms on each elbow. Adding up the left and right, there are six in total; the bars can move and do not hinder each other.
Each of the six hands of this strange baby is holding a different magic weapon. Electric arcs are flowing on its body, its eyes are glowing green, and its mouth is letting out a scary smile.
"Hee hee, big brother, your body is so strong and you will grow taller and bigger. If you swallow it, I can grow taller and bigger too..."
"Disgusting stuff!"
Cheng Long didn't wait for the strange baby to finish speaking, and suddenly swung the magic sword, drawing a sharp sword energy in the air, and with the force of thunder, he instantly killed the strange baby!
At that moment, it was as if time had frozen, and only the sharp sound of sword energy piercing the air could be heard.
In the face of this powerful force, the strange ghost baby was unable to resist, and its six-armed body instantly collapsed in the sword energy and dissipated into a burst of black smoke.
Almost at the same time, another ghost and god sprang out from the left. This ghost and god had a black snake wrapped around its waist. It was completely black, its feet were in black water, and its back molars could be seen from the corners of its grinning mouth.
Each tooth is like a sharp saw tooth. The appearance is quite deceiving.
However, Cheng Long was not that leisurely and elegant. He admired all kinds of evil spirits in the Demon Realm and disappeared with a swish sound. Every time he flashed, he would take away the life of an evil ghost. The magic knife in his hand was shining with a strange red light.
……
After counting the interest.
"Sister, there seem to be fewer evil spirits in the Demon Realm. They were attacking us overwhelmingly just now. Why are there so many fewer in the blink of an eye?" Huahua, holding a sword, said breathlessly.
Whoosh!
A strong wind passed by, and the several ghost spirits that had just appeared behind Huahua and tried to attack them turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
"It's brother-in-law!"
Huahua was overjoyed and suddenly realized.
After spending a day hiking with her brother-in-law, she was very familiar with Cheng Long's pleasant masculine scent.
"Don't be careless. There are still many evil spirits in Wutong's demonic realm. Come closer to me."
Bai Susu's voice was obviously much more relaxed than before.
Before this, she had never thought that her man would be a demon cultivator. He was not affected by the demonic realm of Wutong Shen.
In just such a short time, most of the fierce ghosts and ghosts in the Demon Realm were reduced, and even a few ghost kings lost their breath.
"Sister, the young master is so fast, I can't even catch him with my spiritual sense..." Feifei sighed as she came to the eldest sister after killing a ghost.
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back. Wutong can't sit still anymore."
"..."
While the women were talking, Wu Ming, who had wanted to rely on the undead army to consume Cheng Long's magic power, couldn't bear it anymore and showed up.
"Boy, I underestimated you!"
Wu Ming didn't show up at first. He was an undead soul in the Demon Realm. Even if he was killed, he could still be reborn.
But he never expected that the soul marks in the soul-gathering flag of the undead killed by Cheng Long would dissipate.
In just a dozen breaths, more than 60% of the more than 800 undead souls released were lost.
This is not bad, if Cheng Long continues to kill them, not even one of them can be taken back alive.
The ghosts in the Soul-Gathering Banner are ghost species that he spent hundreds of years and traveled all over the country to collect. Each of them has a unique talent.
It hurts even if one of them dies, let alone losing four or five hundred of them all at once!
"There are many things you can't expect!"
A ray of spiritual power soared into the sky, rushing towards the Wutong God like a huge wave. This time, Cheng Long didn't hold back anymore. With full firepower, the surging mental impact made the Wutong Shen groan and his body shook. Light green blood flowed out of his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears. Every inch of his body Crack...
"How, how could this happen?"
Wutong Shen, who was suddenly hit hard, was horrified and looked in disbelief.
He couldn't figure it out. He was a demon god, but his soul was almost collapsed by the mental impact of a young demon cultivator. Even his body was cracked by the mental power of the mental impact.
Just when he was surprised...
Cheng Long's eyes shone brightly, and a majestic demonic energy burst out from his body. In the void, it turned into substance, like strands of black silk threads, condensed into handfuls of golden hair several feet long. Big knife.
Upon closer inspection, there are more than three hundred.
On each golden sword, there seems to be an eternal and immortal chilling aura.
"Go!"
Cheng Long waved his hand, and the flying knives whizzed towards the undead around them as if they were guided. Every flying knife carries a powerful demonic energy. Wherever it passes, wails are everywhere. Those ghosts and aliens wandering in the demonic realm let out shrill screams one after another, and then turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the air. .
