Yama Rising Chapter 620: : Dao Master Gathers (1)

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After speaking, he stopped listening to the answer. The figure was like a fallen leaf, fluttering lightly, stepped tens of meters in the air, and stood in the middle of the national highway. In front of him, the leaves danced wildly, but they did not dissipate, as if they were wrapped in an invisible behemoth.

"Why did the donor come?" After announcing a Buddha's horn, the old monk folded his hands together and asked.

"Hehe..." A sharp laugh sounded in his ears: "Master Baima Temple Zen Ming, you are still alive... I heard that you were awarded one of the three highest combat powers in Yang? Are you a colleague? You are a thief if you are old and not dead. You should die. You always worry about it. Do you think you have a long life?"

"Amitabha..." The old monk did not move his eyes: "The evil spirit is in the world, and the poor monk dare not die."

He gently twisted the golden Bodhi in his hand, and his voice was solemn: "So, tonight, the poor monk will stop here."

"The poor monk can feel...you and the one in the Pearl River...have the same ferocious yin aura. You...none of you are kind."

"Dare to ask the surname and name?"

Silence.

Only the rustle of wind and falling leaves. After a long time, a voice sounded: "Under the command of Xindifu, Master of Asura, Qin Chu."

Zhanming blinked, staring at the national road. Three seconds later, he shook his head: "Under the command of the underworld, it's a badass. The badass is not visible to mortals, but you can see."

"You are a ghost, not a bad guy. Qin Yan... Amitabha... only hates poor monks with low magic power."

"Stupid! Detour!" Qin Yan sneered: "The officer came out in a hurry and didn't have any proof. I will ask you, where should I go to see her? I must take the national road? I don't feel like it. Waiting for me here in a middle-ranked mansion? Want to meet me? How can't you think about it?"

"And..."

"Do you feel the smell of blood that I have eaten recently?"

Chan Ming was stunned.

It's really not there?

No, no, haven't even eaten blood for months?

This... how is it possible?

Is it true?

Qin Chuan, who thinks he is extremely good at figuring out what he wants, smiled and said, "Old monk, go back to your White Horse Temple with peace of mind. You can live a few more years. Tell you, today, this king is here by the order of King Hades! The one who convinced the Pearl River in particular. It is done, and the ban on the Pearl River can be resolved. The entire Pearl River Delta will return to the underworld. What kind of merit is this? Are you letting it go?"

Master Chanming didn't speak, he looked deeply at the center of the national highway. There, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage stopped behind countless fallen leaves, and was driven by four skeletons. It is a typical ancient carriage in China. There are four palace lanterns hanging in the four corners, burning with ghost fire. Except for an ancient corpse driving the car, there was no entourage.

Time seemed to stand still, a full minute passed. Master Chanming smiled: "Great merit, Qin donor, please."

The vast army behind him slowly stepped aside with the continuous transmission of orders. There was a sneer in the carriage, and the zombie coachman flicked his whip, and the carriage rushed out with a lot of wind.

In the carriage, Qin Hui gently lowered the curtain. With a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand, he rubbed it gently, and two ghost fires the size of pinpoints kept beating in his eyes. After a long time, he gave a soft tusk.

He came without an edict, cutting first and then playing.

He is very anxious, very anxious.

Qin Yan King confessed to take the life of Kongmo’s head

Ling, he did not finish. The opponent held several vaginal objects in his hand, all of the rank of a man, and he didn't want to hurt himself too much. The best way is to contact other Dao masters, and the two Dao masters will attack together. Even if Kong Mo has great abilities, he can only get hold of it.

The most important thing is...Qin Yanwang seems to have a bad impression of him. The best way to reverse this impression is to persuade the other two Taoists that this triumphant accomplishment in the town of San Francisco is definitely enough to get him Qin The blue eyes of Hades.

However, they never met.

He doesn't know the habits of the other two Taoists. Don't think that there is no competition between Li ghosts of their level. Don't forget, the fastest way for Li ghosts to advance is to swallow each other!

"In order to get the addition of Yan Wang's blue eyes, this old man is considered to be willing to go..." He retracted into the luxurious brocade robe and sighed quietly.

At this moment, a weird sound came over the car with the night wind.

Kumping, knocking...It looks like a wooden fish, but not like the rhythmic sound of a wooden fish, but is connected and densely packed.

Lone car in the middle of the night, walking in the abandoned city, but you can hear the endless sound like a wooden fish. And the whimpering wind, as if approaching another world. Qin Hui raised the curtain and looked at it, his red eyes the size of a needle suddenly shrank.

They are passing a main road. The modern city that used to soar into the sky now has only a lifeless, black-and-lit high-rise buildings, like silent tombstones in the dark night. There was a dark and cloudy wind on the road visible to the naked eye. When they passed between the buildings, they brought countless chilling ghosts.

