Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 12 Black Mountain Ghost King
Jie Jie!Jie Jie!

Jiang Gan's strange laughter suddenly sounded in his ears, and it swept over his ears like a magic sound, making his scalp numb.

There are also countless demons and ghosts roaring like a tide, densely packed, innumerable, innumerable, seemingly endless.

All the demons and ghosts had ferocious faces, their fangs were exposed, their eyes were greedy, and they rushed towards Jiang Gan ferociously.

The situation was like seeing Tang Monk's flesh, every demon and ghost wanted a piece of the pie.

"The illusion derived from the sound of evil thoughts is too real!"

Even though Jiang Gan was prepared, he was still shocked by the overwhelming torrent of monsters, and his expression changed drastically.

Between the eyebrows of the soul, the imprint of the inextinguishable fire seems to be greatly stimulated, the black and yellow color circulates, and the flames fall down.

Profound flames rose, entangled the incoming demons and ghosts, and burned them all to powder, wisps of black mysterious aura escaped.

Afterwards, it was swallowed by the imprint of the inextinguishable fire and transformed into a mysterious force.

Under the guidance of Jiang Gan's consciousness, this force poured into the Dayan Talisman like a tide, continuously growing and perfecting the Talisman.

The originally rough line of the talisman has become more detailed, mysterious and mysterious.

During the flow of white light all over the body, strands of red light were faintly born, but they began to transform towards the red talisman.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again, like falling into a gentle village, with beautiful women like clouds, singing and dancing gracefully, and the beauty is even more faintly visible, captivating people's hearts.

How many men in this world can resist this kind of temptation?Anyway, dried ginger couldn't bear it.

Even though he knew it was an illusion, his blood boiled and he was ready to move, wishing he could turn into a wolf!
Before Jiang Gan could appreciate it carefully, the imprint between the eyebrows danced again, and a few dark yellow flames fell, and all the beauties were ashes.

Only the strands of mysterious power surging in the imprint of the torch prove that they once existed, and I feel quite sorry.

Under the baptism of this mysterious power, the Dayan God Talisman became more and more mysterious and mysterious. In the glistening white light, more red lights were born, a quarter of them.

Suddenly it changed again, carved railings and jade, gold as beams, pearls as decorations, gemstones on the ground, beautiful jade painting screens, magnificent, like a paradise in heaven.

This scene made Jiang Gan's breathing heavy, his heart speed up, his eyes were red, and he wished he could pounce on the spot and take it all for himself.

It's a pity that the torch mark jumped again, and all the gold, jade and jewels in the palace turned into nothingness, leaving a long sigh, feeling a little empty in my heart.

Another mysterious power was transformed, and the Dayan talisman became more and more mysterious, with red and white rays of light intertwined all over the body, regardless of each other.

All of a sudden, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, fighting on all sides, standing in the jungle of swords and guns on the battlefield, commanding an army of millions, full of vigor.

The fire imprint danced again, everything was burned into nothingness, and transformed into a mysterious force that nourished the Dayan Divine Talisman.

Suddenly, the Dayan Divine Talisman burst out with brilliant divine light, the whole body is like red jade, the red light rises, and the Dao rhyme flows, but it is promoted to the red talisman!
Next, the phantom changes in various ways, or it is an emperor who reigns over the world, or an unrestrained talent, or an immortal god...

No matter what kind of illusion it is, it can't stop the burning of the inextinguishable fire, which is transformed into strands of mysterious power, constantly nourishing and strengthening the talisman.

However, after the Dayan Divine Talisman was promoted to the Red Talisman, if he wanted to go one step further, he needed massive amounts of mysterious power to nourish him.

In a short period of time, the weak power transformed from the illusion is not enough to support the continued transformation of the talisman.

Jiang Gan slowly opened his eyes, but seeing the worried and nervous eyes of the Taoist, he couldn't help feeling warm.

Even if he knew that the other party had another purpose, but for Jiang Gan who traveled through another world and was alone, this kind of concern was really invaluable.

