Zhang Sanling is right, everyone has their own story and their own difficulties. So you should never use your own thoughts to speculate on others.
Yes, Wu Shishi is such a person.
But it was said that most of the monster zombies had been eaten, and the rest were either trembling in fear or scurrying around like headless flies, trying to find a way out.
As a result, Wu Shishi appeared at this time and took up the banner of the fierce ghosts.
He first gathered the remaining seven or eight ghost city lords around him, and then favored the seven Buddha corpses. With them as the backbone, some crazy ghosts and zombies quickly gathered together.
Like a snowball, this small circle continues to expand. People are united, and there is mutual care. Although from time to time there are ghosts who rush over and take away one or two fierce ghosts, they still stand firm.
Got into position.
Suddenly, someone sighed: "Wu Shishi, Wu Shishi. Hehe, if he can get out alive today, he will definitely be the only one who follows his lead in the twelve underground ghost cities!"
That's right, Wu Shishi is really amazing both in terms of his methods and in uniting people's hearts. It is said that only heroes can emerge in troubled times, and now Wu Shishi is the guy among the fierce ghosts who can turn the tide.
If he could escape alive today, his achievements would probably not be inferior to those of the fallen king!
As soon as the voice fell, two figures suddenly appeared on the rostrum. One on the left and one on the right, each holding a stick and knife. Standing in the middle was Ying Tianming wearing a yellow hat.
Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua are very capable, and their reputations in the circle have become more and more popular in recent years. No matter what kind of difficult things they encounter, as long as anyone appears, they can easily catch them and turn the danger into safety.
Now the two of them join forces to deal with a certain fate, and everyone's eyes are filled with anticipation.
Although the men and women of the underworld and their men were causing a lot of trouble, the real culprit was Ying Tianming. It was he who planned the life-and-death banquet and used the life-and-death dishes as an excuse to trigger an exorcism of life and death in the country.
Humans and demons.
It was also he who made the plan to treat all these exorcists and fierce ghosts as a dish, a dish to be fed to the underworld.
If he dies, the men and women of the underworld will definitely be in chaos. By then, if Deputy Commander Di Ming and Wu Shisi cooperate well, it will not be impossible to deal with these evil spirits.
Although he was surrounded by two great masters, Ying Tianming not only did not panic at all, but still looked at them with a smile. Suddenly there was a loud noise, but two more people fell on the rostrum.
One is the angry Zhou Dingguo, and the other is naturally me.
Zhou Dingguo had a bad temper and said angrily: "The man in charge of life, the underworld man, is cruel and devouring yin and yang. If he is released, it will be equivalent to releasing a group of savage beasts! What did Mr. Tianzi explain back then? Have you forgotten all about it?"
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Ying Tianming tilted his head and glanced at him, and said strangely: "Huh? Didn't you forget who you are on purpose? Since you forgot, why did you get involved in this matter?"
Zhou Dingguo cursed: "Even if I forget who I am, I can't forget you!"
Ying Tianming glanced at him with disdain and said, "What qualifications does a coward who dare not face reality have to control me?"
He turned around and said to me with a smile on his face, "Do you think so? Lord Tianzi?"
I replied expressionlessly: "Since you still regard me as your natural son, you should know your identity! You are my follower, why would you do such a thing?"
Ying Tianming laughed: "Follower? Mr. Tianzi, do you still know that I am your follower? Don't you remember how you treated me back then?"
I was secretly angry after hearing this. I am Zhang Wuxin. Even if everyone thinks that I am the Son of Heaven, I have only inherited the identity of the Son of Heaven and inherited what the Son of Heaven is about to do.
To be honest, I really don't think of myself as the guy who disappeared thousands of years ago.
As for what Ying Tianming said, how could I know how Tianzi treated him back then?
The blame was taken for no reason, and I couldn't help but feel angry secretly. But I heard Ying Tianming laugh a few times and said, "Are you really forgetting? When you took me to meet Emperor Shun, that
The guy named Yao Chonghua said that I was too angry and would be a disaster in the future."
"Well, at the beginning I was loyal to you, protected you, and wanted to quell the battle of life and death. But what did you do to me? You said that Yao Chonghua's eyes can see through good and evil. If you say so, I will become a disaster in the future.
So he handed me over to Yao Chonghua!"
"Master Tianzi, Yao Chonghua is the leader of the living, but what about me? I am a child raised by countless dead people from the coffin in the cemetery. How can I get any good fruits if I fall into his hands? My loyal following is in vain.
As for you, you sold me to Yao Chonghua!"
"In that case, what use do I need from you?"
I was dumbfounded when I heard this, and thought to myself, could it be that my predecessor had really done such a thing? However, Emperor Shun's eyes were quite accurate. This guy was indeed very angry, and because of this incident,
That's when the original Tianzi fell out.
