"Little thief, I want you to die, ahh ”

Looking at Lu Changqing's movements, the fat monk's face changed greatly, he took out the crescent shovel, turned around and ran towards Lu Changqing.

It's a pity it's too late!

However, it seems that the relationship between practicing the 'split' style in the basic knife technique is too much,

The baseball bat that was originally swung over, but the ghost sent it to the gods, and Lu Changqing subconsciously changed it to a split.

With a "bang", the silver short sword was not only not knocked away, but under Lu Changqing's 'split' stick method, along with the hilt, it sank into the chest of the ancient corpse.

Ancient Corpse: "...."

Middle-aged couple: "..."

Tian lost light: "..."

Fat Monk: "..."

Lu Changqing's face was black,

"I'm sorry, I'm used to practicing 'splitting', brother corpse, let me chop, just take a look. ”

Ancient Corpse: ...

I don't want to lose face, and I'll let you split again.

The reversal came too fast like a tornado.

The fat monk who rushed over with a crescent shovel was also instantly confused,

I thought I would turn the tables with the wind, but I didn't expect a pig teammate to appear on the opposite side.

The fat monk who reacted, his spiritual power exploded instantly, turned the crescent shovel into a knife, and slashed in the direction of Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing rolled on a lazy donkey and dodged the attack of the fat monk.

Before the fat monk could change his moves, Lu Changqing turned over and jumped behind the stone platform opposite.

The two stared at each other across the stone platform.

"Master, if you fight again, when the time comes, you accidentally break the stone platform or break the formation, don't blame me. ”

The fat monk had a dark face, didn't speak, and took advantage of Lu Changqing on the opposite side to take a knife and stab the thin Taoist priest on the pillar.

Lu Changqing took advantage of this gap, held the baseball bat in both hands, and smashed it into the chest of the ancient corpse on the stone platform.

After a "bang",

The silver short sword went a few centimeters further and was embedded in the stone platform below the ancient corpse, and the hilt of the sword was no longer visible on the ancient corpse's chest.

The ancient corpse on the stone platform was panting, and his eyes were red and he looked at Lu Changqing.

If his eyes could kill, Lu Changqing would have turned to ashes a long time ago.

After hearing Lu Changqing's knocking sound, the fat monk turned around, and he didn't care about continuing to cut the hands of the other two people.

The short knife in his hand flicked and turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing dodged sideways and dodged the flying knife.

With a 'poof' sound, the flying knife was inserted into the stone pillar behind Lu Changqing.

Under the stone pillar, Tian Yiguang trembled and looked at the short knife that was only a dozen centimeters higher than his head.

The five-pointed star formation, although it was missing a corner because of Lu Changqing's break-free, it still worked after injecting the blood of a middle-aged man and a thin monk.

A strange and bewitching red light condensed together, turning into a raging blood-red vermilion bird, hovering around the top of the hall and pounced on the ancient corpse on the stone platform.

The ancient corpses on the stone platform struggled violently,

Visible to the naked eye, streams of resentment gushed out from the chest where the silver short sword had entered, turning into a pitch-black circular shield that protected the ancient corpse's chest and head and other fatal parts.

With the outbreak of the formation and the ancient corpse, there were only two extreme lights and shadows left in the entire hall, one red and one black.

Lu Changqing jumped behind the stone pillar, blue flames flashed in his hand, and he slashed behind Tian Yiguang;

Immediately after holding the paralyzed Tian Zhiguang, he quickly retreated towards the corner of the hall.

At this time, with a "boom", the blood-red Vermilion Bird and the pitch-black shield collided together.

The wave of qi generated by the impact instantly overturned the five pillars at the five corners of the pentagram formation.

Together with the people on the pillars, they smashed into all corners of the hall.

Outside Fenglin Village, a red off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance of Fenglin Village.

Behind the red SUV, followed by 3 black jeeps.

In the off-road vehicle, the ponytail girl sat in the driver's seat, with an excited face,

In the passenger seat, a middle-aged man in a neat three-piece suit, holding a handbag in his hand, kept vomiting.

Ancestral hall underground hall,

When the dust settles,

Suzaku's body glowed with a faint blood light, and after a wail, it turned into a red smoke and dissipated.

The five-pointed star formation, with the dissipation of the Vermilion Bird, completely collapsed.

On the stone platform,

The pitch-black shield generated by resentment is like shattered glass, cracking piece by piece.

And the ancient corpse on the stage, where the silver short sword sank into the chest, cracked a fist-sized opening.

Black blood poured out of his chest.

The ancient corpse didn't care, stood up from the stone platform, and laughed.

"I, Wu Liang, am finally free, hahahahaha!"

Yes, the ancient corpse is free, due to the relationship between Lu Changqing's second mending knife, the silver short sword is embedded in the stone slab, and only the hilt of the sword remains in the ancient corpse;

After the ancient corpse had a hard blow with Suzaku, although a fist-sized wound was opened in his chest, correspondingly, the silver short sword also broke away from the ancient corpse's chest.

After laughing enough on the stone platform, countless grievances concentrated on the fingers of the ancient corpse, and the ancient corpse stretched out his hand and raised his middle finger at the top of the hall.

Powerful resentment erupted from the middle finger, like black light waves,

There was a screeching sound in the air.

