Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 160 Leek Demon Capital Tang Demon
Black flames rose from the cracks in the ground, and through the cracks that grew bigger and bigger,
You can faintly see another world inside

Through this increasingly widening gap, Tang and Song spiritual consciousness,
It can be seen that there is a lifeless world with an extremely harsh environment where only darkness and magma exist.

In the scorched black land, magma rivers can be seen flowing everywhere, and countless strange monsters are cruising on the scorched black land where there is no grass!

"hell!?"

The spiritual consciousness of Tang and Song radiated several kilometers away through the cracks in the magic circle.
As far as his spiritual sense could see, hundreds of thousands of demons lived densely on the several kilometers of scorched black land.

The scorched land is full of magma cracks, red magma, little devils walking unconsciously like zombies,

From time to time, demons would fall into the hot magma and turn into a wisp of green smoke.

The sky is also filled with densely packed demons with fleshy membranes. These demons hover in mid-air, and from time to time they spring down and pop out their sharp claws to grab a little demon on the ground.
A group of winged demons rushed over and scrambled to tear the food in its hand, and instantly black and purple blood scattered all over the air.

The harsh environment and these monsters fighting all the time made Tang and Song doubt whether the necromancer had opened the passage to hell before he died.

A beam of light hangs down from the magic circle, leading directly to this world. There is no light at all, and the abyss hell is only illuminated by the flames of the magma sea. The beam of light cast by the magic circle is extremely eye-catching.

Countless demons surrounded this beam of light, from top to bottom, surrounding the beam of light, like a straw covered in sugar, covered with densely packed ants.

Tang and Song tried to slash out two sword qi, cutting off the bluestone slab below the black market, but the magic circle condensed by the black fire still stubbornly floated on the ground even without the ground as a support.

Waves of whispers and roars of demons came from the magic circle.

"Boss! You get out first! I will deal with Kane here!"

Listening to the approaching roar in the flames of the magic circle, Ryan pulled out the stabbing sword from his waist, pulled Tang Song behind him,
At the same time, he reprimanded the gunmen in the training camp: "You escort the boss away! Quick!"

"No need!" Tang Song's spiritual consciousness came into close contact with the teleportation light beam broken by the magic circle, felt the strength of the transmission light beam, and knew it well.

He smiled slightly, waved his hand, and with a wave of his hand, four ghost bone banners immediately rose from the four corners of the troll's black market, and flew in front of him.

Tang and Song waved their fingers together, and four white bone banners fell around the magic circle.
The white bone banner flutters, black air hangs down, suddenly black and white are impermanent, with dozens of ghosts and gods on the bull's head and horse face, hundreds of ghost soldiers appear in line,
These ghosts, gods, and ghost soldiers shrouded in black mist are all products of the banning of the bone banner. In theory, if the bone banner is not broken, these ghost soldiers will not die.
A group of Yin soldiers, ghosts and gods surrounded the magic circle.

That’s not counting, Tang and Song took a picture of the Wuyin wallet,
The wallet was opened, and in the black vortex, hundreds of white jade-like beads poured out from the outlet of the wallet, crashing and falling to the ground,
In the sound of clicking, these falling jade beads look like Transformers,
From beads the size of a thumb's belly, it turned into a two-meter-high skeleton demon that swallowed phosphorus fire.

These skeleton monsters, whose bones were as hard as iron and who breathed poisonous smoke, stood at the end of the line of Yin soldiers.

Some skeleton monsters jumped directly onto the ceiling, their sharp bone claws pierced into the stone top of the ceiling like cutting tofu, overlooking the magic circle spewing black flames from top to bottom.

The ghosts, gods, and ghosts transformed by the ban on the white bone banner, plus hundreds of skeleton demons, thousands of ghost soldiers and generals surrounded the magic circle.

"Snapped!"

Tang Song, who was stroking his chin and thinking about the safety of this manpower, turned his head.

