Chapter three hundred and eighteen replacing catfish with spider legs
"Phew! It's over."
Fu Yang let out a long breath, sheathed his sword and stood up. He was still a little tired from holding it.
You must know that although the power of ghosts is powerful and fierce, it is still not as durable as Taoism.
Especially the Talisman magic of the Taoist Talisman, it can be said to be long-lasting, quite durable and strong!
Let's put it this way, Fu Yang is currently a real person, he can cast more than twenty spells in one breath without stopping.
But even with the power of the ghost after awakening for the second time, he could only perform three to four attacks at most with the huge beast claws protruding from the black mist or the Thousand-Ji Ghost Slash...
Those with less power will last longer; those with more power will not be able to be used many times.
Everything in the world is so balanced, without exception.
However, although Chong Jiu is dead, Chong Ten is still alive, fighting fiercely with Huang Dan, and continues to have the upper hand...
After all, Huang Dan, an old Gu master, is not a member of a cult organization like the Pangolin Religion. He is a bit behind on how to use Gu to fight.
Therefore, even if he used red poisonous clams to sneak attack Chong Shi at the beginning, he still couldn't defeat him. This also shows that Huang Dan had made the right choice to endure the humiliation and pretend to be controlled!
He was alone and was beaten to a pulp by the Nine Chongs and Twelve Chongs in minutes...
"Damn Fat Cat, why don't you go help Master Huang? Are you having fun watching the show?"
Fu Yang said angrily to Mr. Xiong, who was leaning against the wall in a "Ge You Lying" posture, before this unscrupulous guy moved.
brush!
A black and white shadow first came towards Fu Yang's direction, click... broke off a sickle-like spider leg of the huge Nightmare Silk Gu Spider, and then moved towards Huang Dan and Chong Shi who were fighting fiercely.
"Damn old man! How dare you plot against our members of the Pantheon Religion? You are tired of living!"
Chong Shi cursed fiercely and controlled the black snake Gu to attack, beating Huang Dan and his little gray toad so hard that they could only keep retreating, sweating profusely on their heads and faces.
Just when Huang Dan was about to lose his hold, he heard a weird shout from behind.
"Wow! The most powerful demon immortal in the world is born, and he is unbeatable for the rest of his life. He is invincible in the world!"
Before Chong Shi could react, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his lower body, followed by a wet and sticky feeling.
Looking back...
I saw a sickle-like spider leg sticking out of my butt, which belonged to Chongjiu’s natal Gu, the Nightmare Silk Gu Spider!!!
A fat cat that looked like a panda stood there like a human, looking at him with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I really can't find the catfish. Just use spider legs. Your anus is bleeding a lot..."
Mr. Xiong winked and had a mean expression on his face.
What a pity!
I am afraid that no matter how rich your imagination is, you cannot imagine that a cat can show such a lewd expression on its face.
An indescribable humiliation and anger welled up in Chong Shi's heart.
But at this moment, he felt a chill on the back of his neck and was shocked!
"No! That old guy's gray toad..."
But it's too late.
Just as Chong Shi was attracted by Mr. Xiong's sickle-like spider legs, which attracted his attention, Huang Dan had already used his voodoo technique to let his native voodoo, the gray clam, penetrate into Chong Shi's neck.
I asked for several mouthfuls.
A moment!
A gray deathly air spread down his neck.
In less than two breaths, it spread all over the body. The whole person's skin turned gray and hard, and it was strangely dead!
When Chong Shi died, the black snake Gu who still wanted to continue fighting also died immediately...
At this point, the two guys ranked ninth and tenth in the Eighth Regiment of the Pantheon Religion were all killed!
The old Gu Master Huang Dan seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He fell to the ground, breathing heavily. His eyes turned to look at those people who were tied up with iron chains and hemp ropes and looked like dead pigs.
The Gu master in the village in front of the pile of corpses was in tears.
"Fellow folks, you are finally saved! The monster who committed heinous crimes against our village has been executed."
While sobbing, Huang Dan began to untie the restraints on the unconscious and weak Miao people...
It can be seen that his feelings for the villagers in his village are still very sincere.
Mr. Xiong was probably still thinking about what happened just now. He held his little paws behind his back and walked towards Fu Yang, shaking his head.
"Tsk, tsk, why is this old man crying so miserably?"
"Well, for him, this Miao village is his home, and the villagers here are all his tribesmen. It's hard for everyone to suffer such an unexplained disaster. But now it's better, at least the problem is solved. Let's start with
Go back and let him vent for a while, and let Master Huang handle the matters here by himself."
With that said, he planned to leave.
Before leaving, it suddenly sounded that Chong Jiu and Chong Ten were dead. But the Wuji Bone Order seems to be still there?
Fu Yang became more and more curious about this Pantheon Religion, so he planned to take it back to study it.
The two tokens made of black iron are heavy in your hands. They are colder than the ice in winter!
An evil aura surrounded it, making Fu Yang feel a little uncomfortable.
Click, click...
Suddenly, two pieces of the Wuji Bone Order split apart on their own, and then turned into fine powder and fell to the ground in the shocked eyes of Fu Yang and Master Xiong.
A cloud of gray smoke suddenly appeared in the air and then disappeared suddenly.
And at this moment, Fu Yang felt inexplicably like he was being spied on, as if someone had seen him!
Mr. Xiong next to him suddenly looked away, and a memory flashed in his mind, as if he had remembered something.
"Fuck! It's broken! Mr. Fu, we did something stupid."
"What's wrong?" Fu Yang also felt something was wrong.
"The Wuji Withered Bone Token is similar to the ID card of the members of the Pantheon Cult. Members of different levels have different levels of tokens. But even the lowest leveled withered bone spirit has a one-to-one correspondence with the owner and cannot be obtained by others.
.When the owner of the Wuji Bone Token dies, the news will be sent back to the group to which they belong. Even if they are thousands of miles away, the leader of the deceased group will know it because of the secret method above! At the same time, the leader of the deceased group will be the first to come into contact with the token.
People will also leave a unique aura on their body. It's like being marked. From now on, you will be targeted by the Pantheon Cult..."
Master Xiong told a bunch of secrets about the Wuji Bone Order.
Fu Yang's face turned dark when he heard this, and he couldn't help but cursed.
"Damn fat cat, I'm going to mess with you! In other words, this Infinite Bone Order is not only useless, but it's better not to touch it, right? Since you know this, why didn't you tell me earlier? It's fun to deal with it in hindsight, right?
"(The third update today! Alas, I failed to update 3 chapters in a row. So there are 2 chapters left, let’s update together tonight)