I'm not a god anymore

Such a strong demon...

Jiu Mie stood up straight, staring at the strange shadow in front of him, said.

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Chapter 238 Soul Devouring Lock

Facing the evil shadow in front of him, Jiu Mie couldn't help being solemn.

This is the strongest demon he has seen so far.

If the other party takes the initiative to come to the door, it must be a bad person.

And that shadow looked at the old monk's solemn expression, Jie Jie shook his head with a strange smile, and said.

"You don't have to be so serious, old monk. I didn't come to kill you. I just came to ask you something, and I left after asking... Five years ago, there were gods and men in this Huotong country who realized the Tao, so that the day and night were reversed, and the stars shifted."

"Excuse me, the person who realized the Dao at that time was your Excellency?"

The phantom's question made Jiu Mie's heart skip a beat.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Jiu Mie asked.

The ghost let out an arrogant laugh, and said: "It seems that it's not you... Hahahaha... If that's the case, let's see you again."

After finishing speaking, the dim specter under the scorching sun trembled slightly, and was about to leave right there.

However, the old monk by the stream shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, please stop."

After finishing speaking, no matter how the phantom reacted, a purple light flew out of the old monk's bag and slashed straight at the strange phantom.

However, the demonic energy was raging and the wind was raging, the phantom still laughed loudly, and it was not moved by the purple light.

In an instant, the purple light crossed the dim phantom and returned to the old monk's broken bag again.

The phantom that had been cut by the purple light covered his chest, and took a few steps back as if he had been severely injured. Finally, he pointed at the old monk with trembling fingers, and shouted in a hoarse and painful trill.

"Jiu Mie...you...disgraced the master!"

boom--

With a muffled sound, the black shadow of devilish energy exploded on the spot and disappeared from Jiu Mie's field of vision.

Only the hoarse trill of pain seemed to be still echoing in the mountains.

Let the teacher be ashamed...

shame...

The old monk with a rag bag in his hand was stunned. Even though he realized that the phantom had left, he was no longer in the mood to chase after him.

This sentence……

The hand of the old monk holding the cloth bag trembled slightly.

The last time I heard this sentence was 500 years ago, when he was at the beginning of his career.

This phantom...how could this phantom say this? !

Could it be...

The old monk shook his head violently, his eyes regained the clarity of the past.

He can confirm that this devil cannot be the master.

Being able to say such words must be related to the mind-confusing technique mastered by the devil.

It's just that such a powerful demon... Huotong country, when did such a demon come?

It mentioned the reversal of day and night five years ago... Could it be caused by the enlightenment of the gods and men five years ago?

The God-man who realized the Dao at the beginning was in Huotong Kingdom?

But the gods and men who appeared in Huotong Kingdom...

Jiu Mie frowned slightly, subconsciously looked in the direction of Hanyu Mountain, and decided to visit an old friend.

And just when the old monk Jiu Mie changed the direction of his travels, on the way he came, by the side of a big river only two hundred miles away from this mountain forest, a little girl carved in pink and jade was walking on the water under the heavy rain. Not long ago, I finally found clues to track down the old monk.

But as soon as the little girl crossed the big river and walked to the bank, a hoarse voice rang in her ears.

"Oh? Erba Kamito?"

The hoarse voice was full of surprise.

It seemed that he was even more surprised to see this little girl here.

Immediately afterwards, in the torrential rain with howling winds, a dim and strange specter vaguely appeared.

In this land where wizards and demons have been fighting for five years, this demon has made no effort to hide his demonic aura.With a swaggering appearance, the wizards of Huo Tongguo, who were completely unafraid of Huo Tongguo, came to the door following the devilish energy.

The moment the specter appeared, the little girl immediately showed a vigilant expression.

"Where is the evil? Dare to block the way of grandma and seek death?!"

The little girl shouted sharply, and at the same time a white light flashed, and fifteen other similarly short figures appeared beside the little girl.

Eight men and eight women, a total of sixteen pink and jade-carved dolls stood in the rainstorm hand in hand, all focused on vigilance.

The evil spirit around the phantom in front of them has already shocked them.

This fire is in the country, when did such a demon come?

Could it be that this phantom is the mysterious and mysterious Qingming Grotto master in the legend?

Erba Shenren yelled loudly, but the phantom laughed and said.

"However, after living a few years longer, you dare to call yourself an ancestor? You sixteen little villains are still so unprogressive."

"All of them are living like dogs!"

Specter's hoarse voice was full of disdain and contempt.

"The last time I let you run away, but this time I met you, it should be your bad luck!"

In the torrential rain, the devilish energy swept across.

A pitch-black chain flew out of the rain curtain and directly locked a little boy among them.

A shrill scream suddenly came from the little boy's mouth.

"Ahhhhhh... my soul! My soul!"

Amidst the little boy's shrill screams, its soul and body were quickly corroded by the pitch-black devilish energy visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, half of his body was gone, and foul-smelling black blood flowed all over the ground.

Frightened by such a terrifying scene, the remaining little dolls quickly clenched their hands and shouted in unison.