All the Yin soldiers, ghosts and gods followed his gaze and turned their heads,
A Southeast Asian shooter in a training camp bent over to pick up the gun tremblingly, saw the eyes of countless ghosts and gods, and showed Tang Song an expression uglier than crying:

"Old, boss, I didn't mean to."

Not only him, but all the gunmen who came out of the training camp thought they were brave enough, but when faced with these undead creatures, they were living skeletons.

These gunmen who claimed to have reached the limit of human physical fitness felt that their hands and feet were a little sore.

Tang Song waved his hand and said:

"Ryan, Kane, you are no longer needed here, you take them to search this troll black market, let's come here, we must bring some loot back!"

"Boss! You..."

Just as Ryan was about to say something, he saw those ghosts and skeleton demons in a blink of an eye. It seemed that he was here and couldn't help.

He swallowed what he wanted to say, nodded towards Tang Song, and led a group of gunmen to search the entire troll black market.

"Om!"

Tang Song turned around and sat on the chair, stroking the shivering tiger's head,
A thick black horned horned dragon circled beside him in a formation of snakes, spitting its core towards the direction of the magic circle.

The spiritual sense felt that the densely packed demons in the transmission channel of the magic circle were about to burst out,

Tang Song thought for a while, flicked his fingers, and a brass bell shot out, and the bell flew to the sky above the magic circle, with the mouth of the bell facing down, spinning around.

Every time it rotates, the bell doubles in size, and after seven or eight circles, a huge golden bell floats above the magic circle.

laugh!
Just as Tang Song re-lighted a cigar, and had just taken two puffs, there was a piercing scratching sound as if fingernails were scratching glass in the magic circle.

Then, an arm with black claws emerged from the sharp edge of the magic circle,
A monster with fleshy wings, resembling Gollum in Lord of the Rings, drilled out from the crack of the red magic circle, smelling the meat and fragrance of human souls.

It opened a big mouth full of barb-shaped fangs that was pulled to the back of the head and let out a roar,
"when!"

The winged demon came out of the tunnel, just about to flap its fleshy wings to take off to inspect this new hunting ground, when a bell rang above its head.

The suppression of the soul of the Great Wilderness Bell reverberates with the sound of the bell,

With a plop, the demon's head sank and he fell directly to the ground.

Four white bone banners hung down with black air, wrapped around the demon's fleshy membrane, limbs, and head, and pulled it hard.

The dazed demon was instantly torn apart, and the purple-black demon blood splashed all over the ground along with the internal organs.

But the four white bone banners didn't seem to dislike it either. After dividing up the big head of the demon's corpse, strips of black air hung down, even the steaming purple-black viscera on the ground were rolled into the banners.

There was a burst of chewing sound in the bone streamer
The appearance of this winged demon seemed to have broken some kind of calm. Accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing screams, another large group of winged demons emerged from the cracks in the magma.

"when!"

The wild bell rings, the bell vibrates,
These demons who have just crawled out of the dimension of hell,
Stretching their fleshy wings, the fleshy demons fell headlong on the ground one after another.

The black air of the bone banner was like rain, rolling up the corpses of demons one after another, and swallowing them whole into the banner.

Seven or eight heads, dozens of heads, hundreds of heads.
winged sarcophagus

A fallen demon with the appearance of a zombie carrying an iron chain in his hand.

Like a ghost, a possessed demon that turned into a plume of black smoke.

Under the Great Wilderness Clock, this kind of incorporeal demon is the most tragic, and it is directly dissipated by the smoke of Zhongsheng Town.

The world on the side of the passage seems to have an indescribable allure for demons, and the passage of the magic circle is only about three meters away.

There were even seven or eight demons that squeezed out in an instant. God knows how they came here.
However, these demons who turned into canned sardines didn't have time to breathe the sweet air of the human world. They just climbed out of the passage, and in a burst of bells, their souls were harvested.

The blood of the flesh turned into the nourishment of the Ghost Bone Banner.

Inside the Ghost Bone Banner, strips of spirit lines were quickly formed under the nourishment of these demons' flesh and blood, and began to form a series of prohibitions.

