"It's just a hundred-year-old evil ghost, and he dares to be presumptuous here? Don't you think that in this place, anyone can come and spread wild?"

Suddenly, the coffin inside the coffin shop set off a gust of yin wind whistling in the sky, the yin wind was ethereal, the cold air spread, and there was an amazing vibration sound from the sealed coffin, as if there was some terrible murderous thing suppressed inside, and it was about to be suppressed, and it was going to get out of trouble at this moment.

After a long time, an indifferent voice remembered and said fiercely: "I'll come!"

Immediately, the surrounding coffin boards were banging, as if in response to the person who spoke, and slowly fell silent.

"Oh no, the coffin board can't be suppressed, run!"

Some old people recalled the last time when the coffin board could not be suppressed, the terrifying scene that happened, even if they were already lonely souls, they would feel extremely cold and cold.

"Bang!"

I saw that a coffin carved from sycamore wood suddenly set off a strong wind, the wind crossed, the coffin board flew directly, and the fierce ghost outside smashed over, and the evil ghost will not be allowed to have half a reaction, and the majestic power is the soul body that runs through his hundred years, and it was directly destroyed on the spot and became a phantom, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Who's prying my coffin board?"

Xia Dao opened his eyes at this moment, staring at the person who came out of the coffin board with a smile, this person was dug up by him and buried, it is estimated that there should be a thousand years of time, recalling the past, his expression was quite sad, and he said in a low voice: "Come out and work, there is so much nonsense there, in BB, the use time of your coffin board is halved." ”

The little ghosts outside were all a little dazed, a little stunned, they really couldn't imagine that someone could pry the coffin board and climb out of the coffin, such an opening was really a little scary.

The person who came out was a general wearing ancient armor, with murderous intent all over his body, and he was angry, looking at the summer knife outside, and said a little indifferently: "Say, get me out, what do you do?"

"It's very simple, go and destroy the gang outside. I'm a person who hates trouble, especially this kind of trouble that comes to my door. After many years of not making a move, it seems that someone has forgotten the temper of our place. ”

Xia Dao's eyes flashed a cold light, it was a man-eating eye, and he glanced around at everyone, the breath of the zombie permeated the heavens and the earth, the gods and demons were disgusted, and the ghosts and gods did not dare to approach.

"You two show me the way!"

Leaving two tongues, Nanming's little overlord Zhou Tong looked at the two little ghosts in front of him, stretched out his hand, easily pinched their necks, and said.

"Big brother spare your life, big brother spare your life, let's lead the way. ”

The two tongues didn't know if it was good luck or some other reason, they were lucky not to be bombarded by the uncontrollable coffin board to become scum, and the ashes were annihilated, but they were lucky to survive, recalling the scene that happened just now, they were like in a dream.

"A flying coffin board killed our boss?"

The ghosts have seen many strange ways to die, and they think that after becoming a ghost, the endurance of the soul has been greatly improved. However, until now, the two of them still find that this world is full of wonders, and ghosts limit their imagination, and it is unbelievable that there are such operations in the world.

"This big brother, aren't you going?"

The two ghosts stared at Xia Dao at the door with some trepidation, and asked cautiously.

"He doesn't have to, this guy is a salted fish, he can lie down and never move. Besides, ants like you, I can pinch them to death with my hands, and I don't need our boss to make a move. ”

Zhou Tong groaned, looked at it again, Xia Dao shook his head helplessly, how many years have passed, this guy is still so salted, he is used to it.

The people around them all came over tremblingly, looking at the coffin shop curiously, they rarely saw Xia Dao make a move. However, just Xia Dao's subordinates are so amazing, if his body makes a move, what kind of scene it should be, for a while, everyone can't help but think about it, and they can't extricate themselves for a long time.

"Boss, no, someone came to the door to smash the field. ”

Modern ghosts are extremely modern, especially some old ghosts, after they are familiar with urban life for a while, they have given up their previous so-called titles, and changed their careers to start the underworld business in the ghost world, dominating one side, and the benefits are amazing.

At this moment, in the station of Lao Jiumen, the evil spirits who had been stained with blood in their hands stared at Zhou Tong who walked in slowly, their eyes were blood-red, their green fangs were green, and they were grinning around Zhou Tong's side, and they didn't make a move, looking at the two little ghosts beside Zhou Tong with a murderous face.

"Ah three, ah four, you two dare to bring outsiders here, don't you want to live? How many times do you want to try a thousand cuts of torture?"

