This is My Juggernaut Journey

"It's really fighting, and these two guys' blood ghost skills are so powerful......"

Tired narrowed his eyes looking at the vampire art who was somewhat similar to himself.

Ghosts are disordered and even more chaotic. Since its birth, it has never understood what it means to be sincere and united, but when it looks around, all it sees are eager expressions.

"Does Master Wu Mi feel that the population is too large and needs to be digested internally?" 'It started to think about it again, and at the same time found that the two people who fought against it were not much inferior to itself.

This is normal, because the strength of the disordered evil spirits can only be roughly divided. Except for the exaggeration of the upper string, the rest of the reference is not strong. To obtain the title, Lord Wu Mi must appoint or hold a bloody battle.

The duel between ghosts and ghosts is called a bloody battle. For example, the person who challenges the top string and wins immediately becomes the new top string.But Tired knew that this bloody battle was just for fun, and it was not feasible at all.

Because everyone is elusive, you can't find an opponent at all, Master Wu Mi will not be so boring as to be your messenger, and there are many people who make a fortune silently, and never jump out to be a messenger even after eating a stomach full of blood. The target has lived for hundreds of years, and everyone has heard the saying that the gun shoots the first bird.

Perhaps it was because of standing next to Shangxian, no one troubled Tired, it continued to look at the inner fight, and asked softly: "Master Tong Mo, don't you want to stop it?"

"Never go, don't go, such interesting things don't come across every time!" Tong Mo smiled and sat down cross-legged, continuing to watch the show, but it also felt the atmosphere around it, "It's okay, someone will come out soon Stop it."

Swah——

As soon as the words fell, an afterimage appeared under the moonlight, and then Qing Gang, who was about to hit, was directly pressed to the ground, and his huge head smashed a shallow hole in the ground.

A bare foot stepped on its head. It was a young ghost with black lines and pink short hair. His aura was violent and exposed, making people breathless. Qinggang, who was like a demolition machine, tried to stand up just now, but he didn't move at all. .

"The weak should kneel on the ground obediently, who told you to struggle!" The tyrannical young man looked at the other ghosts below with contempt, and slowly raised his feet.

With a click, the spine has been crushed, and now Qinggang is completely motionless, it seems that anger has its limit.

"And you rubbish! Lord Wu Mi's order is not for you to kill each other. If anyone wants to seek death, just come up!"

There is no sound, everyone has lived for hundreds of years, and there is a little bit of vision. Qinggang is at least at the level of second or third, and his own ability is not enough to deliver food.

The internal strife disappeared immediately, and even that haori fell to the ground and dared not fight anymore. When everyone was at a loss, Tong Mo laughed and jumped onto the roof.

"Yiwozuo is still so full of energy~ It's a pity that I can't see a good show!"

"Get out." Yi Wozuo didn't even bother to look at him, and slashed out with a knife like lightning, but Tong Mo jumped a few meters away in an instant.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous. I haven't seen you for decades and you are still so irritable. After all, I am the second and you are the third. Some emotions are normal."

"Are you courting death?" Yi Wozuo had moved his feet away and strode forward.

"Enough, don't let the trash below see the joke."

A deep voice came, and at some point there was a swordsman sitting on the edge of the house. His black hair was hanging down, making it difficult to see his face, but Yi Wozuo was shocked and stopped abruptly.

"That's right, it was originally a winding party, when did more garbage come out?" This time it was a female voice, and under the moon stood a girl in a kimono, with her head turned sideways as if to despise the ants below.

These four ghosts are all winding strings, plus the shivering hunchbacked old man hiding at the entrance of the stairs, the winding strings have all arrived before they know it.

But it was not enough for the winding strings to come together. Under the silver light of the bright moon, a black shadow walked over.

Can't see the face, feel the breath, can't tell the difference between men and women, but everyone looks over, because the other party exudes an aura, an aura that is even bigger than winding.

wow...

Shang Xian knelt down on one knee, the figure stopped and looked down at the ghosts.

The touch of the knees and the ground rang together, no matter how mentally handicapped, he could understand——

The Dominator has come!

PS: Ask for a monthly pass! ! !I've sped up the plot again...

Chapter 240 The Eighth War Begins

The bright moon shines in the sky behind Wu Mi, all the ghosts kneel on the ground, the hustle and bustle turns into silence, only the sound of the sea wind blows past, but it appears too suddenly, and the breath is too strange, making the evil below The ghosts were at a loss, and the brave ones even dared to quietly raise their heads to look at the Dominator.

The Wumi in their eyes is far from what they saw back then, because in addition to contagion and super combat power, the ruler also has a super ability.

mimicry.

The beauty and ugliness of men, women, young and old can change, and even the same kind can't smell it. For example, the evil spirits at this moment saw the ruler turned into a girl with slightly curly black hair, wearing a dark blue sailor suit, The black long-necked cotton socks looked extremely cold, but they were indeed extremely beautiful.

These trash, dare to look up at me!

The girl's red eyes burst out with murderous intent. If it wasn't for a sudden intention, she would never let the "families" gather together, and then this group of trash, as expected, would fight each other when they met, messing up the town, and there were too many ghosts, It made her unable to concentrate on listening to the "voice of the heart", and unable to know who wanted to rebel.

But waste also plays a role...

Thinking of those swordsmen who won endless kills, Wu Mi became a little patient. She glanced at the idiot below, and slowly raised her white, slender right hand.

"Be happy, trash, if you have the opportunity to appear in my field of vision, I originally thought that except for Shangxian, the rest of the ghosts are not worthy of living in this world!"

The hearts of the ghosts froze, Mrs. Wu Mi didn't seem to be joking, and she also had the ability to kill all the ghosts.

"Weak, incompetent, useless, stupid..." Wu Mi scolded, while circling around Qinggang's side, making this giant tremble, with white hands on its neck, Lift it up with one hand.

"What reason do you say you have to live?"

The sea breeze was blowing the girl's knee-length skirt, and she was looking at the monster in her hand leisurely, while the latter looked at this delicate and exquisite face, and couldn't even speak clearly.

"I can eat......"

puff--

With a muffled sound, the huge head exploded directly, and the girl's body was covered with blood, dripping from the sailor suit, and sliding down the side of her fair face, giving off a coquettish beauty.And she let go of her hand, letting the body slide to the ground, and the body of the evil spirit also began to dissipate without sunlight.

Qing Gang, who was still extremely strong just now, was killed in an instant, without even a little room to resist.