"How much more than a man?" Seeing this, Yun Shibao couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, and said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the yin qi above his head suddenly distorted, and skeleton warriors holding weapons appeared in mid-air out of thin air, their bones glowing with metallic sheen.

Xuanyin ghost crying, this martial art Yun Shibao that he got in the kung fu world back then has long been eliminated by Yun Shibao because of his power, but he uses it at this moment, although the power is a little worse, but it is very in line with the atmosphere of the netherworld.

"Who the hell are you? I am a small whirlwind of hundreds of households under the ghost throne of the Black Mountain, and the acquaintance is quickly captured. Seeing these skeleton warriors who appeared out of thin air, the ghost fire in the eyes of the Yin Soldier Commander flickered, the spear in his hand was crossed to his chest, and his voice was full of vigilance and solemnity.

He could feel that each of these skeleton warriors had no less than third-order strength, and once he launched an attack, with him taking this bit of Yin Soldier, there would definitely be no scum left of the other party's strangulation.

"You're not qualified to ask my name." A dark cloud rose from under Yun Shibao's feet, slowly drifting towards Black Mountain City.

Although the level of Xuanyin Ghost Cry is not high, Yun Shibao is now a fifth-order mid-grade god, and if he uses it, it is the lowest level of black tiger in the street brawl and has the effect of shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

At the same time, those skeleton warriors condensed by the Xuanyin Ghost Cry waved their weapons one after another and killed the Yin soldiers.

In just a moment's effort, this group of Yin soldiers was completely wiped out, leaving only a broken spear, and after eliminating this group of Yin soldiers, these skeleton warriors also turned into Yin Qi and dissipated.

…

"Huh? Who is brave enough to dare to kill the Yin soldiers under this seat? At the moment when this pair of Yin soldiers disappeared, in the mansion of the city lord of Black Mountain City, a yin and yang man dressed in a black silk robe, half a face for a man, and half a face for a woman suddenly pushed away the female ghost who was waiting beside him, his face was gloomy, and a gloomy roar came out of his mouth.

After the ghost king of Bishan was beaten by the blood honor, because he was the first to change his flag, not only was he not implicated by the ghost king of the mountain, but his small life was more nourishing than before, and he was named the eastern ghost marshal by the blood honor, sitting in the city of Black Mountain, and he was fierce and powerful.

He doesn't care about the death of his Yin soldiers, anyway, these Yin soldiers are the lonely souls of the human monks after their deaths, and if they want to replenish the Yin soldiers, they are just catching some casually.

What he cares about is his face, in the eyes of the old demon of Montenegro, killing his own Yin soldiers on his own territory is a provocation to his majesty.

"Come on, check it out for me..."

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Hongyan Pavilion is a comprehensive restaurant integrating food, fireworks, gambling and other functions, which not only has a well-known imperial kitchen in history, but also has countless bewitching singers and ghosts...

It is Black Mountain City, and it is the most famous restaurant in the entire Netherworld, and even the ghost king of the mountain often visited here.

It's just that with the appearance of the Blood Venerable, the Netherworld has changed dynasties, and the Red Smoke Pavilion has declined a lot compared to before.

In the back kitchen, several cooks were pushing pai gow dejectedly, and a few singers were sitting next to them boredly, yawning lazily from time to time.

"There's a guest here!" Just as the ghosts were drowsy, a shout suddenly came from outside.

The next moment, all the ghosts instantly became excited, and the green light in the originally godless eyes flashed, full of energy.

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"Guest officer, please inside..."Yun Shibao looked at the few singers and shopkeepers who were pulling his sleeves stiffly, with a green light in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and his expression couldn't help but stiffen.

After entering Black Mountain City, he was going to find an inn to stay in temporarily, and quietly waited for the old demon of Montenegro to take the initiative to send him to the door.

After all, so many Yin soldiers have died, and he has nothing to hide, if this old demon of Montenegro can't find his murderer, then he, the city lord, will be too much of a failure.

And this Red Smoke Pavilion is the tallest building in Montenegro City, and the decoration looks relatively high-grade from the outside, and Yun Shibao is not bad for money, so he simply plans to live in this inn.

However, at this moment, Yun Shibao regretted walking into this store with some regrets.

What the hell is Nima, there is not even a ghost in the huge inn, and several shopkeepers in white robes are also dull and have no spirit, this is obviously an inn that is about to close down.

"Ahem, that, girls, slow down, I'm just going to come in and see... I don't plan to..."Are these female ghosts and shopkeepers malicious to him, Yun Shibao touched his nose in embarrassment, and subconsciously wanted to leave this inn.

Yun Shibao is a fifth-order mid-grade god, how can these little ghosts hold him?

"Objectively, I am a famous imperial chef in history, and even Qin Shi Huang is full of praise for the dishes I cook..."

"Objectively take a break, the concubine's name is Xi Shi, and she is a famous singer in the Warring States..."

"Objective, the slave family is not fooled... Why don't you stay..."

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Seeing Yun Shibao's movements, these fools fried the pot in an instant, and finally a guest came, how could they just let it go?

One by one, they used all their means, either dragging Yun Shibao's arm, or simply hugging his thigh, saying that they would not let Yun Shibao leave.

"I'm here... Got into a black shop? Looking at the string of ghosts hanging on his body, Yun Shibao's face darkened a little, and he secretly said in his heart.

I have the intention to use my divine power to disperse these ghosts, but there is no resentment on these ghosts, which means that they have not harmed anyone.

Helpless, Yun Shibao had to have a black face, dragged a string of ghosts, and walked in the direction of the door, I can't afford to provoke, can't I hide?

"Don't go..."However, just as Yun Shibao was about to walk out of the Red Smoke Pavilion, there was a sudden burst of silver bells from upstairs, and then, a yin wind blew, closing the door that was originally wide open.

As the voice fell, a graceful woman in a red gauze dress flew out of a room on the second floor.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Seeing this woman, the eyes of those ghosts hanging on Yun Shibao's body lit up, and they floated down one after another, stood behind the woman, and said in a low voice.

"You... Don't go..."The woman walked barefoot and slowly walked in front of Yun Shibao, glanced at him, and there was an undoubted feeling in her silver bell-like voice.

"Girl, I'm just an unlucky poor scholar, why don't you force me to stay?" Seeing this woman, Yun Shibao's pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, and then he tidied up the somewhat messy clothes that had been ripped by the ghosts, and looked at the woman.

This woman is clearly a great ghost king who has cultivated to reach the top grade of the fifth order, and her strength is probably a few points stronger than the previous Pishan Ghost King.