In this kingdom of the dead, the only color is black. Mixed with pale and bright red.

The red one is a lamp made of human skulls, hung under the street lamps on both sides of the road. From the hideous black hole of the skeleton, a bright red ghost fire was ejected.

White is the color of bones. At a height of one meter from the street lamp, there is a bone wind chime that looks like an isolation belt. Arm bones, leg bones, sternum... human bones were hung by black ropes, and when the wind blew, they made a sound like a wooden fish, and even the traces of nibbling on them could be seen.

No...that's not a rope, it's...a chain made of blood-stained black hair!

There are even many human heads that have not been eaten clean. The rotten flesh is glued to the solidified dark red blood clots, staring at this hell.

"It's really lack of beauty." Qin Hui shook his head and was about to withdraw his gaze. Suddenly, the sound of a gong sounded, and then, a shrill voice shouted loudly: "On business trips, stay away! "

Qin Hui opened his mouth slightly in shock, and all the curtains were rolled up. The wind howled, he appeared outside the car instantly.

A crossroad is in front of them. I don't know how long it has been abandoned, and the street lights are full of crows. With this sound, a one-meter-high paper-pierced man suddenly jumped out on the left side of the intersection.

Wearing red clothes and a pale face, he knocked the gong and jumped forward. Following him, there was the second and the third... dozens of paper-cut people have been jumping out!

At twelve o'clock in the barren city, the paper pierced people at night, and the human bones hung on both sides, this absurd and terrifying picture spreads infinitely. After sixteen people stuck with paper, there was a momentary silence. Immediately after... there was a bang, and a paw that was half a meter in size was pressed against the corner wall, and the bricks and glass fell like rain.

"My lord, do you want to clean up?" The zombie's voice was as smooth as iron, hoarsely.

"No need." Qin Hui slowly turned the golden Buddha beads in his hand and said calmly: "This is'dinner'. Legend has it that the Hungry Ghost Daoist has an unwritten rule, who wants to interrupt her eating? It's her mortal enemy...Well, the old man just happened to see how honorable this generation of demon empress is."

As soon as his voice fell, two four-meter-high figures suddenly appeared around the corner.

The hands are as long as the ground, and the head is as big as a bucket. He was completely red, wearing completely uncoordinated black and white clothes, holding a crying stick, because his stomach was too big, he stretched the clothes on his stomach completely, revealing his bulging belly.

Hungry ghosts.

There is only a sense of hunger, and the desire for flesh and blood has become obsession. As long as there is something alive, there is nothing it does not eat. It is said that there is a forbidden technique to create the living dead in the West, which is inspired by hungry ghosts... Before Qin Hui could think about it, all the evil ghosts looked at him instantly, and then Gu Jing moved away without any waves.

Behind them, followed... a team of ghosts of hundreds of people!

"On a business trip?" At this moment, Qin Hui suddenly felt ridiculous.

I have seen the real Pengqiu, and then I know how crappy Dong Shi Xiaoying is.

I've seen a real badass, and then I know that arrogance, that murderous aura, you can't pretend at all.

He's standing here, but the team didn't seem to see him, turning around the crossroads, all the way forward, just ahead, there is a bridge.

This is the once famous bridge across the river in Zhuzhou City. It was built in the 1990s, but now this bridge...seems something is wrong?

It is blood red.

And, gently... little by little... creeping?

Yinling Renlong divided Qin Hui and Daqiao into two sides. He was motionless like a stone sculpture, only the turning Buddha beads in his hand could see that he was still alive. The coachman stood quietly behind him. Seeing that thousands of Yinlings finally walked onto the bridge completely.

Just now!

The "bridge" trembled suddenly, keeping straight and retracting wildly! Qin Hui's eyes jumped and followed closely. Watching this "bridge" retreat back to the other side of the Pearl River, I also saw...On the other side of the bank, the clouds that had originally covered my fingers suddenly dispersed, revealing a hideous face.

Hoop! All the ghosts, without resistance, were instantly swallowed into the mouth of this monster. That bridge... turned out to be the tongue of this monster across the Pearl River!

Even a zombie who doesn't feel at all, is shaking all over at this moment, and can't help shaking.

This scene is so weird, facing each other across the river. In the deepest part of Jiangnan, black clouds are like weaving and ghosts are like stars. And in that black mist, a giant over a hundred meters tall suddenly stood up! With the sky full of cloudy air, like a tengu shiyue, he stretched his neck.

Her head is so big that she can vaguely tell that she is a woman from her naked body. The top of his head is bald, and the sides are covered with sparse gray hair, dancing wildly. Under the blood-red skin, there seemed to be countless mice crawling and wriggling around. Like Qin Chu, her eyes are also inlaid with two small blood-red dots in the sunken eye sockets.

That is the symbol of the soul being burned by the fire of the six realms.

The very evil existence in the world.

Hungry ghost Taoist master, Su Da's true body!