I’m Being Held Captive by Demons Chapter 87: City God

Above the barren land of Yinsi, Kong Ning, who incarnates the demon of freedom, stands with a sword and a hideous face.

Countless blood-red silk threads connected him to the ghost lamp floating in the sky.

Even if all the resentment was absorbed by the mysterious black tank.

Kongning is only used as a transit station and is basically unaffected.

But his head was still aching.

His body keeps shrinking.

The demon body gradually dissipated.

In the end, what stood there was Kong Ning's appearance as a human.

Above the sky, the floating ghost lanterns gradually turned from red to bleak white one by one.

These ghosts were originally ghosts enslaved by the ghosts of the city gods. They had long since lost their ego, and only negative emotions such as resentment and unwillingness remained.

Now as the negative emotions are absorbed, the ghost lights gradually become peaceful, leaving only blank spiritual bodies.

In the end, all the ghostly lanterns that turned pale white followed their instincts and drifted to Kongning below, disappearing one by one into the pitch-black Zhenling Sword.

These ghosts were originally ghosts enslaved by city gods.

After the ghost of the City God died, Zhenlingjian and Kong Ning exchanged their minds, and they became Kong Ning's ghosts, and it was impossible for them to even be reincarnated.

I can only live in the Spirit-Suppressing Sword, sluggishly living.

After all, their spiritual memory was washed away by the city **** ghost when they became ghosts, and only gave them resentment and pain.

Now that there is no resentment and pain, there is nothing left. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blank sheet of paper.

Kong Ning watched the lanterns in the sky turn from red to white one by one, and then disappeared one by one into the Spirit-Suppressing Sword, and let out a long breath.

The hardships of this yin-si trip have been overcome at this point.

As long as all the resentment of the ghost lantern is washed away, the function will be complete.

The mysterious black pot in his body constantly refines and absorbs the resentment of those ghostly lanterns.

However, it is a pity that these ghost lamps, who do not even have self-consciousness, have no meaning in their resentment.

The mysterious black tank is continuously refining, but in the end, nothing is left.

It's like a void of air, no matter how hard you try, you can't make a treasure.

However, the increase in cultivation brought about by beheading the City God Ghost has allowed Kong Ning's current cultivation to leap from 200 years of Taoism to 280 years!

It is only one step away from the three-hundred-year-old Taoist Refinement Realm.

Sure enough, the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

Now, Kong Ning, who has been practicing Taoism for two hundred and eighty years, plus Wan'er's help, Qiongguang Jiandian, he transformed into a demon body, even if he is facing Su Yan's scorpion essence, there is no need to be afraid.

Not to mention that when the mysterious black pot absorbs all the resentment and cleanses the ghost lanterns from the sky, these white paper ghost lanterns will be completely driven by Kong Ning.

Although the ghost lanterns that lost their resentment are not as scary as before, but the surge of such a large number is a force that cannot be ignored.

This trip to the underworld can be said to be a complete success.

It's just that Su Yan, that scorpion essence, doesn't seem to be in the penis?

The ghost of the city **** said that the scorpion essence didn't come in, and then there was such a big disturbance here, and the scorpion essence didn't show up either.

There is a high probability that the scorpion essence is really not in the vagina.

Then she's not in the underworld, and she's not in trouble to find the monsters in the city, so where did she go?

In which corner is it really dead?

Kong Ning was puzzled.

Beside him, the female ghost in red named Xu Miaoyi has been rescued by Wan'er.

After completely controlling the Zhenling Sword, Kong Ning also roughly felt that Xu Miaoyi had a connection with the Zhenling Sword.

It's just that now is not the time to ask.

Kong Ning was engrossed in taking charge of the Spirit-Suppressing Sword, absorbing the resentment of those ghost lights continuously, and had no time to take care of others.

There are too many ghost lanterns floating in the dark, and it is impossible to purify them in a while.

Wan'er formed a sword formation beside Kong Ning, watching her surroundings vigilantly, worrying about possible attacks.

Although there should be no danger in Yinsi, Shanlan County, it is still a precaution.

——What if Su Yan is actually hiding in the underworld?

Time, the passing of a minute and a second.

There is no difference between day and night in the Underworld, so Kong Ning and the others don't know how long it has passed.

But I can vaguely feel that the night should have passed.

At this time, the sun should have dawned.

In the end, at least four or five hours had passed in the Yin Si, Kong Ning exhaled slowly and let go of the Spirit-Suppressing Sword in his hand.

The lantern that fills the sky has all been purged of resentment and turned into the purest spiritual body.

All the white lanterns disappeared into Kong Ning's Spirit-Suppressing Sword, and only a few lanterns emitting a faint white light were still floating in the darkness, illuminating the way for Kong Ning and the others.

Kong Ning now has time to look at the memory fragments of the ghost of the city god.

This city **** ghost has been entrenched in this place for decades, and he was once a righteous god, but he died inexplicably. The reaction to Kong Ning's self-inflicted demon body was so huge that Kong Ning was full of curiosity.

As Kong Ning's consciousness sank into the memory fragments of the city **** ghost, pieces of fragmentary pictures flashed in front of his eyes.

Vaguely, it can be recognized that it is the life of a city god.

In the beginning, he was just a kind person in Shanlan County. He had done good deeds in his life and was well-known, but he had never seen the existence of gods and demons~IndoMTL.com~ After his death, the local people spontaneously built a temple for him, and he was accepted by old people. The City God took over and became the local City God of Shanlan County, taking charge of a county.

But at that time, in the land of China, the Dao and the demons were long, and there were demons, demons and evils that ravaged the world, and there were **** storms everywhere.

The Shinto monks who bless one side bear the brunt and suffer the most.

The original Old City God was invited to leave Shanlan County to go to the capital to participate in an extremely important cause of slaying demons.

But after the old city **** left, he never came back.

He, who took office in a hurry and became the city **** of this place, had never been in contact with the world of practitioners before his death, and knew very little about this mysterious and unpredictable world.

Located in the remote Shanlan Yinsi, it is sparsely populated and ghosts are dying.

He was ordered in danger, guarding a city **** temple, a small county town, commanding the scattered ghosts of the ghost, and barely supporting the structure of the underworld.

Receive the souls of the dead, maintain the order of the underworld, reward the good and punish the evil.

It's been a tough time.

But if it can continue like this, Incense Fire Divine Dao can also allow him to gradually cultivate some Dao fruits.

However, the real evil and danger never give people a chance.

In the second year after the Old City God left, he, who was guarding in the remote mountain orchid, had not made any progress, and disaster struck.

A terrifying ghostly figure passed by by chance.

That demon didn't even come here specifically to destroy the Shan Lanyin Division.

He just passed by this place and thought it was interesting, so he demolished the Temple of the City God, entered the Yin Si, and made a scene in the underworld.

One after another, the evil spirits were beheaded by demons.

Bull-headed horse-faced, black and white impermanence, civil and military judges... the ghosts of the Yin Division fell one after another on the Naihe Bridge.

Ghost blood gushed out, dyeing the Naihe Bridge, which was once dark red, green.