There are so many!

Seeing this, Zhang Biao was taken aback.

You must know that evil things like ghosts will not be able to maintain their physical bodies for a long time, and the remnant souls will eventually be devoured by tiger ghosts.

Moreover, it didn't take long for the aura to recover, and this tiger ghost had just gotten out of trouble, and so many people had gathered in a short period of time, so you can imagine how many people had been harmed......

Looking at the clothes of those ghosts again, Zhang Biao's face was instantly gloomy.

Among them, the disciples of the Five Immortal Sect only account for a small part, and the most are still ordinary people in ragged clothes, both men and women, young and old.

This is the slaughter of an entire village!

The tiger ghost is hidden in the cave, and he is also bound by the cave and cannot leave, most of them borrow the ghost to lure the people here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao stretched out his hand to pick it up, and the snake soul fruit in the snow suddenly flew up, and it could have escaped the snatching of the ghost and fell into his hands.

Facing the ghosts in the valley, Zhang Biao was unhurried, picked up the snake soul fruit and put it to his mouth, clicked, and took half a bite.

"Roar!"

This move seems to have completely angered the tiger ghost.

I saw the snow in the valley shaking, the wind howling, and a large black mist rising with the snow, making the vision blurred.

At the same time, ghosts are also swarming.

Because Zhang Biao restrained his breath, these stupid creatures couldn't detect it, and they used their hands and feet like animals, crawling from all over the wall, and the green light flashed in their eyes.

I even want to cast ecstasy on him!

Zhang Biao was naturally not afraid, but the tiger ghost had not yet appeared, so he did not fight back, jumped up to dodge, and jumped vertically and horizontally in the group of ghosts, with ease.

Call~

Suddenly, a black mist rose from the snow, as fast as light and shadow, and suddenly drew towards him.

It can be vaguely seen that the black mist makes up the tiger's tail, which is as thick as an adult's thigh, and the length is even more amazing.

"It's good to come!"

Zhang Biao smiled, dodged with a spin in the air, and at the same time raised his left hand, several yin spells flew out.

Unexpectedly, this tiger ghost was extremely fast, its tail disappeared in an instant, and it easily dodged the Yin Curse, and then a red demon fire erupted from the snow.

Zhang Biao laughed, and in an instant, the black mist exploded, turned into a shadow and jumped on the mountain beam, standing with his hands in his hands, looking down.

The ghosts who came up froze all over, as if they had lost control, and the green fire in their eyes disappeared, plopping and falling into the snow like dumplings.

"Roaring ——!"

At the same time, a roar of pain rang out.

In the snow of the old Xionggou Valley, the yin wind howled, and the black mist gathered, turning into a colorful giant tiger, with a forehead inlaid with a face, stirring the wind and snow, and constantly distorting.

On the surface of its body, green vines twisted wildly, but thousands of devouring cicadas were wreaking havoc in its body.

It turned out that the moment the ghost appeared from the snow, Zhang Biao knew that the old Xionggou cave was hidden in the snow, and it seemed to be waiting, but in fact, the spirit devouring cicada had already burrowed into the snow along his feet.

Under his attraction, the tiger ghosts didn't notice it at all, and they were parasitized by the spirit devouring cicadas, and those ghosts lost control and naturally couldn't move.

The Psionic Eye worked, and information rushed in:

The god of white mountains (yellow level seven products)

1. The demon name Baishan shook the mountains and forests, and the cunning and ferocious snow was still deep. The thousand-year-old ghost haunts again, and the cave sky sleeps and the shadow palpitates.

Thousands of years ago, the demon cultivator of the Great Snow Mountain, called the White Mountain Jun, was killed and suppressed, and the ghost did not disperse after death, and after a thousand years, he turned into a god, and he was haunted again, trapped by the cave, and could not leave the old bear ditch.

2. You can use trickery: demon fire, soul dementor, wanderer, and wind, and the weaknesses are magic and fire.

3. Suppressed by the male-faced uncle, his soul is unclear.

4. Parasitized by devouring cicadas, spiritual energy consumption...

Only seven products?

