Chapter 302

He asked the generals,

"You answer me, are you a ghost? Are you strong, or are you just better than them?"

The general didn't answer Gao Yang's words. He went to his side and pinched Gao Yang's shoulder,

Ah~~~

The bones were crushed,

HD clearly heard the rattle,

But even so, he was laughing,

"You answer me, are you strong?"

"If you want to know, you have to pay for your life."

"It doesn't matter. Let me see how terrible you are."

Gao Yang's almost abnormal smile stopped the generals' actions,

This kind of madness, even blood, will become hard to drink,

Because he lacks an ingredient called fear,

"Please don't leave me, let me go with you."

Completely controlled by the fear of generals and officials, Gao Yang seems to have seen the strong man he has always wanted to see,

It doesn't matter if he is swallowed up by the other party, as long as he can be given a chance to become stronger,

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter as long as I can become stronger and die. Please give me a chance. It doesn't matter if I go through fire and water."

Ignoring his broken shoulders, Gao Yang crept to the generals and ministers to pray,

As long as you can become stronger,

It doesn't matter if you're a ghost,

The alley became quiet,

One person looked at the other in silence,

Generals and ministers can feel Gao Yang's inner certainty. This kind of person is really rare in the world,

Knowing that you are a ghost, you should follow around,

Is it just to be strong,

forget it,

After thinking for a long time,

The general picked Gao Yang up again and bit him on the neck,

This time, it was not to suck up his blood essence, but to reverse some of the blood he had sucked into his body,

This man is very interesting,

Since you want to follow him, give him a chance,

Sad cries broke out in the quiet alley for a long time,

The next day,

Handu was shocked,

The stone statues of the earth temple in the south of the city were smashed,

The landlords disappeared,

At the same time, there was also a sect door called "Si Xiang sect". There were more than 500 people up and down. They had no life to return, and even the body had not been found

There is a ghost that can kill the immortal family in the world,

The whole world was shocked,

But whether it is the City God, the land or the Baojia fairy, what annoys them more than this uncertain ghost is the turbid air constantly leaking from the sky,

After several ghost wars and wars,

The world is already full of corpses,

The turbid Qi outside the sky can dye these corpses into disgusting existence, so as to continue to kill,

Although the underworld has begun to deal with hatred,

But the world is big,

Hatred is everywhere. In order to completely eliminate their existence, we must first find a way to fill the loophole in jiuxiao,

Otherwise,

Hatred cannot be eradicated,

Qishan,

Hate food,

Whether people or demons, as long as they have merit and virtue, that is their priority hunting goal,

A large group of hatred appeared from the cemetery under Qishan, ravaged the surrounding villages for dozens of miles, and there was no grass in the places they passed,

The villagers had no choice but to flee to Qishan to avoid their lives,

But how can disgust allow food to escape,

They also went to Qishan to continue hunting,

"Grandpa, I'm afraid."

On the rugged mountain road, a large group of villagers are running for their lives towards the top of the mountain in groups,

However, the mountain road has become extremely muddy due to days of rainstorm. It has only been halfway up the mountain for many days,

"Lily is good. Don't be afraid with Grandpa."

The old man fondled his granddaughter's head,

Looking at the top of Qishan mountain,

legend,

There is a super sect gate on the top of Qishan mountain. In those years, he chose to live in seclusion for various reasons,

Because Qishan Road is very difficult to walk, and it is easy to get lost, no one has verified whether the legend really exists,

Now ghosts invade villages and hundreds of villagers are homeless,

When they were desperate, they had to go deep into Qishan to try their luck,

Even if the legend is false,

Only the intricate mountain roads in Qishan can save your life for the time being,

"Old sun tou, what are you waiting for? Hurry up."

The old man had just pacified his granddaughter, and another old man beside him hurriedly pushed and pushed from behind,

"It's getting late. I'm walking. I'm afraid I can't see the road clearly after dark."

Old sun tou forgot the sky and said,

Take the night road,

Especially in the mountains, it's even more dangerous,

"Everyone has discussed it. Even the ignition handle should continue to travel. If it is caught up by the ghosts below, it will die."

"No, my granddaughter is too tired to walk now."

"If you linger, no one will take care of you when you wait for the team."

"Hey."

Old sun tou sighed helplessly,

At this juncture, no one can care about anyone,

At the end of dusk,

It's dark in the mountains,

The villagers lit torches and continued on their way. As long as they could avoid the pursuit of ghosts, it didn't matter if they were tired and broke their legs,

Lao Suntou and some villagers lost the team,

Watching the torches gradually disappear in his eyes, he held his granddaughter tightly in his arms,

Her parents have been killed by ghosts,

I'm risking my life to protect my granddaughter's safety,

Whoa, whoa,

The shadow of the torch in front has disappeared, and there is a penetrating sound behind these straggling villagers,

Someone has started to scream because of extreme fear,

They are all familiar with the source of the sound,

It is the signal of hatred approaching,

"Grandpa, will I die?"

The granddaughter tightly hugged the old grandson's head and asked with tearful eyes,

"No, you won't die."

Lao Sun said with his head clenched his teeth,

I can't imagine that my old bone has been reduced to such a state when I die,

Damn ghosts,

You killed my son, daughter-in-law,

Still trying to hurt my granddaughter,

I fought with you.

No more running away,

There were old tears and determination in his eyes,

Old sun tou picked up his granddaughter with one hand and picked up a stone from the ground with the other hand,

"I fought with you!"

Looking at the darkness ahead,

The old sun head roared angrily,

Around,

The villagers' screams have come, and their hatred obviously caught up with them,

Those cries of pain seeped through the night,

Old sun tou's expression had been strained to the limit, but he still held his granddaughter tightly,

This is his only relative in the world,

Say you want to protect her,

Roar~~~

A roar of disgust came,

Through the pale moonlight, the fat body and stench came towards the old sun's head,

His legs are already shaking,

The stone in his hand also fell to the ground,

Mortals are always powerless in the face of ghosts,

"Sorry, sorry."

Old sun's head squatted on the ground and held his granddaughter's head tightly to apologize,

My grandfather is unable to protect her after all,

Hatred approached him, raised the hook in his hand and smashed it down,

Whoosh~~~

A blade came through the air,

The hot light lit up the black night sky,

Then,

Hate being pushed back,

The blade of the sword fell in front of Lao sun's head, and the warm light comforted the desperate people,

"If you want to do evil in Qishan, ghosts, you must have that strength."

The bright voice pierced the night sky,

Followed by the emergence of a group of people in white,

Countless sword blades lit up the whole night, and the hatred of the pursuit was slowed by the dazzling halo,

"Old man, take your family back and leave it to us."

The young man stepped on his sword blade and comforted the desperate heart of old sun tou,

Qishan,

It's the boundary of their Heavenly Sword Murong,

We will never allow ghosts to touch one or two, let alone allow them to kill people in Qishan,

"Come on, granddaughter, we're saved."

Old man sun didn't have time to say thank you, so he hurried to the back with his granddaughter in his arms,

"Kill!"

Watching the villagers being gradually evacuated,

At the young man's command, hundreds of Murong sword slaves appeared around,

Hundreds of blades hovered in the middle of Qishan mountain, weaving a huge sword net, and immediately smashed it at hatred,

Boom,

The sword net fell,

Dust rises,

They hated that their huge bodies were forcibly smashed into the soil under them, and what was waiting for them was a new round of sword rain,