Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Please, let us go, I don't want to die yet!"

These humans, one by one, are thin and thin, and their bodies are covered with scars. They are locked by iron chains and kneeling on the deck. They kept begging.

Since their birth, they have been raised by Rakshasa ghosts, suffering every day, and live a life of pigs and dogs.

"Shut your mouth, you are the bloody food of Taiyin Jinwu, it is your honor!"

At this time, the two Rakshasa ghosts came out of the cabin.

A strong man with a two -wing wing with a long horns and a stubborn face, his body is very large, with three feet high.

A enchanting woman, a pair of tiger teeth showed out her lips, exaggerated curves, her eyes were hooked, exuding fatal charm.

"These two people seem to be the royal family of Rakshasa ghosts who are responsible for escorting blood."

The boatman whispered, his face showed fear.

The bamboo pole was pushed hard, and the boat shot like an arrow, away from the horror giant boat.

"What is Rakshasa? Is it great?"

Song Yiming frowned and passed on to Yuquan.

"Of course, every Rakshagi ghost, since the moment he was born, has Jin Danxiu. After adulthood, he can be comparable to Yuan Yao."

"Some Rakshasa royal family who returned to the ancestors can even tear the gods and refine it!"

"These two people are magnificent, men are like mountains, back -born bone wings, women have black patterns, and their waist are as thin as willow. They seem to be adults."

"Xiu is at least the Yuanying period, we still avoid some, so as not to cause the killing of the body."

Yuquan's person swallowed his mouth, and he was afraid.

"Is it comparable to Yuan Ying?"

Song Yiming was stunned in his heart, but he did not expect that the Rakshasa ghost was so scary.

According to the ancient books, Rakshasa ghosts are ghosts of Yin Si, and they are all one of the three major royal clans with Flying Tianyan.

Adult Rakshasa ghosts can have Yuan Yingxiu. Youduy City is also under its rule. Numerous ghosts must obey the order and bow their heads.

"Yuquan Daoyou, will this ship be so close to us, will it be found?"

"It shouldn't, I wait for the ghost Yin Dan, and there is no yang on my body. These Rakshasa ghosts can't find it."

The real person of Yuquan waved his hand and signaled a little peace of mind.

"Giggle, the quality of blood this time is very good. Presumably those Taiyin Jinwu will like it very much."

As soon as the words fell, the calm river surface suddenly exploded, and the golden crickets were rushed out of the river and rushed to those blood.

Each of these crickets has a few feet long, and they are all cast as gold.

ah!

With the screams of screams, countless blood foods were eaten, and the river was stained red, which was filled with a strong bloody energy.

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Song Yiming's pupils were shrinking, his scalp was numb, and his sweaty hair was upright.

Although these humans are slaves in circles, they are lively life anyway.

It was so tragic to be eaten alive!

"Don't look at it, the boat house will row, leave here!"

The real person of Yuquan frowned and urged the boatman.

"good."

The boatman nodded, quickly moved the paddle, carrying Song Yiming and others, and quickly stayed away.

"Huh? On that boat, there seems to be a living atmosphere?"

A nails passed through the glass, and the sound of tooth acid suddenly sounded.

When he heard this, Song Yiming and others, his face changed together, his heart was slowly shot.

"Not good, I was discovered!"

"Hide into the coffin!"

Yuquan's real people exclaimed, quickly opened the coffin board, jumped in, Song Yiming did not dare to hesitate, and quickly followed into the coffin.

Fortunately, the coffin is large enough, and the five people lie side by side without crowd.

Alas!

As soon as the coffin board was covered, the sound of a broken air sounded, and then the two black shadows fell from the sky and fell on the boat.

The ghost king's eyes were cold, glanced on the boat, and finally fell on the boatman.

"Say, what's the matter of the living people just now?"

"Back ... Back to the adult, the villain is not clear, and the villain has never seen a living person."

The boatman knelt on the ground, trembling, and kept his head.

Listening to the outside of the conversation, Song Yiming and others held his breath, and he didn't dare to breathe at the atmosphere, and his heart banged.

Perhaps the five people were crowded in a small space, causing the air to be sweltering, and the fairy of the autumn moon was uncomfortable.

"Song Daoyou, you ... don't do this."

Qiu Yue's fairy's face changed, shy and angry, spreading to Song Yiming.

"Ah? What am I?"

Song Yiming was blank.

"You ... you reached me."

Qiu Yue's fairy biting Yinya, ashamed to death.

"..."

Song Yiming's face was red, and he quickly moved to the side.

The situation was urgent just now, and the five people drilled into the coffin, which was tightly tight, and it was inevitable that some contacts were inevitable.

"Is it my misunderstanding? Isn't he intentionally?"

Seeing Song Yiming's embarrassment, Qiu Yue's fairy stunned, and his heart gradually went.

"When are it, do you still have thoughts and scolding?"

Yuquan's real person glared at the two, and his face was speechless.

"Several Taoist friends, hurry up and think about ways. What if we open the coffin board and find us?"

"Yuquan Daoyou is right, so think about how to get rid of trouble."

Five people say a word and discuss countermeasures.

The green wing ghost king on the boat was already impatient, and he held it around the boat and lifted it.

"I'll ask you again, what's going on with that breath of the living?"

"Please spare me, sir, spare me!"

"There are...several guests who want to go to the other side, so I took them for a ride."

The boatman was terrified and struggled desperately. In order to survive, he sold Song Yiming and others.

"Where are the people?"

"In the coffin...in the coffin, those guests are lying in the coffin."

The boatman pointed at the coffin and said in a trembling voice.

"It's interesting, no wonder I didn't notice it."

"Open it for me!"

The Green Winged Ghost King sneered and kicked the coffin board to pieces with a fierce kick.

Crack!

The coffin was kicked to pieces!

But, except for a thumb-sized hole inside, it was empty. Where was the figure of a person?

"Where are the people?"

The Green Winged Ghost King's face darkened, and he grabbed the boatman's neck and lifted him up high.

"Didn't you say that the person was in the coffin? Explain to me what's going on?"

"My Lord, I don't know either. They were clearly here just now."

The boatman was terrified and struggled desperately, his eyes full of despair.

"Damn it!"

The Green Winged Ghost King shouted angrily, crushed the boatman's neck, and threw him into the river.

"Damn it, the breath of the living person just now was clearly here, how could it suddenly disappear?"

"Did I sense it wrong?"

The Rakshasa witch frowned, scanned the area, and finally landed on the thumb-sized hole in the coffin.

"With such a small gap, they couldn't have escaped from here, right?"

"Forget it, this time the planes collided, there were at least 800 human cultivators who entered the underworld, if not a thousand, so let them run away."