Chapter 89 Half Ghost
The beauty rolls up the pearl curtain, and when we wake up, we have sex and enjoy ourselves. The monkeys on both sides of the river cry incessantly, and the warriors never come back!
Well, I am indeed a poetic demon!
——Taken from the 6,720th chapter of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth
The snow melts in winter, and the sun is warm and the sky is clear.
As soon as I take off my cotton pants, spring girl comes!
It is March, and the day of Jingzhe is getting closer and closer.
Yang Shuo, Lao Li, and Lao Gou have completely disappeared in the past few days.
All of them are doing their best to deal with the affairs of the sect and strengthen their strength as much as possible.
Zhang Mo seems to have reached a bottleneck in his research during this period, and walked out of the back garden a little depressed.
"Failed again, why did it fail? Is it a material problem? Or is it that the residual soul is not enough?"
When he came to the main hall, Zhang Mo wanted to find Yang Shuo and get him a batch of materials.
Especially the residual soul ghost fire, the more the better. He always felt that it was because of the problem of the residual soul that the pot he prepared at the end could not be completed.
Last time, Yang Shuo told him that it was not easy to deal with ghost fire.
The surrounding graves were almost destroyed by them. Many local people were talking about this.
They said that the Heavenly Demon Sect dug up their ancestral graves and would be punished by heaven. It was said that they cursed very badly.
Later, Zhang Mo gave an order to give money to the people, and they would be compensated if they dug up the graves, and then the matter was settled.
But Zhang Mo didn't know that because of the money, many people began to dig up their own graves spontaneously.
I think their ancestors didn't know that they could make money for the family even after they died, and they made a lot of money.
They are more useful when they are dead than when they are alive!
"Yang Shuo, Yang Shuo!"
After shouting a few times, Yang Shuo disappeared.
If he is gone, a ghost will be fine.
Zhang Mo stopped a demon cultivator at the entrance of the main hall.
"Where is Elder Yang?"
The demon cultivator knelt down when he saw the sect master, trembling all over and said, "Report to the sect master, Elder Yang is in the dungeon with Elder Li and Dan Mo."
"Are these three together again?"
Zhang Mo frowned and asked, "Where is Old Dog?"
The demon cultivator replied, "Master Dog went to the front line to command."
Zhang Mo was speechless, why was he so busy.
Waving his hand, Zhang Mo said, "You go down. I'll go to the dungeon to see for myself!"
The demon cultivator kowtowed and said, "Thank you, sect master, for not killing me. Thank you, sect master, for not eating me."
Run away quickly, not daring to stay for a moment.
Zhang Mo didn't care, this kind of thing happened too often.
Walking towards the direction of the demon tower, just a few steps, Zhang Mo and almost all the demon cultivators on the Little Holy Mountain suddenly heard a scream.
"Ah!"
The sound shook the sky, and Zhang Mo immediately covered his ears.
Who screamed so loudly, and screamed so loudly, looking for death!
The next moment, the gate of the magic tower was smashed open.
Zhang Mo looked again and saw that the bloody old Li was carried out by Yang Shuo, and the old man Dan Mo ran away.
"Come on, come on!"
Yang Shuo shouted repeatedly, and the magic cultivators around gathered.
Zhang Mo saw that the situation was not good and retreated a few steps.
What's going on? Did the righteous people attack the mountain gate?
Or are Xiao Long and others in the dungeon going to kill them?
It's impossible. If they were so awesome, the Tianmo Sect would have been gone long ago.
"Ah!"
Another scream sounded, one wave higher than the other.
Immediately, a figure rushed out of the magic tower, covered in blood.
Zhang Mo looked carefully and saw that he knew her.
Isn't this the dead Chu Ran? Wasn't she taken to the dungeon by Yang Shuo and others to become a corpse ghost? How could it be like this!
At this moment, Chu Ran looked no different from when he was alive, except that his eyes were fierce, his body was bloody, and his hands were full of black flashes.
With another scream like a wild beast, Chu Ran turned into a residual image and began to fight madly with the demon cultivators.
Damn it!
Zhang Mo was stunned.
Chu Ran's speed seemed to be able to tear the air, his palms became claws, and when he clawed, black claw marks appeared in the air, which lasted for a long time.
The blood light on his body was even more terrifying. Wherever he passed, no matter which demon cultivator could not stop the blood light, they were all blown away by the blood light.
What's going on?
This doesn't look like a corpse ghost.
Zhang Mo has seen corpse ghosts, and he has seen a lot of them, but none of them has such speed and power.
"Stop her, stop her quickly. Be careful of the blood light on her body. She is not a corpse ghost, but a half-ghost, a demon half-ghost with reversed vitality!"
Yang Shuo shouted repeatedly, his face full of anxiety.
It can be seen that this matter was caused by him. He wanted to refine a better corpse ghost, but then something went wrong.
The demon cultivators took out soul-catching nets, thunderbolt magic fire, crossbows, poison gas, traps, and threw them at Chu Ran.
But nothing could really stop Chu Ran. Her movements were agile and her fighting instincts were very exaggerated. Almost no demon cultivator could plot against her.
Seeing that the encirclement of the demon cultivators was about to be broken, Zhang Mo felt that if he continued to stand here and watch the fun, he would become the fun.
He immediately stepped back quickly, but at this moment, Chu Ran repelled another demon cultivator with a claw, and then saw Zhang Mo at a glance.
The four eyes met, and the scene stopped for a while.
Zhang Mo's face was dull and he was stunned.
He could not see anything else in Chu Ran's eyes, only "crazy!"
It's over, I'm going to die!
Zhang Mo's heart was about to stop beating, and there was only one sentence in his mind, "Don't come over!"
But unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Reality is always cruel and ruthless, and it won't talk to you much.
The moment he saw Zhang Mo, Chu Ran turned into a bloody light and rushed over.
Zhang Mo was completely stunned and even forgot to activate his ultimate move.
He thought he would die instantly, but the next moment he saw Chu Ran grab him, then turned into a bloody light and left, heading straight for the back hall.
"Sect Master!"
"Hurry up and save the Sect Master!"
"Fuck, the Sect Master was captured."
"The Sect Master will be fine. Should we divide the things and run for our lives!"
"Run for your uncle!"
Yang Shuo left Lao Li and quickly led his men to the back hall.
On this side, Zhang Mo felt like he was flying. Then he was dragged into the back hall by Chu Ran and the door was closed.
Chu Ran tore Zhang Mo's clothes into pieces and threw him to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"Are you going to kill me or play with me? I am the dignified sect master, and I will never be humiliated!"
"Fuck, you are serious."
"The same trick again!"
"Fuck, stand still like a mountain!"
...
There was a lot of movement inside. Yang Shuo and others rushed to the door outside and heard the voice inside.
"Wait, this voice sounds familiar, as if I heard it one night."
"Don't move, the sect master is subduing the half-ghost, everyone disperse."
Yang Shuo listened carefully to the movement inside again and confirmed that it was correct.
Slapping his thigh, Yang Shuo understood.
"Fuck, why did I forget. The half-ghost may leave some battle memories. Well, it turns out that only the sect master can subdue her!"
Outside, other demon cultivators had no idea what kind of "battle" was going on inside.
Hearing Yang Shuo say this, they couldn't help but admire in their hearts.
The sect master is still awesome!