Chapter 149: Zhong Kui Dazun, the enemy trail at night
"Snort~~"
The pot-bellied ghost howled silently, and his whole body was full of white steam, like a living person in boiling water, and like ice and snow falling on a summer day.
"Whew~"
Ning Feng let out a sigh, "It's good to be effective." ”
The next moment, he was happy early.
It is true that star power still has great lethality to the ghosts in Yin Yang Town, but the pot-bellied ghost in front of him is obviously different from other ghosts.
The star power is like a sea, and when the starlight fades, Ning Feng clearly sees that the belly of the big-bellied ghost is constantly squirming, as if the contents inside are tumbling and digesting, and the original charred and festering epidermis is flying to heal.
In an instant, the fierceness was as old as before, and the earth shook the temple with a big stride.
"Don't you want to be so ruthless......"
Ning Feng bared his teeth, and a little regretted throwing Bai Xiaoxiao out too early, otherwise his bull demon was not a bad meat shield, so he could block it.
Now it's too late to lift that guy up again, Ning Feng retreated a few steps in a row, avoiding the stench coming from his nose, and a slap of sun god light left his hand.
At the beginning, it was just the finger-thick divine light, but when it fell on the big-bellied ghost, the divine light was already like a pillar.
"Snort~~"
The same scene as before reappeared, but this time it was accompanied by the smell of barbecue, which made people nauseated.
"Gollum~Gollum~~~"
The sound similar to snoring, like a hunger for several days in the temple of the five internal organs, the big-bellied ghost couldn't stand, lying on the ground, the huge belly hung down to the ground, squirming incessantly, and the sound of strange noises was endless.
"How much is in this belly?"
Ning Feng's face showed a look of horror, he really saw it. The big-bellied ghost who was roaring silently with his mouth wide open not far in front of him was suffering the scorching light of the sun god at the same time. It's also constantly repairing.,Like an immortal demon god.。
During this whole process, the belly of the pot-bellied ghost squirmed and rolled, as if countless things had been crushed to the end, and the strength was squeezed out for him to repair endlessly.
"It's so fucking difficult, and ......" Ning Feng looked disgusting, "...... Disgusting!"
Tong guò looked into the belly ghost's mouth wide open. He could see that in the wide throat that seemed to lead straight to the poop belly, there were countless hands clinging to it, ready to climb up at any moment.
"Such a monster is simply a cleaner in Yin Yang Town, he estimates that he can't swallow a living person, and how many dead ghosts there are will be in his stomach. ”
Ning Feng could see it. This pot-bellied ghost is the biggest trouble, a proper monster, and the least threatening.
I can't beat him to death, I guess I haven't killed him yet, so I'll be disgusted to death first;
The pot-bellied ghost itself is slow to endure, and his reaction is also slow. There is no magic or supernatural powers, and it can't even be called rough skin and thick flesh.
Ning Feng couldn't imagine that a living person who could enter Yin Yang Town would be swallowed by this guy.
"Damn, when is that little white guy going to be pulled?"
Ning Feng's intestines were ruined. My heart and liver are still hurting.
I knew that the big-bellied ghost was such a being, and Ning Feng had already dragged Bai Xiaoxiao directly.
It's hard to ride a tiger now. You can't beat it to death, and you can't go when you go. It's easy for him to leave, and if Bai Xiaoxiao doesn't do it well, he will become the first piece of fresh meat that the pot-bellied ghost tastes.
"Trouble!"
Ning Feng withdrew his hand fiercely, and his heart hurt even more.
After arriving in Yin Yang Town and making a few shots, he appeared, and in this place, neither the true power of the sun nor the power of the glowing star could be replenished.
As soon as he stopped, the pot-bellied ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been hit head-on by a sledgehammer, his huge body leaned back, and his roaring back hit the offering table directly.
"Boom~"
There was a roar, smoke and dust rolled down, and the statue of Zhong Kui was shaking, almost falling to the ground.
Ning Feng's gaze attracted him, and a thought came to mind.
"Dashen Zhong, you are known as the first ghost catcher in the Three Realms, and you are the god of all responses. ”
"Today, you can tolerate this pickled goods, and you can't be presumptuous in your temple?!"
Ning Feng's words and sentences were all shouted, and with the sound of words, the Nine Aperture Stone appeared on his chest, and the power of his peers' mind vibrated out.
Everywhere the sound passed, the smoke and dust vibrated into a whirlpool, and it was also called crushed into dust, and the statue of Zhong Kui, which had stopped shaking, trembled violently again.
"Forget it, don't care about this pickled goods, let's go and take Xiaobai's house away first. ”
Ning Feng's words just now were also a whim, although in this world of immortals and demons, Zhong Kui really didn't have any hope, but he really didn't hope for it.
After saying that, seeing that the big-bellied ghost was in his original state like no one else, he got up sluggishly, and he was about to go to the small door that was broken by Bai Xiaoxiao.
At this moment, Ning Feng didn't care if he would see Bai Xiaoxiao releasing the inventory heartily, just thinking about not wasting his energy by entangling with this pot-bellied ghost.
Unexpectedly, his head was only half turned, and the big-bellied ghost barely stood up, and a loud "boom" sounded in Zhong Kui Temple.
"Huh?"
Ning Feng hurriedly turned his head back and followed the prestige.
I saw that the wat board that was originally held in the hand of the statue of Zhong Kui was now being inserted straight into the ground, half into the ground and half outside.