But in the blink of an eye, in the Senluo Demon Realm created by Wutong God, only Cheng Long, Wutong God Wu Ming, and the three Linghu sisters were left. The other ghosts, ghosts, and ghost kings all received box lunches and transformed into Waves of warmth poured into Cheng Long's body, becoming the nourishment for him to become stronger.
And this is just the beginning...
Hundreds of flying knives condensed from the demonic energy, after clearing away the evil spirits in the demonic realm, the demonic swords flying all over the sky rolled up like a violent storm and attacked the Wutong God, whose body was cracked every inch.
This is the demon version of Wan Jian Guizong that Cheng Long imitated in Fengyun comics. The sword is as powerful as a dragon and extremely sharp.
Just a meeting.
The cracked demonic body of Wutong Shen was cut into pieces of flesh by the demonic knives that came one after another, and light green blood poured out like a torrential rain.
"Dead, dead?"
In the distance, the three sisters Bai Susu, Huahua and Feifei were observing this scene with their spiritual senses. Their eyes were wide open as the boss, the majestic five-pass demon, was actually killed by Mr. Cheng like this?
"Sister, why do I feel that my brother-in-law is more fierce than the Wutong God! The attacks came one after another, one blow after another, as continuous as the torrential river, and the Wutong God was unable to fight back."
Huahua said with admiration.
She has a fiery personality and likes to use force to solve problems, but because of this, her love for the strong is far greater than that of two sworn sisters.
Cheng Long's unreserved mental shock just now, even if it was not directed at them, still made their hearts palpitate. It seemed that if they were not careful, their souls would be defeated by this majestic mental shock and they would turn into stupid fox monsters.
The thousands of knives that followed were even more powerful, killing all the evil spirits in the Demon Realm with one move.
"Don't be too happy too early. The demon realm is still there, and Wutong is not dead yet!" Bai Susu looked solemn. What Cheng Long had just destroyed was only the physical body of Wutong God, and the soul has not yet been annihilated.
Cheng Long obviously also realized this problem. After destroying the body of Wutong Shen, the killing technique did not absorb the opponent's essence.
But in his consciousness induction, Wutong Shen indeed disappeared.
"Strange, where has the God of Five Powers gone? Could it be that this is just his human clone and his true body is still in the underworld?"
Thinking of this, Cheng Long couldn't help but frown.
If this is the case, then if he kills the human incarnation of Wutong God, the Liangzi knot will become bigger, and Mochou, Susu and others will be in danger.
"No, it's just a country evil god, how can he have any human incarnation? Wu Ming is Wu Tong, Wu Tong is Wu Ming..."
"The sequel to Liaozhai Yantan tells it clearly. After Wutong was killed by Xuan Gyu, the demon body was destroyed, leaving only a little demon desire floating in the three realms, and finally possessed another demon god."
Cheng Long didn't believe that the Wutong Shen, who could be easily killed by the Laoshan Taoist, had the ability to escape from under his nose. There must be a reason why he never absorbed the opponent's soul by killing him.
The next moment.
The spiritual consciousness spread overwhelmingly in all directions.
In the end, he still found nothing. It wasn't until his focus fell on the soul-gathering flag on the ground that he suddenly realized it.
The magic weapon of Wutong Shen is connected with the opponent's mind. The moment the demon body is destroyed, it is not impossible for the soul to escape into it.
Picking up the Soul Gathering Flag, as expected, the energy fluctuations of Wutong Shen came from it.
"I'm just telling you! How could a mere obscene priest to the evil god have the ability to escape from under my nose? It turned out that he hid in the Soul Gathering Banner and didn't dare to make a sound!"
The outpouring of spiritual power poured into the Soul Gathering Banner like a tide, forcibly breaking through the restrictions one after another. Seeing that the last layer of restrictions was about to be broken, the horrified shouts of the Wutong God came from within the Soul Gathering Banner. .
"Senior, please wait~~"
Wu Ming, the Wutong God who knew that he could not escape, took the initiative to get out of the banner, knelt on the ground in fear, and begged: "Senior, Xiao Wu knows that he is wrong, he really knows that he is wrong! Please give Xiao Wu Given a chance to survive, Xiao Wu is willing to be a slave and loyal to you for the rest of his life.”
Looking at the Wutong God who was kneeling and surrendering, Cheng Long secretly shook his head and sighed: "Wutong, you know, I actually prefer your unruly look!"
"..."
Wu Ming smiled and lowered his head, not daring to reply.
(End of chapter)