Mortal Immortal Gourd

Er Gouzi originally just wanted to watch the show, and wait until everyone finished fighting, then he would be the last to come out to clean up the mess and take advantage of the situation.

In this kind of situation, the first one to come out will suffer, and whoever can survive to the end will have the most advantage.

However, now he saw that Ding Lao Mo actually covered a county city with blood mist, and regarded the hundreds of thousands of people in this city as nutrients in his battle.

This made him very entangled. If he continued to watch, he could still wait until the end and reap the benefits.

If he took action, not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, he would have to become an enemy of Ding Lao Mo, and then he would have to face five dragons and the two masters who did not reveal their identities.

Now he saw that hundreds of thousands of living people were about to be swallowed by Ding Lao Mo, which made him difficult to choose.

He was not a good person like Sima Yi, and he had never thought about doing any good deeds.

He had never thought about being a good person. As long as it was profitable, he could do bad things occasionally.

But he couldn't bear to watch these hundreds of thousands of innocent people die.

At the same time, Er Gouzi was furious at the actions of the evil cultivator Ding Lao Mo.

As an honest and kind old farmer's son, Er Gouzi had learned to accept his fate since he was a child, and he was used to seeing human life being as cheap as ants.

When he was a child, he was beaten, and when he grew up, he was oppressed by the government in various ways. He could endure it if he could, and escaped if he couldn't.

As for anger, he rarely had such emotions.

In the past, when he couldn't protect himself, he had no right to talk about dignity, no right to get angry, and it was good enough to survive.

Now, maybe he was influenced by Sima Yi, maybe he read too many sage books, maybe he became stronger, and his vision was wider and farther.

In short, when he saw Ding Lao Mo slaughtering more than 100,000 people at will today, he rarely felt a fury in his heart.

These evil cultivators are really the scum of the human race, the cancer parasitic on the human race, and they are specifically harming the human race.

More than 10,000 years ago, it was because of the harm of the evil cultivators that the human race declined and almost died out.

Fortunately, a large number of people with lofty ideals risked their lives to clear the eight directions, allowing the human race to rise again among many races.

It's a pity that the sweep was not clean enough at the beginning, and the evil cultivators were not completely slaughtered, so that they still emerge to cause trouble today.

At this moment, even if Ding Lao Mo moved his blood mist to Wan Yao Country to harm the monsters, Er Gouzi would not be so angry.

These evil cultivators bully the weak and fear the strong. They dare not provoke powerful monsters, and specifically stab the butcher knife at the weak on the human side.

Last time, Ding Lao Mo devoured the entire population of Sanyang County. At that time, Er Gouzi was not strong enough and even had difficulty protecting himself.

This time, Er Gouzi already has the strength to fight against Ding Lao Mo...

Thinking of this, Er Gouzi decided to fight for these hundreds of thousands of innocent people.

Immediately, Er Gouzi appeared from the air, stepping on the hairless goose, with Xiao Hei on his head and a large axe on his back.

In front of him, a flaming sword more than ten feet long hung above the county city.

Once the blood mist approached the blazing flames emitted by the long sword, it was burned into a stream of green smoke.

"Old Demon Ding!"

"Leave the county city, I will spare your life!"

There was no response in the county city, and the blood mist continued to roll.

The residents in the city were invaded by the blood mist and became confused, like zombies, allowing Old Demon Ding to manipulate them.

The five dragons that were bombarding the blood mist stopped when they saw Er Gouzi suddenly appear.

Although they didn't know what grudges there were between Er Gouzi and Old Demon Ding, they were happy to watch the show and wait until the end to reap the benefits.

The five dragons simply retreated a few miles and watched from a distance, leaving the stage to Er Gouzi.

At this moment, Er Gouzi slashed a sword into the blood mist, burning a large area of ​​blood mist, but it was soon filled by other blood mist.

"Big goose!"

"Cluck..."

