After being possessed by a witch, I became an outlaw

The disaster of the Hundred Ghosts in Central Continent has spread very widely. In the past, when there were many heavenly ghosts under the command of the Hand of God, the blood puppets swept across the world and no one could stop them.

Nowadays, the ghosts have no intelligence, but the combat power they can exert is still impressive.

The hand of God sends them out, but they can still have a huge impact on the survivors of Middle-earth.

They just lost their brains and subjective initiative, but their strength is still there.

Therefore, there are very few survivors in Central Continent now. The survivors must be very smart, able to judge that the ghost has lost his intelligence, and have strong strength to escape from the ghost who has lost his intelligence.

There must be very few such people, but the hand of God did not expect that there would be a gathering place of hundreds of thousands of people here.

Such a big fish slipped through the net. If he hadn't sensed it while passing by, he might have been able to hide it from these people.

Looking carefully at the hand of God, the terrain of this town is in the shape of a gourd, with a large lake in the center and mountains on both sides. The continuous mist blocks the position of the gourd mouth. Ghosts with insufficient cultivation passing by here will indeed not be able to sense this place. popularity.

Only a strong person like Hand of God can not be confused by this formation.

Hand of God was also very excited to see so many people.

Now that there are not many people in Zhongzhou, he has planned to take over Zhongzhou as soon as possible, and then march to Dongzhou and Beizhou.

Otherwise, he would be worried about that bitch Zhang Chi taking action in advance.

This guy is very hard at predicting.

In fact, Zhang Chi has already done this. He has to transfer ghosts to the four directions of Central Continent. If the final destination is Nanzhou, it would be too dangerous, so the four continents of Southeast, Southeast and Northwest are all Zhang Chi's transshipments. point.

It's just that Nanzhou and Xizhou are more obvious, while Dongzhou and Beizhou are more hidden.

Thanks to the help of the Hai Clan, Zhang Chi's actions were so smooth.

Talking about the hand of God, since he found a popular spot, he certainly wouldn't let it go.

The founder of this town has something, but it's definitely not stronger than him.

The hand of God happily jumped down from the sky, driving a terrifying blood mist.

He had no intention of covering up his whereabouts, and even deliberately made his blood mist special effects more conspicuous.

A huge red cloud and blood mist covered the sky, as if the end was coming, strange and terrifying.

Since Hand of God became a ghost, his personality has become much more publicized. And he also developed a new pleasure of his own.

That is to enjoy the pleasure of catching people, and he can feel a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart when watching others run around in fear.

Therefore, every time he goes out, the special effects are full.

In fact, the blood mist around his body can be put away. Putting it away or releasing it will not affect the use of this blood mist, but releasing it will obviously make it more attractive.

As expected by the Hand of God, everyone in the town panicked when the Hand of God appeared, but everyone fled to the other side of the town in an orderly manner.

This town is generally a formation, with the lake in the center as the center of the formation, which can act as a maze. If outsiders break into this place, if their cultivation level is not high enough, they will be trapped by this formation for a period of time. Here people will have time to escape.

Unfortunately, the ability of the Hand of God has exceeded the limitations of the formation, and this formation is useless in front of him.

However, when everyone was running away, there was still a white-haired old man who went upstream and faced the hand of God.

In this regard, the hand of God just wants to say, Lao Deng, you are very courageous.

It's just that he doesn't like drinking the old man's blood.

Forget it, the first bite is just an appetizer.

Just as the hand of God was about to take action, the old man spoke.

"Junior Zhong Cuishan has met Grandpa Su."

The movement of God's Hand paused immediately, and he looked carefully at the old man in front of him. He had gray hair and chicken skin, and his eyes were cloudy. This appearance was clearly 98% similar to his old friend.

Soon, the image of God's Hand finally appeared in his mind, and he remembered the name Zhong Cuishan.

Lao Zhong's grandson was indeed called this name, but in my memory he was still a handsome young man, and it hadn't been long since they last met.

However, this is also in line with the characteristics of the Tianji Pavilion lineage. Their faces are countless, but they generally do not let young people calculate too many lost lifespans.

After all, they are young and still have a long way to go. If too much life is lost, the road will be narrow.

However, looking at Zhong Cuishan's condition, it was clear that he had already spent a lot of his life.