As more and more demons were devoured by the bone banner, the body of the four ghost bone banners began to grow slowly like bamboo knots, but began to grow visible to the naked eye..
Surrounding the magic circle, a group of ghosts, gods and ghost soldiers who are about to clear up the fish that slipped through the net, their original illusory bodies, also increased with the restriction of the bone flag,

Began to become clearly visible, and even the armor on his body began to materialize,

"Dangdangdang-"

As time goes by, the speed at which demons are spewing out from the magma of the magic circle is getting closer and closer, and even in the end it almost becomes an assembly line.

The bell kept ringing, and even the chewing sound on the four bone banners disappeared, often it was just a stream of black air hanging down, rolling up seven or eight demons, and just sending them into the banner,
Immediately afterwards, more demons sprang out from the ground, and the bells of the Great Desolation Clock joined together.
A large area of ​​demon corpses quickly accumulated on the ground, piled up like a hill,
Some skeleton demons had to act as coolies, carrying these demon corpses outside, and devouring the flesh and blood of these demons in groups

Even at the end, Tang Song had to do it himself to sacrifice the four ghost bone banners and help them digest the demon corpses that were rolled into the banners.

Under the sacrificial training of the Tang and Song Dynasties, the restrictions in the four ghostly bone banners were quickly formed, and the creepy chewing sound began to echo in this dilapidated black market again.
One hour, two hours, three hours.
"Commander, this is it!"

A basement in the troll black market, a training camp gunman who discovered here led Ryan, and Kane came here.

Ryan looked at the security door made of the same pure steel as the vault door in front of him, and was a little surprised
He stepped forward and glanced at the combination lock on the vault door, the fingerprint lock...
"How about it, can you open it?"

Kane stepped forward to touch the cold steel door and asked Ryan.

"No, this kind of security door requires a specific fingerprint and password. I can decipher the password. Fingerprints are very troublesome!" Ryan shook his head.

"I'll make a call and ask them to find some lockpicking experts!"

Ryan made a phone call, and in less than half an hour, the gunmen in the field escorted the two best lockpicking experts in New York to the scene.

Two lockpicking experts were brought to the vault door and took off their hoods.

"What's your name?"

Ryan looked at the white man in his 50s and asked.

"Sir, my name is Steve!" Out of professional habit, Steve secretly looked around the environment,
He and his gang are the most powerful gang of thieves in all of New York,
Steve opened the safe, and his skills in safes were well-known in the underground world of New York.

He once opened the safe vault of a private bank within 3 minutes, and his companions, within 10 minutes, stole millions of dollars in the vault, so he became famous in the underground world of New York.

This time when he was preparing to steal a sum of gold with his accomplices, someone came to his door.

I thought it was discovered by the police. .
The two of them were feeling uneasy,

As a result, several gunmen directly took out a business card, saying that they were asking him for help, and he was directly covered and brought here.

Steve still remembers the panic on his companion's face when he saw the business card.

"Don't worry, I just ask you two to open the door of this vault!"

Ryan clapped his hands, signaling to the two lockpicking experts not to worry, and the gunner on the side brought the prepared tools.

Electric drills, welding torches, cutting gears, endoscope lenses, and all kinds of lockpicking tools are available.
With the tinkering of two lockpicking experts, the heavy steel door was opened by them in less than 10 minutes!
Unlocking the lock on the safe door of the vault, the two lockpicking experts turned their backs knowingly.

After all, they have been in New York for so many years, and the uninterested colleagues around them either went to prison or went to hell.

"Prepare a thank you gift and send the two gentlemen back!"

Lane gestured towards the gunmen.

The gunman who sent the two lockpicking experts put the black hoods on them again, and helped them out of the basement.

Kane stepped forward to hold the turntable of the vault door, twisted it hard, and pulled it out, and the solid security steel door with a thickness of [-] centimeters was soon pulled open.

The moment the steel door was opened, the inside was suddenly filled with dazzling golden color.

Ryan, Kane went into the vault with a couple of training camp gunmen.

