The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 343 Rebel Army
The size of the underworld may be unimaginable to strangers living on land.

Just the boundary between evil ghosts and monsters - Naluo Mountain, it is already difficult to see through the edge.

So huge that I don't know where to start and where to end.

If you stand on the top of a sharp mountain, you will see endless darkness on one side, and a vast green field on the other.

The world is dark and delivered, and the scenery is strange and difficult to sing.

Standing on the top of the mountain, there will be a feeling that the world is so big, and all living beings are nothing but emptiness.

At this moment, Jun Wu was standing on the top of the mountain.

Beside him stood the ghost king Bai Ya who was like an iron tower.

This Bai Fang was as tall as two people, with purple-black skin all over his body, except for a pair of dark red eyes, his mouth and face were covered by a vine-woven hood.

However, this pair of dark red eyes was brewing with infinite anger, peeping at Junwu.

It was this kid who brought such great humiliation to Ghost King Bai Ya.

Seeing this kid with his back turned to him and looking at the scenery of the monster path, the hatred in Bai Fang's heart began to burn uncontrollably again.

The ghost king didn't even dare to move around during this journey, because a vine grew from his vest, feeding on Bai Fang's flesh and blood all the time, trying to grow inward.

Pain and shame tormented White Fang at the same time.

Finally, he carried Junwu to the top of Naluo Mountain.

On the other side, the prairie of the Monster Beast Road stretches as far as the eye can see.

White Fang knew that now was the last chance to turn things around.

He suddenly raised his head, and the vines on his face were broken and fell down immediately.

And White Fang threw up his head and roared loudly.

A thick voice rolled in his throat like muffled thunder.

But just as White Fang was about to let out the sound, it turned into a painful neighing sound.

I saw that Jun Wu still didn't look back, his eyes were calmly looking at the vast grassland in front of him.

From a distance, I saw countless black and white animals wandering aimlessly on the grassland, just like they were before they were alive.

It's just hunting among wild beasts in the way of monsters and beasts.

While observing the direction of the monster path with his eyes, Jun Wu squeezed his right hand and said in his mouth: "Tianyan, explode!"

And the ghost king Bai Ya's body trembled uncontrollably as if boiling.

The purple-black skin was constantly pierced, and small green shoots grew out of the cracks.

Countless sprouts broke through White Fang's body at the same time, growing, spreading, and growing crazily.

The nourishment for their growth is the flesh and blood in White Fang's body.

White Fang's screams gradually faded away, and finally died away.

And from the outside world, it can no longer be seen that he was once a living thing, but it makes people suspect that it is a strange tree.

Jun Wu stretched out his hand and pressed on the "strange tree" that grew longer than the top of Naluo Mountain.

But in a moment, I felt a kind of power slowly enter the body from Jun Wu's palm.

When Jun Wu looked at the panel in front of him again, it showed: 1000 years of soul power.

Fortunately, all the acupoints on his body were opened up by the Heaven's Punishment Orb, and his meridians had already become extremely forbearing.

Otherwise, if the ordinary ghost suddenly gained so much soul power, it might explode and die.

Only Jun Wu felt that his body had become much stronger than before.

Even the steps became extremely light and vigorous.

He looked down at the foot of the other side of Mount Naraku again.

The side facing the monster path is covered with long grass, spreading all the way down to the endless grassland.

Jun Wu didn't stay any longer, he tried to use his soul power and lightness kung fu.

The combination of the two still works.

I saw Jun Wu, like a small white dot, sliding down from the top of Naluo Mountain.

The underworld is very different from the yang world.

Even if this Naluo Mountain is so high, the top is not covered by ice and snow.

With soul power, lightness kung fu, and the protection of long grass, Jun Wu, a man of high art and courage, actually slid all the way down from the top of the mountain.

It took him and White Fang three or four days to climb Mount Naraku from the other side.

But now it only took half a day to slide down the mountain corner.

Fortunately, Jun Wu's mind is tenacious, even if he encounters a few notches or protruding stones, he can bypass them under his control.

When he slipped to the foot of the mountain, he was not injured at all.

Jun Wu patted the grass clippings on his body, and wanted to continue walking.

It's just that his expression suddenly froze, and with his ability to read minds, Jun Wu realized that he was being watched by something.

Ordinarily speaking, most of the demon beasts are the souls of beasts, but there are also beasts that turn into demons and return to the underworld.

No matter what is peeping at Junwu at this moment, he doesn't care.

Seeing Jun Wu raised his hand, he was about to drop thunder in one direction.

But at this critical moment, a dark face appeared in the grass over there.

The face had a sharp mouth and a long thin beard.

Although it has turned into a human form, it can also be seen that it is a mouse face.

Obviously, this is a ghost of a rat demon in disguise.

Seeing that the mouse ghost had a pair of black and small eyes, it turned around Jun Wu before saying: "Brother, why are you wandering around here! It's too dangerous!"

Jun Wu suddenly heard the mouse ghost say this, frowned and asked, "What's the danger?"

The mouse ghost looked around cautiously to confirm that there were no other ghosts here, and then whispered: "Brother, you don't need to hide your appearance, you must be a nobleman among the monster clan when you are alive."

After hearing this, Jun Wu secretly understood in his heart.

He used to be the demon emperor for a while, and he commanded all the demon clans in the sea of ​​hundreds of thousands of trees.

And there is indeed such a phenomenon in the Yangjian Yaozu.

The more noble the monster race, the closer the appearance is to humans, and the original animal shape cannot be seen from the face.

Although the mouse ghost has grown into a human body, its face is still that of a mouse. It was obviously the most humble demon clan in life.

In the way of monsters and beasts, it is either a beast or a ghost of the monster race.

So the mouse ghost saw that Jun Wusheng was so handsome, so he guessed that he must have been the most noble monster clan before his death.

And the mouse ghost sneaked closer to Junwu, and looked around vigilantly with the mouse head, and said: "Brother, since we came here, we can't bring back the honor we had in life.

It's a pity that you look so good, but you are dangerous in the way of monsters. "

Jun Wu let out an "oh".

The mouse ghost said again: "Maybe you are new to this place and don't know.

Lei Zha, our ghost king of the way of monsters, hates the good-looking monsters the most, and believes that they are people who forget their ancestors. "

After finishing speaking, deep fear was revealed in his small black eyes, and he said: "I think if a monster like you is seen by a ghost messenger and sent to Lei Zha, it must be skinned alive, and then stuffed with straw to make it Turned into a puppet!"

Jun Wu frowned even more when he heard this, and he asked, "Would you accept it obediently and without resistance when the ghost king of the monster way treats you like this?"

Only then did the mouse ghost show a little excitement, saying: "Why don't you rebel!
Good brother, I see you are with us all the way.How about joining our resistance army? "

(End of this chapter)