my weird life.

Chapter 590 Blood Altar (12)

Click!

The majesty of the sky is brilliant!

The thunder dragged across the distant sky in an instant, parted the sky, and rushed towards Liangzhuang in an instant!

The moment Chilong Daoist waved his hand to attract thunder, Liang Zhuang felt an undeniably strong sense of crisis. From his four sleeves, two hungry and cunning hands stretched out, and a pair of pale arms spread out with bloody mouths.
The two arms covered with bloody mouths are swinging back and forth, constantly expanding and elongating,

Wrapped around Liang Zhuang's head like two pale cloth belts, the bloody mouth on the pale arm suddenly opened, swallowing Liang Zhuang's head, neck, upper body, and lower body completely!

After swallowing Liang Zhuang's body,
Hungry Shagui's arms stretched out - its arms were actually connected to a skinny humanoid body. At this time, the abdomen of the humanoid protruded from Liang Zhuang's figure - Liangzhuang himself hid in Hungry Shagui's belly inside!

As long as the protruding figure on Hungry Shagui's belly hasn't disappeared, Liang Zhuang still has a chance to escape from Hungry Shagui's belly.
Once the protruding figure on Hungry Shagui's belly also disappeared, it meant that Liang Zhuang's body had been completely devoured and digested by Hungry Shagui, and there was no chance to escape from Hungry Shagui's stomach!

Swish!
The thunder spread from the sky in an instant, turning into a white sword light, flashing across Hungry Shagui's head in an instant!

Hungry Shagui swallowed Liang Zhuang whole just now, before he had time to digest the 'food' in his stomach, he was decapitated by this sword light, turning into two mutilated Liguis on the spot!

Its head rolled into the gray mist without a trace.

The headless body trembled violently. Liang Zhuang, who had been hiding in its stomach, struggled with all his strength at this time, and a bloody arm stretched out from the headless, hungry, hungry and evil neck, supporting the headless, hungry and evil figure. Gotta change shape!

The five fingers of that arm conjure up various gestures,

As if struggling unwillingly,

It also seems to be sending various signals to the outside world through gesture changes!
Li Gui was cut into two parts, and his original law of killing will also change rapidly in different parts of himself. What Liang Zhuang is facing now is the headless and hungry Sha Gui, whose law of killing is constantly changing and has not yet been fixed!
When hungry and full,
He can also take advantage of Hungry Demon's cunning law of killing to avoid himself and prevent disaster from befalling him.

But now Hungry Shagui was decapitated by Chilong Master Sword, and the law of killing has suddenly changed, and has not yet been fixed-so, even though Liangzhuang is now facing the incomplete Hungry Shagui, whose strength is far inferior to before, but he Not to mention the law of killing the Incomplete and Hungry Demon, but he can no longer use the previous methods to escape from the Incomplete and Hungry Demon's deceitful belly!

The palm that barely protruded from Hungry Shagui's broken neck, after changing gestures a few times, seemed to be shocked by electricity, and suddenly became stiff!

The entire arm quickly lost its blood color, and large patches of corpse spots grew on the surface!
"Zhuanger!"

Liang Xiong saw his son's arm stretched out from Hungry Shagui's neck, stiffened in an instant, covered with corpse spots, how could he not notice something?I yelled on the spot, and all thoughts in my heart were lost!

He looked up at the temporary altar built opposite him,

after the altar,
The bearded Taoist carefully wiped a sword that had fallen on the altar.

——It was that precious sword that cut off Hungry Shagui's neck with one sword, causing this Ligui, who had long been tolerated by his son, to suddenly change the killing pattern, trapping his son in its stomach forever!

"Your Excellency didn't step on the chassis in the local area, so you killed the Kuntian Dao Altar with poisonous hands, and razed the Fuyu Dao Altar and the Jifa Dao Altar—now you want to kill my Tianpan Dao Altar!
You are so insane!
It's crazy!
No one in sight! "

Liang Xiong stared at the bearded Taoist, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance!

His sharp knife-like gaze swept across the faces of Daoist Chilong, the purple-robed young Taoist Su Wu, Zhengyi Xingsheng, and Tong Qingzhu standing quietly beside the altar.

The frightening eyes stayed on Tong Qingzhu's body for a long time,

I already guessed in my heart why I and others were chased by such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, and had no choice but to retreat to this place, which made Zhuang'er trapped to death in the stomach of starvation evil!

It's all this unmarried daughter-in-law!
She really shouldn't have been left here!

"The road is uneven, someone shoveled it.

It's not fair, someone will take care of it. "Renren Chilong looked at Liang Xiong who was surrounded by a group of Wutou masters who were facing a formidable enemy, and grinned, "Aren't you also here to make peace for the Taoist Temple of Heaven?
I can't make things right for others now,

Bringing trouble on my own family, being shoveled down by others—this is the law of heaven!

The law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good.

You kill me, I kill you, it has always been like this. "

Master Chilong shook his head, and the sword fingers of his left hand were raised together.

Those two seemingly ordinary fingers, every time they point at someone, they must make that person's head fall to the ground!
Su Wu noticed Master's small movements and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The road is uneven, someone is shoveling it, the road is uneven, someone is shoveling it..." Liang Xiong murmured, repeating what Master Chilong said, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Master Chilong behind the altar, and said violently, "What a rough road, someone shoveled it!

Now let's see who eradicates whom! "

Click!

