In the dark night, the wind is blowing, icy cold, like the twelfth lunar month in winter.
Tang Qing stood standing with a yellow flag in his hand, smiling and looking at the middle-aged man in the opposite courtyard, beside Cai Cheng and his younger brother seemed rather nervous, this Cai Cheng was by no means a coward, but he was shrouded in ghostly spirit, making him He was very depressed.
Standing in the courtyard, the middle-aged man's robe was somewhat torn, blood was clearly visible on it, his hair was disheveled, he stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth, the green eyes in his scarlet eyes were very bright, making one's hair stand on end, and his voice was even more terrifying. Low and hoarse, "Little brats, to tell you the truth, your grandpa ghost is an old ghost who has practiced for a thousand years. If you are sensible, quickly kneel down and kowtow to Grandpa Ghost, otherwise Grandpa Ghost will draw your spirits away!"
ghost general
Cai Cheng's heart moved, and his expression became more dignified, because he knew that the strength of the ghost general was comparable to that of Yuandan level masters, very powerful, and he was absolutely invincible. What puzzled him was that although the ghost's aura was extremely strong Powerful, but a little grandiose, unnatural, more like intentional, Cai Cheng knows very well that ghosts are the most insidious and cunning among demons and ghosts, but he doesn't know whether this ghost is trying to create momentum or is a real ghost general. For a while, Cai Cheng also divided unclear.
After the middle-aged man's voice fell, the surrounding area suddenly howled with a gust of wind, and the eerie fog immediately filled up and shrouded it, making people feel frightened.
After saying this, the middle-aged man raised his head, turned his face to the sky, closed his eyes, and stood with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something. After a while, he opened one eye and saw the two guys With a solemn face, he couldn't help but smiled in his heart, but when he saw the guy holding the yellow flag looking at him with a smile, the middle-aged man was very puzzled, and thought to himself, generally speaking, after Grandpa Ghost said this In a word, these little bastards have been frightened for a long time. It seems that this kid has just stepped into the Yuan Realm, and he hasn't even condensed the Yuan Seed yet, so he is so courageous.
"Little brat. Which sect do you practice? Xuanming sect? Or Wuji sect? Let me tell you, the masters of Xuanming sect and Wuji sect have to be respected as seniors when they see this ghost general. You know the old monk who is enlightened in King Kong Temple. It was the last time." I was hurt by Grandpa Ghost."
The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. With his eyes closed, his torn robes fluttered in the dark wind, his majesty was comparable to that of a master.
The masters of the Xuanming sect and the Wuji sect are both first-class masters in Tianqi County, and Cai Cheng also heard that some time ago, Zen Master Wu Wu of Jingang Temple was indeed injured because of subduing demons. Could it really be the ghost in front of me? Just as Cai Cheng was still in shock, the gloomy voice of the middle-aged man came again.
"You know Mr. Sun from Cangni Mountain? You know the cave master of Huangfeng Cave, right? Those are all Grandfather Ghosts, my brothers."
Whether it is the Wuji Sect, the Xuanming Sect, the Jingang Temple, or even the Cangni Mountain and Huangfeng Cave, they are all well-known giants in Tianqi County. It is rumored that they made friends with demons and became brothers with ghosts.
If what this middle-aged man said is true, he is definitely not his opponent. Could it be that he is really a ghost general
Cai Cheng's heart began to waver. He was bold and cautious. If you can't beat it, you will definitely not be a hero.
The middle-aged man in the courtyard looked like a master, waited for a while, and then took a sneak peek. The little guy with the big knife in his hand was scared out of his wits, eh. Not bad, but when he saw the little guy holding the yellow flag. I couldn't help being angry in my heart, what is going on with this little brat. Not enough? Is it a fool? Why staring at Grandpa Ghost and laughing all the time, being stared at by Tang Qing's deep eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
Grandma, if he doesn't show you some real skills, do you really think Grandpa Ghost is fooling you
"Small! Cub! Son! Your ghost grandpa is angry!"
The middle-aged man's scarlet eyes flickered with green light. He let out a roar, and a strong ghostly aura swept over the sky. The breath was bloody and pungent, faintly mixed with ghost cries. Cai Cheng was short of breath, and when he looked up, he saw a head appearing above his head. The head was as big as four or five meters, with a bloody mouth, and green flames burning in his eyes, no! To be precise, the entire head was twisted ferociously like a burning green flame.
"Wild-wisps, only ghost generals can condense will-o'-the-wisps!"
The will-o'-the-wisp is the symbol of the ghost general. After seeing the will-o'-the-wisp, all doubts in Cai Cheng's mind were instantly wiped away, and he was sure that the guy in front of him was definitely a ghost general, whose strength was comparable to that of a master of Yuan Dan, and he was not his Yuan seed cultivator at all. The opponent yelled immediately, "Brother, run, this guy is a ghost general, we definitely can't beat him!" After finishing speaking, Cai Cheng pulled his junior brother and destroyed the Yuan Seed, and the true Yuan burst out, instantly Leaping into the sky, the people had already evacuated in a blink of an eye.