It is estimated that it was at that time that lifeless people were made into life-and-death dishes.
I still wanted to argue a few words, but I heard He Zhonghua say impatiently: "Fourth, what a verbose thing! This kind of thing will only remember the bad things you did to him, but not the good things you did to him.
He doesn’t even want to think about it. If it weren’t for you, he would have died by the sword of Wu Mingren! Where would he be now?”
"Listen to me! Don't say anything, just chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"
He Zhonghua himself has a short temper. Although he has learned Taoist Qi-nurturing Kungfu in recent years, his temper has changed a lot. But now that the underworld is raging, and Deputy Commander Di Ming is leading his people to support him hard, he does not dare to waste time.
So after he said this, without saying a word, the Demon Sword Zhengui had already struck at him from a distance.
The Demon Sword to Suppress Ghosts was only three feet long, and He Zhonghua was almost seven or eight meters away from Ying Tianming. But when he slashed with the sword, countless ghosts spread rapidly underground, and in an instant they were at the feet of Ying Tianming.
Even though they are just some ghost writings, these ghost writings adhere to the sword's intention of suppressing ghosts with the demon sword, which is the most powerful. If Ying Tianming stands there and does not dodge, the only outcome will be to become two halves.
When Ying Tianming saw He Zhonghua taking action, he was not too hasty. He stretched out his index finger and raised it to the ground. He saw a flash of black energy and touched the ghost writing on the ground.
As soon as his black energy came into contact with the ghost writing on the ground, he got into it arrogantly. Then the entire ghost writing began to tremble violently, constantly twisting and changing, trying to re-form the sharp sword intention.
But every time the ghost text changes, the black energy also changes accordingly.
He Zhonghua's face suddenly changed color and he shouted: "Okay! He is actually proficient in Emperor Shun's ghost writing!"
You must know that He Zhonghua's Demon Sword to Suppress Ghosts is actually a small dictionary. It records twenty-six basic ghost texts.
These basic ghost writings can constantly change and express different meanings. Just now, He Zhonghua used the demon sword to suppress the ghost and slashed in the air. In fact, what he cut out was the ghost writings containing the meaning of the sword.
If Ying Tianming does not understand the changes in ghost writing, he will inevitably be forced into a panic by this sword. Even if he cannot defeat the enemy with one sword, he can still kill him with his spirit.
Whoever wants to win Tianming is also a master who is proficient in ghost writing. He did not dodge or dodge, he just stretched out his hand to point out a black energy and got into the ghost writing.
You must know that the ghost writing is exquisite, but there should be no mistakes in the running trajectory. Otherwise, it will be just a typo and will have no effect at all.
This black energy that wins destiny actually turns He Zhonghua's sword intention into a typo.
He Zhonghua also knew the reason, so he changed several ghost characters in a short period of time. However, every time he changed, the opponent's black energy also changed accordingly, making it impossible for He Zhonghua to strike with his sword.
Ying Tianming smiled and said: "Concession, concession. I also want to thank Mr. Tianzi for teaching me the transformation of life and death in ghost writing."
He Zhonghua snorted, and he suddenly took a step back, then sheathed his sword, rolled up his sleeves and said, "If I can't kill you, I'll hammer you to death!"
Zhang Wuren took a step forward slightly and said: "In the battle of life and death, you don't have to abide by the rules of the world. Mr. Ying Destiny, please come!"
On the tantric iron rod in his hand, one rune after another lit up one after another. In an instant, the dark iron rod turned golden, so beautiful.
Ying Tianming's eyes lit up and he said: "Tantrik Buddhism! What a good method! Just go ahead and do it!"
Ever since Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua became famous, the two of them have rarely joined forces to fight against enemies. After all, with the increase of their abilities, there are few monsters and monsters worthy of them doing this.
But when facing Ying Tianming, Zhang Wuren took the initiative to side with He Zhonghua.
The runes on the Tantric iron rod lit up one after another, and then each rune rose into the sky, constantly rotating around him.
He didn’t know how many runes there were on the Tantric iron rod, but they were floating like butterflies, flying around Zhang Wuren. Before he could take action, he heard a fierce cry coming from the air, but it was a ghost.
The man jumped out from nowhere, his spiral-shaped teeth opened and he bit Zhang Wuren involuntarily.
I suddenly took a step forward, and just as I was about to take action, I saw a string of tantric runes flying towards the underworld man as if they had eyes.
I saw the runes sinking into the body of the underworld silently. The underworld man was like a remote-controlled airplane that had lost control. His expression changed drastically, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
The underworld man tried to get up from the ground as soon as he grunted. As a result, golden light flashed under his skin, and runes emerged one after another from inside his body.
In an instant, a dark underworld person turned into a golden color.