"You … You … You're so cruel!"
After Wu Ming killed his two followers with the power of Thunder, the Malevolent God Messenger finally reacted.
However, he had also suffered a heavy blow from Wu Ming. Although he managed to gather his form, it was extremely messy. The flame on top of his head was less than a foot long. His vitality was greatly damaged, and his hundred years of cultivation were gone.
He hated it!
How could an ordinary opponent, even a Taoist priest or a monk, be so unreasonable?
The other party was quick-witted. He discovered the trap in advance and did not fall into the trap, so the Yin Spring Formation could not be used.
He was also ruthless and did not care about his status as the orthodox Taoist priest.
The two reasons made the Malevolent God Messenger's face bleed. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out. "How dare you arrest me? Aren't you afraid of the law? "
As he roared, there was a sense of 'righteousness' around him!
This was the authority that controlled the organization and was protected by the law.
Which ordinary ghost dared to fight against a ghost? Even monks and Daoists had their reservations. With a single roar, most of them would feel apprehensive and hesitate.
When two powerful cultivators fought, even if they were of equal strength, if one was weak and the other had no scruples, the result would be obvious.
However, Wu Ming was not afraid. When he heard the roar, his eyes turned even colder, and lightning flashed in his hands.
To be honest, these ghosts and deities relied on the reputation of Lord Kurosan and were almost invincible in the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom.
Unfortunately, Wu Ming was an outsider and had no scruples. Secondly, he had already killed the Black Wind General in the world of the living, which was equivalent to offending Lord Kurosan. There was nothing for him to be afraid of.
He sneered and waved his hand. Wind and thunder rose.
Seeing this, the Malevolent God Messenger's expression changed.
"If you do this … Lord Ox God will not let you go …"
"Ox God?! Is he the Black Mountain Messenger? "
When Wu Ming heard this, his hands paused.
"That's right. The Black Mountain Messenger is the special envoy of the king, a Taoist priest! This is a matter of life and death. You have to think about it carefully. Even if you don't care about yourself, you have to care about your Taoist meridians and friends! "
The Fiend God Envoy was indeed worthy of being a member of the Old Master's faction. He immediately shouted.
"This again?"
When Wu Ming heard this, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. His face gradually turned cold. "It's a pity … I have never been threatened by anyone in my life!"
The lessons from his past life and Dazhou's struggle to survive told him that compromising would only bring about his own destruction.
Seeking peace through struggle will lead to peace, seeking peace through compromise will lead to peace perishing. It was truly a wise saying.
Therefore, he narrowed his eyes, and strands of lightning immediately entwined around him, transforming into a giant palm that slammed down!
Five Thunder Palm!
Although it was only the second stage of the Water Thunder Realm, in the underworld, its power increased exponentially. Bits of electricity dissipated, repelling the grey fog, causing the Evil God Envoy to reveal a look of despair. He could only watch helplessly as the earth-shattering giant palm pressed down on him, as if he was an ant!
"Stop!"
Hu hu!
Several kilometers away, a terrifying black whirlwind blew over. A loud roar came from within, and the silhouette of a huge monster could be vaguely seen.
"Idiot!"
Wu Ming laughed coldly, and the Thunder Palm pressed down mercilessly. Amidst the flashes of lightning, strands of black gas quickly dissipated.
After the light faded, a deep, black palm print was left on the ground. The Evil God Envoy was long gone.
"How dare you!"
The whirlwind suddenly dissipated, revealing a giant monster with a bull's head and a human body, holding an iron hairpin in its hand. Its lantern-like eyes stared at Wu Ming, and its black hooves scratched the ground. The breath it exhaled from its nose smashed into the ground, creating a strong wind. "I told you to stop just now!"
"Who are you? How dare you order me around? "
Wu Ming rolled his eyes. He felt that this demon that looked like a bull's head was a bit out of its mind.
They were enemies, so why did it still listen to its orders? Was there something wrong with its brain? Needless to say, when two armies fought, it was necessary to reduce the enemy's strength as much as possible.
Since the new army had arrived, of course, it had to seize the opportunity to annihilate the remaining enemy, not giving the enemy a chance to increase its strength.
This bull's head was most likely used to killing people in the Netherworld. At this moment, it was startled, and then it reacted. It roared and immediately smashed the iron hairpin in its hand towards Wu Ming.
The bull's body was full of murderous aura, and it was four to five feet long. At this moment, it was burning with flames. Even though it had not activated its spiritual power, it gave the surrounding living beings a great sense of oppression.
Whoosh whoosh!
The iron hairpin that was full of barbs and thorns directly smashed down, and an evil wind blew in their faces.
"This spiritual pressure is already not an ordinary small god. No wonder it can become the Black Mountain Envoy!"
Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sea of consciousness suddenly shone brightly. As his spiritual power surged, a Talisman seed instantly emitted light.
Rumble! Rumble!
In an instant, four earthen mountains broke through the bottom, and the huge stone pillars seemed to form a stone railing, stopping the bull's footsteps.
"Five Thunder Palm!"
And under Wu Ming's feet, a earthen mountain also suddenly rose, causing him to instantly reach the same height as the bull's. He struck out with his palm, and it was accompanied by wind and thunder.
Bang!
Crackle!
The palm and the hairpin collided, and a dazzling electric light appeared on the iron hairpin, leaving a deep mark. At the edge, there were traces of black gas escaping.
