Looking at Ying Gou in front of me, I felt like speaking out.
It's not that he is afraid of fear, although he is very powerful now, so powerful that I can't even imagine.
What's more, it's the disgust in my heart. You have to know that the body now belongs to me, and I can't accept myself becoming like that.
It was no longer human at all, more like a demon god from the abyss of hell.
When I think about how I ended up like this that day when I was dealing with the Earth Master, I can't help but feel cold in my heart. This should be Ying Gou's true face.
The master of the underworld sea,
The devil, one of the four ancestors of zombies!
He is in my body, and with his strength, he wants to take my body, or even completely replace me. There is no problem at all, but why has he been hiding in my body and not taken my body?
I thought of the battle at the bottom of the Netherworld Sea, the battle between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Ying Gou, who has boundless Dharma.
He must have been defeated back then, but he was not completely wiped out. Instead, he escaped from the underworld and hid in the earth.
Then the reason why he has been hiding in my body should be because he is afraid that the people in the underworld will know his whereabouts, and I am just his host.
Although it is hard to accept, this should be the fact.
I just don’t know why this guy chose me.
"Although that guy hasn't fully woken up yet, I can't beat him now." Ying Gou looked at me and said calmly.
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. Although the thing outside is the Ghost King of Hungry Dog Ridge, you, Ying Gou, are the master of the Netherworld Sea in the underworld. How could you not even defeat him?
I suspect this guy is lying to me.
"Don't look at me with this look. I was injured too badly by that bald donkey, leaving only a trace of my soul. Although a thousand years have passed, my strength is still far from restored, not even half of what it was back then.
You can't beat that guy." Ying Gou said.
I couldn't help but take a breath when I heard his words. I could clearly feel how powerful he was, but this was only half of his strength. How powerful should he have been back then?
But these problems are not important now. The most important thing now is that the ghost king outside is about to wake up, and Lao Dao and Xiao Bai are in danger!
"What should we do?" I looked at him and asked helplessly.
"Then it's up to you." He looked at me with a smile.
I was stunned for a moment when I heard what he said. He is many times stronger than me. Even he can't beat that guy. What can I do?
"The head outside is his remnant body. His soul is now hiding in Qingniu Mountain, of course in the barrier he set up himself. His body and soul have not yet merged. Go and hold him back.
Soul, let me get rid of his body." Ying Gou said to me.
I was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed. You have to know that that thing is a ghost king-level existence. Even if it is just a ray of soul, it is not something I can deal with. Besides, I am only a ray of ghost now. How can I deal with him?
"I...I'm afraid I can't beat him." I said helplessly.
"Don't worry, you are the winner, you won't let yourself die like this." He said and laughed arrogantly.
I can't figure out what this guy means. He is clearly the winner, but he insists on saying that I am the winner. Could it be that this guy is a little crazy?
"Go quickly, your friends will probably die if it's too late," he continued.
Hearing his words, I frowned, no longer hesitated, turned around and walked out.
When I came to the square, I saw that all the ghosts that originally gathered in the square had disappeared, even the blond girl was gone.
I knew it wasn't that they were gone, but that they were swallowed by that thing.
Those little devils didn't know how they discovered his remains back then, and then set up a formation here in an attempt to wake it up. After so many years of raising ghosts, that guy is finally waking up, and those ghosts are just trying to wake him up.
Just food.
At this time, there was only the Japanese magician in the square, and the huge skull was gone. There was a huge figure in its original position, like a hill.
There was a thick mist surrounding that figure, and it was impossible to see his face clearly, but the violent aura on his body made people shudder.
I know he is the Ghost King of Hungry Dog Ridge, and judging from the situation, his body and soul are about to be completely integrated!
"This...what the hell is this!"
At this time, Lao Dao and Xiao Bai had also arrived at the square, and couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at the huge figure.
The old man was shocked and immediately inserted his hand into his crotch. Xiaobai looked at the figure and clenched his fists. Behind him, Xu Yang was holding up a gun, sweat dripping from his head.
As a police officer, seeing this scene was really shocking.
Only Deadpool on the side looked up at the tall figure, his eyes rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Japanese man noticed them and was babbling about something he didn't know what to say.
Although Xiaobai has always been as docile as a kitten in front of me, she is a zombie after all and has strong strength.
She knew that I couldn't get out now because of the huge figure of the Japanese in front of me, so Xiaobai rushed over without hesitation and punched the Japanese.
The Japanese man came up to him with a squeaking sound.
Xiaobai didn't hesitate and punched him directly on the head, hitting his head an exaggerated amount.
If he were a normal person, Xiaobai's punch would be enough to blow his head off, but that Japanese was not a normal person. To be precise, he was not a human at all, but a ghost.
So even though his head and neck were beaten to a terrifying degree, they returned to normal in an instant, just like a piece of plasticine.
After returning to normal, the Japanese screamed and looked extremely angry.
Xiaobai raised his hand and glanced at his fist. He didn't expect that his punch had no effect on this guy at all. This made the female zombie completely angry and kept punching him.
In the blink of an eye, the Japanese man received countless punches, and his body kept twisting. However, it was obvious that Xiaobai's attacks could not hurt him at all, because the guy's body was not made of flesh and blood.
"Baga!" The Japanese who had received countless punches from Xiaobai cursed.
The next moment, he opened his mouth, and a red snake-like shadow came out of his mouth, instantly changing into the shape of a person and blocking Xiaobai's next punch.
boom!
After the huge noise, the red figure was punched to pieces by Xiao Bai, and turned into strands of residual soul floating around.
"So annoying!"
Looking at the Japanese, the fire in Xiaobai's heart suddenly arose. She was a zombie, and even ordinary ghosts could not withstand her fist.
But the guy in front of me is as annoying as a piece of plasticine. He can't be beaten and broken, and he can't be torn apart. This really makes Xiaobai very angry.
"You evil beast, look at the Taoist talisman!"
The old man behind him yelled, stretched out his right hand from his crotch, held a piece of talisman paper between his fingers, and threw it towards the Japanese.
"boom!"
The yellow talisman turned into a fire dragon, which immediately hit the Japanese, and then turned into a ball of fire.
"idiot!"
The fireball dispersed, and the Japanese let out a cry of pain. Under the attack of the talisman, his figure seemed a bit dim.
Lao Dao's talisman paper is an evil-breaking talisman with seven runes, which is more effective in dealing with ghosts than Xiaobai's fists.
It's like playing a game. The thing that the ghost is least afraid of is physical attacks, so Xiaobai's fists won't do much damage to him.
But Lao Dao's talisman paper is different. This thing is the nemesis of the evil spirit. The most important thing is that Lao Dao's talisman paper was drawn by the Maoshan master who adopted him. It has seven talismans on it, which are powerful evil spirits.
symbol.
"Chiliwala..."
After being hit by Lao Dao's talisman, the Japanese screamed angrily, and then rushed towards Lao Dao.
But before he could make any move, a huge hand fell from the air and grabbed his body.
It was a black palm, extremely huge, with dark skin, carrying a streak of Yin Qi, with long hair growing on it, and curved blue-black nails. It was the palm of the Ghost King.
The ghost of the Japanese was caught by this palm, and he had no time to resist and was directly lifted up.
I looked up and saw the ghost king opening his big mouth and swallowing the Japanese ghost in one gulp.
