Chapter 987

Five ghost gate.

Behind the ghostly mountain, there is a secret forest surrounded by arrays. It is usually hidden in the fog. Ordinary disciples don't know there is such a place.

In the dense forest, there is a wooden house built with local materials.

The wooden house is very ordinary, but the people who live in it are not ordinary. What lives in it is a man whose qualifications do not belong to Wang Buyi at all. The old strong man of evil gods, heavenly ghost!

For a dying person, this is a good place to wait for death because it is quiet enough.

Today, however, Qingyou was broken. The owner of the five ghost gate, Kui ghost, the son of Tiangui, knocked on the wooden door of the wooden house.

"Say it." the old voice came from the wooden house. Just listening to the voice, you can hear the endless old meaning of the owner of the voice, as if he would die at any time.

Kui ghost lowered his head, cut his heart like a knife, and said sadly, "father, let me go in and see you?"

"What's good about dying people?" the ghost refused his son's request and coughed again. "But he's going to send troops?"

Kui ghost company hurriedly said, "yes, no matter who wins or loses tomorrow, it will be a war to change the pattern of the east bank. If the five ghost sect doesn't want to be pulled down, it can only join it. I'm stupid, but I'm more optimistic about evil gods."

The ghost coughed and said, "looking at the east bank, who can breathe for tens of thousands of years? Who doesn't value evil gods? Since you have made a decision, why come to me?"

A son is better than a father.

The heavenly ghost could feel the speculation uneasiness in his son's mind, and his dissatisfaction was undoubtedly revealed: "I told you earlier that since you have made a decision, you have to do it! Hesitation is more fatal than a wrong decision."

Kui ghost said with a bitter smile, "I dare not forget my father's lesson. But... Zheng Feiyue is the one to deal with this time. The five ghost sect has been planted under him for too many times. I really have no bottom in my heart. You have stayed with him for a long time, and I still want to hear your opinion."

Saying this, Kui ghost was ashamed and ashamed, and was ready to be scolded by his father.

Clinker, Tiangui didn't blame, but slowly said after a long silence: "that boy... Really can't be measured by common sense. Unfortunately, he provoked the wrong person this time."

The judgment from the old and strong is always so persuasive.

Kui GUI's heart was put in his stomach. He bowed deeply to the wooden house and said, "in that case, I know what to do. You can rest assured and I will bring back good news."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave. The voice of the heavenly ghost came again: "wait... Keep an eye on tomorrow. Everything will change in an instant on the battlefield. You should be careful."

Kui ghost was stunned, nodded and said, "I know."

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Flying corpse cult.

A disciple of the flying corpse sect ran all the way from the Mountain Gate with a flying sword in his hands. He ran to the place where the sect leader usually slept, knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "flying... Flying sword preaches!"

Soil tremor.

A pale arm pulled the flying sword into the ground from deep underground.

A moment later, the earth shook, and a dirt bug came out of the ground. Its sharp claws clenched the flying sword.

The corpse Qi cuts the surrounding air wantonly.

The disciples kneeling on the ground were so frightened that they didn't dare to go out.

After a long time, everything returned to calm, and a hoarse voice came from the ground: "call... Summon... Army, tomorrow... Go to mulberry ghost town!"

"Yes!"

The disciple answered loudly.

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Divine medicine sect.

Qian Jun is still playing chess, playing a game with himself.

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Magic weapon sect.

The huge chimney stands tall, but it doesn't have the usual enthusiasm and vitality, and pokes there coldly.

When leader Mo walked in the sect gate, he saw eager eyes. Whether it was a forging master or a forging apprentice, it took much longer to touch Tianyan armour than to touch their hammer.

The weapon is forbidden.

But his two disciples, Tieyi and Tieli, were not banned.

"Headmaster martial uncle, do we really want to stand idly by?" Tie Yi couldn't help but say.

Even the simple and honest Tieyi can see that tomorrow's war will reshuffle the situation on the east bank. Since the magic weapon sect chose to be born, how should it compete.

Headmaster Mo said faintly, "who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Tie Yi was stunned, but his younger martial brother Tie Li said bluntly: "although the magic weapon sect has a deep relationship with city Lord Zheng, I still prefer evil gods."

"Yes, who is not optimistic about evil gods?" leader Mo sighed. "The dragon is destined to be stronger than the tiger in this battle between dragons and tigers. The magic weapon sect was born too late and is the weakest of the seven sects. It is not enough to help the tiger win, nor is it qualified to attract the attention of the dragon. Why should it end?"

The two younger generation also understood the very simple metaphor.

The young Tieli asked a very frank question: "in that case, why did Ming wangzong choose to help Zheng Feiyue? Are their top leaders fools?"

Headmaster Mo smiled bitterly: "if Ming wangzong wants to go further, they can only step on the evil god Zong to climb up, so they want to help Zheng Feiyue. Of course, more importantly, Ming wangzong can afford to lose, but magic weapon Zong can't afford to lose!"

Can't afford to lose a sentence, saying a lot of helplessness.

Iron power and iron righteousness no longer speak.

The truth is very simple and straightforward, just two words: strength!

If you have strength, you can toss around and start over again if you lose. If you don't have the strength, you don't even have the qualification to end!

It's cruel, but it's true.

For Zheng Feiyue, Tieyi still cares more. At the moment, he couldn't help saying, "is there really no hope of winning?"

Headmaster Mo sighed, "as early as 10000 years ago, evil gods were synonymous with invincibility. He came and went freely in such a cruel environment as the immortal devil war. All those who heard his name avoided it. Some simply burst their heads and ran away. What did Zheng Feiyue win?"

Tieyi and Tieli looked at each other.

This is too much.

Headmaster Mo: "the older generation of friars, the better they know the horror of evil gods. Although Zheng Feiyue is a strong man, he has never experienced that era after all. Those who don't know are fearless, so he has the courage to challenge this mountain that can't be crossed! And the old seven of mingwangzong, who has no fear in his heart, dare to take mingwangzong with him!"

Tie Yi scratched his head and said, "in this way, the city Lord Zheng seems to be dead."

Headmaster Mo thought for a long time, slowly shook his head and said, "it's impossible to win, but he still has the card that Wang broke. The strength of the demon king's body may find a glimmer of vitality for him."

When it comes to the demon king body, especially the demon king body that has awakened and cultivated to a certain level, people will always have some excitement in addition to fear and awe.

Tieli cheered up and said, "it's said that Dacheng's demon king has the same physical strength as the immortal. If the king breaks down to Dacheng, wouldn't it be easy to kill evil gods?"

Headmaster Mo was amused by this naive metaphor and said, "do you know how many resources it takes to breed a great demon king? Unless Zheng Feiyue can give the king a fairy pill to eat, it's basically impossible!"