Chapter Twenty-Three: The Bloody Lonely Soul
There was a bit of sarcasm in the laughter of the three of them.
Hearing this mocking laughter, the ghost Huai Po was angry and hateful!
Her old wrinkled face was full of shame and anger.
She couldn't wait to rush up and tear the three vixens in front of her to shreds!
It's just a pity that she can't.
It's not like she didn't think about it.
She once went to Hu Yueniang to take revenge, but she was seriously injured by Hu Yueniang.
If it weren't for others to help, I am afraid that her old life would be buried in Hu Yueniang's hands.
Hu Yueniang's cultivation is one of the most powerful in this mountain generation.
This is also the reason why she is domineering, but she always lives freely.
"Ghost Huai Po, I know you hate me. ”
"But, hehe, who died at the hands of my Hu Yueniang, which one was not willing?"
Hu Yueniang looked at Liu Bo and said lightly.
She knows it well.
Ever since she had sucked the essence of those fools, her notoriety had indeed spread far and wide in the area.
If you want to seduce others again, it is naturally not so easy.
What she has, though, is the means.
If there is no means to seduce people, can a vixen still be called a vixen?
She looked away from the ghost Huai Po's body, and then looked around with charming eyes, skimming over the bodies of everyone present one by one, as if she was looking at her next target in a grand manner.
was looked at by Hu Yueniang, many of these mountain spirits and monsters present had slightly changed their faces, and they couldn't help but show a vigilant look.
But Hu Yueniang just smiled charmingly,
"Beware, but if I can't hook you, I'll lose. ”
Men, or male monsters, some are in order to be carried away, even if they do not hesitate to damage the Tao.
The so-called peony flower is also a ghost under the ghost, not without some reason.
For Hu Yueniang, as long as she goes to bed once, then she naturally has the means to make him unwilling to come down again.
Even if it comes at the cost of their own cultivation, Taoism, and even essence and longevity.
As soon as she thought of this, her eyes seemed to drip water.
was skipped by her gaze, and among the many monsters present, many of them involuntarily showed a little ugliness.
But at this moment, a dull voice sounded,
"Hu Yueniang!
"Hehe, does Brother Helian have an opinion?"
Hearing this voice, Yueniang was shocked, and subconsciously accepted the fox, and then smiled.
Her gaze shifted slightly, and she fell to the side.
A shirtless, stout, fierce headless ghost stood motionless.
He had no head, his feet were barefoot, and his lower body was surrounded by a tattered piece of bronze armor.
His naked skin was covered with hideous scars, and a blood-red aura continued to seep out of these scars.
Around him, terrifying ghosts and evil qi were constantly circling.
These ghosts and evil spirits were swirling, almost turning into hideous grimaces.
With such a ferocious atmosphere, just looking at it makes people feel frightened.
Even among the many spirits and spirits present, the evil aura emanating from his body was the strongest and most ferocious.
Even Hu Yueniang's gaze on this person was slightly jealous and vigilant.
Helian was shocked!
A bloody lonely soul killed in battle.
In front of him was a general of the imperial court's southern expedition a hundred years ago, but unfortunately, he was defeated and captured! The enemy cut off his head and hung it on the banner to sacrifice the flag!
After his death, his fighting spirit was not extinguished, and he had hatred in his heart, so he turned into a bloody lonely soul, wandering away from the world, and could not be reborn.
He was supposed to wander near the battlefield where he died.
It's just that I don't know what's going on, he actually came to this mountain generation here.
Helian was not very high, but when it came to ferocity.
I'm afraid that within a radius of a hundred miles, only Xue Yuexian can crush him.
Therefore, no one dared to provoke him near this mountain.
was warned by Helian Jingjue, although Yueniang did not admit defeat, she did not dare to be too presumptuous, so as not to really provoke Helian Jingjue, a bad star.
With Helian interrupted, everyone finally came to their senses.
It was the ghost Huai Po who secretly snorted twice, but she didn't dare to say anything more.
Everyone's eyes fell on the main room again, and their eyes couldn't stop looking at the inside of the main house and the surrounding situation.
This time, the reason why they came together was because they were alarmed by the movement of the fight here.
Within a radius of 100 miles, Xue Yue Immortal's cultivation was the highest, and his means were also the most powerful.
Huijue and Xueyue Immortal fight the method, the ghost qi turns into a whirlpool, reverses the celestial phenomena, and the Buddha's light shines several miles away!
Under such an astonishing movement, no matter who wins or loses, the result is naturally concerning.
"This Huijue monk is really powerful!"
"How many years has he only been cultivating?! He was able to kill the old ghost woman Xue Yue Immortal!"
The pheasant's cold voice sounded.
This time it was a boy with a yellowish complexion, thin cheeks, and high cheekbones.
The young man's eyes were small, slightly squinted, and narrowed into a slit.
He was dressed in a rough but neat cloth robe, and the shoes on his feet were straw sandals made of rattan straw.
The straw sandals are delicately woven and look very careful.
"But it looks, hiss!"
"In this scene, this Huijue monk, although he killed the Snow Moon Immortal, most of him himself has been seriously injured!
As soon as the cloth-clothed young man spoke, a middle-aged man with an awl face with cold eyes and a gloomy voice said.
On his body, he was wearing a turquoise dress, and his two eyes were completely snake eyes.
As he spoke, he kept spitting out snake letters.
Obviously, he is a snake spirit.
"I smell it too. ”
Another man spoke.
This time, the voice sounded a little unpretentious.
The one who spoke was really a fat and stupid fat man.
He had a blessed face, and his ears were as big as a fan.
With such a fat head and big ears, you can vaguely see the appearance of a fat pig.
As he spoke, he really stretched his neck and inhaled in the air, as if he were catching the smell of the air.
"Monk Huijue is a treasure, all of us here, if any of us have the opportunity to absorb his essence, I am afraid that it will be enough to increase his strength for a hundred years. ”
Yueniang suddenly spoke.
"Hehe, if it were a normal time, Monk Huijue's idea would naturally not be so easy to fight, but now it ......"
Speaking of this, she licked her lips and showed a seductive expression,
"I really want to taste the taste of this Buddhist monk. ”