Invincible from the start

Chapter 53

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The sky is clear, but the Nether Mountain is full of ghosts and clouds, and the whole Nether Mountain seems to be isolated from the world.

When Su Heng stepped into the boundary of Nether Mountain, he could clearly feel a cold aura coming from all around, and his vision became dim, like the dawn in the darkness, with only a faint light.

The ghostly aura was gloomy. Relying on psychic techniques, Su Heng felt faint soul fluctuations began to appear around him.

Gradually, a thick fog appeared, just like a splashed ink painting. A large phantom hand formed from the thick fog stretched out from Su Heng's back. At the same time as the hand stretched out, there was a shrill and strange cry. Like laughing like crying.

Su Heng was very calm, and took out a soul lock chain from the storage bag.

This cloth bag was exchanged for a chicken leg. Butcher Zhang has become Qijie, an eminent monk, and he will no longer be able to eat chicken legs, so this chicken leg is also a swan song for the current Qijie, which is naturally reflected. The value of the cloth bag is very precious...

It is very convenient for Su Heng to carry it with him now.

Once the soul chain is released, it is like throwing a stone in a calm lake. It seems small, but it brings fluctuations to the calm and flowing lake.

The big hands behind him paused obviously, as if they were very afraid, but Su Heng couldn't control that much, there was no reason to run when he came, so he turned around and waved his hands.

The soul lock chain rattled and turned into a black lightning bolt, penetrating through the thick fog, like a coiled snake, firmly locking the phantom's big hand.

"Damn it!" A hoarse voice came out of the thick fog, a little panicked.

The effect of the soul lock chain in the hands of different people is also different. In the hands of Su Heng, it naturally exerts the greatest effect.

Su Heng grabbed the other end of the chain and pulled it hard. The unknown existence hiding in the thick fog was also pulling in there, but he gave up soon.

The unknown existence in the dense fog gave up the fight, and Su Heng easily pulled the chain back.

It's an arm, without substance, with nothing but substance, but when you hold it in your hand, you can feel a light touch.

This arm doesn't look much different from ordinary people's arms, except that it looks a bit ugly, it's dark, and it's covered with all kinds of small and scattered colors, like moss growing in the corner of a wall after rain. throughout.

After losing an arm, the dense fog quickly receded, revealing the surrounding scene.

One after another, solitary graves stood up, and a tombstone was erected on the soil of each grave, and a few black ducks stayed on some of the monuments, neighing desolately.Surrounding it are old trees that are blackened from the body to the branches and leaves. The old trees are drooping and lifeless.

Su Heng knew this place, Mass Burial Mound, the predecessor of Nether Mountain.

"I know you, Su Heng, number one in the heaven list." A voice came from the sky above the mass grave, the voice was hoarse, and the direction of the voice could not be heard, only a thick black mist.

Su Heng was not too surprised. In Zhongzhou, there are too many people who know him. Almost every household has his portrait, especially in the homes of ordinary people. They often use his portrait to scare children, leaving a shadow in the childhood of countless children. ...

The most important thing is that because of these people's actions, in the future, these children may resist the handsome face in the portrait when they grow up, and think that those who grow up like this are ugly people and evil-hearted people. This is actually the reason why Su Heng has been single...

"This king has no grievances with you. I don't know why Master Su came to my Nether Mountain? He even hurt my arm." The owner of the voice in the thick fog was a little frightened and angry. He was also an ordinary person before his death. , was already dead and buried in a mass grave, but after a rain of blood, he came back to life, crawled out of the grave, and gained amazing strength, but his facial features became a little bit Weird, and his body shape began to appear false and solid, and he was afraid of seeing the light.

The virtual body made him very worried, worried that one day his body would disappear completely, until one day he discovered that eating human flesh and blood could delay the body's transformation, and since then he has embarked on a road of no return, and he was the first to attack The target was also the village where he was born and raised back then, and all the people in a village were sucked clean by him.

Before he was alive, he was just an ordinary person who already knew the name of Su Heng, the leader of the Demon Cult who was number one in the Heaven Rankings. Now that he is dead, although he has gained unimaginable abilities, after just a short fight, he realized the gap and wanted to escape from this place.

Su Heng didn't know that this Nether Ghost King thought about a lot of things, but he brainwashed the congregation all day long, saying that he is famous for being a teacher in everything. Since people asked, he must give a good excuse. Su Heng thought for a while and said: " I have never seen a ghost, but I was just curious and wanted to catch one and go back to study it. If you go back with me honestly, I promise to save your life."

Su Heng's words are from the bottom of his heart. Master Qin also told him before, let him pay attention, catch a ghost and come back for research. Since it is the research object, it must not hurt its life, and it must be carefully raised so that it will not be killed. Master Qin overdid the experiment that day, and accidentally killed him.

The Nether Ghost King doesn't believe in these lies, and uses them to deceive ghosts, which is an insult to ghosts' IQ...

Everyone is so busy now. As the leader of a sect, how much time do you have to come here to catch ghosts and go back to study? Most likely, you see yourself hiding in the thick fog and he can't find it, so you want to coax yourself out.

Thinking that No. 1 in the Tianbang has nothing to do with him, the Nether Ghost King feels honored, and the joy in his heart is beyond words. After waking up, he finds that he is connected with this mass grave and is closely related. His natal magic weapon, especially at night, is even more powerful. As long as it is night, he can summon the lonely ghosts in the lonely grave to help him in the battle, and maybe he can kill this so-called angel at that time. List No.1.

The ghost king became more and more complacent as he thought about it, and his hoarse voice let out wild and complacent laughter: "Su Heng, so what if you are number one on the list? This mass grave is my natal magic weapon, and I am hiding in this fog , what can you do to me?"

"Don't run away if you have the ability. At night, this king will be gesticulating with you."

The magic weapon of fate?Su Heng only memorized this sentence, and then suddenly realized that he was thinking about how to break through the thick fog and find out the mouse hiding behind. Since it is a magic weapon, it will be easy to handle.

Su Heng took out a red lantern from the storage bag, engraved with the word "lucky".

The red lanterns glowed faintly red in the thick fog.Su Heng held the lantern and shook it, only to hear a miserable cry from within the dense fog. The dense fog suddenly dispersed, and the mass grave began to shrink, and finally turned into a palm-sized spiritual weapon, which fell steadily to Su Heng. hands.

The Nether Ghost King, who had only one arm left, also appeared, his face full of horror.

(End of this chapter)