The so-called monsters are naturally ghostly things hidden in the corners.

As a large household harbors filth and evil, there will naturally be many monsters.

As soon as these things gathered together, the conditions for a hundred ghosts to walk at night were immediately met, and many ghosts came rushing in.

"Split up and hunt for the target!"

The big head gave the order and found the target first, a human soul.

I don’t know if he was frightened to death or was wrongfully accused, but it was very fresh.

It blocked the other party's way to Huangquan and opened its big mouth.

The human soul was attracted by the aura of the Netherworld Divine Kingdom, and suddenly changed its direction and fell into a trap.

The long scarlet tongue deep in the big head licked his lips, still wanting more.

Cong Yuanhuo was not as carefree as it was, and rushed towards the undead in a hurry.

The undead are filled with resentment, and resentment can fuel the flames of Cong Yuanhuo.

Squeak!

Sizzle!

The undead didn't understand why his former travelers suddenly attacked him. He didn't even take precautions and fell into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

"You disgusting oil thief!"

"Master Tamamo-mae, I will never let you go!"

When it was reduced to ashes, the undead cursed. However, as its resentment burned, it also showed a look of relief.

"Today is different from the past! Tamamo-mae-sama, don't care about this anymore!"

Cong Yuanhuo explained kindly.

When it turned around, two dark shadows suddenly flew in front of its eyes.

"Let's deal with these little things!"

It turns out that it was thrown here by a ghost.

Naruya, who screams strangely, has a droopy tongue with some unknown hairs on it, and is covered in dirt; and a perverted monster who likes to spy on people going to the toilet.

Behind the perverted monster is a rather beautiful woman.

"What's going on? Doesn't it like pretty faces?"

Cong Yuanhuo murmured and spat at several people.

Naruya likes to hide under wooden floors. When people walk by at night, it will make a "crunching" sound to scare people.

Facing the flames of Cong Yuanhuo, it can be said that he was born to be defeated.

A mouthful of spit created a pit of fire, and Naruya was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if an eyesore dies!"

The three people on the opposite side didn't care at all about Naruya's death.

Taking advantage of the moment when Nakahara Huo was sucking Naruya, Kuchan stuck out his dirty and slippery tongue.

Kuchi has been licking the dirt in the bathhouse all year round, and there is a lot of moisture. The fire spitting out from Cong Yuanhuo can do nothing for a while.

The disgusting tongue turned into a long whip, covered with a thick layer of dirt, and with the burning of the flames, Cong Yuanhuo was wrapped in several circles.

"Haha, come on! As long as it is dull for a while, it will be a dead head!"

The wretched toilet god was shouting and cheering from the sidelines, but Guchang had a hard time talking about it.

Its strength was originally on par with Cong Yuanhuo, but it was only through the temporary conflict of attributes that it temporarily blocked the opponent.

The heart-wrenching burning and pain eroded its sanity all the time.

Since Cong Yuanhuo followed the leader, he hunted some ghosts, and his strength improved a lot without knowing it, and he widened the gap between him and the Kuochang in front of him.

At this time, he was trapped by the long tongue, so he did not panic, but prepared his own magical power.

After a while, the long tongue turned into tongues of fire and burned fiercely.

"Woooooo~"

After suffering this torture, he was so painful that he rolled on the ground and did not dare to bite off his tongue.

The tongue is its lifeblood.

"Oh! It's hopeless, it's hopeless!"

The wretched toilet god said sarcastic words, but didn't even have the intention to come forward to help. He just watched Kuuchang being liberated from pain in the blazing fire.

"Now, you two are the only ones left!"

Cong Yuanhuo came out of his trap and was full of energy.

The fire in its eyes was strong, and it stared directly at the man and woman in front of it.

The Futokunu girl smiled, but Yingying stepped forward but turned her back.

She pushed her long hair aside, revealing a strange mouth on her neck.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

The strange mouth opened and closed, and he challenged Cong Yuanhuo.

Quick victory!

Cong Yuanhuo opened his mouth wide and spit out a pillar of fire, which went straight towards the monster's mouth.

The strange mouth smiled "hehe", opened its mouth similarly, and sucked wildly at the pillar of fire.

The flames entered her belly, causing Futakuchi to tremble all over.

She hurriedly untied her belt and squatted down to go to the toilet without caring about her face.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The wretched toilet god understood what he was doing, and immediately huddled up in a ball, looking openly and openly.

While the two perverts were enjoying this pleasure, their divine power was also growing rapidly. With their cooperation, they eliminated the flames of Cong Yuanhuo invisible.

"What a couple!"

Cong Yuanhuo was furious, he couldn't stand this kind of thing.

"Come and hit me, come and hit me!"

The two-mouthed girl has no shame, and the weird mouth on her neck is even meaner.

"No wonder I don't even bother to pay attention to you. It's really annoying!"

Cong Yuanhuo retorted, and then spat hard at Erkou Nu to show his disdain.

The strange mouth followed the gourd's pattern, sucked hard again, and sucked the saliva into his mouth.

"Not bad, not bad, tastes great..."

"Ugh! My stomach hurts so much!"

Gulu gulu!

Futakuchi's stomach made a rumble, and she was about to have a diarrhea.

"No, it's coming, it's coming..."

"Quick, baby, I'm waiting!"

When the toilet god heard these noises, he was even more excited. He couldn't help but put his face under Futakuchi's body to witness this spectacular scene up close.

Hoo ho ho!

Like a volcano erupting, a bright red pillar of fire burst out from under Futakuchi's body, igniting the toilet god.

"Ahhhh, it hurts so much!"

"Ah, I can't do it either!"

In the blink of an eye, the two perverts were completely swallowed up by the flames.

"Hmph! Are you able to tolerate my Lord's oil?"

I think back then, Cong Yuanhuo was a monk practicing in a temple.

He was greedy for a moment and stole the Buddha's oil. Then he suffered the Buddha's wrath and was burned to death by the oil, leaving only a flaming head.

The spittle he just spat at Futakuchi was actually stolen kerosene.

The Buddha's anger naturally burned these two filthy objects to death.

After solving these ghosts, Cong Yuanhuo's flames shot up three feet high, and his magical power increased greatly.

As for the hair ghost, as soon as it started to move, it encountered a few things that made it sick, so it had to curl and toss them with its black hair and throw them to its companions, so that it could find other prey on its own.

"Pretty sister, pretty sister..."

Under the black hair, many faces hidden together whispered and called.

"Are you calling me?"

The prostitute Mao turned her head with anticipation on her face.

"Hmph! Look at that weird look on your face, you're obviously calling me!"

The Choushi daughter also turned her head when she heard the sound, and did not forget to mock the prostitute Mao.

Don't tell me, in comparison, the prostitute Mao does look like a ghost.

The target appears, and the black hair is entangled towards the ugly girl like a chain. He is trying to steal the opponent's pretty face.
Chapter completed!