I saw that this ghost general was probably an ancient general during his lifetime!
He was about 1.8 meters tall, burly, and wore a rusty and tattered armor. He also carried a chipped ghost-headed sword in his hand, and the black things on it looked like dried blood stains——
I don’t know how many heads were chopped off.
The face and hands exposed outside the armor were also in a state of decay, giving people a disgusting visual impact.
As for those blood-red eyes, wherever they glanced, they would probably make people tremble.
So, when the ghost general glanced at Taoist Zeng, this guy actually... peed?!
A pungent odor emerged in the room.
Tang Li from behind spat and cursed in a low voice: "This damn guy! He even bragged about being an expert. As soon as this ghost came out, he was scared to death. He was a waste!"
After scolding him, he looked at Fu Yang, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa next to him, holding a can of Coke and drinking. There was a faint expression of admiration in his eyes, and he sighed: "Fu Yang is still awesome. He doesn't hesitate in times of danger.
Chaan, not scared at all. It’s just... Wei Ke, this fierce ghost looks very powerful, is Fu Yang really okay?"
Wei Ke smiled slightly, patted the back of Tang Li's hand, and comforted her: "Don't worry! Of course it's no problem."
At this time, the ghost general holding a big sword directed seven female ghosts in white to crawl forward on the ground like spiders. It itself took steps and slowly approached. The target direction was... Tang Li's side!
And the ghost general's blood-red eyes stared fiercely at Tang Li. He didn't seem to notice Wei Ke next to him at all.
When Fu Yang saw this ghost general, he was a little confused and a little worried: "It seems that the ones who came to pester Tang Li before were just ordinary ghosts and nightmare-level female ghosts in white. Otherwise, if this ghost appears,
General, that would be troublesome. But maybe, someone just wants to scare her deliberately? Otherwise, if the ghost general is sent out from the beginning, Tang Li probably won't be able to last three days."
If you can’t figure it out right now, there’s no need to think about it. Anyway, we’ll just ask this weak general later.
Gudong, Gudong...
Fu Yang raised his head and drank the can of Coke in his hand, put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood up. He looked at the burly ghost general walking towards him with a ferocious expression and seven female ghosts in white crawling on the ground.
He stood in front of him and said in a very contemptuous tone: "Hey, hey, hey, little guy, you are obviously as weak as a little ant. I can stab you to death with just one finger! You are still showing off like this?
You went to my friend? Who gave you the courage to provoke me? Is it Liang Jingru? "
The ghost general was stunned. It stopped and looked at Fu Yang with its huge rotten head tilted. A trace of doubt flashed in its blood-red terrifying eyes - because it didn't know that this ordinary man without a trace of magic power in his body
Why do humans dare to be so bold!?
The Taoist Zeng who fell to the ground was also stunned, with a confused look on his face.
After reacting, he immediately shouted: "Little brat! Are you crazy? Do you know what kind of existence the ghost in front of you is? Ghost general! The power of one is comparable to dozens of ordinary ghosts. Maybe.
I’ll eat all your bones. Why don’t you run away quickly!”
oh?
Fu Yang smiled slightly, turned to look at "Master Zeng" who was trembling on the ground and said, "I didn't expect that besides being pretentious, you also have some conscience? You knew how to let us escape. But you were so scared.
My legs are so weak that I’m scared to death, so I probably won’t be able to run.”
"I want you to take care of it!"
Master Zeng was frightened, scared and ashamed, and his face turned red.
When the ghost saw that the two humans in front of him were actually chatting... and one of them didn't seem to be afraid of it, he became furious!
"Human... you may not know the power and cruelty of this general. After a while, you will know what fear is."
As it spoke, it raised its left hand and slapped it in the air. Immediately, a large mass of thick black fog sloped down from above like flowing water. It shrouded the entire room with a roar.
In the black mist, skulls were flying back and forth, making sharp and terrifying laughter.
Obviously, this should be a kind of magic similar to "ghost hitting the wall". Ordinary people or weak practitioners have no way to get out of it.
This weird scene obviously made Tang Li a little scared. Although she pretended to be calm on the surface, she still subconsciously held Wei Ke's hand tightly. And her palms were slightly sweaty.
"Haha! Don't be afraid."
Wei Ke patted Tang Li on the shoulder proudly, looking like a queen of arrogance.
Here in Tang Li, she is full of superiority. If it were Qin Mei...
After the tall ghost general who looked like an ancient general used the black mist-filled ghost wall, he stared at Fu Yang with cold eyes: "Now, weak human... do you know what fear is? Next,
You will taste the taste of hell. And I will eat these two human women alive in front of you."
Fu Yang shrugged: "I'm afraid... the next person who will know what fear feels like is you!"
"Human cub, you have such a loud voice! Prepare to die. This general will devour your flesh and blood and your soul."
This ghost was striding towards Fu Yang, and seven disheveled female ghosts in white were also crawling next to him...
"Ahhh! Help. I'm going to die. I'm going to die."
"Master Zeng" fell to the ground and yelled in fright. His pants were even more wet - he hadn't finished urinating just now?
And Fu Yang smiled softly, no longer restraining the real magic power in his body, and a surging Maoshan spiritual power spread out like a vast ocean.
He didn't even need to use any spells. Just the pure pressure of his breath directly dispersed the black fog ghost that enveloped the entire room against the wall!
Um?
The ghost general was stunned for a moment and subconsciously raised the bloody sword in his hand.
Fu Yang flicked his finger. A white light flew out and hit the blade.
Keng... click!
The big head of the ghost head immediately turned into a pile of powder from the blade to the handle and fell to the ground.
"He's just a ghost general. In my eyes, he's like an ant. Humph!"
Fu Yang stared angrily and snorted coldly - it already contained the pressure of five human-level magic powers.
The ghost general only felt like a small boat in the vast ocean, unable to withstand this huge power. He also felt like a pitiful little kitten facing a white-fronted tiger with an eye-catching look. Weak, pitiful, and
helpless……
The ferocious look on its rotten face had been completely wiped away. Only endless fear, shock, and horror were left. Its lips were trembling: "True...True Lord..."
Plop!
This tall and burly ghost knelt down with his legs, trembling all over. Then he began to kowtow desperately, and while kowtowing, he shouted sternly: "Your Majesty, please accept the obeisance of the little ghost! The little ghost has eyes and cannot recognize Mount Tai.
Please, Lord Zhenjun, spare my life."
While kowtowing, he also cried bitterly - but all that flowed out was dark red rotten blood, which made the carpet in the room a mess.
Shock!
Extremely shocked!
There was silence in the room.
Both Master Zeng who fell on the ground and Tang Li who was sitting on the bed behind him were so surprised that their eyes widened and they were speechless. (First update)