On the rows of oak shelves, small partitions are made of oak boards. Stacks of palm-sized square gold ingots shine brightly against the black oak boards, which is the unique light of wealth.

Ryan picked up two pieces at random and tapped them lightly, and the pleasant voice echoed in the vault.

"The purity is not very high, it should be privately minted gold!"

Ryan checked the quantity back and forth among the rows of oak racks, and estimated in his mind, "There are about fifty tons in this vault!"

After the gold is purified, the value is almost 30 billion US dollars.

It is naturally impossible for a troll black market to operate exclusively for hundreds of years with only such a small amount of money.
Soon Ryan found some stacked oak boxes behind the row of oak shelves.

Ryan moved down, and the large oak box, which was one meter long, wide and half a meter high, was thrown on the ground by him.
The box was not locked, and Ryan pushed the lid open, and the jewels and jewels suddenly swept out of the box.

Inside the box are countless gems that are at least the size of pigeon eggs, and the larger ones are the size of fists.

Red, blue, yellow, green, and diamonds of various colors, most of these gemstones are unpolished rough stones,

And there are at least a dozen boxes of this size here, and the value of the jewels in these boxes alone is not inferior to the batch of gold on the shelf.

Ryan opened some boxes of other specifications, some of which were full of old silver coins and gold coins,

There are also some boxes containing some strange animal skins, bones, and some individually boxed utensils exuding energy fluctuations

A knight's cross sword with obvious Holy See style, a magic wand, and a parchment scroll with inexplicable characters
Many orcs who come to trade in the black market do not have the identity of humans, so bartering has been popular in the troll black market for hundreds of years.

Here gold and silver are the hard currency, followed by precious items such as gems, and some animal furs
Don't underestimate these humble dark races, they can survive in the environment dominated by humans, naturally they have two brushes.

Just like the dwarves live in the mine veins in the mountains, they are good at metallurgy, and most of the gold mined from the mine veins is taken to this black market for disposal.

The troll clan has relied on this black market for hundreds of years, and it can be said that it has made a lot of money, but the entire troll clan, for hundreds of years, can be said to have worked for the surnamed Tang!
Three hours passed, and the black flame that Urnos burned at the cost of a phylactery changed from thick to light, from big to small,
The magma fissure opened by the magic circle is also shrinking a little bit.

The witchcraft of summoning demons is an advanced spell even if it is placed in the dark wizard.

After all, the demons in hell are all bloodthirsty, soul-devouring existences.

Many black wizards are often swallowed up by these demons as soon as they summon them.

After all, for demons, as long as they are living things, they are not picky eaters.

According to common sense, Urnos burned one of his phylacteries, opened the latitude crack, and summoned demons that could destroy the world,
With so many rough skins and thick flesh, tens of thousands of demon armies can be said to be able to turn the entire New York into a real chaotic capital.

Let the blood of tens of thousands of people flow into rivers...

Even if the federal government dispatched an organized army to eliminate these demons, it would not be an easy task.

After all, some demons are not afraid of human hot weapons at all.

But these demons were in bad luck when they met Tang Song, who didn't talk about martial arts at all.

The bell of the Great Desolation Clock can be said to be the nemesis for the devil!

As soon as these demons stepped out of the cracks in the ground, they instantly became harvested leeks, or the kind of stubble...

When the abyssal demons came to the world, they just coveted human souls.

Boss Tang waved his sickle, and the souls and flesh and blood of these demons were not spared...

Tang Song watched the crack shrink to less than half a meter, and the number of demons squeezed out of the crack began to drop sharply.
The tricks in his hands are changing, trying to fix this latitude crack.

He tried more than a dozen restraining formations from the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, but the latitude crack was still shrinking.

Obviously there is a reason he doesn't know about it, and there is a specialization in the art industry.

Seeing that the closure of the latitude rift was a foregone conclusion, Tang and Song made a quick move to put away the Great Desolation Clock that had been ringing for three hours.

Under the banner of ghosts and bones!

