There are also many cases in history of ghost crying in the middle of the night. Of course, these stones can't be recorded in the news. However, there are many rumors among the people.

For example, on the eve of the Tangshan earthquake, there were first swarms of rats on the streets, then domestic animals were restless, and vicious dogs hurt people. Animals are very sensitive to natural disasters, and these have been scientifically proven for a long time. But there is also an unknown rumor, some survivors after the incident, heard miserable cries in the middle of the night, and even Yin soldiers borrowed the way.

Isn't it very widespread for ghosts to cry in the middle of the night, but the Yin Soldier has a detailed record in the records of some strange things. In general, these two things are related.

Even if it was such a big event back then, I am afraid that it was not as shocking as the ghost crying in the cave at this time. If this continues, if the Heavenly Dao sends down punishments, then Dongmen City will definitely be a devastating disaster.

At this time, such a terrible ghost cry made the whole cave seem even more miserable and weird, and the cold breath was like being in an ice cave. It makes people tremble unconsciously.

Even I unconsciously tightened my clothes. It's not really cold, although the style of this dress is very down-to-earth, but the material is not an ordinary material, in addition to being able to resist blows, stimulate neurons, and automatically regulate body temperature. Still, I felt cold. It was a cold that rushed to the bones and slowly penetrated the surface of the body.

In the accompanying procession, some ghosts began to stir, and the mournful ghost cries rang out around me. Even when they heard the mournful cry, they sensed that something was wrong.

"Shut up!" The mouse-eyed Taoist priest played a yellow talisman, and immediately turned into firelight and directly hit a wet female water ghost, and her soul was scattered before she could howl miserably.

The remaining ghosts suddenly looked at the rat-eyed Taoist priest in horror, and trembled and quickened their pace.

The distance of more than ten meters seemed long and deep, and the darkness ahead was like an ancient giant beast opening its mouth and waiting for its prey to walk in on its own.

Finally, it came to an end. An old Taoist priest with a gray beard and a grade of about sixty, still thin and small, with a black face on his face, squinted at us, glared at the mouse eyes and said, "I came so late, that room just vacated, you can send it over!"

"Yes! The disciple had just received this batch of ghosts, so he rushed over directly. Elder Hong, I'll take them in and don't disturb Elder Qingxiu. The rat's eyes seemed to be a little afraid of this Elder Hong, and with a hint of fear on his face, he said respectfully.

"By the way, if you go down the mountain this time, is there any whereabouts of Hong San. Let him go down and check on the matter of the painted skin ghost who was released, why he hasn't come back now. Elder Hong then asked.

"The disciple doesn't know, Senior Brother Hong San, Senior Brother Hong, has high skills, and now he can control human corpses, and he uses the Western Suburbs Cemetery as a stronghold, and no one in the entire Dongmen City is his opponent. Elder Hong can rest assured. "The mouse's eyes are respectful, and they don't forget to pat their asses by the way.

Elder Hong nodded, "Okay, you can go down when you're done." If there is anything in the future, you can report it to me directly. ”

The mouse's eyes immediately turned overjoyed: "Thank you Elder Hong for your attention, I, Shushan, must be one of Elder Hong's most loyal dogs." ”

Mouse Eyes Shu Shan said as he slowly withdrew with the Taoist priest who came with him.

Elder Hong squinted his eyes and nodded, seeing that Shu Shan had already withdrawn, he reached into his arms and took out a Dan furnace, "Alas! These souls are all given to the demon king first, and it is nothing to take a little bit by yourself. ”

As he spoke, Elder Hong stretched out his hand and waved, and a strip of yellow cloth stretched out to directly grab a soul, regardless of the prohibition set at the door, and directly pulled it outward.

With a bang, the forbidden air bubbled up with a ball of fire, and the ghost entangled in the yellow cloth only had time to let out a scream, and then turned into a transparent phantom.

Elder Hong directly threw this transparent phantom into the Dan furnace in front of these hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo!" The cries in the cave rang out again. Ghosts are just the existence of another situation, and after the first seven you can remember everything in front of you, it can be said that in addition to the different situations, ghosts are actually an independent individual, and they have thoughts and feelings like people.

This Elder Hong of the Taiping Dao did not shy away from it at all, and directly slaughtered the ghost on the ground. The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad! Not to mention people. The soul that can't do without the cage is being kept in captivity like a flock of sheep at this moment. Slaughtering them like cattle in front of them will not be sad.

I could see that my forehead was also bruised. Ghosts are not all heinous, and generally speaking, what kind of person is in front of you is still what kind of ghost is after death. As long as they don't stay in the world and enter the underworld, they are still small citizens of a city! Besides, who will not die. Who wants their soul to be treated like this after death!

