Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

The bastard was very scary, so scary that even the Ghost King Jiang Li would not easily provoke him. Because even if the Ghost King practiced for a thousand years, he could not resist the frequent disasters and wars in the world, and the number of dead souls had already reached an astronomical figure. And the bastard, who was not very powerful at the beginning, was just an ordinary little evil ghost, and he grew to what he is now.

Millions of heads overlapped, their twisted faces full of all kinds of vicious looks. Greed, jealousy, rage, resentment, arrogance... It was like a collection of all evil and distortion, eating each other, yet supporting each other. They formed a huge, incomprehensible, and beyond human cognition chaotic sphere, floating gently on this road.

"Why does this scene feel familiar?"

Zhou Li asked, crossing his arms.

"This is the scene when the two of us went out to seek help."

The deer reminded.

The asshole is coming.

If Death is a pure soul, whose entity is condensed only by its hatred towards Jiang Li, then Asshole is another extreme.

He is pure resentment and memory.

Well, that's right.

Looking at the devastated ghost town, the bastard was extremely excited at this moment, and countless voices kept whispering in his body.

Jiang Li really did throw himself into the fire.

If the art of divination can know the future and peek into the secrets of heaven, then Hunqiu is a collection of information explosions.

Everything in the world will end one day, even the gods are no exception. The bastard devours souls and increases his own ability, which allows him to constantly obtain souls and memories from different regions, different genders, and even different races, which also allows him to know a lot of things.

For example, Jiang Li’s “plan”.

As for the ghost land, the bastard had been coveting it for a long time. The souls he liked to devour the most were not the dead people on the ghost road, as he was already tired of them. What he really wanted were fresh souls that had just died, or...
There is no dead soul.

Looking around, the "person" controlled by the bastard stood there timidly. In front of him, dozens of monsters were cleaning up the ruins, and some spirits were carrying injured monsters and placing them in a place for treatment. Soon, the sunflower queen Kuien noticed the "soul" at the gate, frowned, and said unhappily:
"Hey you···"

The moment the words fell, the man laughed.

The corners of his mouth were hooked behind his ears, and the blood oozing from his gums seemed to have life and was surging wildly. Countless twisted lines gathered in front of Kui En. The next second, Kui En was tightly wrapped in the blood, and his figure was completely obliterated.

"Kwai en!"

The mad lion was the first to react, its four claws glowing yellow, and the whole lion swept towards the man standing quietly like a sandstorm. The man did nothing, just smiled and watched the mad lion fall heavily to the ground like a rag.

"I'm fine!"

The dark and twisted light tore the cocoon of blood apart. Kuien fell to the ground, tumbling and saying in a panic, "Run! There's something wrong with him! Go find the king!"

The moment the words fell, a strange luster suddenly flashed across Kuien's body. Suddenly, her pupils shrank, and her whole body trembled wildly, as if her body was torn apart by some force.

The soul man gritted his teeth, picked up the dagger, ignored his own injuries, and rushed towards the strange man after disappearing.

puff.

The sound of blood and flesh flying everywhere made the soul man happy, but the suction force that followed made him bloodshot.

wrong!

The next second, the soul of the soul man flew away, and turned into pure nutrients and appeared in the man's mouth. The man opened his mouth, bit the remaining soul of the soul man, and swallowed him completely.

"soul!"

Sable cried out in fear, then she subconsciously activated her ability.

Dream!

In an instant, Sable dragged the soul of the man in front of her into her magic mirror.

Then, she saw the real underworld. Dead souls, overwhelming dead souls.

In what was originally her home turf, Zidane was overwhelmed by those evil spirits. The petite girl didn't even have time to breathe, as she was directly torn apart by countless hideous ghosts and then eaten.

"what!!!!!!"

With a miserable wail, the head of the unharmed sable suddenly shrank, and its entire body shattered like a torn soul.

"Haha."

With a creepy laugh, the man licked his lips in satisfaction.

The next second, his body was pierced by a slender hand and then exploded.

Holding the souls of the Soul Man and the Sable, Jiang Li gritted his teeth, raised his head, and stared at the strange existence made up of countless human head balloons in the air, with anger in his eyes.

Behind her, the ghost energy surged like a torrent. Facing the treacherous and twisted asshole, Jiang Li did not retreat at all. Because behind her were her subjects.

“If Jiang Li dies, this will become his dining table.”

Zhou Li carried Tang Wan and walked slowly with everyone to the stone steps not far away. They looked at Jiang Li who was confronting the asshole, and Zhou Li said, "If Jiang Li is not dead, her plan will make her extremely weak. At that time, the asshole will be lucky."

"A good meal?"

Tang Wan raised her head and said in surprise, "I'm hungry."

"How about I stir-fry some deer antlers for you?"

Touching the deer's horns, Zhou Li said calmly: "But what our asshole friend didn't expect is that he is now facing not the dead Jiang Li, nor the extremely weak Jiang Li."

boom!
With a heavy punch, he smashed the ghost energy into the body of the bastard. Looking at the twisted figure with its soul splattered everywhere, Jiang Li gritted his teeth, with raging anger burning in his eyes.

"It was facing an angry Jiang Li who had just managed to cheer himself up only to find out that a bastard had stolen his house."

If there were no Zhou Li, no Ying Yuan, no Zhuge Qing, no Tang Wan, and no Jiang Jiang, Jiang Li would be weak and powerless now. Because even if she resisted death, most of her soul would be devoured and she would be killed by the bastard in the end.

But it's different now.

When Ying Yuan put an end to the embodiment of death with one punch after another, Jiang Li retrieved her devoured soul and returned to her normal state. After leaving the soul world, Jiang Li was verbally abused by Ying Yuan again, and she realized her fundamental mistake, and her heart was filled with guilt towards the ghost realm.

And at this moment, you, a bastard, actually dared to come and steal my house. This is not just being arrogant, this is like an old lady hanging herself because there is no light in the toilet.

Death upon death.

"what's the situation?!"

Just then, the black cat woke up.

Being held in Zhou Li's arms, she shook her head like a daze and looked around.

"Hey? Zhuge Qing? Why are you here?"

"Hey? Old Tang, weren't you arrested?"

"Hey? Isn't this a stupid roe deer? Isn't it extinct yet?"

"Hey? Lord Ying Yuan!"

"Hey? What's going on?"

Black cat, sluggish. (End of this chapter)