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Chapter 894: The King of Heaven Confers the Head, Dark Art of War

Amid a commotion, two ghost figures separated from the parade, floating separately to watch the ghosts, hovering in front of the white waves.

They were two old men with tongues sticking out, their eyes turned upward and white, their faces were pale, their limbs were drooping, but a rope was wrapped around their necks, and they were floating toward the sky against gravity, swaying as their bodies moved.

When these two hanged ghosts stopped in front of Lang, he finally had a 'sense of crisis'. And it was stimulated after he lost the [Seeing, Hearing and Sex Demon Species] and his perception mechanism dropped significantly.

This showed that the two hanged men in front of him had the strength to threaten his safety. Lang's mentality also adjusted accordingly, and he completed a set of settings in his mind for himself to deal with them.

"What are you making such a fuss about here? Who threw that head into the queue just now? Don't you know that tonight is the Bon Festival and you are not allowed to break the rules?"

After some questioning, the surrounding miscellaneous fishes fell silent. The eyes of the two hanged ghosts were also locked on Bai Lang, a mortal.

Although he has an evil appearance and a strong body that stands out from the crowd. He is full of evil aura, and even wearing Taoist robes, he looks more like a butcher. But he has no magic power in his body. In the eyes of ghosts and monsters, he is definitely not an ordinary person invited to celebrate the festival.

The evil cultivator, coupled with his strong vitality, is particularly attractive to ghosts.

Fortunately, a little non-human Fufu was made on his shoulder, with weird power (magic) flowing in his body. He was also wearing the same style of "father and daughter clothes", so he didn't treat him as an ordinary person. Instead, he speculated whether it was this

The mount of the little devil (Fufu)?

Among them, the hanged man suddenly spoke, flicking his tongue, and looked at Xiao Fufu: "Do you have a token?"

After learning that this was a festival site, Bai Lang was quick-thinking and responded accordingly: "No."

The eyeballs of the other hanged man trembled. He was still hanging with his neck raised high, but his pupils turned, focused downward, and stared at him. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't have a token, you are not a guest. If you are not a guest, you are not a guest.

Food! You came to disturb the procession uninvited, quickly follow me into the procession and become a flesh man so that you can wash away your sins."

The surrounding eaters were ignited with passion by these words, their eyes were filled with greed, and they glanced back and forth at Bailang and his daughter, as if they were choosing dishes at a buffet.

"Wait a minute! I came here because of my reputation. Although I didn't get a token, I prepared a generous gift. It can't be compared to those meat people!" Bai Lang shook his head and retorted.

"A generous gift? What is it? Yourself? Or this on your shoulder?"

When she heard that she was about to be eaten, Sulf pouted her mouth and showed an angry expression, which had neither a deterrent effect nor a cute effect. Only a few female ghosts were tempted and wanted to take her away and kill her again.

Fall out, become a little devil, hold him in your arms and become your daughter.

Bailang shook his head and started to talk boldly: "No, Taoist Xiayu, after much research, I learned that there is a grand meeting here tonight, so I prepared gifts early and stayed in the deserted village. I wanted to make a deal with you and seek a fairy fate."

After all his abilities were banned by the 'cafeteria', he was theoretically an ordinary person with extraordinary talents. However, he was exposed by these monsters many times and had no magic power. If he wanted to pretend to be a member of the same religion, he could only set himself up to seek immortality.

, a crazy person who doesn’t hesitate to associate with monsters.

When the Hanged Ghost saw Bai Lang talking without fear and revealing that he had the capital to do business, he immediately changed his mind and was not in a hurry to do anything: "You are a fake Taoist priest who came to my ghost market to ask questions from the immortals?"

"Ahem, I am not a Taoist priest. I am actually a temple priest and know some methods of sacrifice. I once received the guidance of the Dragon King and ate a kind of immortal meat to build the foundation of this body. But I am only physically strong and have no cultivation of immortal methods.

I can't practice my magic power, and I can't see it for a long time, but I am filled with envy in my heart. So I traveled around, seeking immortality, and entered your precious land."

