After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

As the demon lord swallowed the recently collected black energy into his belly, black energy lingered in his eyes, Zheng Tianjiao, who had only two fractions of consciousness left, was completely swallowed by the darkness, and could no longer come out to jump.

Not long after, the demon lord sat in front of the live broadcast stage according to the picture in his memory.

Because they are demons, they enjoy different things, and their morals and human beings are completely incompatible. When it comes to dressing up, he doesn't follow Zheng Tianjiao's imitation, what kind of temperament female Taoism, he just picks the suspenders that should be worn with the jacket and that's it. Started the live broadcast.

Zheng Tianjiao is already quite famous, and a lot of people came to watch it when it started airing.

Once in, everyone was almost blinded.

[What is this, is today a welfare field? 】

[No, not only did she not wear her jacket, she didn't wear her underwear?What, so vulgar. 】

[God, what did I see, let me see again. 】

[Why is there no one to take care of it? Is this obviously abnormal? I usually like to be noticed by men, so I will cover it up anyway. What happened today? 】

[Isn’t there a black fog siege over there? Why do you still have time to ignore it? How can you, the leader of a sect, sit back and ignore it and still come to the live broadcast? Go and save people. I heard that you are always dissing others. What kind of situation does not have great love? What about you? What are you doing now? . 】

[I suddenly felt that the people she dissed in the past, maybe they were just fabricated by her. I remember that I bought Gu Ling's talisman. It was indeed expensive. I threw all the pocket money I spent in it when I was a child, but it worked. Ah, half of my house is covered by black mist, and there are also ghosts and ghosts. Something touched my ankle that day. I was about to scream, and I was fine before I peed my pants. No, but there was a puddle of black ashes on the ground. After I went back, I looked at my ankle, and there was a ghost handprint. I was so scared that I went home. 】

[So, Zheng Tianjiao said before that Gu Ling only has money in his eyes...but she really has that ability. 】

The demon lord automatically ignores these things, telling the live broadcast that the world is about to perish and will surrender to him.

As a result, a group of people scolded Erbi.

The demon lord looked at these people coldly, then grabbed a few young people, and sent them back to the west directly in front of the camera. The next moment, a black air entangled and was absorbed by him: "Carnival, new The world is coming, tremble, your Lord will come."

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned. Some people were still wondering if it was special effects, and the rest had already called the police.

But, it didn't work.

Because all the cities on Zheng Tianjiao's side were covered in black mist, the phone calls could not be made, and other places were also beginning to be wary of the black mist, and there was no way to help.

Gu Ling had already brought the paper figurines up the mountain. Before opening the barrier, Gu Ling set up a big circle so that no ghosts could escape. Then she broke the barrier of the demon lord and rushed up the mountain with the paper people.

Along the way, countless ghosts, zombies with mutilated limbs and broken arms, and countless ghosts filled with resentment rushed towards him. Gu Ling was driving the paper people while thinking of countermeasures.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

The last time I came, there were obviously not so many.

Moreover, she has been killing for half an hour, why, these ghosts are still endless.

The Demon-Suppressing Seal in its body became restless, and it also felt ominous.

A steady stream of power poured into Gu Ling's body, and she manipulated the paper figurine more easily, as if her power was inexhaustible.

However, paper figurines will wear out.

"Be careful!" Huo Shiyuan rolled up his tail and pulled Gu Ling to his side.

It was only then that Gu Ling discovered that at some point, a group of new ghosts had arrived, with high grades.

"Don't be distracted on the battlefield." Huo Shiyuan let go of Gu Ling, speaking seriously, but never left the five-meter range around her.

Saying that others should not be distracted, he paid attention to the situation on Gu Ling's side.

Huo Shiyuan also joined the battle, one against a hundred, ghosts have no blood, but monsters have.

The bright red blood splashed onto Huo Shiyuan's tail and face, but he didn't care to pay so much attention, because they fought for another hour, but they couldn't get an inch.

Not only that, there are new ghosts coming down from the mountain, and walking corpses appearing from nowhere at the bottom of the mountain, stiff, without pain or fear, rushing towards them, their fingernails are even poisoned, with a faint blue luster.

If caught, the consequences can be imagined.

Gu Ling finally found something wrong in a gap, when she passed by Huo Shiyuan, she asked him to protect her.

Huo Shiyuan responded immediately, unleashing the first Hair Demon move he had ever used, using his black hair to create a wall for Gu Ling that was difficult to break through.

The hair strands are flexible and hard, and new walls are formed continuously, so the supply is smoothly blocked, and Gu Ling also smoothly reaches the wrong corner.

It was a row of trees and a few tombstones. It looked nothing special. There are not many graves on any mountain.

However, Gu Ling felt different.

She slowly approached those trees, and made the talisman in her hand.

thump.

As if something had hit her heart hard, Gu Ling was so stimulated by this feeling that her hands trembled, and she looked again, her eyes widened instantly.

Why is there such a big ghost path?

It will end tomorrow, thank you for the baby who sent the monthly pass these days, okay?