The big goose let out a long cry and flew into the blood mist with Er Gouzi.

As his body entered the blood mist, Er Gouzi felt the blood essence in his body draining away.

He also felt that the blood mist wanted to penetrate into his sea of ​​consciousness along with his spiritual consciousness.

However, this spiritual invasion was only a small matter for Er Gouzi. He was best at the spiritual consciousness field, and he easily blocked this penetration.

He could not resist the attraction of blood essence with his body.

He summoned the flame sword, which swirled around him, and the blood mist around him was instantly incinerated.

A large space without blood mist formed around him.

Entering the blood mist, he let the goose fall on the city street.

The pedestrians on the street stood there in a daze, motionless. The blood essence in their bodies was draining away, turning into blood mist and seeping into the air.

"Candied haws seller!"

"Old man!"

Er Gouzi shouted several times at an old man selling candied haws, but the other party remained motionless and did not respond.

A smile appeared on the face of the motionless old man.

Er Gouzi's mind moved, and a spiritual thorn appeared in front of him.

The spiritual thorn slowly pierced the old man and gently pierced his forehead.

"Ahhh..."

"It hurts!"

The old man suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"Old man! If you want to live, get out of the city as soon as possible."

Er Gouzi saw that the old man could still be saved, so he ignored it and continued to move forward.

There are more than 100,000 people in the city. It is definitely unrealistic to save people one by one.

The culprit is still Ding Lao Mo.

Among the known methods now, only fire and poison are useful for Ding Lao Mo.

The poison takes a long time to take effect, and it may take several days for the poison to take effect.

If he sets fire to the whole city, it will go against his original intention of saving people.

It's a bit of a double-edged sword.

Thinking of this, he rode the goose into the air again.

The flaming sword was suspended in front of him. As he input more and more mana into the sword, the sword completely turned into a huge fire dragon more than ten feet long.

This was a new use that he slowly realized when he used the flaming sword as firewood to make pills.

Under his control, the fire dragon soared into the air and pounced into the blood mist.

Like a dragon entering the sea, it swam in the blood mist, and wherever it went, all the blood mist was burned into green smoke.

Er Gouzi's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He had to use his spiritual consciousness to control the fire dragon with all his strength.

Because he had to control the power of the fire dragon, the flames had to be just right, and they couldn't be too small to hurt the blood mist.

If this kind of flame leaked a little, the whole city would be burned to ashes.

Fortunately, he has a strong spiritual sense, and he needs to control the flame with spiritual sense at all times when refining pills, and make some very subtle flame adjustments.

This ability is probably not practiced by General Ji, the first generation owner of the Flame Sword.

After the flame dragon swam dozens of times over the city, the blood mist in the sky was burned and disappeared completely.

But this time, Ding Lao Mo did not turn into blood light and escape. There was still a lot of blood mist, which filled the streets and alleys of the city.

This is a bit troublesome. Unless the whole city is burned, it is impossible to completely clean up the blood mist.

If he ignores it or handles it slowly, the blood mist will absorb the essence and blood of the people in the city and will grow rapidly.

Until the end, the blood mist consumes all the people in the city.

In addition, he also has to prevent the blood evil from escaping to other cities. If he is not careful, it will become an infinite loop.

Er Gouzi raised his hand, and 200 puppets appeared in front of him, each holding a torch.

These torches are made of the spiritual wood and straw in the gourd.

Er Gouzi always likes to put everything into the gourd. Anyway, no matter how many things are put together, it is just a small dust in the chaos, and it will never be full.

The straw from this spiritual valley is golden yellow, and each one is very straight. It is very comfortable to weave straw shoes or mats.

The flame of this straw is much stronger than ordinary firewood.

The torches made of spiritual wood and straw are also his preparations for dealing with Ding Lao Mo during this period.

Under the visual control of Er Gouzi, the torches in the hands of these puppets ignited spiritual flames, burning the blood mist in the air.

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