"My lord, these are the corpse fireflies obtained from the transaction, a total of one hundred and thirty."
In a remote cave in the ghost city, sunlight is hard to come by and it is cold and dark all year round.
The fortune-lucky ghost was in the cave and carefully presented the dead firefly grass to the other side.
The 'Lord' he spoke of was a young man with a jade-like face and a fierce aura, with a yellow feather stuck in his bun.
"Lucky Ghost, you did a great job. This batch of corpse fireflies is of extremely high quality."
The young man with yellow feathers looked at the Corpse Firefly Grass and said, "It is formed by accumulated corpse energy. It produces fluorescence at night and gathers and disperses like clouds. It is a good spiritual grass."
"As a descendant of the Ghost Tribe, I am committed to the great cause of reviving the clan. The level of a mere fierce ghost is far from enough."
"You must break through evil spirits before you can achieve anything."
The fortune-lucky ghost said respectfully, "Your Majesty, your great cause will definitely come true. The God of Gushan Mountain and the Great Yaksha are all clowns."
The young man stopped him and said, "Don't flatter me. Gushan is a traitor. If he hadn't joined forces with the old thief Yunyang to attack my father, how could the Great Ghost Tribe be destroyed so easily?"
"He is despicable and shameless, but he has obtained the imperial title and has reached the status of Mountain God. He is indestructible."
"Although I have my father's blood, before I became an evil ghost, I was far from his opponent."
The young man said to the Lucky Ghost, "Thanks to you for collecting practice materials for me in the ghost market. Lucky Ghost, I owe a lot to you for being where I am today."
The fortune ghost knelt down and said sadly, "My lord, after the ghost tribe was destroyed, our remnants hid like bereaved dogs, and the fortune ghost also only hid in the ghost market, accompanied by the smell of copper."
"If we can restore our clan and kill all the heartless ghosts in Gushan, this old slave will die in peace."
The master and servant were filled with emotion when suddenly a faint voice came in, "It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
This place is secretive. It is the place where Huang Yu young man and the money-lucky ghost met privately. There are seven or eight evil ghosts lurking around it. How could it be sneaked in quietly?
"The remnants of the Ghost Tribe are really brave, daring to hide in the Gushan Ghost Market."
Whoosh!
Yin energy lingered in the air, seeping in from the cracks in the rocks from all directions, and condensed into a ball in a moment.
"Your Majesty, this is the Great Chaofeng under Cilu."
The fortune-lucky ghost has a bad heart, and the opponent is a veteran and powerful ghost, a capable man under the great Yaksha of Mercy.
More importantly, if he can break into the cellar, he can't come alone
Gushan Ghost Market is behind the joint efforts of several great yakshas. Now that the Great Chao Feng is here, how can there be no movement from other businesses?
as expected……
Puff puff!
Slight cracking sounds were heard one after another, and different ghostly auras appeared one after another around the cellar.
In the blink of an eye, five more powerful ghosts came, who were well-known in the ghost city and belonged to several other great yakshas.
Six fierce ghosts gathered together. This formation was very solemn, especially for the young man Huang Yu.
"You rebellious people think highly of me."
The young man with yellow feathers glanced at the fierce ghosts and announced their names, "Qiong Zheng, Mi Chou, Yuan Sang, Tai Beng, Gu Shou."
Da Chaofeng nodded, "We have to be cautious in sweeping away the remnants."
Then, he flew up with a claw, directly pierced the belly of the lucky ghost, and thrust it into the air.
"I……"
As soon as the fortune-lucky ghost opened his mouth, he was torn into pieces by Da Chaofeng. He was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.
"Hundred Qilang, you keep saying that we are rebellious, but your tribe has long since disappeared, while my Gushan ghost world is getting stronger and more prosperous."
"Succeeding as a king and losing as a bandit, why don't you accept it?"
The boy Huang Yu was called Bai Qilang, because he was the 107th son of the old ghost leader, and he was considered the young master of the remaining members of the ghost tribe.
