Chapter 390 Sucking human blood, splitting human corpses!
At this time, Brother Chicken and the old gangster also understood.
It turns out that it wasn't their boss, Brother Xiong, who killed someone, but someone else came looking for him!
However, the other party obviously only has a few people, and there are forty or fifty people from the Black Bear Gang. Why are they as pitiful and fearful as a chicken?
And...why do these troublemakers come with coffins?
"Brother Fu, it seems that we can't go to Brother Xiong today?"
The old gangster asked cautiously.
As a result, Mr. Xiong slapped him: "Shh! Don't make a fuss, don't make any noise."
Fu Yang warned the two of them very seriously: "No matter what happens later, you two must not come out and run around. Just stay here!"
"Yeah, let's all listen to Brother Fu."
The two of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"Damn Fat Cat, these are probably guys from the Pantheon Cult, right?"
"Hmm...Looking at the silly appearance and aura of a junior high school student, it must be right? He is also carrying a coffin, how can he be pretending!"
One person and one cat murmured, paying close attention to the movement in the open space in front of them.
Fu Yang was still thinking about asking Brother Xiong, the boss of the Black Bear Gang, to ask what orders Wei Ke had asked him to carry out later, but he didn't dare to let the monsters of the Pantheon Cult kill him...
At the same time, in the open space ahead.
Four or five hooded men in black robes were staring at the crowd in front of them with cold and sinister eyes.
"Who among you has a pure black wooden sign in your hand? Hand it over, otherwise... I will kill them one by one!"
A man in black robes at the front spoke in a hoarse voice, like a crow in a graveyard at night.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the smell of rotten corpse.
The members of the Black Bear Gang, who were already scared, all trembled and slowly backed away, pushing and shoving in panic.
"Master, we have never seen what you are talking about, really not!"
"Yes! We, all we want is money. Who would pay attention to a small black wooden sign..."
"Master, just let us go."
These underground gang members who were usually domineering were now like poor little chickens, even their voices were trembling.
He looked towards the center of the crowd, a tall and strong middle-aged man with a black bear tattooed on half of his face.
Obviously, that is the leader of the Black Bear Gang, Brother Xiong!
He said in a sullen voice: "You are so arrogant, and you kill people at every turn. Aren't you afraid of the police and legal sanctions?"
When Fu Yang heard this, he felt ridiculous and wanted to laugh.
An organization whose very existence is illegal actually asks others if they are afraid of police and legal sanctions?
Sure enough, the man in black robe with his back to them laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke.
"Law? Sanctions? Giggles, let me show you what my sanctions are!"
The black stick-like object he suddenly stretched out in his hand turned out to be a black human thigh bone! It was smooth and moist, a bit like the texture of jade, and it must be an evil magic weapon.
Using human bones to refine magic weapons?
Fu Yang was stunned.
Mr. Xiong lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "That is the thigh bone of a Taoist priest of the first line of alchemy. It should be the peak state of the three-lun master of the inner alchemy line! This kind of Taoist priest has bones as white as jade.
Bones can indeed be used to refine magic weapons. But this is an absolutely evil method, and someone who uses this kind of magic weapon will definitely be a treacherous and evil person!"
The lineage of alchemy is divided into inner alchemy and outer alchemy.
Waidan is a Taoist priest who made alchemy in ancient times. He used various secret methods to refine elixirs and improve various abilities.
Inner elixir is to cultivate yourself, treating your body as an elixir. This kind of inner elixir Taoist priest has a very strong body. He is extremely powerful and very fast. When he reaches a high level, his blood is like a rolling river.
The bones all over the body are as white as jade!
In fact, the Laoshan Taoist priest Wu Jian whom Fu Yang once met was an inner alchemy Taoist priest, but because he was young and his cultivation level was not high...
But he said that the man in black robe stretched out the black human bone magic weapon in his hand, and revealed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"The next sacrifice will be you!"
Pointing at a frightened young gangster, he immediately seemed to be pinched tightly by the neck by an invisible big hand, and then lifted up directly!
Suspended in the air.
"Help, help, ho ho ho..."
This miserable guy made a low and pitiful cry for mercy and help, but it was of no use.
go!
The man in black robe holding the evil magic weapon of human bones pointed at the open-lid coffin next to him, and the young gangster flew over there with a swipe.
It hasn't fallen into the coffin yet, it's just flying in the sky.
Suddenly, brush!!!
A pair of black, thin, straight and hard hands suddenly stretched out from the coffin.
The nails on these hands were as black as ink and as sharp as knives. They shone with a creepy light. And the palms were so dry that they were simply skin and bones.
The fabric on the arms clearly resembles the official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty!
The miserable gang member screamed in fear and fell down.
Poof!
A dull sound penetrated flesh and blood.
He just happened to land on the two straight outstretched hands, and was directly stabbed to the core. It was like a meat skewer being penetrated by the hands in the coffin!
"Ah, ah!!!"
The screams echoed throughout the abandoned old steel factory.
Then, in the shocked eyes of Fu Yang and Master Xiong, the body of the gang member who had been "skewered" quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye...
It's as if all the blood in the body has been sucked dry!
Eventually it shrank to the size of a five or six year old child.
The ghost hands in the coffin shook again and turned into dry pieces of human flesh, scattering in all directions.
Many of them fell into the trembling crowd on the opposite side. They were frightened and screamed one after another.
Fu Yang and Master Xiong both took a deep breath.
At the same time, Mr. Xiong also heard a slight splash of water behind him...
"Damn it! Didn't I tell you two guys to keep quiet? What kind of noise are you going to make?"
The dead fat cat cursed and looked back.
I saw that the crotches of the chicken brother and the old gangster in the back were wet, and there was a large pool of yellow and smelly liquid on the ground directly below.
It turned out that these two guys were so scared that they peed when they saw the "ghost hands" extending out of the coffin sucking human blood and splitting human corpses!
I was really scared to death...
"Ugh, you are so brave!"
Mr. Xiong complained and stopped criticizing these two ordinary people. First update