Fox spirit's self-cultivation

The appearance of Zheng Xuanli made Xu Xun startled.

"Then... I'll go first."

Xu Xun swallowed and walked towards the door. He twisted the doorknob vigorously, but found that the door was locked and could not be opened at all.

Xu Xun's face was pale. He looked back and saw a pair of dead fish-like eyes. He was shocked and slammed on the door frantically: "I want to go home, let me out!"

"Sir, it's not time yet, you can't leave." A girl with a strange smile came over. She took Xu Xun's hand, separated his fingers one by one, and dragged him back to the center of the room. , "Don't you want to admire the master's paintings? These are all priceless works, don't you want to own them?"

The girl's voice fell, and the eyes glued to the canvas before turned around, and the eyes were full of greed.

A man suddenly rushed to a painting, he tore off the white cloth, and pressed his face tightly on the painting: "I want this painting, she is so beautiful, I love her, I want her to be mine!"

The woman in the painting is none other than Ni Tianmei, an internationally renowned actress who is so popular.

Ni Tianmei is known as the number one sexy queen in Huaguo, she was already beautiful and enchanting, but at this time the woman with eyes on the canvas is even more beautiful than Ni Tianmei herself.

The beauty in the painting has red lips like fire, and her smiling lips are full like cherries waiting to be picked.

"I want it too! This painting is so valuable, it must be the one worth tens of millions! As long as I have it, I will be rich! I will have the money to marry a beautiful wife!"

Another man directly pulled down the painting closest to him and hugged it into his arms.

More and more people are clinging to each painting like crazy. Each of them has a favorite painting, and some people who like the same painting even started fighting on the spot.

Xu Xun pushed away the girl who grabbed him, and hid in the corner.

He could see clearly that in just one afternoon, there was obviously no painter who painted, but now there was a pair of smart and strange eyes on every painting.Those eyes were clearly alive, and now they stared at everyone in the room with a faint light.

The crazier the people, the more seductive the faces of the people in the painting. Among the men who were beaten to death, the corners of Ni Tianmei's lips are visible to the naked eye, smiling charmingly.

Even, some of the faces in those paintings were similar to those of the supervisors present, but younger and more beautiful than real people.

Crazy, it's all crazy!

Xu Xun curled up in the corner and broke down, "I want to go back, let me go back...you all wake up, run away!"

"Don't worry, you'll have the strength to resist being scared when you're full." Zheng Xuanli sighed and stood in front of Xu Xun.

"Master..." Xu Xun's lips trembled. He didn't know how to solve this weird situation, so he could only pin his hopes on Zheng Xuanli, who seemed to be a master.

But what if Zheng Xuanli was also bewitched?Xu Xun shivered as he watched Zheng Xuanli's cold breath.

Hearing the word master, all the portraits were touched at the same time, their eyes swiveled in unison, and the eyes of the supervisors standing aside also turned.

They all looked at Xu Xun.

And the people standing beside Xu Xun.

"Enough is enough, everyone." Zheng Xuanli, who had been watching from the sidelines, sighed, "You guys are scaring normal people."

Before the words were finished, the eyes of all the beauties in the portraits suddenly became fierce, and pairs of eyes with different shapes but full of greed and resentment turned blood red.

"I want them..."

"Give me blood!"

"I hate it so much!"

All kinds of noisy voices burst out from the portrait, like ghosts crying, Xu Xun's ears were about to be pierced.

Unlucky Xu Xun who was possessed by a poor ghost didn't know that the portrait would make such a terrifying sound. His already shocked heart could no longer bear the stimulation, rolled his eyes, and finally passed out from the shock of this bizarre scene.

"Sacrifice!"

"food!"

The ghost rushed out of the portrait roaring, and was about to sink into Xu Xun's body.

Zheng Xuanli had a kind of patience with monsters, so he took the opportunity to persuade and said: "Everyone, you are just newborn shadows, not ghosts. Is it too much to kill innocent people?"

"I want you!" Huaying screamed like a repeater, raising his hand to grab Zheng Xuanli's heart.

Zheng Xuanli opened the hand that was about to fall on his clothes, and he was disgusted: "You want a hammer, what do you want, if you can't explain it, it means you are uneducated, stop listening to gossip and read more!"

The opened ghost roared angrily: "I hate it so much!"

"Hate? Do you know that there are six ways to write hate? No, you don't know, you only care about yourself!" Zheng Xuanli said sadly, picked up the drawing board and smashed the picture.

"Give me blood!" Another Huaying hugged Zheng Xuanli's leg.

Zheng Xuanli kicked it away mercilessly: "You want blood? You are semi-finished painting ghosts, not vampires, why do you want blood? If you don't know your own species, don't hug my thigh!"

There is no way to degreeize, these shadows have all been demonized, so they can only be superseded physically.

Huaying was kicked and flew back to the canvas with a crackling noise, forming a pool of stains like a mosquito that had been crushed to death.

"Ouch!"

"Give it to us, give it back to us!"

The people controlled by the portrait also went crazy, staggering around.

"It's really troublesome." Zheng Xuanli clicked his tongue, picked up a hapless ghost and threw it aside.

The few people who controlled the ghost painting watched the people who were walking freely between the ghost painting and the crowd, their faces twitched constantly.

The middle-aged man jumped into a rage, like a frog about to explode: "Why is he not affected? Can he still fight back and forth with Huagui and Huahuapuppet?"

No, to be precise, the man was one against a hundred, and he still crushed his attackers.

The young man who led Zheng Xuanli up tremblingly said: "Ah, the one who was stunned was not controlled by the magic energy. I remember that the one who was stunned called this white-clothed master?"

The middle-aged man slapped the young man: "Master? He is a demon hunter? You are crazy to bring the demon hunter here!"