A group of well-equipped Yin soldiers, led by a group of solidified ghost generals, stepped forward to slaughter the fish that slipped through the cracks.

A tall demon with a head and two arms that looked like a sickle squeezed out of the crack less than half a meter away.

The bones all over the body seemed to be broken.

After this scythe demon with strong breath descended to the human world, there was a burst of shrill screams from its mouth.

It didn't take long for it to be proud, and the expressionless Yin soldiers stepped forward and raised their spears and stabbed the demon with sickle-shaped arms to death.

Strips of black air hung down from the bone flag, and the demon was sucked into the flag.

At this time, the four-pole ghost bone banner has more fine bones turned over, and the picture of ghosts and gods drinking and feasting on the banner is also clearer.

The white-bone banner poles are crystal clear like jade, and each section is like a bamboo section.
Count it in detail, except for the bone shaft in Zhengdong, which has 22 knots.

The body of the other three white bone banners has grown twenty joints.

"Boss! I found the troll black market's vault, in the vault..."

Ryan came to Tang Song and reported to Tang Song that he had found property from the troll black market.

"so much?!"

Tang Song was also a little surprised. He touched the tiger's head and asked Ryan:
"How about we take over this voice?"

Ryan thought about it for a while, and was a little embarrassed: "Boss, after this incident, I am afraid that these dark creatures will no longer trust us?"

Tang Song smiled and said: "It's okay, we don't show up, you choose another address, let Selena show up later, and let Lucien find some strong werewolves to support the scene!"

"The troll black market is ruined, I think the dark creatures in New York definitely need a place to trade!"

Ryan nodded knowingly: "I understand, boss!"

"Also, this troll black market has lost its magic barrier. It has such a large area and a good location. Go back to the city government to say hello, take this land down and build it into a residential area."

"Is there a title deed to this land in the troll's treasury?"

Tang Song said impatiently: "Forget it, you can get one later, and you can call our Mr. Governor in my name.

Give him two shares, and he will take care of the rest! "

"Understood, boss!"

"laugh!"

A harsh sound of glass rubbing interrupted the conversation between Boss Tang and his confidant chief executive.

The two turned their heads, and at this time there was only a red line left on the ground of the magic circle, and a big hole was torn open in the magma ground, and a pair of thick arms crawled out of the ground.

A demon with a height of nearly three meters, four long horns growing on his head, countless scales covering his body, and a long tail dragging behind his buttocks came out of the crack.

When the sound of Lang Lang was heard, the demon climbed out of the ground and pulled out a heavy three-pronged fork from behind. It roared, swung the three-pronged fork, and rushed directly at the two humans present.

Ding, there was a crisp sound, and a tiny spark flashed in the darkness.

The demon took a few steps back, the muscles in its arms swelled, and the heat flow continuously rolled in the muscles.

"Tautou, are you a Minotaur? Why are you in the human world? Who is your lord?" (Devil's language)
The demon looked at the bull's head who was also holding a steel fork, with fear in his eyes.

He used [-]% of his strength in the blow just now, but he even took a few steps back, but the guy with the bull's head on the opposite side didn't take a step back.

Obviously, in terms of strength, this bull head surpasses him.

The bull-headed Yin God was shrouded in a black mist, holding a three-pronged fork in his hand, and he didn't have the slightest intention to deal with the demon.

The face of the ignored demon twitched a few times, and the long dragon tail waved angrily, making a low sound of piercing through the air.

He raised the three-pronged fork and chopped down on the bull's head standing in front of him, and the bull's head also raised the three-pronged steel fork and slammed into the devil's body.

A suffocating cold wind blows towards the face, and the three-pronged bull's head brushes against the demon's face.

The demon tilted his head slightly, waved the three-pronged fork casually, and stabbed at the bull's head's heart.

"laugh!"

The demon only felt the three-pronged fork in his hand piercing the air, and it almost fell into the arms of the bull's head with too much force.

A sharp spear stabbed out from the slanted ground, piercing its chest.

(End of this chapter)