The big head and the black shadow confronted each other.

Honglian moved her pace and planned to escape between the two black groups. She could hear something around her roaring, and the black shadow behind Honglian was blocked. In a blur, the dark head, slowly opened a pair of blood-red eyes.

Honglian cried out in secretly, and the moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and quickly rolled to the right back. At the same time, a black cylinder suddenly appeared where Honglian was standing. If Honglian had not avoided it in time, it would have been tied into flesh paste.

"Ah--" The other party roared to the sky, and with the roar of the surrounding souls soared into the sky, the black clouds in the sky were washed away a little, revealing the originally dark sky.

Under the hazy light of the gray sky, it was only then that the tall black shadow was actually wearing silver-gray gilded armor. His whole body was filled with the smell of fighting and killing. There was a long halberd standing where the red lotus was, holding it in his hand. If it was paired with an unparalleled war horse, it would be even more cool.

The general's eyes were red and his face was full of coldness. From the beginning of his appearance, the air around him was air conditioned and the temperature dropped sharply. Qin Mu only felt a chill all over his body, but he also felt a trembling feeling. There were countless unjust souls around him, and he was not ordinary unjust souls.

These unjust souls were very contradictory. When they looked at the general, they showed fear and fear, and a little hatred. But when the general appeared, these unjust souls shouted to help him. The picture could not be looked directly at, which made Qin Mu extremely afraid of him.

But no matter how afraid he was, he had to bite the bullet. Honglian was still nearby. Qin Mu stepped forward in fear, and his blackness made him unable to see the location of Honglian at all.

"You're crazy!" The monk blocked his face like a city wall: "Do you rush forward and look for death?"

"But Honglian is still there!" Qin Mu did not notice. His voice was trembling when he spoke. This was the first time he would feel scared at a wronged soul.

He had seen the Ghost King and even the King of Hell in the Underworld, but he didn't feel that way.

The person on the opposite side had countless unjust souls around him, wearing gilded armor and black all over, which made him feel like he was trembling. Who would tell him what monster he summoned?

Qin Mu thought about almost all the legendary gods in his memory, but he didn't expect that when anyone came, he would bring countless unjust souls. After thinking for a long time, there was no result.

This guy's outfit is somewhat similar to Zhao Zilong and Guan Yunchang in the Three Kingdoms period, but he is not sure that he is a person from that era. Even if he is not, he will have a certain age with his equipment. Such a ghost is not called a ghost, and it is not an exaggeration to call it ghost.

Why is Chonghua so lucky? He attracted a lazy Zhu Bajie, but Qin Mu was so sad. I'm afraid he couldn't control what he got.

As soon as this thought came out of Qin Mu's head, Qin Mu felt that it was over.

Because the black shadow almost glanced at the side in a posture of looking down on the world, and then asked, "Who calls me?"

Qin Mu gradually walked out of the crowd. At this time, Honglian had tried her best to lean back and walked back to the intersection of Hua Street. If Honglian had been puzzled before, the black shadow in front of her jumped out of the mountain valley, then when she heard the black shadow asking, she knew the source.

"Qin Mu!" Honglian said this sentence almost gritted her teeth, and couldn't help but touch her forehead secretly. The kid was too brave. There was something wrong with the witch song Qi Ling's long-term inheritance.

Witch songs are essential items for Wu Zhu to summon, sacrifice, and war. Whether in the past or present, all witch songs exist in a word of mouth. The most effective witch songs themselves are actually the ancient gods, not the tone. Therefore, when chanting witch songs in later generations, their grasp of tones is less rigorous.

But there is an absolute exception to the song, which also leads to some problems during its long history.

That is Qi Ling.

Qi Ling is an existence that summons gods and communicates with gods. When people were still in the era when people were still in the slash-and-burn farming, Qi Ling, as a special existence, gave the greatest help to Wu Zhu and his people. However, later Qi Ling had a problem of inheritance, and one or two of Wu Zhu fell into darkness, which led to the gods summoned by Qi Ling no longer being the simple and kind-hearted ones and everything can be summoned now.

In other words, if Qin Mu's luck is memorized a little more, even the demons can summon it.

At that time, there will be some viewings for the two demons on the road.

Didn’t Chonghua say this when he taught Qin Mu’s witch song? This kid uses it as soon as he says. No wonder he just heard Qin Mu sing the witch song for a long time, but there was no reaction here. This is the reason.

Honglian held his forehead and felt a headache because the gods summoned by Qi Ling were similar to those of the pen fairy. If they could not meet the other party’s requirements, they would not leave.

The dress of the general in front of him does not seem to be a good person. If he angers him or fails to satisfy the other party, then the consequences can be imagined.

"It's...I..." Just when Hong Lian was having a headache, Qin Mu could only hear the guy tremblingly say, then escaped from the crowd and stood in front of the crowd.

Honglian was suddenly shocked. Why did he let him stand alone in front of the crowd? Why didn't the monk stop him? Looking back at the crowd, he found that the monk fell to the ground with his back and fell asleep, frowned, and he didn't care about his image at all. After careful look, it was not difficult to find that the big bag on this guy's head was a sneak attack.

mess.

Honglian cursed inwardly and moved towards Qin Mu quietly. She stood aside from a very tricky angle. Others couldn't understand it. Only Honglian herself knew that this position would help her take action as soon as possible and protect Qin Mu.

"Junior! What's the matter with me?" As the black shadow spoke, a few thunders blew up in the dark sky, and Qin Mu's ears buzzed.

"Uh..." Qin Mu actually wanted to say, it's okay, hurry up and go back. But can he say it? He tried hard to summon the other party, but he invited the other party back without even giving up. Such a thing would be fine if a god who knew or was familiar with, but the person in front of him...

Looking at the other party's cold face, Qin Mu hesitated for a long time and had not said it.

With a "boom", the long halberd slammed hard on the ground and sank into the ground, cracking the asphalt road on the national highway into pieces. Qin Mu swallowed, don't blame him for being cowardly, at this time he felt like he wanted to escape.

"Hmm?" The general raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised. His dark gray hand picked up something from the ground and said, "Is it for this?"

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Chapter completed!