Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 120: Vatican Demon’s annihilation and netherworld transformation, the ghosts of the world are 80,000 miles

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Anyone who walks through is a cultivator and has a very fast journey, but after a month of effort, he has already reached the foot of the Kunlun Mountain. The majestic Kunlun ancestry spans the southern Zhanbuzhou and the West Niuhezhou. The natural state boundaries of the two big states, the long yellow sand Gobi in Xi Niu Hezhou, arrived here, there is a hint of softness brought by the snow and melt water on the Kunlun Mountain.

The meandering rivers on the Gobi Beach create a lot of oasis. They follow the river to form a string, just like the green pearls in the yellow sand of Gobi.

This is an uninhabited area in the wilderness of thousands of miles. The traversers have been walking along the river in the Gobi for three days, because the speed of the wind and the cloud is slow, except for crossing the mountain and the river, passing through the wind-eroded rocks and In the rugged terrain of the river valley, it is necessary to build up the wind and clouds. At other times, either use the magic foot pass (Buddhist Picchu) or paste the yellow vest of the horse, or use the escape method. In short, they all show magical powers and dare not leave behind.

"Most of the rivers here originate from the snow peaks of Tanggula and Kunlun, and along this dry river channel, you should go to the Kunlun Mountains not far away!" Chen Ang showed them the way.

Some people doubted: "The topography of the ancient times is very different from that of later generations! Why are you sure?"

"This is terrible!" the old scholar said: "The meta-magic light I practiced can no longer tell the direction after entering the Great Gobi! The wind blows the day before yesterday are as strong as steel knives. , The black sand is like a cold iron, mixed with evil spirits, not to say that it is a flesh and blood, even the gold magic weapon can't stand it! "

"Also said, you idiot!" Qingchen old Taoist exasperatedly said: "Dare to use Yuanci Shenguang to protect the body in the Black Wind Sha, the result is that the high-altitude wind and the Black Sha storm intersect, the black sand The quality of the fine iron in it is also attracted to you. The sky and earth intersect, turning into the Xuanxue of the God Thunder, with the help of the black sand of the quality of gold and iron, the body is biosynthesized into ninety-nine heavy winds. ...... The Heaven Tribulation is not so terrible! The old man is more than 350 years old. Fortunately, he will see Daozu soon, and he will almost call you to death! "

"And the last time!" The butcher brave man also scolded: "You are flying through the valley with Yuanci Shenguang, but you run fast. I was shocked by the valley behind you, mixed with poisonous water Erupting upward, within hundreds of miles, the plants, birds, and beasts are all dead. If it were not for me to give up a life-saving amulet, and turn away from the light, the poisonous water will be turned into pus next to it! "

"And last time you alarmed the valley demon, suffocating, almost made me swallowed alive!"

"I was almost killed by you! That voice called our names, and you did n’t run back quickly, nor reminded me that I was careless and looked back and almost died. In the hands of the demon. If it was n’t for Chen Ang ’s predecessor to rescue ... The predecessor gave me a magical secret, which can call people souls, you do n’t have to give me an explanation. Do n’t blame me for calling your name.

Old scholars have already provoked anger and anger, and now some people take the lead in condemning them. Seeing that many of the traversors are rubbing their hands, they must give him a good look. He is very versatile, and there are many useful places among the traversers, so he has not been besieged by the crowd.

More! Old-fashioned and proficient in escape, the best thing is the technique of escape. He is both timid and vigilant. He has always been adhering to the danger of not running, but can I still run you? Although his escape attitude was repeated, he was able to escape from others one step after each incident. So I pitted many people. There are so many people here, if Chen Ang and several other well-known masters do not shoot, there is really no chance of winning him.

The old scholar wanted to change the subject. He was very keen on his surroundings. He noticed that there was something wrong in the front. He quickly pointed forward and exclaimed: "Look at that oasis, does it seem to be different?"

People showed their magical powers and peered into the front. Sure enough, a hundred miles away, there seemed to be a person in a riverside oasis, but this time it was a meal, but no one was there.

Several mana of high mana set up the escape, and within a moment the kung fu fell into the oasis, and the middle-aged demon road fell to the ground. In that oasis, there were bones scattered around, some air-dried corpses, still seemingly struggling, with a stern expression, and seemingly very painful to die.

The old Taoist Chen Qing looked around and solemnly said: ‘These should be nomadic ghost Fang Rong people, somehow the whole tribe is dead! I looked around and found that the harsh yin here was very thick, with a trace of fierceness. It should be a plague or filth that kills lives. But the people here did not die suddenly. I looked at the back, and there were many new tombs. The entire tribe should have struggled for a month and buried nearly half of the population before it was suddenly massacred! "

The butcher and the brave man stood in front of the two bones with a doubtful expression. As the traversers felt one after another, they also had a judgment on the situation. Everyone thought it should be not far from the Kunlun 100 countries. Is where the nomadic people on the ghost side pass. After passing the ghost side, it is about the Hetao Plain where the Yiqu is located.