At the same time as he spoke, he secretly contacted Jidu and added a few evil spirit auras (one-cent special effects) belonging to the [Inspiration King] to himself. The Noble Phantasm [Rabbit's Army] was blocked, and he lost the support of 'offerings'.

Without the support of the [Demon God Pillar], the [Inspiration King] would naturally not exist.

But Jidu, as the main god, can simulate the breath of his own eight evil spirits. The reason why he chose the banned [Inspiration King] instead of the other five online evil spirits. And Bailang currently controls the 'Xianyu King' and 'Moyu Weng'

, related to the "fish forging technique".

He possesses the "Yu Zi Generation" magic, so he is naturally the Dragon King Temple Zhu. At this time, it is reasonable to have a bit of the [Inspiration King] aura.

It's also a good way to show that I have a backer and background. Although I'm not a practitioner, I'm not an ordinary person either, so as to dispel some unrealistic thoughts of ghosts and ghosts.

The hanged ghost came from the evil spirit aura of the [Inspiration King], so Jiejie smiled and said: "Now that the Dragon King has given you guidance, you still lack a method? You asked the immortal, if you don't go to the famous mountains and rivers, why are you here? You are not alive.

Zi Zi, want to be like us?"

The other ghosts also chuckled after hearing this: "Brother, do you want to be a ghost too?"

Bai Lang smiled awkwardly: "My Dragon King is different. He has no imperial title and is just a miscellaneous priest. He only appears at the Dragon Boat Festival every year. He sleeps hard on weekdays. He rarely responds and no one practices his skills."

"It turns out to be a prostitute." Another voice came out from the "crowd", somewhat recognizing the identity of Bailang's unconventional prostitute.

On weekdays, I pretended to be gods and ghosts to deceive ordinary people. I was lucky enough to come into contact with a certain evil spirit, and I even got some benefits from wishful worship. I had no real ability, but I was ambitious and couldn't help but come to the ghost market to look for opportunities.

Of course, the Dragon King is not a real Dragon King, and he cannot go to famous mountains and rivers to die. He can only come to this place where monsters and monsters gather. As for how to find this place? It probably has something to do with the little demon on his shoulder. And the gift he vowed to prepare must be a real one.

talk.

The hanged ghost asked about his origins and wondered about the backer behind Bai Lang: "I wonder who your 'Dragon King' is? Does it have a title? Where is the fairyland?"

If he was really a Dragon King, his attitude towards Bailang would have to change again.

"Ahem, Lotus Pond Inspiration Dragon King." Lang said with a face of shame. It's a pity that [Raleye Seafood City] has been blocked, otherwise the existence of this precious phantom would be able to fabricate an existing lotus in this world

pool'.

Nowadays, the 'Lotus Pond' has no reputation among ghosts. It is neither Dachuan Daze nor even a lake, and I have never heard of it. The gold content can be imagined. It is probably just a ditch or a small pond?

That so-called 'Dragon King' is also a false name, which can be gleaned from his title of 'Carp Taoist'. What's the point of sacrificing a fish demon? I can't learn the skills, and I'm contaminated with evil spirits. I don't dare to worship at the main gate of the temple.

, I can only come to this kind of place, there is nothing wrong with it.

The hanged man breathed a sigh of relief and his worries dissipated. Under the unknowing influence of [Evil Man's Charm], he gradually felt that he was a bit brave to be able to face himself head-on without fear, but to argue with reason.

Bailang's sense of perception began to change, and he became different from ordinary mortals who were just like food. At the same time, there was a 'giant gift', so he no longer had the idea of ​​​​doing it directly.

The surrounding monsters and monsters also became more and more appetizing as they listened. Thinking of the scene where he kicked his head off before, they all nodded in agreement. This is what a mortal can do? Gradually, they no longer regarded him as a flesh man, but became qualified to sit and discuss.

The man in the devil's path.

The two hanged men looked at each other and said, "Okay, I'll count you over for the time being. Hand over the gift."

