"You bastard bastard, I don't care whether you are a right-hand or a left-hand messenger, just go away or you will be burned together." The purple gold gourd was suspended above the little monkey's head, and the purple flames were spitting out like a real dragon with funds.
Ghost King Zuo Shi ignored the monkey and looked at Zhuge Buliang: "May I ask what your surname is?"
"Tch, what qualifications do you have to ask his name and call your boss?" The little ginseng fruit jumped on Zhuge Buliang's shoulder, pointed at the ghost king Zuo Shi and shouted.
The expression on the Ghost King's right envoy's face changed slightly, but he said no more and stood behind the Ghost King's left envoy.
"Boom!"[
At this moment, in the golden light zone, the shocking thunder sounded again, and the earth trembled, making everyone unsteady.
"Look, the golden light has disappeared!" A ghost cultivator shouted in surprise.
The golden light that shrouded hundreds of miles around was gradually disappearing at this moment, becoming increasingly fainter.
"Whoosh!" A stream of golden light flew out from the golden light zone, circled in the sky and punched, then flew away into the distance in the blink of an eye and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.
"Oh my god, is it true that a big shot broke through?"
Some people are frightened.
Many ghost cultivators cast their sights on Zhuge Buliang and the others, because they were the only ones who came out of this golden light safely. In other words, only Zhuge Buliang and the others knew what happened.
Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly and shouted: "Monkey, come down."
The little monkey scratched his head, showing a look of reluctance, put away the purple gourd, somersaulted down, and stood on Zhuge Buliang's shoulders.
Zhuge Buliang glanced at the Ghost King's left envoy and the Ghost King's right envoy, and then his eyes fell on the ghost cultivators in the distance who were wearing black robes and carrying sickles on their backs. The latter were immediately startled, and many of them pulled out the sickles behind their backs.
Zhuge Buliang sneered, a purple curse mark appeared between his eyebrows, and disappeared with Fei'er, Monkey, Little Ginseng Fruit and Wang Bawen.
"Disappeared!" All the ghost cultivators exclaimed, even the Ghost King's left envoy and the Ghost King's right envoy were shocked. It would be impossible for ordinary people to disappear without any trace and without any signs.
"Is he really a master who came out of purgatory?" Ghost King Zuo Shi guessed.
The golden light covering a hundred miles in radius slowly disappeared. In less than half an hour, the golden light had disappeared. Many people began to pretend to be brave and approach inside. The Ghost King Left Envoy and the Ghost King Right Envoy took the lead and flew in. Then,
The ghost cultivators wearing black robes and carrying scythes also flew in.
One day later, the huge sinkhole was discovered, as if it had been struck by the thunder of the doomsday god.
News that a big shot broke out of the Eighteenth Level of Hell spread quickly. At the same time, another piece of news spread widely. That was a stranger who walked out of Purgatory, but he also knew how to use the "devour" technique.
Three days later, Zhuge Buliang and the others appeared on the plain again, with many ghost cultivators wandering around the huge sinkhole.
In the past few days, some people have jumped down to explore, but found nothing.
"It seems there is nothing to stay here." Zhuge Buliang said.[
Little Ginseng Fruit said: "Wow, after the Ghost King's envoys return, they will definitely report our affairs to the Ghost King. I don't know what methods the Ghost King will take against us."
"You want to use a figure like the Ghost King to make friends with the Beautiful Queen." Zhuge Buliang looked at the little ginseng fruit.
The monkey laughed and said: "I'm not serious, I must want to see if Queen Yan is pretty. It is impossible for such a strong woman to look as beautiful as Sister Fei'er."
Hearing the little monkey's praise, Phil chuckled and touched the little monkey's head.
Zhuge Buliang rolled his eyes. This monkey has not learned many other skills since he was able to speak human words. His smooth tongue is worthy of admiration.
Little Ginseng Fruit shook his head and said, "I think Queen Yan may be an acquaintance of her."
"But a big shot like the Ghost King may not take us seriously at all," Feier said.
Zhuge Buliang's brows were locked together tightly. What Fei'er said was unreasonable and said: "Okay, since he doesn't take us into consideration, let's do something to make him take it into consideration."
Having said this, Zhuge Buliang suddenly revealed a sinister smile.
"Bastard!"
"My name is Wang Bawen." Wang Bawen said with a bitter face. Ever since he followed Zhuge Buliang, he was destined to have this nickname on him for the rest of his life.
Zhuge Buliang said: "We have to deal with some things. Your cultivation is too poor to bring you with you."
"Oh." Wang Bawen nodded a little disappointed.
Zhuge Buliang continued: "Now that Zhou Bin and the others are all gone, you can take over your tribe when you return."
"Me?" Wang Bawen was taken aback and said, "No way, I'm afraid many people won't accept me as the leader."
Zhuge Buliang shook his head and said: "We are here, what are you afraid of? If he doesn't obey, we will beat him until he obeys."