Only a few steps away from the ruins of the tribe, some people smelled a very strange smell, a bit like the smell of a beast, with a strong rotten atmosphere, a few people gathered to take a look, it turned out It was a row of clay pots, neatly arranged in a row, and placed under the earth wall. Some people looked around curiously and could not help but exclaim.

"These jars contain human heads!"

The old scholar put it together, and really saw the position of the abdomen of the jar, there was a tightly packed black ball, he broke one, and he saw that the round head rolled out, it was a human head It is still the head of a ghost dog, Rongren, with his eyes wide open and his face extremely fierce.

Someone in the traverser shivered: "This jar can't be filled with a human head!"

Everyone looked at it, and the opening of the jar was only the size of a fist. Do n’t say a human head, even the radius of the neck is larger than it. It can be done with shrinkage. "He lifted an empty jar next to it and put it on his head, and it was really easy to stick his head in.

His voice buzzed out of the jar: "Look, I'm stuffing it in!"

"Boring!" Everyone shook their heads and laughed. Everyone is a practitioner. Who is scared of this trick? After scrutinizing, the crowd did not mean to avenge the people of this tribe, just a spell, from the atmosphere of some valuable supplies of the tribe, to find out the location of the people in front, determine the direction, and rush over.

At this time, when someone saw the previous traverser, he was still wearing the jar and couldn't help laughing: "Are you still going to wear it forever?"

The old Taoist priests walking ahead, Picchu and the strong men and others heard the words and hurriedly looked back. A man with a jar on his head stood behind them and did not answer. The old Taoist face changed and endured Can't help but scold: "Don't get close! He is no longer human!"

Buzi Picchu's face was exasperated, and he was holding the Buddha's horn in his mouth.

"Yin Qi is so heavy, this is probably the filth that caused this tribe to be slaughtered! Please do n’t let you die ... With a little magical power, you dare to move indiscreetly, and it ’s really our thousand here The world? In ancient times, ghosts knew how many dangerous ghosts there were, don't forget ... the land is still there! "The old Taoist scolded.

Chen Ang reminded: "The mansion is still there. How can such ghosts come out in the light of day? Could it be that something happened to the mansion?"

"Seniors think too much!" The Zhuang man can also laugh: "What is the situation in this ancient mansion, we don't know yet, why don't people occasionally miss two ghosts?"

Someone ca n’t help but dig a palm thunder temptation, then the light can easily split the clay pot, exposing the head inside. I saw that the head of the man has disappeared, and now he wears it on his neck, It was the head of the earthen jar that had just been broken.

Look at where the head is, where is the broken clay pot still? But there is a complete pottery jar, everyone does not need to look at it to understand, whose head is inside.

The old Taoist roared: "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrowed the law!" The iron whisking roots soared in hand, and the silver wire swept away, photographed on the ghost, countless thunderlights intertwined into thousands of tiny silver snakes Ghosts turned into fly ash. The man's head flew up and turned into a scary monster with two ears as wings, and the body was allowed to be refined by thunder light.

Lao Taoist shouted: "It ’s a son of a tortoise in Japan and Japan! If it were n’t for your Darling dust, I was hurt in the golden wind. The Laozi fell to this point?"

Chen Ang reminded loudly: "Be careful, that is Gu Gu!"

The crooked guillotine screamed, and a group of passers-by covered their ears to resist the sharp cry. After the voice passed, everyone was unharmed, and the strong man sneered: "This is you Click on the three-legged cat, it ’s okay to harm the mortals, and want to harm us ... "

Before he finished speaking, his face began to whitish, because he saw that the row of more than thirty clay pots had all started to crack apart because of the cries of the Gu carvings. We looked at the ghosts deeply, just killed one of them Gu Gu, weighed for a moment, and found that even if they were the top three mana of the dust, the old Taoist priests shot, but the Gu Diao could be evenly tied.

If you join forces with that Buddha Picchu, you may be able to eliminate Gu Gu through a bitter battle. There are definitely no more than ten people here, and there are jars that can be turned into Gu Gu monsters, but There are more than thirty.

Everyone can use elementary mathematics to calculate, and then they can analyze a rough idea. So, the old scholars first reacted, and escaped to escape. Others kept up, and even Chen Ang was no exception.

Some people fled to the midair to look back, and saw that the monsters and monsters transformed by countless human heads had already chased into the midair. In the tribe, several dead Populus euphratica pulled out their roots, and the roots were wrapped up, and several dried The corpse is struggling, there are ghosts flying by the river, and there are white dogs running on the ground. In a short time, this small tribe on the river bank instantly turns into a ghost.

In the shadow of the ghosts, an inexplicable presence of eyes remained in his last memory.

"Vatican!"

The old Taoist heard a terrified cry from behind, and he turned back and saw a brave traversal who was transformed into a grim ghost in midair!