The guy who turned into the head of a ghost fire grinned bloodily, and when he saw Cai Cheng and the two running at a high speed, he let out a fierce laugh, but the laughter stopped abruptly because he found that the guy holding the yellow flag was still standing there. In the same place, motionless, with a handsome face, looking at himself with a smile.
he***! This kid is a fool, right
Mr. Ghost was very angry, baring his teeth and claws, the breath of ghosts became more intense, and the will-o'-the-wisps burned wantonly and let out an extremely eerie roar.
In the meantime, Tang Qing looked up at the ghost with a smile on his head. Seeing that the ghost fire was thicker, he waved his hands impatiently and said softly, "Come on, are you tired? Take a break. It's obviously a ghost. You're full of energy." What a big head, pretending to be a ghost general."
Mr. Ghost was stunned for a moment, the ghost energy stagnated, the ghost fire stopped burning, and he made a sharp voice, "You...you boy...how could you see through Grandpa Ghost's tricks, you boy...impossible!"
"Get down, the uncle has something to ask you." Tang Qing waved his hand, motioning for Mr. Ghost to come down.
"Little brat, you dare to call yourself a master in front of Grandpa Ghost, are you courting death? Grandpa Ghost doesn't know how you saw through it, but your brat hasn't even condensed the original seed, so grandpa ghost is afraid that you won't succeed!"
Of all the ghosts in the world, wandering ghosts are the weakest. These are mostly ghosts without self-awareness, wandering around by instinct, followed by ghosts. Generally speaking, as long as ghosts with self-awareness can be called ghosts, the fighting power of ghosts is also great. They are divided into low-level ghosts, middle-level ghosts, and high-level ghosts according to the length of practice.
This ghost is obviously a middle-level ghost. Seeing that the kid holding the yellow banner didn't even condense the original seed, he is naturally fearless.
"Little brat, Grandpa Ghost is a mid-level ghost. How can you be an opponent of a junior like you who hasn't even condensed a primordial seed? Report your name, Grandpa Ghost won't kill unknown people!"
"Poverty Dragon and Tiger Mountain, so is Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master." Tang Qing said with a smile.
"Jie Jie..." The ghost let out a sinister and contemptuous laugh, "Little brat, your ghost grandpa has lived for three hundred years! Three hundred years, do you know what it means? Returning to Longhu Mountain? That is the ancient times The well-known treasure land of practice has long been lost with the end of the ancient times, and I have never heard of any descendants of Longhu Mountain in the past thousand years, and you kid will not find something dry if you fool Grandpa Ghost."
"Yo, you know a lot." Tang Qing smiled even more intensely.
"Of course." The ghost was very immodest, arrogant, and turned his face to the sky. He was taken aback for a moment, and said angrily, "Little brat, you are trying to confuse Grandpa Ghost, and Grandpa Ghost has smoked your soul today." The ghost immediately got angry, Swallow it with a grin.
Down below, Tang Qing stood still, watching with great interest, but he didn't see him move. When the gray light flashed around him suddenly, there was a roar of dragons and tigers, and the trembling ghost's huge head trembled.
"What sound." The ghost turned pale with horror, looked around, found nothing, and was furious, "How dare you fool Grandpa Ghost!"
Just as the ghost was about to charge, there was another roar of dragons and tigers, and then Tang Qing's arms were wrapped in gray light, and two huge monsters sprang out from both arms. The huge monster on the left seemed to be more than nine meters long at one end. The dragon wrapped around its left arm roared recklessly when it sprang out, while the huge monster on the right, like a nine-meter-high tiger, folded its right arm and roared majesticly when it sprang out.
"On the ghosts and gods, this... this... this **** is... what is it!"
When the flames of the dragon and tiger burst out, the mighty power of the dragon and tiger instantly dissipated the ghost's ghostly aura, and the ghost instantly wilted, and its huge head was like a balloon that was emptied, turning into a wisp only one meter long. How long is the black mist, the black mist has no face, is extremely distorted and blurred, trembling in the night wind.
The blue dragon roared, baring its teeth and claws.
The tiger roared and grinned.
Mr. Ghost, who had turned into a wisp of black mist, had long been paralyzed from fright, staring straight at the blue dragon and tiger on the left and right, not daring to move, and murmured, "This is... is this the arrogance of Tiangang? Hey! You actually formed such a fierce and pure Yang Tiangang arrogance!"
All the ghosts in the world, down to wandering ghosts, ghosts, up to ghost generals and ghost kings, have no real body, and they are all a touch of yin energy, but Tang Qing's dragon, tiger and sky flames are the most rigid and yang, and they are the nemesis of all ghosts in the world However, mid-level ghosts like this are shrouded by such a supreme and yang dragon, tiger, and sky, and their yin and deficiency ghost bodies cannot bear it at all.
"The little ghost knows his mistake, don't dare to do it anymore! I beg you, old man, to be merciful and let the little ghost go. It is not easy for the little ghost to have the old and the young. The little ghost has been honest and responsible for many years since his debut. Killing and looting, not to mention bullying the weak, the little devil just wants to make a living, please forgive me, the little devil kowtows to you old man!"
The ghost wept bitterly, pouring out the bitterness in his heart, and it was ridiculous to kowtow to him who was just a smear of black mist.
"Master Dragon, Master Tiger, Lord Heavenly Master, Lord Dragon Tiger Heavenly Master, please forgive me and let the little devil go—"