The three and four in the mouths of the evil ghosts are the two little ghosts who led the way for Zhou Tong, their identities are low, they are all miscellaneous fish soldiers who follow behind the boss and shout 666, and they are not qualified to enter such a core place on weekdays.

"What about the people outside? Somebody barged in, and they didn't signal?"

At this moment, the evil ghosts also seem to have noticed something unusual, according to common sense, they all have evil ghosts on duty outside to guard the gate, but until now, the evil ghosts on duty have not yet appeared, and suddenly, the expressions of the evil ghosts changed wildly, staring at Zhou Tong coldly.

"They're not coming, they're all my snack. ”

In Zhou Tong's eyes, these evil ghosts can only be used as a snack after the meal, and after devouring and refining, the benefits obtained are limited. Therefore, I was not very interested in this action, and said indifferently.

"Kill him. ”

One by one, the evil ghosts have shown their good tricks, which is illusion. Because the ghosts are spiritual bodies and soul states, they are immune to most physical attacks, but it also limits the development of their physical combat power, and all spells are biased towards attacking souls and interfering with spiritual and visual aspects.

"Oh, it's pretty lively here. ”

Just when everyone was fighting, a white-haired old Taoist priest walked in outside, this old Taoist priest was wearing a clean Taoist robe, with a kind face, looking at the evil ghost and Zhou Tong inside, frowned, and said: "If your coffin shop wants to solve this matter, I have no opinion, but I hope you don't do something out of the ordinary like last time, I will be very embarrassed." ”

This old Taoist is the defender of this area, the so-called defenders, that is, some Taoist priests themselves, they maintain the surface peace of an area, no matter how chaotic the underground world is, the surface world, there can be no big problems.

Generally speaking, the outer urban world is the surface world, and the dark side of the urban world is the inner world.

Many people can't believe that they have never seen many ghosts and ghosts wandering around the city for countless years day and night.

Even if most people do, it means that they are not far from death.

This thousand-year-old demon who just came, as soon as he made a move, destroyed the local snake that had been entrenched here for many years, Lao Jiumen. And unscrupulously tortured and killed ordinary people in the mortal world, plundered their souls, and cultivated their own evil magic spells, which attracted the attention of the defenders.

Therefore, this old Taoist priest is planning to come over and test the water to solve this disobedient trouble.

Of course, they can all get benefits from solving these troubles, whether it is the merits of the Heavenly Dao, or the ghost crystals obtained after killing the ghosts, some magic weapons of the ghosts, and precious materials, all of which can help them charge towards a higher realm.

The major worlds are all the same, without money, what avenue do you cultivate?

Only with money can you have knowledge, and only with knowledge can you have power, this is a process that complements each other, and it is by no means that you can just practice this method casually, and you can only say that you are looking for death.

Unless you have a natural protagonist template, otherwise, you should dispel the idea of cultivating as soon as possible!

This old Taoist priest is obviously lucky, he has a heritage and a complete cultivation system, even if the realm of the exercise level has an upper limit, it is enough for him to cultivate for a lifetime.

The current old Taoist priest has hundreds of years of Taoism, plus some magic weapons to suppress ghosts, and he still has a few chances of winning against a thousand-year-old demon.

"I advise you to go back, this time your target will make you die a miserable death. Zhou Tong looked at the person in front of him, and in the depths of his mind, a fragment of memory emerged, which contained memories of this Taoist priest, but it was a long time ago, about three hundred years ago!

A Taoist priest who has lived for 300 years, if the outside knows, he will definitely go crazy.

Ordinary people can live to more than 100 years old, which can be regarded as the limit, and no one can imagine what the concept of living to 300 years is, I am afraid that the children and grandchildren have passed through several generations.

"You are ............."

Maybe it was because there was no contact for a long time, the old Taoist priest was still a little confused at first, and he didn't recognize it, but he just thought that this was a little ghost on the side of Xia Dao, and when he heard Zhou Tong's voice, he trembled all over his body, and his breathing was a little short, and he quietly looked at Zhou Tong in front of him, and said: "Three hundred years, three hundred years have passed, and the predecessors still look the same, and they have not had half of the aging." I really envy this old man. ”

The old Taoist priest sighed leisurely, causing the evil ghosts around him to feel that they couldn't get over their face.

It's obviously a fight, but it suddenly becomes a nostalgia, is there a sudden change in the picture?

