The strange creature looked up at the full moon that hung above the nine heavens.

Looking down from above, almost the entire Liuteng City houses were covered with strange creatures in different clothes!

Fulai Inn, sitting at the tea table in the guest room drinking, Zijun's eyes were fixed and he looked out the window.

Dense footsteps, crackling, mixed with roars.

"Here we are." Putting down the teacup, Zijun waved his hand, and a light blue space magic circle instantly enveloped the entire inn.

All the strange creatures passing by on the street turned a blind eye to the inn, as if they could not see it.

"Master, what's coming?" Zi Ming turned her head to look at Zi Jun, who put down the teacup and explained.

"The creatures outside the inn seem to have suffered some kind of curse, and the spiritual power in their bodies is not obtained from cultivation, but more like ...... Ferry. ”

"Chuandu?" Zi Ming didn't understand, and tilted her head in confusion.

The method of transmission is similar to an empowerment but it is not, the former does not need to be instilled with spiritual power in person, but the latter is so.

Walking to the window and overlooking the entire street, Zijun saw the clues at a glance.

The strange creatures on the streets, the aura is all over the body, like blood swimming all over the body.

Without exception, the strange creatures on the streets are like this.

"Whew!" In front of the door and window of the inn, a ghostly figure walked by.

Approaching the window of the guest room where Zijun was, he turned his head sideways, closed his eyes, raised his nose and sniffed.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the strange creature frowned suspiciously, and stared at Zijun with his eyes!

The two of them were facing each other like this, but the former couldn't see Zijun at all.

After a moment's hesitation, the strange creature turned and walked forward.

Bang bang bang!

Outside the door of the guest room, there was a rapid knock on the door, which startled Ziming to get up suddenly.

Hurriedly ran to Zijun's side, holding his thighs with both hands.

"Master!" Zi Ming was so frightened that she lowered her voice and pointed to the door of the guest room and shouted Zi Jun.

Outside the window of the guest room, the departed strange creature turned back again, but in his eyes.

The room was silent, and not even a ghost could be seen.

"Immortal Master! Help! Open the door! Little Daoist save me! Hearing this, Zijun turned to look at it, ignoring the strange creatures that had returned.

I saw him release his divine sense and peek out of the inn, and the young sword cultivator from before, with a frightened expression, lay outside the door of Zijun's room, crying.

Retracting his divine sense, Zijun's heart moved at will, and the door of the guest room opened inward.

The young sword cultivator couldn't care about the magic, and crawled into the room, got up and locked the door again.

When he looked at Zijun and the others, his face turned a little pale again!

Covering his mouth with his right hand, his pupils are terrified! His left hand pointed to the wide open window, trembling so much that he didn't dare to squeak.

Following his fingers and looking up at the window, Zi Ming was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"Master!!"

Zi Ming's character turned pale, lowered his voice and shouted noisily.

Seeing the bad appearance of the two, Zijun felt funny.

The means he used before, Sensei said that it was a golden immortal, even if it was a Da Luo golden immortal, he might not be able to see the way.

I saw that he didn't look back, and with a wave of his hand, the strange creatures outside the window shattered into one place like a sculpture!

"Don't be afraid, although this creature looks ugly, its strength is no more than that of a human fairyland, and it can be destroyed with a snap of a finger."

Closing the window door, pulling Zi Ming up, walking to the tea table and sitting down, Zi Jun looked at Bright City and asked.

"With your cultivation, if you are discovered by such a monster, you will definitely die, how did you find this?"

With a long sigh of relief, Huangcheng raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea, and said with a sad face after drinking it.

"Thanks to the life-saving magic weapon Escape Talisman given to me by Master, that thing can only be used once, and the old gold is expensive."

I had been sleeping soundly before, but suddenly I heard a movement outside the window.

Curious, I went to the window to find out, and when I broke the paper window, I saw the Rakshasa ghost!

I didn't expect the legend to be true! I shouldn't have known that this was the case, greedy for appetite, and came to this broken inn to drink wine and eat meat!

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and Guangcheng stole a glance at Ziming, with a lot of resentment in his eyes.

"Look...... What to see! After a while, Dao Ye gouged out your eyeballs! Who made you walk without long eyes? ”

Zi Ming raised his chin and glared back, but although what this kid said was a little overbearing, it was not wrong.

If it weren't for the bright city that bumped into Zijun, this little guy would have the most, and he would have scolded a few words.

But he hit Zijun, the most admired immortal in this world at present.

How could he swallow his anger? Not beating up Bright City was already his biggest concession.

"Go on." Zijun slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, interrupting the two.

Nodding in response, Huang Cheng recalled the legend that Master had warned him about this place, and continued.

"The Rakshasa ghost is changed by the people of the city, and they will come out to forage for food every night, and the people who eat it are foreign monks such as us......"

After speaking, Huangcheng swallowed as if he remembered some terrifying scene.

"Today is still the third of March! If I can survive tonight, I won't come to this place anymore! ”

Huangcheng looked up and looked out through the doors and windows, his expression was like that of his own father.

"What does this have to do with the day?" Zi Ming looked at Bright City curiously and asked.

"Extravagant corpses! The actual controller of the entire ghost country! It's a real ghost! ”

Speaking of the extravagant corpse, Zijun nodded and smiled, and explained with interest.

"Born with a human face, dog ears, a beast body, and two green snakes, the name of the corpse, is a god-like existence that is not a god."

After speaking, Zijun frowned and was puzzled, according to historical records, this extravagant corpse was transformed by a righteous god.

But now this ghost country doesn't sound like what the gods and men did.

"That's right! But the extravagant corpse of this ghost country is not as recorded in ancient books, it is an evil ghost corpse god! Dedicated to the living creatures of the world! Especially monks! ”

Legend has it that this corpse was born 100,000 years ago! It is a wisp of wandering lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world, and by chance they meet fairy fate to attain the Tao.

Although this ghost fairy is strong, he is afraid of the scorching sun and can only act at night.

And the Rakshasa ghost is the people who have drunk the water of Longquan Pond.

Now it has become a monk monster who hunts for treasure here.

After listening to the story of the bright city, Zijun frowned, how many innocent people do you have to kill in order for the people of a country to become that Rakshasa ghost!

It's just Wisteria City now! That's how much there is!

And the territory occupied by the ghost country covers almost half of the southern territory!

Among the ordinary people living in it, if not billions, there are hundreds of millions!

No wonder it can be cultivated to the realm of golden immortals in 100,000 years.

There are so many rakshasas hunting for it, cannibal blood and spiritual power!

It's hard to become an immortal!

Bang!

Ziming slapped the table and became angry! With an indignant expression, he opened his mouth and scolded.

"Bastard! Compared to the demon clan, this ghost thing's methods are really cruel, Master, let's ...... it! ”

Zi Ming looked at Zi Jun expectantly, and the latter replied in a moment of silence with an expressionless face.

"Anyway, if you can poison so many people, you must have merit in killing it, so it's hard to make it difficult."

Playing with the teacup in his hand, Zijun said with a light smile.

Hearing this, Ziming danced excitedly.

In his heart, as long as Zijun makes a move, it can be said that he will do nothing! Nothing happens!

"Help!"

(End of chapter)