"Are you the old man Tianji of this generation?"

Hand of God looked at Zhong Cuishan's face and couldn't help but think of his old friend.

He also almost understood that the only one that could retain a large population at this time was Tianji Pavilion.

However, Tianji Pavilion agreed to disband and went around looking for people to take refuge with. Why did it find a place to live in seclusion now?
Hand of God feels a little weird.

Zhong Cuishan smiled bitterly and said: "Grandpa Su is joking, this junior's cultivation level is too low, and this junior cannot deserve the title of Old Man Tianji.

It's just that now Tianji Pavilion no longer has a leading figure, so the younger generation can only catch up and be the leader. "

"Is Tianji Pavilion actually in such a state of decline?"

The Hand of God was quite sad to hear that. Over the years, he has only had one true friend, Old Man Tianji. Like other people, no matter how good the relationship is, it is actually a relationship of use and being used.

Only old man Tianji can be regarded as a confidant.

Therefore, the attitude of the Hand of God towards the grandchildren of old man Shang Tianji has also become much kinder.

Zhong Cuishan said with a helpless smile: "The destiny is hard to change, the destiny is hard to change, and the decline of Tianji Pavilion is also destined."

His words angered the hand of God.

He said coldly: "If your descendants are unworthy, what does destiny have to do with it? You are far worse than your grandfather."

He can also spy on the secrets of heaven. The old man Tianji of the previous generation knew the destiny of heaven but went against it.

Even though it was indeed difficult, he kept trying and never gave in.

Because destiny is to let them die.

In this case, why can't we defy destiny?
If you choose not to resist even when you are destined to perish, but choose to lie down and die, what is the meaning of such a life?
As soon as Zhong Cuishan said these words, the hand of God completely looked down on him.

Zhong Cuishan could only smile bitterly. He knew what the Hand of God was like, but he did not dare to lie in front of the Hand of God.

If a weak person lies in front of a strong person, once he is exposed, there will only be death.

If he cannot escape today's disaster, it will not be his disaster alone, but the disaster of the entire town.

Zhong Cuishan could only follow the words of God's hand and said: "Grandpa is resourceful and talented, and only the younger generation can match it."

The color of the hand of God has softened a little, and I am too lazy to get angry with the junior anymore, just for Lao Zhong's sake.

The murderous intention of the Hand of God has weakened a lot, and he did not mention this topic again. He cleared up the conversation and asked instead: "What is going on with your Tianji Pavilion? Is this town your last stronghold?" The Hand of God at the beginning The result of discussion with Old Man Tianji was to take the route of one light and one dark.

On the surface, the Hand of God leads the team to fight against new forces, while Tianji Pavilion chooses the right forces to sneak in.

The former is an upright duel, while the latter is based on the idea of ​​occupying the magpie's nest.

No matter who can succeed in the light and dark routes, in the end, one of them will win.

Unfortunately, plans are plans and reality is reality.

None of the forces that Tianji Pavilion wanted to join succeeded.

They wanted to develop Xizhou, and Xizhou did let them join, but it did not trust them at all and only made them non-staff members without access to the core.

The same is true here in Central Continent. It is even difficult for them to join other forces. The strategy of breaking Tianji Pavilion into pieces can be said to be a complete failure.

Although they successfully joined some forces, they soon fell apart under the pressure of many forces.

It can be seen that it is not that easy to place multiple bets, because there will only be one winner in the end, and none of the Tianji Pavilion family was able to join.

Speaking of this, Zhong Cuishan also burst into tears.

"My grandpa actually left a backup plan back then. It was this small town. If the plan didn't go well, he would keep the last spark of fire and live in seclusion to wait for the future."

Zhong Cuishan explained carefully: "The people in this town are not all members of Tianji Pavilion, there are also branches and branches of the other six Tianzhu. Although they are reduced to side branches, they still share the same blood.

What grandpa means is that if things don't go well, we descendants can still serve as a spark of hope and pass it on from generation to generation. "

The hand of heaven is silent.

He knew that Zhong Cuishan could not lie. This was indeed a back-up arranged by his old friend.

"Hope and fire? Haha..."

The hand of God can understand the thoughts of my old friend. He has always been like this, playing the bright chess and hiding the dark chess.