However, what is quite a headache is that their evil ghosts took advantage of the gap between Zhou Tong and the old Taoist priest, not that they did not work the contrary, they used all their killing methods, illusions, all kinds of netherworld magic weapons that can hurt people's souls, and some high-tech pistols, all of which were lost.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of collision sounds resounded in the gloomy old mansion, the whimpering cold wind blowing, the withered branches of an old locust tree, creaking, the silent black clouds, covering the sky and the sun, not even a little light can be put here, everything is escaped into a state of complete darkness, into a kind of death horror.

"Is this a ghost who still uses a gun?" The old Taoist priest felt that he couldn't keep up with the times, and the ghost could use a gun, so you said that he was afraid.

A pale white talisman was supported in front of him, and after resisting a few shots, the old Taoist priest was killed in front of the demons.

"Well, yes, yes. This set of divine rune seal techniques of yours already has the true taste of your master. It's a pity that the old guy still didn't survive the limit and died on the road of the avenue, otherwise, today, he can have a good reminiscence and drink. "Zhou Tong is indeed an acquaintance of the old Taoist, and he has a relationship with the old Taoist's master, and his master dug him out. Then, he was buried in the ground, and then Xia Dao dug him up, and he has continued to this day, he is in Xia Dao's coffin shop.

The past is like a dream, and when I recall it, it is sad in vain.

"What kind of monster is this damn person? We evil ghosts are already extremely perverted existences, how can there be anything more perverted than us in this world? Swords, guns, sticks, and eighteen kinds of martial arts are all useless, is he invincible?" At this moment, the evil ghosts were completely desperate in their hearts, the guns in his hands, the bullets fired, touched Zhou Tong's body, they would fall directly to the ground, and corrode into a small pool of liquid.

The ghost magic under their control even directly devoured themselves, causing their soul states to be much more illusory, unable to support the manifestation of the entity, and the pistol in their hands also fell to the ground immediately.

"Dead, all dead. ”

Ah San stared at the picture in front of him, like a mad demon, it was terrible, it was simply terrible, if the old Taoist priest was still a human, then this Zhou Tong was simply not a human, but a demon god. With a wave of his hand, it was like a giant whale swallowing the sea, and the evil ghosts, unable to escape his big mouth, swallowed directly into his stomach and disappeared.

The same is true for Ah Four, the two of them are inherently timid, they are scared to death ghosts who are scared to death.

Since the beginning of their cultivation, they have mainly cultivated their own courage, and now they feel that they should have three courages, but in the face of such a terrifying scene, these three courages are still frightened, and they directly collapse their little hearts.

"Come out!"

After Zhou Tong cleaned up these evil ghosts, he looked at the old locust tree and said indifferently.

The old locust tree slightly exuded a silver luster, and then, shining on the entire small courtyard, an old demon with a withered face turned in front of everyone, his skin membrane was extremely rotten, pitted and wrinkled, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes of time.

"It's been a thousand years, a thousand years, and I've finally waited for you to come. ”

This old demon with a thousand-year-old Taoist practice seemed to be waiting for Zhou Tong on purpose, looking at Zhou Tong's eyes, full of killing intent and death.

"Who are you? We know each other? Moreover, you actually know that I am coming?" Hearing the voice of the thousand-year-old demon in front of him, Zhou Tong looked dazed, and he didn't remember who this person was after thinking for a long time. I've seen it somewhere.

"Yes, little people like us, you should have forgotten. However, you won't forget this thing!" the thousand-year-old demon took out a sachet embroidered with mandarin ducks, stroked it carefully, and said sadly.

"This is ................" Zhou Tong seemed to remember, this thing was about a dusty memory of him, the past that he didn't want to recall, and he glanced at the thousand-year-old demon, his expression was unpredictable, and after a long time, he showed a little essence, and said hesitantly: "You are the locust tree next to the pear blossom fall." ”

"Do you finally remember?" The thousand-year-old demon looked sad and indignant, remembering all the things at the beginning, and couldn't help but pinch his fingers deeply into the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out.

Under the blank gaze of everyone, Zhou Tong didn't want to explain anything, and there was no need, the past was like smoke, he had already planned to forget, since he chose to seal the dust, such a memory, then he must not want to recall.

"After so many years, I didn't expect you to become a spirit and make people. Are you trying to get revenge on me? Yes, if I were you, it would be the same, but you can't kill me, and besides, you're going to die. ”

Zhou Tong glanced at the thousand-year-old demon indifferently and said disdainfully.

"Going to die? I know, I knew it before. However, I still have to come, there is no way. My life may have been predestined. The thousand-year-old demon seemed to fall into a kind of contemplation, and his tone was a little low, as if he had made a great determination in his heart, and he could not be shaken.