There was a dead silence.

A group of eighteen faceless puppets lined up neatly under a huge locust tree, quietly waiting in place.

The air began to twist for no apparent reason, and a transparent ripple appeared, first stepping out of a bearded man with a sword box on his back, then a delicate puppet more than half a meter high, and finally two ghosts, a man and a woman.

Grandma is a thousand-year-old demon, entrenched in Lanruo Temple for hundreds of years, and her subordinates have collected hundreds of demons and ghosts, and she has also killed many passers-by and scholars.

Such a monster, even if the old demon of Montenegro personally took action, it took a lot of effort to completely kill it.

The thinking logic of the old demon of Montenegro is very simple, since it has spent time and energy, it must be rewarded.

For a mysterious puppet that suddenly appeared, a ranger with an ancient sword in Buddhist scriptures, and a female ghost who killed the master, the old demon of Montenegro has always been wary and unable to trust. Although there is now a small group of ghost soldiers led by three ghost generals in the Yang World, there is still no guarantee that these people will not escape after taking the heart of the locust tree.

After all, when he fought against Grandma just now, it was obvious that the bearded man had reservations, and the mysterious puppets were even more stable, and even Grandma had no intention of making a move in the instant when she ran away.

In this way, if they really hide some means, or even a few more accomplices, even if they want to forcibly expel the ghosts and pawns, it is possible to occupy grandma's territory and stay. At that time, there will be no puppet body, and it is still unknown whether the old demon of Montenegro will be able to deal with them again with the strength that has been suppressed after returning to the Yang World.

It's better to strike while the iron is hot, and temporarily use this puppet body to come to the Yang World to make peace with the three ghosts and supervise on the spot.

"Let's do it." The old demon of Montenegro waved his short puppet arm and commanded Zihuan's ghost.

Qi Zihuan returned to his original appearance, walked in front of the old demon of Black Mountain, and said without humility or arrogance: "Please also ask the general to take action and cut the giant tree open." In addition, I need a puppet body to be able to manipulate the knife and make a perfect body for the general. ”

All the puppets he brought to the city of vain death have been given to the old demon of Montenegro.

The old demon of Montenegro groaned for a moment, stretched out his hand and grabbed the puppet team standing straight behind him at random, and a ghost spirit broke away from the puppet's body and flew into the hands of the old demon of Montenegro.

A fist clenched, and it exploded.

The other puppets remained motionless, as if they had not been seen.

"That's it." The old demon of Montenegro pointed to the unowned puppet that had fallen to the ground.

Qi Zihuan didn't talk nonsense, and flew in.

"This locust tree takes the core part first, where the yin energy is the most abundant. I've done the math enough to make a life-size puppet. Qi Zihuan walked to the tree and said in a rough gesture, "This tree will die soon, strive to take three more core parts for the three ghost generals to use before that." ”

The old demon of Montenegro did as he was told, and used the sharp blade condensed by the ghost qi to cut and divide the locust tree.

Qi Zihuan took the heart of the tree, first calmed down, touched the lines and felt it for a while, and then began to cut and carve.

The ghosts saw the knife in his hand flying up and down, like a butterfly dance, and after a while, life-size limbs and torsos gradually took shape.

Then there are some small parts that they can't read, and I think they are used to connect the joints of the limbs.

Finally, there is the skull.

Qi Zihuan's speed slowed down, and the whole person was completely engaged and carefully carved.

The facial features gradually took shape, and they were seven points similar to the appearance of the old demon of Montenegro before his death.

The next step is to polish them one by one.

The old demon of Montenegro stared at the puppet parts on the ground, thinking that it might not be long before he could lead the army to fight on the battlefield again, and the soul that had been cold for a long time began to have some heat.

It should be said that it is passion.

The humiliation and sorrow of life, and the loneliness of hundreds of years after death, are all just for this moment to come back to the world.

10,000 resentful souls, one heart!

All the parts were completed, and Qi Zihuan looked like he was just easily piecing together the fragments of these stumps, and a lifelike real puppet appeared in front of everyone.

The puppet's whole body is dark and shiny, the wood grain is clear and natural, and it is rare that there is no smile carved on the face, but a serious expression with a pursed lips and frowning.

The old demon of Montenegro was very satisfied, turned into a beam of black mist and threw himself in, and his original temporary body fell to the ground without warning.

The new puppet stood still for a moment, slowly raised its arm, and the ghostly qi like a substance continued to flow between its five fingers, and finally condensed into a black spear.

The spear stabbed out suddenly, as fast as the wind, and as powerful as a dragon.

From where he stood, a ravine of several tens of meters stretched out, and all the trees on the route broke and fell.

With his spear raised, he pointed to the unseen capital in the distance.

"A thousand years of deeds, from this moment, from here."

The puppets of the squad came behind him under the leadership of the three ghost generals, and the hands that clenched the blades all trembled slightly.

It seems that he is also excited about the grand cause in the future.

Yan Chixia reached into her arms, took out an ancient book, Qi Zihuan tacitly took it, and took a few steps forward.

"I wish the general success! I also have a congratulatory gift here, hoping to help the general's great cause. Qi Zihuan bowed slightly.

"Oh? Tell me about it. ”

The old demon of Montenegro glanced at the small puppet that was only up to his knees, and the ancient book in his hand.

"This atlas was obtained by accident, and it not only contains exercises and Taoism on it, but the most important thing is the back part." Qi Zihuan stepped forward with the ancient book in his hand, and gently opened it with one hand, "There are many information on powerful ghosts and demons collected behind this atlas, not only is each one unheard of, but some are even foreign ......."

Qi Zihuan slowly turned the page, Chu Renmei, Aleisha, Marie. Xiao appeared one by one.

The old demon of Montenegro was a little unconcerned at first, but when Qi Zihuan opened the pictures of those exotic ghosts, he could feel that the pictures contained a resentment that was completely different from the common ghost and demon aura.

Pure, and not weak.

Qi Zihuan stopped flipping through the book, handed it a few more points, and said respectfully: "This picture is also a pearl in my hands, I want to use the ability of a general, as long as I can bring these strange ghosts under my command according to the map, I will definitely be able to add wings to the tiger......"

The old demon of Montenegro was moved, and leaned over to pick up the ancient books in the puppet's hand.

At this moment, a peachwood sword suddenly appeared, and in an instant, black light burst into flames, and it stabbed forward.

Jing Ke stabbed Qin, and the picture was poor.

Although the routine is old, it is still a good routine.

The old demon of Montenegro didn't have time to dodge, so he had to hold the blade of the sword with a big wooden hand, blocking the sword momentum.

The black qi in his hand and the black light on the sword were constantly entangled and contended.

As soon as he shouted, he was about to straighten his back and stab the little puppet with a gun, but he felt that there was also a sword wind behind him.

The bearded man chanted a mantra in his mouth, and an ancient sword shone with golden light, and it slashed down from the back of his head.

Behind!

How can it be behind you?

There should be three generals and a team of ghost pawns behind him, and it is impossible to be eliminated quietly!

He didn't see it, but the hammer, knife, and bow behind him were all raised, ready to strike.

against their masters.

Against the demon king who burned them alive.

To the animals who imprisoned them in the dead city and turned them into the walking dead.

For thousands of years, this moment has been waited.