The bull took two steps back, and its hooves stepped on the ground, crushing the stone pillars and earthen mountains. However, its lantern-like eyes narrowed slightly. "What a good Daoist!"
It thought that it was considered a powerful ghostly immortal under the Black Mountain Master's command, which was why it obtained the position of the Black Mountain Envoy. It patrolled the ghost kingdom, and its power was shocking.
However, it did not expect that a random Daoist would be able to take down its hairpin, and even be on par with it!
"Which Daoist lineage are you from? Tell me your name!"
To be able to achieve such achievements in cultivation, there was definitely no lack of support from a large sect. The bull asked with some wariness.
"Heh! Bullying the kind and fearing the evil is indeed the norm in the underworld! "
Wu Ming sighed and said, "Niu Gui, this penniless priest only saw that the wronged souls were pitiful and wanted to expiate them to earn merit. Why didn't your Black Mountain Lord allow it?"
"So you're a wild Daoist!"
The bull grinned and laughed. "This is the ban of my Black Mountain Master. Anyone in the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom Realm will be punished according to this. Is this something you can interfere with?"
"How majestic! How murderous! "
Wu Ming nodded, but in his heart, he knew that the matter of him killing the Black Wind General had not been exposed. Furthermore, since the bull was so concerned about this, there might be some secret behind it.
At this moment, there was no more room for negotiation. He immediately touched his Daoist crown, and the crown was filled with clear light. It spread out, and a red gas swept across, causing the grey fog to retreat. Its power was rather shocking.
"You still dare to resist?"
Seeing the clear light coming towards him, the bull's eyes twitched slightly. He shouted loudly, and then suddenly shook his body. From the fur on his body, densely packed small insects that looked like cattle lice flew out.
The small insects continued to expand in mid-air, turning into many soul shadows with different faces. There was even a beautiful snake ghost.
"Look at how powerful my Ox Hairy Ghost Soldiers are! Form the formation! "
The bull roared loudly, and the many little ghosts immediately formed an array. Layers of black clouds surged over, bringing with them the murderous aura of the ghost soldiers. They soared into the sky and formed the head of a huge ferocious beast. Its eyes were red, and it bit towards Wu Ming.
"Hiding soldiers on your body? That's a wonderful technique! "
Feeling the combination of the military aura and the murderous aura, as well as the power of the formation that was strengthened by the bull's mystical powers, Wu Ming nodded and even had the mood to comment.
The bull's mystical powers were similar to his.
However, if he had the help of the ghost soldiers that had been refined for a long time and were one with him, he would not be a match for it.
At this moment, he was so relaxed, naturally because he had something to rely on.
"Now that I know my own capabilities, I won't play with you anymore!"
Wu Ming reached into his robes and held the Suihou Pearl, connecting his fate with it.
Roar!
In an instant, accompanied by a dragon's roar, the fate on the ground changed drastically!
The golden-green aura gathered and formed into auspicious clouds. Wisps of auspicious aura descended, and light flames soared into the sky. They surged violently and were several feet tall. The terrifying spiritual pressure almost materialized, and powerful ripples spread out, causing the gray fog to retreat.
Roar! Roar!
In the clouds, the figure of a dragon appeared, and its eyes were purple. At this moment, it let out a high-pitched roar and pressed down with its claws!
Boom!
Just one claw! The beast head formed by the army formation screamed and immediately turned into ashes. However, the dragon was still unwilling to give up. It soared into the sky and died prematurely. The cloud dragon stretched out its claws and went straight into the army formation.
Whoosh!
A large ball of golden flames rose, and the little bull ghosts that bore the brunt of the attack immediately dissipated one by one. In the black qi, phantoms of ghosts struggled out, and their faces were full of resentment. However, all of them quickly melted in the golden light.
"This … this is … Dragon Qi!"
The cloud dragon disappeared, and the strange phenomenon retreated. Wu Ming walked forward and saw that all the ghost soldiers had been destroyed. In the middle of the big pit, there was an incomplete figure lying.
At this moment, the huge body of the bull ghost messenger had completely disappeared, and he became the size of a normal person's palm. Wisps of flames were still struggling on top of his head. The armor on his body was broken, and the iron hairpin had long disappeared. However, he only had the strength to speak, "Are you the son of the dragon? Why do you make things difficult for me? "
After panting for a moment, his expression turned to one of fear, "No! I'm afraid that even ordinary princes may not have such fate. Who are you? "
"This Dragon Qi … is really not bad …"
However, Wu Ming could not be bothered to talk nonsense with this god. In fact, even he was a little surprised by the power of this fate in the Underworld.
Human Dao Dragon Qi could suppress the five elements and forbid all spells!
However, in the world of the living, it also needed to be subtly influenced and find a trigger before it could be activated. However, he did not expect that in the world of the dead, where cultivation, fate, merit, and incense could all be turned into spiritual pressure and spiritual flames, and become real strength, the effect of the Dragon Qi was so terrifying!
"No wonder every time a new dynasty is established in the world of the dead, there will be a blessed land of ghosts, and even a ghost emperor to protect the people. Is it because of this?"
Wu Ming murmured.
Based on what he had seen just now, if he intended to become a Ghostly Deity in the Underworld, then with his luck, although he could not become a Ghostly Emperor, it would be easy for him to become a Ghostly King.
"Unfortunately … this path is not what I want!"
He sighed and walked forward again. With a casual kick, the begging bull ghost was trampled into ashes, and then he left without stopping.
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