Looking at the spider spirit emitting black light all over its body and the mountain emitting light, I thought it was the so-called soul-snatching and life-threatening formation it mentioned!
Russell was startled, cautious, and then killed it with a single blow...
Looking at the spider spirit's body that was cut into two halves in front of him, Russell narrowed his eyes. This didn't look like a fake death.
After all, the balance of energy points on his system panel had actually increased.
Well, that's not right!
Russell suddenly came to his senses. The spider spirit was dead, but what about the ancestor
He punched the top of the mountain hard, and the mountain was sunken by Russell's terrifying power, leaving a deep pit.
The soil also cracked, and cracks like spider webs spread in all directions, spreading along with it infinite power of thunder and lightning.
But there was no response.
Russell frowned and kept sensing the entire mountain range, but no matter how hard he searched, the evil cultivator's soul seemed to have dissipated silently.
"It's sloppy!"
Russell couldn't help but pat his head in annoyance. I let you play, but after playing for a long time, you ended up playing others away.
He couldn't help but sigh, but he wasn't angry in his heart. As an evil cultivator, if he didn't have some ability to escape, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
It was impossible to find it. Looking at the huge corpse of the spider spirit on the ground, Russell could only go back to his uncle to see if there was any way.
He left carrying the spider spirit's corpse. The mountaintop was cracked and the woods were scattered, as if telling us that a great war had once taken place here.
The underworld.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared in this gray world. It was the evil cultivator who had just fought with Russell.
His face was hideous at this moment, and he forcibly gathered the dissipated soul power to form a tattered body.
It took a lot of effort to make his illusory body more solid.
The old ancestor's eyes were full of anger, but he turned his head away from time to time with lingering fear, fearing that some little kid would chase him.
Fortunately, the little kid didn’t know how to enter the underworld, otherwise, he would have been doomed today!
"Wait, wait, wait until I recover my strength, I will beat you to pieces!"
The old ancestor clenched his fists fiercely. His original injuries had almost healed, but he was almost beaten to death by this brat.
Damn it! Damn it!
He couldn't help but roar to the sky, "Damn Maoshan, I can't stand with you!"
A soul-catching rope appeared silently behind him, and with a pull, it pulled the confused old ancestor to his knees.
He was horrified and looked up suddenly, and saw a man dressed in black and wearing a white hat.
On the white hat was written: "You are here too"
The old man's eyes widened and he screamed, "Bai Wuchang, you are Bai Wuchang, no, no!"
His face was filled with panic, and he was almost frightened to death.
You have to know that he has killed too many people in the mortal world just to survive longer, and his resentment has already deepened.
Once you fall into the hands of the evil spirit, you will go through all eighteen levels of hell!
He struggled continuously, but he was like an ant in front of that man and had no power to resist at all.
The man looked at him coldly and whipped him directly. The feeling of that whip on the soul was more than just painful!
"ah!"
The old ancestor screamed and almost cursed in his heart. Isn't it said that the ghost spirit in the underworld is easy to talk to and can be persuaded by giving some money
He came up and was whipped as soon as he came up. What's going on
Then, he heard the 'White Impermanence' in front of him muttering, "Damn it, I'm clearly the Black Impermanence. Are all ghosts blind nowadays?"
The old ancestor raised his head stubbornly, looked at the white hat on Hei Wuchang's head, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He could only roll his eyes, looking sad and melancholy about his miserable future.
"Snap!"
Another whip hit the old ancestor, his eyes widened and he fainted from the pain instantly.
Hei Wuchang touched his white hat and said, "I can't let anyone see my ugly appearance. Sooner or later, I will get my hat back!"
He walked leisurely, holding the old ancestor's soul with the soul-snatching rope, feeling very happy.
The underworld today is no longer the same as before. The eighteen passages leading to the human world have been closed one after another, leaving only one.
Therefore, there are fewer and fewer ghosts who want to escape to the underworld to avoid disasters.
Because it is easy to fall into the hands of these evil spirits.
Hei Wuchang felt very happy. It had been decades, and there were still people who were foolish enough to avoid disasters and hide in the underworld
Oh, what a coincidence, I’m looking for you!
"Hearing him mention Maoshan, maybe he has a grudge against Maoshan. Go find the judge, maybe he can get two more pots of wine, which is great."
Poor old ancestor, he didn’t know at this time that he had been sold.
As for the price, it’s one and a half bottles of good wine. Don’t ask why it’s half a bottle.
Because someone was also helpless because his wine was always stolen by a black guy.
When the ancestor woke up from his dizziness, there was a different person in front of him.
The man had a serious expression on his face and was wearing the official uniform of the underworld. He sat at the top with a table in front of him, as if he was correcting something.
Seeing that he woke up, the man picked up the pen in his hand and pointed it into the air, and the old man lost consciousness instantly.
The man had his eyes closed, as if he was watching something. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Hei Wuchang, go get your 1,000 Yin De Points and stop fighting!"
"All right, Judge!"
Hei Wuchang was very happy. Before leaving, he glanced at the old ancestor and couldn't help but look a little strange in his eyes.
This little rookie is actually worth a thousand virtues
You have to know that a century-old ghost who is ferocious and kills people indiscriminately only has a hundred merit points.
Tsk tsk, one thousand Yin De, how many people do you need to kill
I don’t know which level of hell I’m going to go to, but it must be at least the ninth level!
Hei Wuchang shook his head and walked away staggeringly.
As soon as he left, the judge sitting on the bench stood up and pointed directly at the old ancestor, instantly scaring the old ancestor to death.
"Incredible, incredible!"
The judge stood there, with a strange look in his eyes and a look of surprise on his face, as if he was wondering about something.
He was about to speak, but then he thought of something and suddenly closed his mouth.
He lowered his head and took out a book from the table. He read it carefully and saw the word Maoshan written on it!
He searched bit by bit and finally found a familiar name.
"Lin Fengjiao!"
He continued reading and found out that he was no more than 40 years old, and had reached the second level of Earth Master cultivation, with two disciples.
A Qiu Sheng, a teacher of the third level.
A man of literary talent is a teacher of a higher order.
The judge's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth rose slowly. He looked again, pointing his finger at the book. Countless names jumped, but the one he wanted was not there.
A person whose fate is unpredictable
He was stunned and speechless, but suddenly he burst into laughter, and the gloom in his heart suddenly dissipated.
"What's a small catastrophe?!"
"Maoshan should be prosperous!"