"Ah~, ask for immortals, ask for immortals, I ask for immortals, kill all the bandits!!!" A cursed and unwilling wolf crying ghost howled resounded through the dark cave, and a young ghost with only the upper body clearly visible was born. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is a waste boy who should have disappeared after death, there is nothing surprising, but his revenant soul was able to support the impact of resentment in his body and turned into a ghost, because the sage Wang Ming came, and he came to this world with his body.

Once again, I saw the new environment outside, which turned out to be a quiet cave with no light.

At the core of this little ghost, a little world will-level divine soul power is hidden very deeply, and this power is firmly sealed in the body by the outside world, Wang Ming has no idea how he entered this world in the process of entering this world, let alone why he became this young ghost. This is a world that is thinner than the power of the desolate world but has already given birth to a trace of the meaning of the rules of the Great Dao, so as soon as Wang Ming enters the power, he is swept to the end by the meaning of the Great Dao in this world, and the only little bit of power left is also hidden in the body of this little ghost.

Wang Ming recalled the memories of this teenager.

This world is the world of Huanyu Shenzhou, 100,000 years ago was the prosperity of incense and fire Shinto, and now it has been rampant in the immortal road for 100,000 years, and it is the rules of the avenue.

This is a lonely mountain cave in the Baizhu Mountain area of the Central Plains of the Shenzhou World, and this area belongs to the area under the jurisdiction of the main altar of the 'White Lotus Sect', a major sect today. This young man was originally a miscellaneous disciple in the White Lotus Sect, because the true senior brother in the sect was forced to send him to collect medicinal materials and was poisoned by poisonous insects. When today's demons and ghosts are rampant in the world, and the evil demons in the world are rampant, the village where he was born is attacked by ghosts and bandits, and he has a heart that is unwilling to be ordinary since he was a child, but it is a pity that he can't cultivate at all after he had the opportunity to worship the White Lotus Sect before his death, and he can't absorb a trace of aura between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Wang Ming's state is a newborn ghost, and even the lower half of his body is blurry, very illusory. And the most important thing is that this ghost has no cultivation qualifications, and ghosts generally have no achievements, they can only be a fierce soul and evil ghost, and they can't cultivate the immortal path.

There was a quiet cold and yin air floating in the cave.

Wang Ming could clearly feel the blazing heat outside the cave, it should still be daylight outside, and it was not a world of ghost activities at all.

"You can't cultivate without qualifications. The most important thing is that he can't change his body anymore, since he is possessed, then this body is related to the gourd he is looking for, and he has to use this ghost body to cover up his will power and not be suppressed by that touch of world rules. Ghost Wang Ming thought about it, if others heard this, they would definitely feel very strange.

Wang Ming began to think of some ways in his heart.

After a while, he came up with a small secret of breathing and contemplating, which was to draw on the 'Mystery of the Stars' in the 'Crape Myrtle Doushu', and he could try to absorb the power of the stars and the moon and the yin qi in the cave with a little effort.

It was still early in the dark, and the little imp stood in the cave and closed his eyes and began to breathe.

A very poisonous and pitch-black seven-inch snake around him fell from the stalactite stone crack on the side, and was frozen into ice by the yin qi gathered by Wang Ming, and the yin poisonous power on the snake's body was devoured and absorbed by him.

A poisoned, black, swollen and tattered corpse lying on the ground was also rapidly drying up, and the rotten blood in the young man's body was also absorbed by the little ghost.

What if he doesn't have qualifications, Wang Ming has the ability and ideas, and when he comes up with some ways to improve himself a little without qualifications, he keeps his ghost body from dissipating.

The sun quickly disappeared from the other side of the mountain, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The wild wolf howled, and the most terrifying time of the day opened in the deep mountains and wild forests, with fierce beasts wandering and wild ghosts haunting.

Wang Mingchaoye floated away outside the cave, and as soon as he came out of the cave, a fierce yin wind rushed down from the big tree opposite, and the huge black shadow held a netherworld iron knife in his hand, and the knife was like a cold light and slashed straight at himself.

"Huh~!ha," this evil ghost laughed viciously, with a dog's face and fangs, nearly a foot tall, and a black wind around his waist, and he walked and flew sand and stones to kill Wang Ming, a little ghost who had just come out of the cave, to kill Wang Ming.