Under the black resentful light waves, the top of the hall seemed to be vaporized,

In the blink of an eye, the secret hall that was originally underground turned into an open-air 'big pit'.

On the stone platform, endless grievances concentrated at the feet of the ancient corpse, holding up the ancient corpse and flying into the air.

The ancient corpse stuck out its tongue and licked its lips, looking at the big pit on the ground with a cruel smile on its face.

On the fingers of his right hand, five grievances circulated on his fingers.

......

My name is Wu Liang, and I am a cultivator, but I am just a humble cultivator.

Physical cultivation, as the name suggests, has no spiritual power in the body, and cannot store spiritual power, so you can only improve your physical defense by forging your body.

The aura of the earth has been revived, but I am not one of the lucky ones who have awakened.

But it doesn't matter, I always believe that physical cultivation is no worse than any awakened person.

afterward

Where I was, there was a big fight.

After the war, I went to the battlefield with curiosity;

In the center of the battlefield, I saw a badly wounded female ghost wearing a red cheongsam.

I knew that at this moment, the most important thing I should do was to kill her.

However, she is so beautiful that I can't do it.

So, I saved her.

While she was recuperating from her injuries, I fell in love with her.

But she was so badly wounded,

In order to save her, I began to hunt ordinary people and provide her with essence blood, 1, 2... 10 pcs.

Later, her injuries slowly recovered, and she no longer needed to devour sperm and blood to recover.

However, I fell in love with the taste of hunting ordinary people.

I haven't counted how many I've killed, but at least a few hundred.

And those stupid investigators, who thought it was a ghost haunt, never suspected me.

It wasn't until I was caught killing the landlord I had hated for a long time at the staircase of my neighborhood that my hunting career came to an end.

And the female ghost I love so much watched me being taken away and didn't come to save me.

I hate !!

Everything I do is for her!

But she didn't come to save me!

I hate the guy who grabbed me too!!

I'm not reconciled!

Why!!

I'm just hunting ordinary people, and it's their honor to die at the hands of me, a 'cultivator', than at the hands of ghosts."

I am perfecting them!!

With intense hatred, I thought that was the end of my life.

Unexpectedly, I was reborn, although I was reborn into a strange body, but no matter what, I am still alive.

In this strange body, I felt the strength I had been longing for.

However, just as I was trying to understand my body, I heard someone say in a condescending tone that they would refine me into an incarnation.

I hate this kind of high-minded person the most in my life.

Just as I was about to kill him, I found myself unable to move, and what seemed to limit my movement was the short sword in my chest.

But damn it, I can't seem to pull it out.

So I remained silent, pretending to be an unconscious corpse and waiting for my time.

From their conversations, I probably knew some news, and the time was not too long before I died.

This is really good news for me, and when I get out of trouble, I can take revenge on those I hate.

Wait, that day won't be too far away.

I can't wait.

Just when I was thinking about how to get out of the predicament, the group of people infighting, and the time I was waiting for finally came!

God really treats me well!!

When the white, somewhat excessive youth swung a baseball bat at the dagger in my chest, I knew I was going to be free;

And in order to repay him for setting me free, I would cut his body with a knife, then smear him with honey, and then put him next to the ant nest and watch the ants devour him little by little.

This is the best gift I have given him to set me free.

However, reality slapped me hard.

I want to scold him,

You're a pig, no, they're not as stupid as you.

Swing the stick well, why did it change to splitting halfway;

It's okay to change it to splitting, but why is it me who splits?

My freedom, ahh

When the dagger entered my body, I swore that when I was free, I would let him taste all the torture in this world.

I thought it was over, but I didn't expect it.

The young man slashed at my chest again.

W Q N M, L G B, Gan Lin Liang, Gan Lin Liang,

I'm going to kill him.

However, what I didn't expect was that an even greater tragedy awaited me.

When the blood-lit beast flew like me, I had to rely on the instinct of this body to resist.

I thought I was going to die again, but I survived.

Although I was badly injured, I survived, and what made me even more excited was that the damn dagger was finally out of my body.

Sure enough, if you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future!

The ancients did not deceive me!!

I!!

Wu Liang!!

Finally free!!

To celebrate my freedom, I decided to change my mind and stop sending them to the ant nest, I'm going to kill them now!

As someone who witnessed my rebirth and freedom, it is worth giving them a good !!

Ancient corpse, no, Wu Liang played with the resentment in his hand, looking at the poor worm dying and struggling in the pit, he enjoyed this feeling of controlling the life and death of others.

In the big pit, Lu Changqing helped Tian Zhiguang to retreat to the corner, leaned Tian Zhiguang against the corner, and stood in front of him.

Lu Changqing had an inexplicable smile on his face, and the light blue mixed with lake blue flames emanated from Lu Changqing's body.

From a distance, it looks like a Super Saiyan transformation.

The middle-aged couple were trapped on the pillar, but the two were lucky, and they were both leaning on the pillar.

Except for the middle-aged man's pale face due to excessive blood loss, there was nothing serious.

The thin Taoist priest was more unlucky, and was pressed under the pillar.

As for the fat monk, he leaned against the corner in despair, babbling in his mouth.

For the group of four people opposite, Lu Changqing did not fall into the well and did not mean to help.

The story of the farmer and the snake was deeply experienced when he was a child.

In mid-air, Wu Liang stretched out his index finger, and his resentment turned into black light waves, shooting towards the big pit on the ground!!