But, will these so-called sparks of hope remember their mission in the future?
The hand of God finds it difficult.

However, for the sake of old friends, it is not impossible to let them live.

Moreover, in the hand of God, is there no hidden expectation?

He knew that he might not win, so if he could leave a spark, it would be a good thing.

Fortunately, he thought that the Su family was all extinct. Unexpectedly, Lao Zhong did something big behind his back.

“I hope you will remember your mission and not be immersed in comfort.

It should be noted that one is born in sorrow and dies in happiness. "

After saying that, the hand of God did not stop. He turned around and left the place resolutely without causing any killing.

Zhong Cuishan breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not in vain that he spent a lot of his life to deduce today's strategy to break the situation.

This calamity, if there are no accidents, should be considered passed.

Since the hand of God has left, it should not come back again. They just need to wait quietly for hope to arrive.

Hopefully what comes is hope, not despair.

The hand of God left the town and never looked back.

It was indeed a pity that the blood of hundreds of thousands of people was not taken away, but after all, he had some kind thoughts in his heart and did not destroy the final hope.

In fact, with his crazy criticism mentality, destruction is not a big deal.

Perhaps, it was also thanks to Zhong Cuishan's appearance that it reminded him of his old friend, and he was unable to make a move in the end.

And this happened to be the result that Zhong Cuishan saw after spending his life.

If he didn't spend his life, he wouldn't be able to see the answer, and the answer he saw was exactly what he got by spending his life.

Destiny is so wonderful, so Zhong Cuishan said that destiny cannot be violated.

And Zhong Cuishan knew more clearly that his grandfather was not actually a opponent of fate, but a submissive of fate.

He was just choosing a way to survive out of thousands of dead ends. This was the real old man Tianji.

Unfortunately, it is impossible for Zhong Cuishan to let the hand of God know this.

After leaving the small town, Hand of God also had mixed feelings.

I think of the sudden death of my old friend, and then I think of my current situation, and the last two words my old friend said before he died, and then I think of the back-up plan arranged by my old friend...

The firm Taoist heart of God's Hand gradually wavered, and he began to doubt whether he could really win.

"My destiny is up to me and not up to God! At this point, there is no retreat!"

The Taoist heart of Hand of God became a little firmer again. His burning eyes looked towards the sky, and the unyielding fighting spirit was once again ignited in his chest.

"Now that things have come to this, there is no need to retreat, let's give it a try!"

The blood around Hand of God surged, and the huge blood mist began to spread around, gradually filling the sky above the entire Central Continent.

The entire Central Continent was shrouded in bloody clouds, and the survivors were terrified. The suicide squad members sent by Zhang Chi also realized the danger and hurriedly prepared to retreat.

However, the blood mist continued to seep into them, and after a while, their expressions became ferocious, their faces distorted, and they began to grab their own necks and roll on the ground.

Scenes of such changes occur throughout Central Continent.

The stronger the survivors are, the longer they can resist. However, they are ultimately shrouded in a bloody cloud and cannot escape in the end.

In Hope Town, Zhong Cuishan originally thought he had escaped this disaster, but he did not expect that there would be another disaster after one disaster. This was what he had not calculated.

People in the entire town have undergone mutations and slowly turned into ghosts.

But they were completely different from the previous ghosts. They did not attack the people around them, but after twisting, they suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, which merged into the blood mist of the Hand of God.

The newly mutated ghosts turned into blood mist, and the previous ghosts could not escape this disaster. Under the blood mist, they all exploded, and the blood cloud became thicker and thicker, staining the entire Central Continent. All red.

Such terrifying power has even invaded the two temples in Zhongzhou. These two temples have always been the two nails of Xizhou in Zhongzhou. The hand of God has never come to remove them because there is a true god here.

But this time, he took action directly.

Qinglian realized something was wrong and quickly ran away with her followers. Now she had no choice but to go to Xizhou to escape.

When changes occurred in Central Continent, the Snow Mountain God had quietly moved to a snow mountain somewhere in South Continent.

After noticing the changes in Zhongzhou, the Snow Mountain God also knew that this was what Zhang Chi said to give it a try.

I don’t know how strengthened the hand of God is, but I hope she can bear it... (End of this chapter)