"Yes, if you are stubborn, we will kill him, quack, quack, quack!" the little monkey laughed.
Zhuge Buliang said: "You refined so many red fruits last time, and your cultivation level has been greatly improved compared to now. As long as you dare to do it, we will support you. Not only your tribe, but also the surrounding areas
We will also help you get the other major forces."
"This" Wang Bawen lowered his head and pondered.
"What? You don't have the courage?" Zhuge Buliang snorted: "How can you do it with your little courage? If you want to do great things, you have to be free and easy. Only by putting your own life and death aside can you succeed."
"That's true, but it must be based on the appraisal of strength." Wang Bawen thought dullly in his heart.
"Don't worry, we are here. If he doesn't obey you, we will kill him. I will let the monkey stay with you for a while. With his strength, I believe he can help you wipe out several other small forces." Zhuge Buliang said.
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Wang Bawen thought for a moment, then nodded firmly and said, "Okay! I promise you, then go ahead and do it!"
"Why do you say it as if we owe you something?" Ginseng Fruit rolled his eyes angrily.
Two days later, they returned to the town where Wang Bawen's forces were located. When they went to discuss the Golden Light Zone, they only took away a small number of ghost cultivators, and most of them stayed in the town to watch.
Home.
As soon as they entered the town, many ghost cultivators rushed up. One of them said: "Wang Bawen, why are you back alone? Where are the boss and the others?"
Wang Bawen took a deep breath and said: "The boss and several leaders of other forces have died in the mysterious golden light. I believe you have also heard the rumors that there are big figures breaking through the seal in the golden light zone."
As soon as he said this, all the ghost cultivators were stunned. When they heard the rumors before, they had already prepared for the worst, but after hearing it with their own ears, they were still surprised.
"Then why are you okay?" someone shouted.
Wang Bawen turned to look at Zhuge Buliang and said, "I was saved by this person at a critical moment."
"Here" the ghost cultivator looked at Zhuge Buliang and said, "You can save Wang Bawen, why can't you just kill the boss and the others?"
This person's tone made Zhuge Buliang feel disgusted. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I familiar with him? Why should I save him? If he dies, he will die. Once and for all!"
"You" the ghost cultivator's face changed, and he was speechless.
"Who are you! How dare you talk to us like this!" The little ginseng fruit stood on Zhuge Buliang's shoulders and shouted loudly. He swept the small tree in his hand and knocked the ghost cultivator over.
As soon as he made a move, dozens of ghost cultivators gathered around him.
"Do you want your soul to fly away and your spirit to be destroyed?" Zhuge Buliang's dead eyes scanned the ghost cultivators around him.
Suddenly, all the ghost cultivators felt their souls tremble.
Zhuge Buliang said: "Now your leader is dead. As the saying goes, a family cannot be ruled in one day, and a country cannot be ruled in one day. Well, now Wang Bawen is taking over this town and becoming your new leader."
"What!"
"Impossible!" "He wants to be the leader even though he is!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked surprised and dumbfounded.
"Why, why should he be the leader?" A ghost cultivator immediately said angrily.
Wang Bawen glanced at Zhuge Buliang with a wry smile, as if he had expected such a scene.
"What? Do you think he is not qualified?" Zhuge Buliang glanced at everyone.
A ghost cultivator said: "Even if you have to choose a leader, you must have a strong person to take charge of the overall situation. What does this Wang Bawen rely on?"
"Just because he is my apprentice now." Zhuge Buliang's dead eyes suddenly turned, and a cold breath filled the air: "Do you think he is qualified now?"
All the ghost cultivators were startled and looked at Wang Bawen in surprise. Wang Bawen also raised his chest in cooperation and said: "I have now become the disciple of Boss Zhuge. Am I qualified to inherit the leadership now?"
"This" some ghost cultivators muttered. After all, they all knew that Zhuge Buliang came out of purgatory. With the support of this behemoth, Wang Bawen naturally had the right to speak.
A ghost cultivator said with an unkind expression: "Sir, this is our own business. You are not a ghost of our tribe. You don't seem to have the right to interfere."
When he said this, other ghost cultivators also nodded.
"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang looked at him.
"I am the deputy leader here." The man raised his head arrogantly and said, "This is our own business. Although you are Wang Bawen's master, you cannot interfere."
"Really?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhuge Buliang's mouth, and a purple vortex suddenly appeared above his head, swallowing up the ghost cultivator who claimed to be the deputy leader.
The leader didn't even scream, his soul body and original soul were shattered into pieces and swallowed up by the purple vortex.
"you"
The surrounding ghost cultivators were shocked. They did not expect that Zhuge Buliang would suddenly take action. Many people had already shown their weapons, pointing at Zhuge Buliang and the others.
"Wang Bawen, you actually brought them to cause trouble, you!!!" shouted a ghost cultivator.
But before he spoke, the purple vortex enveloped him and swallowed him up.
Zhuge Buliang sneered: "Don't reason with me, I hate being reasoned with!"