The mountain turtle eventually became Zhang Ming's first subordinate, a civil servant.

"What are you going to do next? I'll listen to everything from the Mountain God. "Maybe it's officially included in the establishment, or maybe it's to show his loyalty and role in front of Zhang Ming, the mountain turtle is extremely active.

Especially feeling the faint divine mark in the body, the slightest faith slowly penetrated into the body of the mountain turtle with Zhang Ming's acquiescence, and the mountain turtle's eyes were much brighter.

"There's a lot of excitement ahead, let's go over and have a look. Zhang Ming's eyes fell on a position on the mountainside and said softly.

A trace of yin qi came from that direction, and the chaos of spiritual power could be clearly felt, and there was a faint low whistling sound.

"Do you know whose territory it is?" Zhang Ming asked.

"There?" the mountain turtle glanced up, tilted its head and thought for a while, as if its head was a little drowsy because of three years of sleep, and it had not fully woken up, "It's the territory of a hundred-year-old ghost, and it speaks quite kindly." ”

"Kind?" Zhang Ming was a little surprised.

"Well, that guy used to be the captain of a hunting team in the mountain front village, and was bitten by a poisonous snake during a hunt, because he usually believes in the mountain god very much, and after his death, the mountain god took pity on it and let it exist there. ”

"Have you ever hurt someone?" Zhang Ming said.

"I guess I don't have it. The turtle shook his head uncertainly.

"Let's go over and have a look," Zhang Ming nodded, he already had an idea in his heart, but in the end, he needed to see if he was fighting or killing, thinking like this, Zhang Ming waved his hand and a flash of spiritual light, and the figures of the mountain turtle and Zhang Ming were covered by a layer of light curtain.

There is a big cedar tree in the back mountain, the tree is tall, and there are enough people to hug each other.

There are other shrubs and jungles around it, so it is not visible on weekdays, and the trees are even more shady.

There are not many places where yin qi gathers in the mountains, and this happens to be a small place where yin qi gathers.

But today, there is no quiet here as before, and the chaotic ghosts still hit this place.

"Kill this old ghost, this is our territory!" Four or five shadows hovered around the big tree, and gusts of wind whirled whirl, blowing up a jungle of trees.

"You and the ghosts of the mountains and wilderness dare to try to occupy my territory, I really don't know whether to live or die, I will kill you and wait today to pay tribute to the big tree behind me!" a fierce ghost with his beard scattered behind him roared angrily, and a rough hunting bow in his hand was wrapped in a trace of black light.

As soon as the words fell, a black light shot out of the bow and arrow, and a nearby ghost retreated, dodging and passing.

However, several ghosts from other directions seized the opportunity and pounced suddenly, and the black light flashed, and several pairs of ghost claws swept viciously across his body.

"Humph!" the ghost snorted in pain, and the hunting bow in his hand was already smashed behind him.

With a "bang", a sneak attack ghost was smashed and fell heavily to the ground, and before he could react, a black light flashed, and the ghost's screams disappeared.

The other ghosts didn't care, and two even pounced on them to devour their companions' lost ghosts.

"He won't last long, kill him and we'll have a full meal!" Although the other ghosts were shocked by the fierce blow of the ghost, they had no intention of retreating, and rushed up again.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, although the level of ghosts is higher than these ghosts, but these ghosts are wandering around, and their grievances are amazing.

Although the ghosts have weapons, they are just remnants of the hunting bow before their deaths, and they are extremely inconvenient to use, and they are close to those ghosts.

Even though he had already killed three or four ghosts in the roar, the soul soldiers in his hands were shattered, and his body was scratched by the ghosts in several places, and the trace of yin qi continued to collapse.

The figure is gradually thinning.

"Haha, he won't last long, whoever kills him first can swallow his main soul!" and a slight smug cry came to mind, and several ghosts looked at the already weakened ghost, their tones full of excitement and greed.

Cross-level devour, the best tonic for ghosts.

Even these pure yin qi can help them reach the level of powerful ghosts faster.

The ghost was desolate in his heart, how could these lonely souls and wild ghosts dare to step into the green mountains when the mountain god was alive?

But in this way, his hundred-year cultivation was unexpectedly defeated by nearly ten ghosts!

He hated himself even more, hating himself for losing the motivation to cultivate under the protection of the mountain god over the years, and he didn't make an inch of progress after cultivating to the powerful ghost.

"Mountain God, I, Zhang Qingshan, will never see you again until I die......" He already knew the news of the new mountain god appearing two days ago, but he always felt that this mountain god was not the real mountain god, and the mountain god in his mind would come back one day.

"Die!" Zhang Qingshan finally roared angrily, even if he blew himself up, he would never fall into the mouth of these lonely souls and wild ghosts!

"Bundle!" But just when all the ghosts were rushing to kill, and the powerful ghost Zhang Qingshan was about to die together, with a light drink, everything stood still.

Zhang Ming's figure appeared in the field, exuding divine light that made all the ghosts feel awe, which was the instinctive awe of the gods and spirits of the lonely souls and wild ghosts.

And the mountain turtle also crawled at Zhang Ming's feet, watching everything in the field.

"I didn't expect you to dare to be presumptuous here, I really don't know what to do. Zhang Ming's voice was cold, and he looked at the few ghosts who were bound and said.

Those ghosts trembled their bodies, and even the souls were a little unstable under the black mist.

A glimmer of white light held them firmly.

"I'll wait ......" The ghosts were just about to beg for mercy, but Zhang Ming, who had already seen the trace of black qi in their souls, had already lightly touched it, and those white silk threads exploded.

The spirits didn't even scream before they were gone.

A few traces of black qi invisible to outsiders swirled in place, as if they were grateful to Zhang Ming again, and then disappeared into the void.

Those are the karma left behind by the ghosts devouring the living souls.

When the so-called human death debt disappears, those ghosts are dead, and the karma that is stored in their heads is also gone.

However, there was a trace of growth in Zhang Ming's soul, and there seemed to be something inexplicable.

"It's a bit backbone, it's just a little reckless, how will you follow me in the future?" Zhang Ming looked at Zhang Qingshan and said.

Zhang Qingshan's heart jumped when he heard this, he looked at Zhang Ming, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Ming's feet and looked at his mountain turtle, and he had already guessed Zhang Ming's identity in his heart.

"You are the new mountain god?!" Zhang Qingshan's tone was obviously a little resistant, and his eyes even looked at Zhang Ming a little unreasonably.

"Bold, how dare you talk to the mountain god like this!" As the chief general who thought he was under Zhang Ming's seat, the mountain turtle was the first to be dissatisfied.

used to have some friendship with Zhang Qingshan, but in its heart, the mountain god is now his master!