"Twenty-eight formations!"

The pure and holy aura of the gods and the violent and evil spirit rose up from the sky in an instant, intertwined in the torrential rain.

However, before they came to the rescue, the little boy who was dragged away by the black chains screamed and was completely corroded, turning into pitch-black blood and falling on the ground.

It was then washed away by rainwater.

The eyeballs of the fifteen little dolls were all staring wide open.

Because the moment the little boy disappeared, they clearly felt that one person was missing from the soul link.

This younger brother who was dragged away by the black chain was really wiped out directly?

How could this pitch-black chain bypass the secret method of registration left by Emperor Zun to their brothers and sisters, and directly corrupt their souls?

After that, they are really dead!

Seeing this scene, the boss roared angrily.

"run!"

After speaking, the fifteen little dolls separated in an instant, turned into fifteen rays of light and flew in different directions, trying to escape from the terrifying shadow.

However, in the rainstorm, the chain trembled, and the phantom laughed, dismissive of the escape of the fifteen little dolls.

"Run? Is it possible to escape? I failed to kill you 8000 years ago, but will the soul-devouring lock that I painstakingly refined allow you to escape this time?"

"If you don't keep that treasure, you want to run away? Hmph! Live in a dream!"

In the torrential rain, the sound of clattering sounded one after another.

The phantom didn't move at all, but fifteen black chains flew out directly, covering a distance of hundreds of feet in an instant, tightly binding every little one in the rainstorm...

"Ok?"

Feeling that one of the chains was broken free, the phantom was slightly stunned, then shook his head.

Disdainfully said: "Run? If you run away, you will die even worse!"

Amidst the specter's disdainful mockery, the chains rattled, and the remaining fourteen Erbashen were all dragged in front of it, shivering in the torrential rain.

The pitch-black chains have locked their souls.

Facing these fourteen little dolls carved in powder and jade, Moying said disdainfully.

"Hand over the treasure you are guarding, and I can spare your lives. Otherwise, you who are locked by the soul-devouring lock will die miserably."

"Under the soul-devouring lock, even your mysterious and weird life-saving secrets cannot save you!"

Chapter 239 The Importance of Taoism

In Hanyu Mountain, a special guest came.

When the skinny old monk dressed in coarse linen clothes appeared in front of the mountain gate, Xiao Ai quickly used a secret method to inform the retreating Lord Wolf God.

So when the old monk climbed the stairs to Hanyu Mountain and came to the Wolf Temple, Lu Heng, dressed in white, was already waiting here.

Seeing the old monk, Lu Heng smiled slightly and cupped his hands.

"Friend, long time see."

Jiu Mie looked at Lu Heng in a little surprise, and said, "I haven't seen you in five years, my friend seems to have changed a lot..."

Lu Heng smiled slightly, without explaining, stretched out his hand to guide the old monk to sit under the pavilion, and said.

"Coarse tea and light wine, I hope my friends will not dislike it."

On the stone table, there is a jug of wine and two wine glasses, which are indeed very simple.

However, after drinking a glass of peach blossom wine, Jiu Mie was very surprised.

"Could this be the legendary Peach Blossom Brew from Hanyu Mountain? It's really extraordinary."

Lu Heng laughed, and said, "Why do my friends like to wear high hats on others? How could I not know that this peach blossom wine is very famous?"

Jiu Mie smiled and said: "My friend is cultivating in the mountains, not involved in the world, not in the rivers and lakes, so naturally he doesn't know how powerful and domineering the name of the wolf god of Hanyu Mountain was five years ago."

"The rumors about the wolf god are very mysterious. Especially the peach blossom wine of my friend, which has become a god in the world."

"However, if you taste it carefully now, it is worthy of the name of legend."

The sigh of the old monk made Lu Heng pour him another glass of wine.

Then he said with a smile: "My friend came to Hanyu Mountain, didn't he come here to praise Lu?"

Lu Heng saw that the old monk Jiu Mie had something on his mind, so he asked directly, without any politeness.

Facing Lu Heng's question with a smile, the old monk couldn't help but sighed and said.

"My friend's words are right on point. If there is nothing important to bother me, a shabby person like me, an old monk, would never dare to set foot in the fairyland of my friend... Ha..."

With a wry smile, he made a joke, Jiu Mie said: "It's embarrassing to talk about it, but when I was drinking water in the mountains a few days ago, an old monk, I happened to meet a strange monster."

"That demon possesses an evil spirit, which is rare in the world. And his methods are weird. Even the old monk and I were tricked by him and fell into a disadvantage."

"Now that I'm looking for a friend, I'm actually here to ask for help."

"I don't know if my friend knows that the god-man enlightened five years ago?" Jiu Mie said, "The demon came after the god-man who enlightened five years ago. It's really not a good person..."

As he said that, Jiu Mie recounted in detail how he rested in the mountains and met the mysterious devil.

Even the devil's act of breaking his secret 500 years ago in one mouthful, he also said it.

Jiu Mie said: "Now that I think about it, this devil may have some kind of mind-disturbing sorcery, he can use words to confuse people's minds."