The young man said with a mournful face, "I don't know... Seeing that he is poor and desolate, with steamed bread crumbs on his mouth, he is obviously a desolate ghost, so I brought him here."

"You trash, you trash!" The middle-aged man squinted at Zheng Xuanli for a moment, and a poisonous plan suddenly came to his mind.

"The demon king's crown descends to the world needs a carrier, and also needs a bride to give birth to a new devil king. Originally, Wei Lin was supposed to be the new devil king's carrier...but he died. Seeing that the demon hunter is very skilled, we might as well use the devil's energy Introduce his body, let the demon king possess himself on this hateful demon hunter, and then give birth to a new demon king with our chosen sacrificial bride... Hehehehe!"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was a good idea. With a move of the middle-aged man's finger, a hidden demon king's mark quietly landed on Zheng Xuanli's back.

Zheng Xuanli paused, and quickly raised his hand to wipe his back: "It's so hot, who of you is so immoral, smoking and flicking cigarette butts?"

But before the hand landed on the back, those controlled people jumped over to suppress him like a dumpling.

With just this one-second pause, Zheng Xuanli was caught off guard and was crushed at the bottom, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his hand to touch it, and found that the floor was soft—oh, there was an unlucky kid named Xu Xun under him.

Seeing Zheng Xuanli's inability to break free, the middle-aged man respectfully took down the painting hanging in the center, and the others had wild smiles on their faces. They stretched out their palms and pressed the palms stained with red liquid on the On the totem behind that painting.

"Devil King, Your Majesty the Dear Devil King, please take pity on your believers and come down into this filthy world! We dedicate to you the soul of a woman who has fallen into darkness. After she devours her lover's heart, she will gain strength With the power to transform into your bride, we have also chosen a suitable body for you, please accept this sacrifice!"

The totem twisted like a living thing.

At this moment, Zheng Xuanli, who was surrounded by the crowd, felt his soul shake. A large amount of devilish energy quickly poured into his lost body, and then submerged into his human body through the connection of his soul.

Zheng Xuanli's eyes darkened.

His main body is a soul-suppressing stone statue, which can absorb all evil spirits and evil spirits, even ghosts, and then feed back to the spirit.

But now his soul is in a human body!

The human body inherited some characteristics of the body, but this is a body of flesh and blood, not as forbidden as a stone, so the moment the devil energy entered the body, Zheng Xuanli was shocked and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Caught off guard by such an assassination, the Demon King sat on the ground, staring at the totem not far away with dead fish eyes.

Damn dark believers!They have completely provoked themselves, the great demon king, and he will definitely let these brainless humans know that the wrath of the demon king is not something that mere human beings can bear!

The angry Lord Demon King stretched out his trembling hands and roared, "Let me out! I can still fight!"

The middle-aged man who presided over the ceremony walked up to the struggling Zheng Xuanli, put his palm on top of Zheng Xuanli's head, and said sharply: "Great Demon King, please accept your sacrifice, occupy the body of this ugly demon hunter, and come to us In front of you!"

The ugly demon hunter & Lord Demon King wanted to bite off each other's fingers, but the middle-aged man withdrew his hand quickly.

"Hey, you can't bite me! Obediently become a sacrifice!"

A large amount of magic energy rushed towards Zheng Xuanli as if it had found an entrance.

Zheng Xuanli lay flat on his back, looking indifferently at the person who summoned the Demon King.

During the summoning ceremony of the Demon King, the demonic energy of the main body was ready to move, but now the power belonging to the Demon King was aroused all of a sudden, which made Zheng Xuanli seem to be thrown into the fire, and the tattoo marks on his skin disappeared instantly.

The majestic devilish energy surged out from Zheng Xuanli's body, and in a split second, the entire room was enveloped in darkness.

In an instant, the entire building was also enveloped in darkness, and the shadows howled through everything.

"Boom—" Something was ignited.

Mania raged with the power of anger, and those figures close to Zheng Xuanli were instantly torn apart, turning into messy paint and splashing on the ground.

Ordinary people under control also fell asleep like puppets with disconnected strings.

The summoners who didn't realize what happened were in a mess.

"What's the matter, why is it suddenly dark?"

"Could it be a solar eclipse?"

"It's the devil, the devil has come!"

"It's scary...Mom, I don't want to summon the devil anymore, I want to go home!"

Zheng Xuanli overturned the person who was holding him down, dug Xu Xun out, and staggered to go over and strangle those summoners, but the power of his body collided in his weak human body, Zheng Xuanli just stood up, and spit out A mouthful of blood.

He took another step and accidentally bumped into a stucco shelf.

"Bam—"

Something fell from the knocked down shelf and hit Zheng Xuanli on the head.

"I... hate it!"

Zheng Xuanli, who was already dizzy from the impact of his own power, was blinded. Even though he was a cultural person who knew that there are six ways to write the word hate, he lay down neatly on Xu Xun's body and passed out. .

At this time, the thin young man fumbled to press the switch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a person covered in bright red lying in front of him.

It was so dazzlingly red, so dazzling, as if it had just been salvaged from a pool of blood.

An earth-shattering scream sounded: "Ahhhhhh! The devil has killed someone! The devil has skinned the demon hunter!"

The young man's courage was frightened, he screamed and ran away from the door, and soon disappeared into the endless darkness.

The other summoners shivered and gathered together, like a group of chicks huddled together for warmth, until—

The middle-aged man presiding over the ceremony saw the completely deformed red paint bucket after it hit Zheng Xuanli on the head.

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Ahem, it seems that the Demon King's Advent Ceremony has failed. Let's summon it again. This time, everyone must be sincere, and sincerity will lead to success! The Demon King will bestow wealth and rights to us who are loyal! Let's start the ceremony again!"