Chapter Sixty-Eight: Under the Gray Blood Yin God
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"Uncle, if I kill you, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, and you will harm young boys and girls again! . Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info。。。 But is it a little lonely for a person? or let them change my cell... Hehe!" Dugu Feng had just arrived in the Hell Realm and effortlessly killed a master at the level of refining the Void and Void Combination Dao, and he felt a little excited in his heart.
At this time, Dugu Feng was surprised to find that the middle-aged man's blood turned gray after being exposed to the air for a few minutes...
Dugu Feng quickly brainstormed, and searched in his mind for the record of "Nine Hell Yin Gods" in the "Great Wilderness Sutra": The Nine Yin Gods are divided into two kinds, one of which has no **, only the soul, colorless and tasteless, and cannot be seen by ordinary people. The physical attack is ineffective, and its body fluids are gray, so it is also called the "Gray Blood Yin God". The second is an ordinary bull-headed horse-faced yin god, with profound skills and very spiritual intelligence.
"Gray blood?!Could it be that this colorful uncle is not human... It's the Gray Blood Yin God??!! then how did he get this ****? Will the words of the Yin God also be forbidden by the Forbidden Demon Gui? Why is it so weak!"
Just as 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in Dugu Feng's heart, in a dark but delicate small room, Meng Po was hand-knitting a piece of clothing similar to underwear.
The black-clothed yin god on the side looked at her quietly in the dark corner, as majestic and upright as a black sculpture, and laughed with Meng Po from time to time.
"Hehe, that kid must have been occupied by our children, white and tender, with fine skin and tender meat, cool!"
The dim candlelight shines on one of Meng Po's old faces, although this face has long been furrowed after years of carving, but through its outline and facial features, it is not difficult to see that Meng Po must have been a beautiful woman when she was young.
"Hehehehehe! Shh~~ Be quiet! I don't understand my own son. In terms of appearance, that little girl is the best, but my son is a good man, so I am sewing new underwear for him, my son has not had a new cellmate for so long, he will definitely **, I can't hold it!" Meng Po smiled.
"That's right, let him go, but my son is still forbidden by the forbidden demon gui, there won't be any problems, right?" said the black-clothed Yin God worriedly.
"Don't worry, that kid will return to the level of the void level, it's enough! When the king of Mori Guang Yama comes back this time, I will beg him, presumably he will not shirk if I help him ascend the throne of the king of Yama, and will not shirk, he will give me the medicine to remove the forbidden demon Gui, and then I will heal my son, so I don't have to pretend to be a prisoner in that prison every day, you can come out and be a yin god generously! When the time comes, put him in the human world, regardless of men and women, it's not as good as he can do!~~Hey! You go quickly! Don't delay me here!"
"It makes sense! My son is the body of the Yin God, the body of a human being, it is not easy to survive by relying on the Yang Essence, so why suffer from the forbidden demon Gui! It is also a good thing to be liberated early! Madam, I still have something to do, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, and I will continue to live another day!" The black-clothed Yin God said, nodded at Meng Po, picked up the sickle in his hand, and disappeared into the darkness.
"Phew, stinky woman, if it weren't for the sake of ruling these gray yin gods in this underworld, how could I have done that terrible thing with you, a master with eight faces! Now that I have that half-dead alien, I am afraid all day long, and I am exposed by others. I wish he had died soon!" The black-clothed Yin God walked to a no-man's land and whispered.
The silver needle kept shuttling between the threads, and suddenly, the cold pricked Meng Po's hand! Meng Po suddenly felt alarmed, stopped the needlework in her hand, and exclaimed:
"Something happened to my son!"
Inside cell 120.
"It's over, it's over, it seems that I've killed someone who shouldn't be killed, I thought he was an ordinary prisoner, and it seems that he still has a bit of a background!"
Dugu Feng looked at the dead corpses on the ground, his eyebrows furrowed, and he was embarrassed.
"My Chiyou black blood can only defile the magic weapon, and cannot corrode objects in a large area, even the small piece of tongue just now used a large amount of Chiyou black blood to barely corrode a little key occurrence site, such a large volume, it must be impossible to corrode, and the corpse will be destroyed!"
Dugu Feng paced around in the room, at a loss. At this time, he was in a cage, and all the maple essence that he was proud of was sealed, although the Chiyou bloodline was practiced to the strongest, known as "immortal and immortal", which was similar to the Western Buddha's "Vajra does not destroy the body". But after all, the current Dugu Feng is far from that level.
It is no exaggeration to say. Now there is a random Yin God, whether it is the Gray Blood Yin God, or the bull head and horse face, Dugu Feng can only be beaten.
"Damn! If it weren't for the forbidden demon gui who forbade my maple tree essence, I could at least use the natural dao method to bury the corpse! This colored uncle is obviously gray blood, but he is in a cell with me. There must be a deception, maybe it is inextricably linked to a certain master in this hellish place. In case the other party is entangled with the henchmen to find trouble, I am invincible with two fists and four hands!!"
Dugu Feng was nervous, and at the same time looked at the fallen uncle with bad intentions.
"This old pervert must be a person with status, otherwise he wouldn't look very familiar with the Yin God just now, so he must have at least some good treasures on him!"
Just thinking about it, Dugu Feng's hands consciously searched for the middle-aged man's clothes, and he groped all over the clothes all over his body, but found nothing.
"Hey, it's so strange, there's nothing!? In that case, I can only be embarrassed to confiscate your little brother as a thank you for killing you!"
Dugu Feng relieved himself with ridicule, and was about to get up, but found that the middle-aged man's crotch actually had a small ring-shaped protrusion.
"it!, you won't really hide the baby here, right?!" Dugu Feng scolded lightly, grabbed the small ring, and pulled it out roughly, and the clothes on the middle-aged man's lower body were torn by Dugu Feng.
"Hahaha, the evening is not guaranteed, uncle~~" Dugu Feng teased a dead corpse as if he was nervous, and at the same time blew a ring with the thickness of his middle finger in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
I saw that its body was bronze, with a faint yellow light, and it looked relatively simple and old. On the inside of the ring, there are eight small characters engraved with "The ring is in the hand, and I have it".
Dugu Feng stood up, played with the ring in his hand, put it on the middle finger of his right hand, contracted his palm, and felt the pressure on the ring when the middle finger was tight.
Although this ring is not an ancient treasure, it can be hidden so deep by this old thing, it is definitely not ordinary, and it must have a great use!"
"Hmm... The ring is in hand, do I have it?" After Dugu Feng put on the ring, he inadvertently recited the spell engraved in the ring.
At this moment, a ray of white light shot out of the ring and shone on the middle-aged man's body, and in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man disappeared into the cell out of thin air, leaving only the gray blood on the ground, and the smell of blood all over the room, proving everything that had just happened here.
"This is ... Space Ring ??!!" Dugu Feng felt a trace of mana fluctuation, and after he recited the spell, it came out of the ring, sucking the middle-aged man into its own space. It's very similar to the scene of the bull-headed horse-faced two people entering the "Forbidden Demon Gui" at that time.
At the same time, a few miles away from the cell, the Meng Po was hurrying to live with a short cane, and rushed towards room 120 with a few followers... Footsteps, getting closer!
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