"Hahahaha!" For this sad ghost crying, Elder Hong smiled for a long time. He seems to be enjoying the joy that this atmosphere brings him. Holding the magic trick in his hand and constantly changing, the Dan furnace trembled uncontrollably at this moment. Then I heard a muffled thought.

Strike! The lid of the Dan furnace flew up with the muffled sound of this body. An intoxicating fragrance permeates the space.

Just smelling the smell made me feel a burst of relief, a refreshing feeling from the depths of my soul. My eyes couldn't help but stare at the red pill in Elder Hong's hand, and two words appeared in my mind, Soul Pill!

Regarding the Soul Pill, my Purgatory Soul Bottle can also be condensed, but it looks several grades worse than the one in Elder Hong's hand.

The smile on Elder Hong's face was rather smug. Carefully took out a jade bottle and filled the soul pill into it.

"A thousand souls condense a soul pill, it's really a big harvest! If I hadn't followed the Demon King and taken such an opportunity, hahaha, three soul pills were enough to conceive my soul to the Venerable Perfection level, and in time I would definitely have a place in the Patriarch's Council. These idiots, they thought I was getting a chore. Who would have thought that I had this secret recipe for refining the Soul Pill. ”

I squinted my eyes and looked at the Soul Pill in Elder Hong's hand, and it was fake to say that I was not tempted. The Infernal Soul Bottle once helped me forge one. It was with this elixir that I quickly rose from the fourth rank to the fifth grade of cultivation. If you add these three soul pills, then you should be just around the corner to reach the Venerable realm.

Thinking of this, I sat down quietly. The system has already been opened, just waiting for Wang Fengfeng to come over with the special operations team. As soon as they come, there will be chaos here. Even if this Elder Hong has the realm of a Venerable Being, he will have a chance at that time.

But I was surprised again. After Elder Hong took out the pill, he did not continue refining the Soul Pill, but carefully put away the Pill Furnace. Then sit down solemnly, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a crack suddenly appeared in the space, and a big hand stretched out.

I felt a sudden coercion between heaven and earth, and this coercion made me breathless. A sense of crisis came from the depths of my heart.

"Welcome to the Demon Ancestor. Hong De had already prepared his soul for the Demon Ancestor. Elder Hong stood up and saluted respectfully, and two yellow cloth bands flew out of his hands.

The cell door was lifted open with a cloth belt, and the souls inside were huddled together in horror. But after a while, they floated out like puppets. Along the middle of the yellow cloth band, he slowly walked towards the huge palm.

Such a strange scene made the whole cave fall silent. Even those weeping souls suddenly became demented when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Even I had a brief moment of distraction, even though it was only for a few seconds, it still scared me, and the sweat was already running down my back. Who is the owner of this big hand? What kind of existence is the Demon Ancestor enshrined in Taiping Dao?

In my opinion, the deterrence of this hand is even stronger than that emanating from my own master, Qingyunzi.

For my master, I have never been able to guess his realm. As my cultivation became more and more profound, the more I felt the mystery of Master. But the feeling that this hand gave me even made me feel powerless, believing that this hand was going to grab me, and at this time I could only watch, without a trace of resistance!

It's a hierarchical difference. It's like a human being facing a chicken or duck that he raises. When you want to eat, you only need to reach into the cage, and the chickens and ducks have no room to resist.

I quietly controlled my breath, and even my breathing became cautious. At this time, I have only one wish, and that is that this damn Elder Hong should not choose this cell of his own.

However, after grabbing the soul that had entered the palm of the hand, the big hand retracted into the crack space. It was a huge relief to me. There were forty or fifty souls in this cell. It should be enough for him to consume for a while.

At the same time, my gaze fell on the place where Elder Hong was sitting. At first, I didn't pay attention to it, but now I realized that the place where Elder Hong was sitting was actually an altar.

And Elder Hong was sitting on the altar in the tribute position. When the big hand was retracted, Elder Hong slashed his middle finger with a knife and pointed it at the altar.

There were already hundreds of blood-colored fingerprints on the altar. This is not good news, it is only a month or two before the ghost gate is opened, and there are hundreds of handprints on this altar, which directly shows that this terrifying big hand does not come only once a day, but several times a day, just like three meals a day. Plus an early snack!

I couldn't help but smile bitterly at myself, is this in a hurry to deliver food to this big hand? But it's too late to say anything.

Elder Hong has the Venerable realm, and he is only a five-rank realm, if he holds a master banquet and gets a gift from the Heavenly Dao, he is sure to kill the other party, but now, he is really not sure.