Wu Qiudao's consciousness gradually faded, and everything around him was pitch black. Only the fast-running bat monsters were shaking in his eyes, making strange and piercing sounds.
Pheasant Taoist, with his cloak rolled horizontally, flew gracefully into the sky and followed not far behind the group of ghosts. When one of the ghosts noticed the tail coming behind him, several ghosts separated from the large group and rushed towards him.
He laughed, took out a whistle made of silver and meteorite iron from his arms, blew the whistle, and then recited a mantra: "Everyone uses his soul to capture the soul. If there is more gold, wood will be insufficient; the saint uses his soul to transport the soul."
, If there is more than enough wood, there will be insufficient gold. The soul hides in the soul, and the soul wanders around the soul. I call you, and carry me on your back!"
Several sky ghosts trembled and stopped in place, as if frightened by the sharp whistle.
Pheasant Taoist Master Pheasant Chicken was overjoyed when he saw this, he held up the Nuo noodles on his face, and then blew the whistle hard. As expected, the effect was stronger. A ghost shook his head, looked at the army hesitantly, and then flew to Pheasant Pheasant Monkey King.
, bowed his head in submission.
The other few sky ghosts seemed to have suddenly woken up and flew back to the main army, like a little girl running away from bad guys, fluttering their wings and screaming.
Before the pheasant Taoist could feel complacent, he saw more ghosts flying out from the army of ghosts. Like a torrent from a waterfall, they quickly crashed into the pheasant Taoist.
The Pheasant Taoist did not have an indestructible shell like Wu Qiudao, so he was directly torn apart by countless ghosts using their sharp claws and insect beaks, and then bit the wound to suck blood.
Pheasant Taoist's Nuo noodles slowly floated down from the sky, and his body, which had been sucked into a mummy, also fell straight down, leaving only one sentence: "I was careless!"
Xuanzhenzi Wang Qiao, who had been observing, slapped him on the face. He was really embarrassed. He was obviously very angry at Taoist Pheasant's behavior.
With a "click", the mask fell to the ground and was stepped on by a black-toed boot.
"Hey, the more are bullying the less!" A figure crushed the Nuo noodles under his feet and taunted Magu, Zhang Tianshi, Zixiao Zhenren and other righteous giants not far away.
Todd raised his eyes and saw that he was a slender man with an extremely handsome face and an unhealthy pale skin. His hair was shawl-length and he had two horns on his forehead. He didn't look like a Yan Yi.
"Who is this?" Todd asked around, but after Taoist Pheasant left, no one else was interested in introducing him to the identity of the visitor. Of course, it's possible that they didn't know it either.
The visitor was wearing retro blue-black Xuanfu, and on his head was a corrugated jade crown for tying his hair. He held up a long, thin sword and said with a smile: "Why do you Chinese Xuanmen always do things?"
So ungrateful?"
Magu's face was gloomy: "Wu Ran, today's matter has nothing to do with Yelang Kingdom, please don't interfere!"
Everyone was startled and started whispering. After Tao De listened carefully, he realized that this was the mysterious King of Yelang, King Wuran of Ge Tianshi!
In ancient times, the wilderness was full of major clans. The Kinnara tribe once established the Getian Kingdom and ruled the vast land. Later, it gradually declined. Now it can only be trapped in Guizhou and calls itself the Yelang Kingdom.
The Yelang people were defeated by the Yan ancestors and declined, so they had constant friction with the Central Plains Dynasty. As early as when Wu Zhou conquered Zhou, the Yelang people participated in the alliance with the Pu, Yong and other tribes collectively known as "Baipu". During the Warring States Period, they
At war with Chu State, he was called "Elf".
During the Western Han Dynasty, King Xingtong of the Yelang Kingdom coerced 22 surrounding cities to rebel against the Han Dynasty. They were defeated by the Han army and the capital was destroyed. From then on, the Yelang Kingdom stopped raising troops and lived in the mountains and fields with few people.
But from time to time there would still be sporadic news of the appearance of Yelang elves. It was not until twenty years ago that after the contemporary king of Yelang, King Wuran, ascended the throne, he entrusted the major affairs of the country to his ministers and wandered alone in the middle-earth.
King Wu Ran is not from the Yan race, and is different from the customs of the Tang Dynasty. However, his sword skills are so superb that he can hardly find an opponent in the world. Therefore, he behaves both righteously and evilly, all according to his own will, which makes people hate him.
The martial arts of the Tang Dynasty gave King Wuran the nickname "Evil King" and placed him on the "Dragon List" on the Dragon, Tiger, Snake and Insect Heroes list.
Now that they saw Magu and others facing a formidable enemy, people in the martial arts world finally woke up. No wonder this "evil king" Wu Ran is the invincible master in the world. It turns out that he is a swordsman from the spiritual world who came down to bully the warriors!
Wuranxiejun laughed at Magu: "That's wrong! What happened today has a lot to do with me!"
"Back then, our country, Yelang, fought against the Middle-earth with a small territory and did not fall behind at all. It was you, the Xuanmen of the Middle-earth, who used God's will to intervene in the battle, and the Yelang army was completely defeated, and even the country was lost!"
"Nowadays, the people of the Tang Dynasty are suffering, and rebels are everywhere. You, a group of cultivators who are flying in the sky and hiding from the earth, are still suppressing the mortal rebels. It really makes people laugh!"
Magu glanced at the people around her and signaled them to take action quickly.
Master Zixiao gritted his teeth and recited a spell in his mouth, trying to get the group of heavenly ghosts to come out in batches to confront the Wuran Evil Lord, but after chanting for a long time, none of the heavenly ghosts responded.
Then everyone raised their heads and looked up to the sky.
High in the sky, the wind is fierce.
Wu Qiudao had been knocked dizzy, and the thin air almost made him suffocate. It was already pitch black in front of him, and he was unable to think.
The endless attacks of the heavenly ghosts broke through the illusion that Wu Qiudao had set for himself. They tore and bit off bloody scales one after another. Wu Qiudao's figure gradually elongated, his face began to twist, and his eyeballs bulged.
The mandible is split and the gill slit is opened.
After the scales were torn off, the fleshy skin was next, followed by tendons and minced flesh.
Blood flowed into the trachea, causing Wu Qiudao to cough.
The severe pain made him look hideous even in a coma.
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
Piercing screams came intermittently from the black clouds surrounded by ghosts.
Wu Qiudao died.
The corpse was eaten, and the splattered blood flowed down the gaps between the sky ghosts, mixed with the suspended clouds, dyeing the clouds a bloody color, and combined with the brilliant sunset, it was incredibly beautiful.
wake up.
Then suffocated.
Coma, and then die again.
This is a group of natural killing monsters, even a combination of crows, moles, vultures, ants and rotting corpses cannot compare.
They don't know why this prey never dies, and they don't know why they are still so hungry even after eating so much meat, but they know that they have to keep eating.
Greed, hunger, anger, intoxication, violence, malice, all kinds of evil emotions filled the small heads of the heavenly ghosts.
Until even they themselves were contaminated with a terrifying aura coming from their prey.
It was an indescribable, indescribable, indescribable feeling, as if even the world itself was scolding and rejecting them. It was difficult for them to understand how the prey persisted in surviving without going crazy when surrounded by this kind of aura.
.
They were frightened and began to pray to the Lord of the Deep Sky and Star Sea to protect them, but what came back was only disgust and rage.
It's a curse!
The curse on this prey is passed on to them!
The hunting ghosts screamed and ran away. They didn't know how this terrible curse came about, but they knew they should stay away from this terrible monster spreading the curse!