The location of the wat board was at the feet of the pot-bellied ghost, so that the pickled goods stumbled and sat on the ground again.
"Did the shaking just loosen, or did it ......?"
Ning Feng held this thought and moved his gaze upward.
Above the back of the pot-bellied ghost, on the offering table, the statue of Zhong Kui was not there in his hand, and his eyes were round.
The expression is still the same, the beard is still like a needle, and the face is still extremely ugly, but inexplicably, looking at it, I feel that something seems to be different.
"Fierce, absolutely fierce. ”
"It's more fierce than ghosts, so it can catch all the ghosts in the world. ”
"This is the real Zhong Kui!"
Ning Feng didn't think about it for himself, he shook the statue with his heart, and he really attracted the great god Zhong Kui.
This is Zhong Kui!
Ning Feng knew that Zhong Kui Dazun was like Zhang Fan on the Yuan Shi Bridge. It is estimated that it is impossible to really come in person, otherwise Yin Yang Town will not be able to accommodate it. Will it collapse like the Faxiangzong Xiafang City, but it is still between the two.
But that's not important.
"This is the ancestor of ghost hunting, pot-bellied pickled goods, goodbye. ”
Ning Feng was still thinking about whether he was going to wave his hand at the guy to say goodbye, but before he could make a move, the statue of Zhong Kui suddenly moved.
With the sound of "click, click, click" as if the idol had existed for too long and was breaking an inch, the big hand of the statue of Zhong Kui stretched out and grabbed at the big-bellied ghost below.
As soon as this action was made, an indescribable surging force fell from the sky. The hole smashed by the big-bellied ghost landed squarely on the statue of Zhong Kui.
Ning Feng felt the near-infinite power of this force, and suddenly raised his head, only to see that the sky of Yin and Yang Town seemed to have broken a big void, and a majestic figure loomed, as if this heaven and earth were just a fish tank, and there was such a grand man looking out of the fish tank.
The next moment. Outside the big hand of the idol, a larger big hand appeared in an instant, turning from virtual to real, and pressed down towards the pot-bellied ghost.
The pot-bellied ghost also seemed to sense the danger, opened its big mouth, and roared silently. Hold your hands up.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and at the first moment when the big belly ghost collided with the big hand with his hands, most of his body fell into the ground, if it wasn't for the fact that his stomach was too big and stuck, he was afraid that he would be directly pressed into the ground.
Another moment. The surging power has no buffer, and directly acts on the body of the pot-bellied ghost.
Followed by. A sight that made Ning Feng so sick that he doubted whether he would have nightmares in the future appeared in front of him.
"Bang~"
In the muffled sound, the belly of the big-bellied ghost exploded directly, countless stumps and broken arms, and various pieces of meat that could not be distinguished, accompanied by the pitch-black corpse water, poured down.
The originally fat body of the big-bellied ghost was instantly drained and shriveled like a bamboo bar.
Ning Feng covered his hands to his mouth, ready to spit out at any moment, when Zhong Kui's giant hand suddenly turned into light and dispersed.
In the golden-red points of light drifting away, all the wreckage of the place was purified, and the body of the pot-bellied ghost turned into smoke and dust.
At this moment, Zhong Kui Temple became the brightest place in Yin Yang Town, and endless light seeped out from any gap in the temple, illuminating all directions.
Everywhere the divine light passes, the haze is evil, and all of them retreat, and I don't know how many unlucky ghosts are purified into emptiness in the divine light.
"Whew~~"
Ning Feng let out a long breath and put down his hand.
There is no peculiar smell in Zhong Kui Temple, only after the rain, only after the sun is exposed, the smell is very clean, and the feeling is warm.
"Zhong Kui Dazun is Zhong Kui Dazun. ”
Ning Feng bowed his body, and in front of him was a statue of a god who had regained his ignorant and unconscious appearance.
Among the statues, Zhong Kui's divine consciousness had long been withdrawn, so naturally he couldn't react to his etiquette.
Ning Feng didn't think it was a pestle, and got up after the ceremony.
At this moment, a stumbling figure rushed in from the side door, and was greeted by a voice: "Brother~~"
Ning Feng rolled his eyes, he was completely speechless about this thing.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Xiaoxiao's hands were still busy on his trousers, and he could imagine how hurried he should have been when he saw the strange situation in the temple.
"It's okay. ”
Ning Feng first shook his head, and then asked with a straight face, "Xiaobai, which direction is your sister in?"
When he spoke, his voice was short and urgent, and the series of events that had taken him after entering the Yin Yang Town had worn out his patience to the extreme.
"It's in this direction. ”
"Further on. ”
Bai Xiaoxiao said with certainty.
"Really?"
Ning Feng was noncommittal, turned around and walked out of the temple, "Let's go." ”
I don't know why, he has an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he is walking on the road late at night, there are no stars or moon, but there is a sound of footsteps, and he keeps approaching from behind.
"Brother, wait for me. ”
Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't figure out the situation, and followed with a shout.
The two of them went one after the other, and they got out of the Zhong Kui Temple.
The moment Ning Feng stepped out of the Zhong Kui Temple, a vision suddenly appeared in the sky above his head.
It was pitch black, as dark as the stars and moon.
In the night, a huge figure with outstretched arms slowly emerged. He looked up at the night sky as if to embrace the night.
"Night Child!"
Ning Feng's footsteps paused, and his expression was solemn.
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