Zhang Biao frowned, feeling a little strange.

According to Hu Yunhai, the elder of the Five Immortals Sect, this Baishan Jun was once a demon king, and he was an old enemy of the Five Immortals Sect.

It is really strange that such a ferocious demon king, the soul of the dead only has seven grades.

But he didn't think much of it at this time.

In order to prevent backlash, the level of the Spirit Devouring Cicada has always been suppressed by him at the second grade of the yellow level, although it is safe, but there is also a drawback.

In the face of a strong enemy, it must be suppressed in order for the Spirit Devouring Cicada to play its role, just like when dealing with Lu Xianggong, it was first suppressed with the Imperial God Card, and the Spirit Devouring Cicada could succeed.

When dealing with Chengyang, it can't be used at all.

This Bai Shanjun is a seventh grade, and when he was rolling wildly, the yin qi in his body was surging, and he actually forced out the spirit devouring cicadas one by one.

Zhang Biao would not let him succeed, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the Imperial God Card roared out, suddenly levitating on Bai Shanjun's forehead.

The opponent's weakness is divine art, and when the forbidden god spell is used, Bai Shanjun suddenly remained motionless, and could only watch as the spirit devouring cicada in his body raged, and the yin qi and soul were devoured like a tide.

Soon, Bai Shanjun's aura became weaker and weaker, and even his figure became looming.

At this moment, Zhang Biao snapped his fingers, and the Spirit Devouring Cicada suddenly stopped, and the dense vines twisted, using the Spirit Guarding Technique to control it.

Zhang Biao didn't want to spare his life, but entered the cave, and he still needed this guy's help.

Under the control of the Imperial Spirit, Bai Shanjun came to the corner of the cliff on the left, Zhang Biao jumped down, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the snow suddenly roared up, revealing a broken rock.

Zhang Biao took a closer look, although the rock was full of cracks, but the shape of the stone gate could be faintly seen, but it was a whole piece.

Call~

I saw Bai Shanjun roaring in a low voice, and suddenly the yin wind was howling, and the black fog surged, wrapping Zhang Biao and rushing towards the stone gate.

The gap in the stone gate, like a whale swallowing the river water, swallowed up the black mist and yin wind.

The black fog cleared, and they were gone.

This is a strange feeling, Zhang Biao seems to rush forward, and the surrounding scene has changed greatly.

A cave appeared in front of me, and the area was not small.

Above the central cave, there is a huge stone seat with a height of one zhang, and there are some small caves around, and there are some stone tables and chairs in them, but they are in a mess, and the broken wine jar is covered with a thick layer of dust.

On the ground, there are still a lot of bones.

There are both human bones and huge animal bones.

Is this the cave?

Zhang Biao was curious and a little disappointed at the same time.

To be able to open up such a big cave, Bai Shanjun at that time was probably far stronger than Chengyang, and he couldn't care about the corpses all over the ground, so you can imagine the tragic situation at that time.

But there is so much dust, which means that the cave sky is completely unable to prevent the dissipation of the spiritual energy, and I am afraid that there will be nothing good left.

After entering the cave, Bai Shanjun was no longer useless, Zhang Biao didn't turn his head, he stretched out his hand, and the Spirit Devouring Cicada devoured it frantically again, and Bai Shanjun, who had already been at the end of the crossbow, also completely dissipated.

The two objects fell from the air, and before they landed, they were jointly lifted by the Spirit Devouring Cicada and placed in Zhang Biao's hands.

One is the scarf, which has not given birth to soul crystals, but nowadays, it can be regarded as a spiritual material coveted by everyone.

The other is a male-faced uncle.

It is rumored that Xiongbo is a god who eats goblins and ghosts, like mandrills, and people stand up, covered in long hair, with green fangs. Therefore, this noodle also looks terrifying.

Zhang Biao didn't say a word, and immediately carried out a blood sacrifice.

With his current Taoism, it is easy to absorb the inheritance in it, just standing in place and closing his eyes for half a pillar of incense, the many secret methods of the Xiongbo lineage are all reflected in his mind.

Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes, full of surprise.

In the general outline of Fang Xiangzong, the introduction of Xiongbo's lineage only shows that it is fierce and treacherous, and is good at restraining "demons" and "essences", but it is only when it is fully inherited that it is known to be broad and profound.

There are not only special restraint techniques, but also a lot of research on "demons" and "spirits".

It stands to reason that "demons" and "monsters" are both derived from birds, animals, flowers and plants, but one cultivates the human form and the other cultivates the bloodline, which should be divided into the same species.

However, the "strange" is specially dealt with by the first vein of the stomach and the first vein, while the first vein of Xiongbo specializes in the study of the physical "demon" and the invisible "essence".

This is because they have one thing in common:

I can open up a cave!

This is a special ability, even if Xiongbo has devoted himself to research, he has not figured out the reason, but on this basis, he has studied a lot of techniques.

There are also four spells:

Demon fire, demon weapons, pot sky, blood curse.

Demon fire is actually the fire of the bloodline, learning from the monster, can make ordinary people also spit flames, the biggest advantage is that there is no need to cast materials, a bit like a supernatural power.

This technique may be good for others, but it seems a little chicken for Zhang Biao.

The reason is very simple, when he first absorbed the blood spirit root, he had already refined the blood spirit fire, combined with the blood spirit root, became the phoenix fire, and turned into a better magical power.

The demon weapon is a bit interesting, according to the introduction of the Xiongbo lineage, this method is based on the method of the Lianhua sect, which can fuse the demon organ with the essence of the essence of the magic weapon, refine additional organs, and perform spells.

What kind of magic you can use depends on what kind of demon weapon you refine.

The blood curse is a terrible spell, a bit similar to the plague, as long as you get a drop of essence blood from a monster, you can cast a spell to make its qi and blood reverse and die.

Among them, Zhang Biao is most interested in Hutian.

This technique is the highest achievement of the Xiongbo lineage, simulating the process of "demons" and "spirits" opening up caves, the difference is that they need to use the face to plunder other caves to open up.

In other words, as long as he absorbs the male uncle, his noodles will also have a certain storage function in the future.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately fused the noodles.

As the face continues to squirm, the periphery extends again, like a lion's mane, and the ghost face makes the face even more terrifying.

Unexpectedly, there was already a small space in the noodles, the area was no more than the size of a square table, and there were large and small clay pots in it, with a dry black substance, which should be the demon blood used to cast the blood spell.

And among them, there is also a leather booklet.

Zhang Biao took it out, and after flipping through a few pages, his face immediately became solemn.

Above, it is the record of the master in front of the demon extermination.

I don't mention the previous ones, but after the advent of the end of the law, many demon cultivators fell into madness, and in order to replenish the passing power, they began to slaughter living beings and devour flesh and blood.

This predecessor of the Xiongbo lineage, named Yu Qiuhuai, in that dark era, the master was nowhere to be found, the sect was destroyed, and his Taoism continued to decline, so he could only rely on the fierce blood curse to go south and north, hunt demons and quell the chaos.

And the reason why he came to the Great Snow Mountain was to track down the lost Snow Mountain Demon Kingdom, because he learned from a dying demon cultivator that in the Great Snow Mountain, there was already a demon king who had found the Demon Kingdom Cave Heaven.

Yu Qiuhuai almost walked all over the snow-capped mountains, and found that many powerful demon kings had disappeared en masse, leaving only some crazy demons and ghosts in the cave.

And all of this seems to be related to the dream world.

Yu Qiuhuai's last plan was to invite Birch's junior disciples to come to help, but unfortunately before the letter was sent, he died in the battle with Bai Shanjun......

In Zhang Biao's mind, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed.

The ghost king that Hu Song saw worshiped Longshen...

The Remnant Dream Witch who was suddenly awakened...

And the creatures that behave strangely on the road...

There seemed to be a thread connected in series, and a terrible thought rose in his head:

On the snowy mountain, there is a force secretly active, trying to bring the demon kingdom back!

(End of chapter)