When today's demons and evil ghosts should walk in the world, the vicissitudes of the world are bumpy, not only there are immortals walking in the world, but also countless ghosts and ghosts are born in the mountains and forests and cemeteries every day. After the ghosts are born, they must be devoured, killed and grown, and the ghosts can devour each other, and they can also absorb the yang energy and resentment of the living, but most of the evil ghosts that exist by devouring them will soon be mentally confused and vicious, and they will all stir up disasters and kill and hurt people everywhere, so there is no future at all.

In fact, the best way to exist after the death of the living is to be set up a tablet and become the object of sacrifice for future generations, so that they can become 'ancestral spirits' without being reduced to wandering rivers and lakes, killing and doing evil and becoming evil ghosts, not to mention not worrying about losing their wisdom or being killed by immortal cultivators over time, unless there is a day when the sacrifice is cut off, otherwise it can last forever.

Hmph~! Collapse fist! Wang Ming, the ghost, stepped directly and bravely met the blade, and then turned over the blade of the knife in a dislocation, and reached out to smash a continuous punch into the ghost's chest.

Kicked his knee joints left and right between the legs of the big man, and then struck upward, Wang Ming's body melted into the other party's arms, his hands crossed and slammed, coupled with the power on the legs below, although the demon's breath was extremely powerful than him, he was directly hit by Wang Ming and flew over.

"Kill~!," the evil ghost flew upside down and broke many big trees, he grabbed the iron knife and shouted, completely aroused to his ferocity. Got up and flew a pounce, and the iron knife was danced into a ball again, killing Wang Ming, a little ghost.

Tom tom tomm~!

The two sides quickly exchanged blows, and Wang Ming's small body danced quickly in the sea of sword light of the opponent, constantly bumping into the evil ghosts.

Crash~. Coaxed, quickly exchanged several times faster than pounced, this evil ghost was beaten out by Wang Ming again, and Wang Ming's hand knot and one hand seal slapped directly on the evil ghost Tianling cover, and the two flew out upside down together. The leaves were crushed, and the uneven mountain ground was smashed half a foot into the ground. The demon's screaming limbs spread out and collapsed to the ground, and Wang Ming's final blow magically hit the core of his ghost.

Standing up, Wang Ming was also a little illusory, starlight flashed in the little ghost's eyes, and then opened his mouth to leak out the blood-red tongue and white teeth inside, and sucked on the evil ghost.

Like smoking, the big ghost was sucked into the belly by this little ghost Wang Mingdu. There was a full burp, and for a while, the yin qi on the little ghost's body rose violently, a faint ghost fire flew around him, and some small animals around him slowly retreated and sneaked away in fright. After being sucked, the demons on the ground had vanished, and nothing remained.

Wang Ming closed his eyes and felt that his body had become several times stronger, such a strength had exceeded the ability of an ordinary person, and then shook hands and felt the rich yin qi in the ghost, with the remaining memories of this young man, he has now become a demon, and his strength is probably equivalent to the ability of a martial arts master and a gangster.

"Woo~!" a beast roared in the distant mountains and forests.

Opening his eyes, Wang Ming keenly looked in that direction, and then his body flew away, and the ghost shadow chased directly in the direction where the sound rhyme came from.

In the distance, a large, ferocious tiger sits on a huge rock, staring fiercely into the distance and looking for prey.

"Kill~!" Wang Ming A ghost suddenly appeared from behind, and after progressing, his arms could suddenly be lengthened, and the five nails became ruler-length like scissors, and one claw grabbed through Hua Hu's body, and he screamed miserably, Hua Hu was killed by Wang Ming's evil ghost. Wang Ming's unseen figure stopped and stood behind the dead Hua Hu, and there was a blazing rainbow light in his hand when he lowered his head, which was taken from the yang energy in Hua Hu's body. Wang Ming's nose inhaled this trace of yang qi into his body.

The comfortable body trembled instinctively, and the soul body seemed to be injected with a piece of flesh, and suddenly became more porcelain and white.

Wang Ming opened his eyes and looked into the distance, looking for prey in the mountains and forests, as well as areas where evil spirits were active. In the middle of the night, it is not quiet everywhere in this deep mountain, wild beasts are fighting each other, evil ghosts are taking advantage of the fire to rob, there are also ghosts scattered by fierce beasts, and more ghosts devouring each other, and occasionally you can see a place with great movement in the distance, and even ghost fire and dark gas are exposed in the cold moonlight.

It's a pity that ghosts and wild ghosts like Wang Ming have no descendants, let alone relatives, and they don't even have a little sacrifice, otherwise they wouldn't have to risk devouring these ghosts and yang qi in order to ensure that their bodies don't dissipate.