Suddenly there was a crisp sound from his sleeve!
The wooden token that he had been pinching in the heart of his right hand was suddenly smashed into pieces by him at this moment!
The token powder and slag fell from between his fingers!
Simultaneously,

The bearded Taoist on the opposite side raised his sword fingers and pointed at Liang Xiong's head: "Fall!"

"Disciple Liang Xiong invites the three altars of Daheijiao Mountain to teach the chief master here, please avenge the disciple—!" Liang Xiong trembled all over, and let out a mournful cry!
The moment he shattered the token and called out,
Strands of black threads like silk ropes and hairs fluttered down from mid-air,

Those black threads gathered on Liang Xiong's body surface, completely enveloping him, as if covering him with a thick black fur coat!

Liang Xiong in the black fur coat was unscathed, his head was not cut off by the Dao Wenyun running through this place, but the Dao Wenyun running through here at that moment did not cut off Liang Xiong's head, but it did not dissipate just like that. Instead, the black fur coat on Liang Xiong's body bounced back and turned around, circling around the necks of the three black-headed masters behind Liang Xiong-the heads of the three black-headed masters fell off their necks in response!

"Turn the calamity on?"

Seeing his sword pointing out, Master Chilong failed to harvest Liang Xiong's head,
Instead, he was attracted by an unknown method, and transferred the death calamity that must have fallen from the top of his head to the three Wutou masters behind him. He immediately became interested, stopped his sword finger first, and did not continue to "point and point", his eyes slightly Squinting, observing Liang Xiong wrapped in a black fur coat.

The sky is especially falling like silk ropes, like hairy black threads,
Those black lines gathered behind Liang Xiong to form a silhouette of a man about two feet tall.

A pair of pitch-black eyes 'grow' out from the face of the humanoid outline, as if the eyes that can swallow all light are staring at the Chilong Master behind the temporary altar, 'it' watched the Chilong Master for several breaths,
Just then he opened his mouth and said: "Your Excellency's annihilation of the three Dao altars of Wumen, the Taoist Temple of Fuyu, and the Dao Temple of Jifa, Heijiao Mountain can let the past go, as long as you are willing to let the Dao Altar of Tianpan go, and withdraw from Fujian from now on. "

"Tianpan Dao Altar is close at hand,
As long as the master and disciples on the altar announce to leave the altar and never get involved in witches and ghosts, I am willing to let them go and give them a way out.

on the contrary,

They are so close to someone, and they are jumping up and down here, showing off their prestige under someone's nose, and someone really can't help but not to point their heads off, destroying their moral lineage—" Master Chilong spoke peacefully to the human figure The pitch-black eyes emerging from the outline said, "As for asking someone to withdraw from Fujian... a certain person traveled thousands of miles from Lushan in Beiyouzhou to this place.

The destination is Lu Mountain in Southern Fujian, where I will meet fellow Taoists of Nanlu.

How could it be possible to leave Fujian?
The scenery here is beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and someone wants to set up a Taoist altar here to spread the Dharma to Fujian. "

The jet-black eyes emerging from the silhouette of the human figure stared straight at Master Chilong.

Clusters of black silk threads filled into the outline of the human figure, intertwined and connected with each other, vaguely hooking the void into the clusters of black silk threads.

Su Wu stared at the black silk threads that kept falling and gathering,

He vaguely recalled that after each rag doll disguised as a 'puppet boy' was torn apart, the dwarf corpses revealed were also entangled with black strings and black caterpillars.

I don't know if the two are related to the black silk thread falling down here?

This kind of silk thread, which looks like hair and rope, seems to be something tangible and qualitative, but it seems to have some kind of strange ability to connect "virtual and real".

Black lines continue to gather in the silhouette of the human figure,

a moment,
A human face emerged from the silhouette of a humanoid staring at two pitch-black eyes.

The weird face looked at Master Chilong with his head tilted, and said: "I am not discussing with you, bargaining, I am telling you the request of Black Horn Mountain.

Since your Excellency is unwilling to comply with the request of Mount Black Horn,

Then stay in Fujian forever.

Don't go anywhere. "

The strange man's face was slightly lowered, his dark eyes looked at the many Wutou masters clustered around him, and he said calmly: "Set up a blood altar."

As soon as its voice fell to the ground,

The expressions of the Wutou masters of the Tianpan Dao Altar who gathered around suddenly changed!
Many disciples and masters in the periphery turned their heads at this moment, and ran away from the black-haired human silhouette. Some people even fled to Chilong Master and Su Wu without hesitation. These people are not afraid of death The masters of the Tianpan Taoist altar ran away in a hurry because of the request of "set up a blood altar" from that weird face!
however,
That weird face seemed to have known for a long time how the people below would react when he said a word!
It quietly watched the people fleeing in all directions,
Wisps of black hair were inhaled by people when they were running away in a hurry, and melted into the pores of their bodies. After that, the hairs all over their bodies grew vigorously, and clumps of black hairs grew from the back of their heads, floating in mid-air, Masters and disciples were entwined and merged into the outline of the black-haired figure!

The black-haired humanoid silhouette has grown six arms through this,
The six arms move slightly,

Pulling the masters and disciples whose hair penetrated the skin and sewing themselves into blood gourds, he pulled them under him, and countless people's bodies and hairs piled up together,
In an instant, a three-foot-high platform was formed.

Blood gurgled down from the many masters and disciples who made up the platform,

Dyeing the clumps of hair,
The fishy wind is everywhere,

This high platform made of flesh and hair is already a 'blood altar'.

(End of this chapter)