Chapter 398: Footsteps in the Night, Legend of Evil Ghosts

Late at night, a blood moon rose in the haze and hung in the void.

In the villa, Huang Jiulong was sleeping soundly. He suddenly heard something in the haze and opened his eyes.

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

That was the sound of footsteps gradually resounding.

"Is there anyone in the corridor?" Huang Jiulong looked outside the door.

But in his perception, the corridor outside was clearly empty, so how could there be footsteps?

He was suspicious and suddenly remembered an ancient legend, which was the legend of evil ghosts. According to the legend, in some remote and strange places, some evil ghosts came out every night...

"Tap!"

The footsteps sounded again.

Pulling Huang Jiulong's thoughts back.

"Hiss!" He shivered, and all his sleepiness disappeared. He tiptoed out of bed and opened the door a crack to look out.

At a glance, there was nothing outside, nothing at all!

"Strange..." Huang Jiulong's scalp gradually went numb.

Just at this moment, another footstep sounded.

"Tram!"

The footsteps were particularly heavy, and the footsteps were extremely powerful.

Huang Jiulong's eyes were solemn. Just as he was about to investigate the reason, he suddenly noticed that the mural on the corridor had no face!

Looking around, the woman in the mural, who originally had soft features but lacked an arm, had no features!

"Hiss!" He gasped and was shocked.

Is there a ghost?

He looked back at the empty room and felt fear in his heart.

A feeling of helplessness and loneliness came over him.

"No, I have to find someone else to live with!"

"But I can't find Xiao Ming, the strongest person in the whole place is the Lord of the Netherworld, I have to find him!"

Huang Jiulong pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage to push the door and rushed out.

The Lord of the Netherworld lived on the second floor, and he lived on the first floor.

Just after he went out, he suddenly had an idea.

"Could that footsteps come from the second floor?"

He didn't dare to look at the murals on both sides, and rushed to the second floor.

But when he arrived at the second floor, he found that there was no one in the corridor.

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he let go of his perception and went to the third and fourth floors.

But soon he found that there was no one in the corridors of the third, fourth and fifth floors!

But at this time, the footsteps that had stopped sounded again.

"Trample!"

The force was equally heavy, as if it was a giant.

Huang Jiulong trembled all over, and suddenly sensed something, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

Immediately, I met a face.

I saw an old woman in white at the end of the corridor, and crisp footsteps came from her feet from time to time.

Huang Jiulong's face froze suddenly.

Because he found that the old woman's legs had no feet!

In other words, her legs were suspended in the air!

But why was there a trampling sound of feet landing on the ground?

"Hiss!"

Huang Jiulong's scalp was numb, and his heart jumped to his throat in an instant.

At this moment, a black hand suddenly appeared behind him, and grabbed him with a "whoosh".

"Come here!"

Bang!

The door closed, and the hand dragged Huang Jiulong into the next room.

Huang Jiulong rolled his eyes, thinking that he was caught by an evil ghost, and his heart stopped beating.

But when he came to his senses, he found that the person in front of him was not someone else, but the Lord of the Netherworld.

"What's going on?" He was terrified.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

The Lord of the Netherworld frowned and said nervously: "Oh no, we fell into a trap!"

Huang Jiulong's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly said: "What's going on?"

The Lord of the Netherworld looked at the blood moon outside, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and said: "The Ghost Saint is out!"

Ghost Saint?

Huang Jiulong's heart was shocked.

"Who is that?"

"An ancient saint from ancient times!" The Lord of the Netherworld looked solemn: "This person has an extremely powerful physique, called the Godly Body of Ten Thousand Ghosts, which can command all the ghosts in the world. On the day of the great reckoning in ancient times, he used this physique to go against the sky and rely on this physique to fight the Terminator. On that day, the ten thousand ghosts were released and fought with the Terminator for three days and three nights, but ended in failure. These are all records in some ancient books of my Netherworld Holy Land. I thought he fell in that catastrophe, but I didn't expect that he didn't die!"

"It turns out that he is faking his death!"

"Not good, this person actually faked his death and escaped under the eyes of the Terminator, which is really terrifying! It's more terrifying than the founder of my Netherworld Holy Land!"

"And this time, I'm afraid he came to kill the holy soldiers!"

Huang Jiulong's face changed drastically on the spot!

Ancient powerful!

Ancient powerful appeared!

Suddenly!

The Lord of the Netherworld sensed something again, his eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly looked out the window!

"Not good!"

"Not just the Ghost Saint! There are other ancient saints!"