The other hanged ghost also spoke up: "If your generous gift catches my eye, I will give you a token of honor and forget about it. But if you are deceiving and teasing us..."

"I'm absolutely not lying! I will satisfy both of you. If I make a mistake, I will just be eaten by you as food. But what if there is a better choice than me that can increase my mana?" Bai Lang patted his chest and promised,

"I have brought the things here a long time ago and they are stored in the house where I stayed when I arrived. Please wait a moment and I will come back as soon as I go."

After saying that, Bai Lang took Fu Fu's hand and ran back. Behind him, a large group of fox heads, jackals, starving ghosts, drowned ghosts, and skeleton spirits all followed him. They were afraid that he would run away, and they looked like they were looking for a funeral.

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Back in front of the adobe house, Bai Lang said: "Everyone, wait a moment." He pushed the door open and entered, then slammed the wooden door shut.

At this time, a monster said "Ah": "I remembered, I did see this man knocking on the door during the day, but when he saw that there was no living person in the village, he moved in."

As Bailang's 'new identity' gradually integrated into the world, the results of his appearance in the 'adobe house' were also reasonably completed, and 'eyewitnesses' appeared. At the same time, the late old ghost's statement was overturned.

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Bai Lang's behavior changed from proactive provocation and disrupting the order of the parade to self-defense. Coupled with the positive effect of [Evil Man Charm], it affected the senses of these ghosts and successfully integrated into the dark camp family.



Inside the house, Bai Lang breathed a sigh of relief, took Fufu down again, and placed it on the wooden table, feeling extremely emotional. Just before going out, he had imagined what kind of world this mission would be like? He was full of beautiful expectations.

As a result, after returning here for less than half an hour, he no longer had any expectations for this world, and any interest he had was completely wiped out by the group of ugly monsters and appetizing ghosts.

"Don't be sad!" Xiao Fufu stepped on the table, stretched out her hand to touch the wave, and said comfortingly.

"Invincible Fufu, help dad summon the Four Heavenly Kings quickly. I want two...no, three!"

When he made a request to the 'Wangdefu Wishing Machine', he was extremely grateful that he had used his endless anti-air output to successfully convince the 'Canteen' to help Fufu unlock the [Summoning Technique of the Four Heavenly Kings].

Otherwise, why should he prepare generous gifts? He doesn't even have [L'lye], so he can't make the 'Gift Crab' at all. Except for a batch of dried salted fish, there is no other good trading item.

Without a gift, I might have to fight my way out of the ghost market tonight with my strength, but I won't get any benefits. With this generous gift, I can penetrate into the enemy's interior, and even exchange information and techniques with the remaining 'Four Heavenly Kings'.

Even get the 'dark delicious value'.

Because in his hand, he has a 'Sinking Demon Food Supplement Formula' that has not been used for many years. This is a formula developed by Sister Yuan based on the properties of the 'Sinking Demon' ingredients. It can perfectly cook the Sinking Demon and stimulate its potential medicinal properties and use value.

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From another perspective, it is a treasure of heaven and earth, and the accompanying elixir recipe, and he happens to have successfully cooked many times and has rich experience.

After a long period of development and training by Fufu, the 'Four Heavenly Kings' have reached the full level of this [ability]. The quality of each one far exceeds the original Sinking Demon of the year, and has already reached the limit of what the 'race value' can carry.

It may even overflow and cannot go any higher.

The pure bloodline of hell monsters, the magic circuit (carp circuit) throughout the body, the high-energy flesh and blood and iron bones strengthened and transformed by the 'fish vein bloodline', the dual magic attributes of 'water and fire', and the unique 'Sharingan Demonic Eye'

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If he had already passed the stage where he could continue to increase his strength simply by taking food supplements, otherwise he would still insist on eating Yimo. Although the Four Heavenly Kings are more delicious, the week-long cooling period is not as valuable as being Fufu's bodyguard.

.After all, he also has better-tasting rabbits and endless evil seafood!

