Everyone looked at Lu Eighteen's line of sight, and found that two rows of people and horses dressed in white and black next to the sedan chair were approaching them step by step with heavy leg cuffs, and at some point, each of them had an extra weapon in their hands. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The gloomy breath, the weird appearance, the iron chain in the cold wind made a clear 'whoosh' sound, several people looked at each other, and frowned in unison, Wang Simiao hid behind the eight bitters, and retreated step by step with the footsteps of the eight bitters, obviously, he clearly felt that these Taishan ghosts in front of him were very bad, it turned out that those lonely souls and wild ghosts just now were just the seasoning at the beginning, and the real BOSS was sitting in the sedan chair, smiling to see how they were torn and devoured by their own hands little by little, and then painfully turned into ashes.

Wang Simiao looked at the ghost in front of him in horror getting closer and closer, Lu Shibai and Wei Kun beside him stood on the left and right sides respectively, Ba Ku and Fang Cun stood in the middle, Wang Simiao hid behind everyone, the bloody rancid smell in the yin wind made him dizzy, and suddenly in the blink of an eye, the six ghosts suddenly mixed in the wind, and quickly rushed towards them, before they could react, Lu Shibai beside him had already been hit in the face, and he took three steps back with a muffled snort.

Wei Kun jumped up with the copper coin sword and the bundle of immortal whips in his hands, and a child's chuckling voice suddenly appeared in the air, sharp and weird became clearer, the two of them went up to the wind, blocking the weapon that the ghost had fallen, Lu Shibai covered the shoulders of Jianhong, followed behind the two, and fought with the ghost.

Between the sword light and sword shadows, the pitch-black night sky was dyed with blood, and it seemed that the roar of the evil ghosts under the mountain could still be heard around, Wang Simiao only felt that the red rope on his wrist was hot, and when he looked down, he found that the copper coin at the end of the red rope suddenly shook, and when he looked up again, sure enough, Wei Kun was hit on the waist by the ghost and god, and fell to the ground after snorting.

He looked around, the rhythm of the flute around him was getting faster and faster, Wang Simiao gritted his teeth, raised his feet and ran towards Wei Kun, stretched out his hand to help him up, and carefully checked the injury, Wei Kun had blood on his forehead, it was not difficult to see the depth of the wound below, Wang Simiao's hands and feet were cold, and he was holding Wei Kun's clothes tightly.

"How are you?"

"I'm okay...... It's just that it's not the way to go on like this. ”

"Why is this happening? Wasn't the Taishan Mansion Jun Festival a success? I'm alive! ”

As he was talking, Wang Simiao suddenly found that his fingertips were flushed with blue-yellow, and there was an extremely obvious and hideous purple-red line along the blood vessels from his arm, and he instantly gasped and looked at Wei Kun incredulously.

"I ...... Didn't come alive?? ”

“……”

Wei Kun obviously also found something strange here, the skin on Wang Simiao's body was not a little bloody, and it was also a color that only the dead have, with an old yellow, and there seemed to be traces of blue and purple in his fingers, he was about to answer, when he looked up and saw a ghost suddenly appear behind Wang Simiao, his eyes widened instantly, he turned over and pressed Wang Simiao on his body, and a staff with barbs hit him unceremoniously on the back.

"Ahh

With a wail, Wei Kun only felt that the skin and flesh behind his back were torn alive, and the bright red blood and flesh shreds swirled in the air and fell to the ground.

Lu Shibai and Fang Cun were still entangled with ghosts, the two of them were more or less colored, different areas of blood condensed on their faces and clothes, Wang Simiao regretted a little, the unprecedented fear made him start to reflect on whether it was right or wrong for him to resurrect his soul, if there was no strong desire to survive at the beginning, maybe there would not be this almost devastating scene in front of him.

"God Tarzan! Taishan Mansion Jun Sacrifice wants to come and exchange his life for his life, and now you have received the soul of the Hades King and bites us back, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you? ”

Wang Simiao almost fought hard, and exited at the big man in the sedan chair not far away, even he didn't know how terrifying and weird his bloodstained forehead was bruised and protruding, but with the blue and yellow skin of a dead man.

A gust of yin wind blew, there was no movement in the sedan chair, and the ghost in front of him did not stop fighting, Wang Simiao only felt that the anger in his heart overshadowed the original fear, he held Wei Kun in his arms, trembling all over, the originally dry hair had been wet with blood and mucus in the yin wind, and some of them were attached to his forehead, emitting an extremely pungent smell.

"Lu 18 said that you are the god of eternity, in charge of the souls of all people in the world! But now he has no faith in his words, and he is really unworthy of God! ”

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly there was a disdainful laughter from the sedan chair, and the ghost on his head also stopped moving, Wang Simiao looked at the scene in front of him in horror, but on the surface he had to force himself to pretend to be calm and wise, and the hair on his eyelids covered the panic under his eyes, but added a touch of gloom.

"Heavenly ...... Evil spirit...... Solitary...... Star ......"

There was a hoarse voice in the sedan chair, like a hundred-year-old man, several people looked at each other, Lu Shibai sat on the ground panting, and listened to Taishan God slowly speak:

"The Taishan Mansion Monarch has always exchanged his life for his life, but you have come to deceive me with an empty gourd...... For thousands of years, no one dared to lie to me! ”

"On Qingling Mountain, if you obviously put the soul of the Hades King into the gourd, how could it not be!" Lu 18 said.