Hearing the words of the Great Chaofeng, he said angrily, "Shameless, Gushan was originally a general under my father's throne, and you are his thorns, but you chose to cooperate with the practitioners, ruining the good situation."
"If the ghosts are here, why do you need to be trapped in Gushan, like dogs in a cage?"
After hearing this, Da Chaofeng smiled instead of getting angry, and looked at the other five fierce ghosts, "This young master of the ghost tribe is quite ambitious."
The evil ghosts laughed, and for a moment, the cave was filled with harsh laughter.
"Hundred Seventh Lang, calling you Young Master is a compliment to you."
"The number of children the old ghost leader gave birth to was not only eight hundred but also a thousand. When the ghost tribe was destroyed, I killed seven or eight with my own hands."
"You were lucky enough to escape with your life. Count your blessings, but now you are still dreaming of reviving your clan, your clan, your clan, your clan."
These fierce ghosts are all old ghosts. When the Ghost Division was still there, they were already the backbone of generals.
In their eyes, Hyakushirō is just a hairless boy, not worth mentioning.
"Stop talking nonsense to him and kill him."
Among the six fierce ghosts, the most cruel one was Qiong Zang. He bared his teeth and roared, "Kill him and go back so that you can claim credit."
The next moment, Bai Qilang suddenly retreated and pounced towards the cellar dome.
Wow!
The entire cellar collapsed on the spot due to his impact, countless rocks flew into the air, and streams of filthy water flooded the surrounding area.
"Hundred Seven Lang has escaped, chase him quickly."
Da Chaofeng's face was gloomy, and he turned into a stream of air, as fast as a sharp arrow, and followed closely behind him.
The other six fierce ghosts also started to use their escape methods to catch up through the rocks and sewage.
"Um"
Wang Fu suddenly discovered that not far ahead, the ground collapsed instantly, and the ghosts who could not dodge fell into it. Before they could turn into airflow and fly into the air, they were knocked to pieces by several black shadows.
The first person to escape from the ground was Bai Qilang, a young man with yellow feathers. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. The only people chasing him were Dachaofeng and his six fierce ghosts. There was no ambush on the ground.
On the street, a group of ghost cultivators had not yet reacted and looked at him blankly.
"Go to hell!"
Hyakushirō was filled with resentment. His loyal servant Lucky Ghost, who had been with him for many years, was killed, and his own hiding place was discovered. He could no longer stay in this stronghold of Ghost Market.
In the ghost world of Gushan, Da Chaofeng and other powerful ghosts were sent out. Obviously, there was no trace of old friendship, and they were just trying to kill him.
"One day, he will wait for me to be promoted to an evil ghost and kill all of you rebellious people."
Hyakushirō jumped up and jumped thousands of meters away in an instant, his speed was breathtaking.
"This is a fierce ghost!"
This was Wang Fu's first time coming into contact with a ghost. The speed of movement alone was beyond his reach, as was Wang Chen's.
Soon, he found out why the lives of all the ghosts on the street had changed a lot.
"The ground is full of blood food, which is just right to fill your stomach."
Hyakushirō became ferocious, and while his body squirmed, he immediately sprouted hundreds of skinny limbs, with slender ghost melons sprouting from the ends, sweeping back and forth across the street, catching all ghosts and practitioners in his palms.
"Creak, creak, creak."
"Gudong, gudong."
Hyakushirō waved his limbs and threw the prey into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it vigorously.
When I saw the fish that had slipped through the net around me, I was scared to death.
It is common sense that ghosts are cruel, but this is a ghost market, and everything must be done according to the rules, and there will be little conflict and bloodshed.
Bai Qilang massacred hundreds of ghosts and practitioners, breaking the peaceful situation that had been established for many years.
At this moment, many practitioners realized that no matter how gentle ghosts are at ordinary times, once they go crazy, they will still eat people, even the same kind.