Just like in a foreign country, a little care from the locals can still make you feel warm.

It's not pretentiousness, it's the kind of recognition that makes you feel like you fit into this strange world.

"Master, are you alright?"

The Taoist's old voice sounded and asked with concern.

"Thank you senior for your concern, I'm fine!"

Jiang Gan shook his head and said gratefully.

"It's the old man who made a mistake. I didn't expect that killing these ghosts would actually strengthen the mysterious aura surrounding him."

"If it wasn't for the old way and some means, I'm afraid I will sink completely and turn into a first-class demon."

The Taoist's old voice sounded again, his tone full of fear.

Jiang Gan raised his eyes and saw that the Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face and red face was already wrinkled, and he was several times older.

The Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern suspended above the head was as bright as a bright moon, with only a little bit the size of a bean remaining, and it seemed that it might go out at any time.

At this moment, a terrifying aura shot up from the center of the ghost city, and the ghostly aura surged and merged with the ghost city, faintly transforming a hundred miles around into a forest of ghosts.

"No, the old ghost of Heishan has awakened!"

The Taoist felt the breath and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although they are both in the third rank of the Immortal Dao Ghost Fairyland, the Taoist's strength is much inferior to that of the Black Mountain Ghost King.

The Taoist just managed to break through the third rank of the immortal way, even with the protection of the third rank magic weapon Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern, his combat power is equivalent to a third rank minor success.

And the Black Mountain Ghost King is the perfect state of the third-rank ghost fairyland, and has a first-rank treacherous artifact for protection, and his combat power is extremely powerful.

A hundred years ago, the Heishan Ghost King was born out of nowhere, and his blood was sacrificed to millions of common people in Heishan County.

Led by the blood and resentment spirits of millions of people, he merged himself with Heishan County City, hoping to break through the second-rank Yuanshen realm of Immortal Dao.

This approach is undoubtedly the greatest provocation to the Xianqin Empire. Li Shanchang, the state herd of Mingzhou, a first-rank official of Xianqin, and a second-rank scholar of Confucianism and Taoism, personally acted.

After a fierce battle, the Ghost King of Heishan escaped from serious injuries and hid in the depths of Yushan Mountain.

So far, the ghost king of Heishan has gained a great reputation, deterring Ming, Gansu and Shanxi, and he is very powerful!
The Yushan ghost market where He sits has also become the largest trading market in the three prefectures of Ming, Gansu and Shaanxi.

There are often monsters, ghosts, strange gods, even immortal monks and earth gods who come to set up stalls and trade items.

Therefore, after feeling the aura of the Black Mountain Ghost King, the Taoist did not hesitate at all, and flew away towards the distance with Jiang Gan.

"Want to escape, dream!"

A huge scolding sound resounded through the world, deafening and disturbing.

Before the words fell, the clouds broke through a huge black hole, and a big mountain-like black hand reached down.

The black mist hovered above, ghostly, lifeless, and the air burst and chirped wherever it passed.

From a distance, it looked like a hand from hell, grabbing Taoist and Jiang Gan.

The Taoist looked dignified, and a jade talisman appeared in his palm at some point, and mana surged all over his body, continuously pouring into the jade talisman.

A ray of bright sword light shot out from the jade talisman, turned into a hundred feet of sword energy, and struck the big black hand.

The big pitch-black hand was cut off by the sword light, and it turned into a ghostly spirit and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

The Taoist didn't even look back, he pulled Jiang Gan, used the fire escape technique, and fled in a hurry.

In the last glimpse, Jiang Gan vaguely saw that above the sky of the ghost city, there was a ghostly atmosphere, and a tall figure was looming, which could not be seen clearly.

Only a pair of scarlet eyes shot out a cold light, which made people shudder.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Jiang Gan only felt his whole body was cold, his blood was congealed, and his fine hair stood on end.

That feeling was terrible, he had never wanted power like this moment.

The pursuit of great strength is like a seed, planted deep in his consciousness, waiting to take root and germinate.

(End of this chapter)