Unexpectedly, Taishan God chuckled again, "It's better to ...... I will spare your lives and give me this Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and I will exchange my life for my life. ”

"Impossible...... Wei Kun suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sedan chair with a tired face, reached out and held Wang Simiao's hand on his shoulder, his eyes were very determined, and said, "We believe that the dignified Taishan God will not deceive us civilians, but ...... Since something has happened to Hades, we should confess our sins. ”

"Hahaha...... In that case, disciples, enjoy this snack! ”

As soon as the words fell, the laughter in the ears around him became more and more sharp and piercing, the ghost cha held the staff in his hand, and ran towards a few people at an accelerated speed, Wei Kun subconsciously blocked Wang Simiao behind him, picked up the copper coin sword next to him, and blocked the staff that the ghost cha fell on, and then jumped up and fought with the ghost.

Wang Simiao sat on the ground, and then looked at the eight bitters next to him, who was also covered in injuries, leaving blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and the robe on his body was also tattered.

He looked at the sedan chair, and suddenly remembered what Wei Kun had said to him, Mount Tai is a cruel place, where there are wailing and torture everywhere, people have no eyes and mouths, but they have keen hearing, Wang Simiao gasped a few times, and got up with his hands and feet.

Standing in place, trembling in the wind, shaking, and finally half a day Wang Simiao gritted his teeth and spoke:

"Okay, I promise you, life for life, with my life...... Replace them! ”

"Oh?" The breeze blew, and there was silence again, and the ghost stopped moving, and the three of them looked at Wang Simiao in unison, with differences and disbelief on their faces.

"What nonsense are you talking about?! Do we need you to save us? Lu Shiba, whose face was full of scars, suddenly scolded angrily.

Wang Simiao glanced back at them, and said slowly, "Since someone has to die, let me go." Because I...... The Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, since it failed, should also ask for retribution from me! ”

"Hahaha...... Very good, give up your life...... And take righteousness too! ”

Taishan God said, Wang Simiao only felt that his feet were suddenly suspended in the air, and his body was attracted by an extremely powerful force, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the sedan chair, the soul in his body began to struggle involuntarily, but his body was stiff and unable to move, and the rancid smell was getting heavier and heavier, Wei Kun stepped forward to stop him, but was beaten ten steps away by the ghost, Lu Shibai and Fang Cun exchanged glances, quickly ran to Wang Simiao's side, and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.

The ghost next to him raised the iron chain in his hand and bound it to the necks of the two, and with a little force, the two of them were flushed with red faces, and they watched suffocation.

Just when Wang Simiao was only three steps away from the sedan chair, suddenly there was a burst of heat around his body, and there was an exclamation in the sedan chair, and the powerful force suddenly disappeared, and bounced him back to the place, Wang Simiao held his arms, straightened up, and found a golden light on his chest.

The light became bigger and bigger, and the people who stabbed reached out to block their eyes, and in just a few seconds, the surrounding area suddenly began to be filled with flames, and a few fiery red birds drilled out of their chests, fluttering their wings in the air, and finally pounced on them with sharp mouths like ghosts, and the flames on their bodies ignited the ghosts in a few clicks, and the sharp mouths even smashed the skin and flesh of the ghosts.

Several people froze in place, and even the Eight Bitters couldn't help but stop the flute when they saw this, Wang Simiao looked in disbelief at the fire in front of him that was devouring all the enemies around him, and they screamed for defense but were still burned to ashes by the fire.

"It's Phoenix Fire!" Wei Kun said with wide eyes.

"What?" The three of them spoke in unison.

"Phoenix fire, the purple-red flame is the sign of hell leading the way, someone below to save you?"

Wang Simiao hurriedly shook her head, reached out and touched her body twice, and suddenly touched a protruding thing on her chest, and instantly gasped after taking it out.

It was the bag in the dream, Wang Tiansheng struggled to throw the last bag left, after opening the bag, there were several pages of tissue paper in it, but there was only a blank piece on it, without any words.

Seeing this, Wei Kun stared at the thing for a long time, and after checking it repeatedly in his hand, he lowered his head and spoke:

"It's a book from heaven......"

"This is the Book of Heaven?" Wang Simiao was surprised.

"That'...... Is the phoenix fire emitted by the Book of Heaven? Lu 18 asked.

Wei Kun shook his head and replied with a frown, "Impossible, the Book of Heaven will not attract phoenix fire, you can quickly see what else is in the brocade bag!" ”

Wang Simiao flipped through twice, and finally shook his head, "There is nothing left, only these few pieces of paper." ”

Several people looked at each other, and before they had time to think about it, the phoenix fire became darker and darker, and finally disappeared into the night sky, and the ghost who fought just now didn't know when it turned into ashes, and the sedan chair of the god Taishan suddenly moved slightly, and there was an extremely majestic voice with anger coming from inside.

"Phoenix fire? All right! What a baby! ”

After a low laugh, the four ghosts and gods who carried the sedan chair suddenly suspended the sedan chair in the air, and the four of them walked quickly to the middle of the formation, suddenly their faces changed with various expressions, and their mouths made a 'clucking' sound like a rooster, and finally the two merged into one and became two two-faced people.

Everyone's hearts sank, and they secretly screamed that it was not good, but the two-faced man had already rushed towards them.

Suddenly, Lu Eighteen shouted, "Eight bitterness!" Be careful! ”