Bailang felt that in the eyes of monsters and monsters, this food was definitely more delicious than his own! He was just a mortal with strong blood, but the Four Heavenly Kings were the supreme 'dark hell food' from another world! The Carp Circuit Sharingan Demonic Eye Dual

Blessings, not to mention using it for luxury food, even using it to sacrifice magic weapons, or even cultivating it into zombies, there is no problem.

Lang could even guarantee that any one of the Four Heavenly Kings would be able to kill a swarm of demons and monsters if released, which would be more powerful than more than 70% of the audience outside the door. But he did not choose to release them to fight a bloody path, because the dead Four Heavenly Kings are more powerful than the living ones.

More valuable.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? Now let me suffer for the Four Heavenly Kings, and let me bear the blame!" He, Bai Lang, will use his body to feed the demons tonight and infiltrate the enemy. In the last mission, he used 'Young Master'

To win the trust of the world government by offering one's head, this time the old trick is repeated and the glory is recreated with the 'Heavenly King's Head Offering'.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Just when Lang was silently praising his wit, little Fufu also followed her father's arrangement and waved her hand to summon the three Four Heavenly Kings.

The Four Heavenly Kings, who had been recalled just after their appearance, once again appeared in the small room in confusion. Looking around in confusion, they found that two brothers were missing. However, they still obediently surrounded the little Fufu, posing as if they were loyal and protective.

The Lord’s flattering look.

Bai Lang stepped forward, and the Four Heavenly Kings instinctively retreated. Firstly, it was out of fear of the 'big master'. They were Sulf's 'innate abilities', and Sulf was Lang's 'familiar'.

Although he is under the direct control of Lang, he is naturally obedient and cannot actively harm him.

But more importantly, it is the fear of predators that is engraved into the DNA. The fallen demons who have died tragically under the clutches of Bai Lang for generations, although they cannot inherit their memories, they still instill a certain kind of 'fear' in their 'resets' time after time.

It is imprinted in the collective unconscious of the race and becomes instinctive.

Click!

With the blessing of [Evil Man Charm], the Four Heavenly Kings fell into a state of freeze when facing Bailang, like a frightened silly roe deer. When he grabbed his neck and lifted him up, he did not dare to resist, but showed a cunning and flattering smile.

Click!

Bailang exerted force with his left and right hands at the same time, and with the crisp and sweet sound of bones breaking, he broke the Sinking Demon's neck with brute force. Then the other party's eyes widened, and he looked at him with fear and confusion, asking what did I do wrong? Why?

Do you want to do this to me? I will definitely correct it!

"Um?"

Bailang's awkward direction indicated that his cervical vertebra was broken. He was not short-lived, nor dead. Instead, he expressed sincere repentance. He tried hard to show his sincerity of repentance with his eyes, expecting Bailang to point out the mistakes he had made and give him a chance to atone for his sins.

Click, click, click!

His hands were broken in succession, and then the heart, temple, and other vital parts were severely hit. However, the little red skin in his hand was only dying, and the begging for mercy in his eyes became stronger. Fortunately, the fallen demon looked ferocious and ugly, and he was not merciless in killing.

It's a pity that he can't kill them with just his basic attributes. The Fish Vein Warlock gives them tenacious vitality and defense comparable to the 'Carp King', but his own [Strength] has not reached the second-level limit of 19.9, which makes him in other situations

The two fallen demons watched in awe, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Fufu."

Whoosh!

How could kissing his daughter embarrass his father? Bai Lang didn't need to give an order, he immediately flicked the small arrow, killed two witnesses in an instant, and successfully silenced them. The two summoning quotas were put into a cooling state for a week.

In this way, no one would see the embarrassed side of her father. Little Fufu praised her wit and looked at her father expectantly, waiting for him to kill the third Sinking Demon.

Bailang was relieved, and he raised the half-dead 'client' in his hand, and awkwardly and elegantly shook it towards Fufu: "There is also this."

Whoosh!

Triple Kill!


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