Apocalypse of a Hundred Demons: I Became the Strongest Demon Tamer

Chapter 139

When they left the valley, the young Wusheng followed.

Chen Qing always felt that this was not like an eight or nine-year-old child.

He kowtowed whenever he got the chance.

"Master, firstly, in ancient times, children took charge of the family early and started working at a young age. Secondly, most of the children in the opera garden were sold by their parents. They had to read people's faces since childhood and had developed the ability to read people's expressions. What's more, he must be older than he looks."

Chen Qing nodded and looked at the young martial artist following behind him: "How old are you?"

"I was eight years old when my master beat me to death. I don't know how many years I have been here."

The young martial artist smiled bitterly: "When I was still a 'born', I was muddle-headed and had no intelligence. When I became a martial artist, I had some intelligence and I can only remember about four or five years."

Chen Qing asked: "You have both old people and children in this profession, why are there no women?"

"I dare not! Opera actors are the lowest class, and they live by watching people's eyes wherever they go. If there is a woman, if she is a little bit attractive, it will be troublesome if she is noticed by others. Not to mention women, even the more delicate female roles are often harassed."

"Oh..."

Chen Qing suddenly realized.

It was really not easy for the ancients!

"Master, enemy attack!"

The voice of Wu Zhuangyuan came suddenly.

Chen Qing looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a black spot flying over from the horizon.

Seeing Wu Zhuangyuan wanted to make a move, Chen Qing waved his hand and said, "Don't act rashly."

After a while, a ghost with green skin and black hair flapped its wings and flew over the heads of the crowd.

What was surprising was that there were five similar ghosts hanging on each foot of this ghost with green skin and black hair.

Among them was a ghost, skinny and with big eyes, like a cartoon character.

"It's a Yaksha!"

Qianmian Niang immediately explained: "When they reach the evil ghost level, some Yakshas will become flying Yakshas, just like the one that just flew over. He may be dragging an ordinary Yaksha."

The royal family of Luoshahai City is Shura.

The three tribes of Rakshasa, Yaksha, and Dashi are the ruling class.

The east of the city where Chen Qing is located is the sphere of influence of Rakshasa, and there is basically no chance to see Yaksha.

"Yaksha and Rakshasas were mortal enemies, but were later defeated and ruled by Shura. But judging from the current situation, their relationship is probably not harmonious."

Qianmian Niang pondered and suddenly said, "Master, there was a Yaksha with big eyes just now. Did you notice it?"

"I saw it, what's the matter?"

"I heard that there is a kind of Yaksha that has the ability similar to clairvoyance. When it appears, it is the day when a treasure is born."

Chen Qing was very excited and went directly to the third floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Needless to say, Mai immediately knelt down and prayed to the sky.

Fortunately, the time flow rate here is ten times different from that in reality.

Otherwise, just drawing lots can kill him!

After a while, the prince shook out a lot:

Tai.

Chen Qing felt relieved and returned to the real world.

"Let's go! Let's go see what treasures there are."

The little martial artist came up: "Great Immortal, the boy can track!"

Chen Qing looked at him in surprise.

"Li Yuanba has a little magical power, called 'No mercy'. As long as I lock on to him, I can chase him across thousands of mountains and rivers."

No wonder he could chase me here.

No!

Chen Qing came to his senses: "Then you tracked me here to get me?"

"No, no, no, no, the immortal misunderstood! I locked on to the executioner."

This little magical power is quite useful.

Nodding: "Okay, you lead the way."

Put away all the ghost pets, and get on the flying horse with the little warrior, flying close to the ground.

The little warrior kept correcting the direction, and soon, a small village appeared in sight.

The sound of fighting and killing immediately came into his ears.

There was a Yaksha in the air, shooting arrows with a bow, and kept shooting arrows downwards.

Chen Qing quickly put away the flying horse and landed gently in the sorghum field.

"You go, this is the guide fee."

Chen Qing handed over a ghost-level ghost bead.

The young warrior didn't answer, and looked at Chen Qing earnestly: "I don't want any reward, I just want to follow you."

I've already said there's no position, why are you so stubborn!

The young warrior immediately said: "Great Immortal, please watch, although I'm small, I'm very strong!"

As he said that, he crouched and moved towards the battlefield.

"Hey, come back!"

Chen Qing lowered his voice.

But the young warrior was very fast and had already got to the front, and didn't hear what Chen Qing said.

Chen Qing secretly said that it was not good!

This guy saw me killing Luosha, I'm afraid he would regard Luosha Yasha as his mortal enemy!

But now my identity is special, when someone is present, I have to be an undercover

color.

He rushed forward in a hurry, but he could no longer see the figure of the little warrior.

"Fuck you!"

I clearly drew the "Thai" lot! !

"Ah!! Kill!!!"

"Damn it! Kill them!!"

"Fight! Let's fight them!!"

Chen Qing frowned!

Human voice!

Yaksha is fighting with humans?

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a man rushed out from the shadow of Gao Liang, holding a dagger in his backhand, and stabbed directly at Chen Qing's face!

Chen Qing frowned, and the speed of time was enhanced. The bronze sword was in his hand in an instant, and he easily avoided the dagger, and the tip of the sword pierced the throat of the man!

Under the speed of time, everything slowed down.

Chen Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide...

Lone Star!

This man turned out to be Lone Star!

The tip of the sword changed direction, changed from stabbing to slapping, and slapped him heavily on the face.

Snap!

Gu Xing's body fell to the side for more than ten meters, breaking and bending the sorghum on the ground.

Gu Xing ignored the pain and immediately jumped up, and saw Chen Qing.

His face changed: "Chen... Chen Qing!"

On the other side, the young martial artist shouted and had joined the battle!

Although he had not yet "entered the dream", he already had some power. The black and gold Peking Opera Li Yuanba's face appeared on his face. With the first punch, he killed a Yaksha.

Rakshasa has great strength and terrible defense.

And Yaksha has a slender body and is extremely agile. It looks like an Avatar.

Seeing Gu Xing in danger, several people rushed over. These people... turned out to be the Anti-Ghost Army!

Among them was an old acquaintance - Zhou Yangqiao!

Next to Zhou Yangqiao was a giant baboon, a plague ghost, and a floating lamp.

She was in the spirit realm, so she should have three ghost pets, plus a baboon.

What about the other one?

The baboon is a demon-level lecher. The plague ghost keeps dripping green liquid, which makes a hissing sound when dripping on the ground. It seems that it is not far from the evil spirit level "肓肓". ——The "肓肓" that is incurable.

But Chen Qing has never seen that lantern.

"Master, that lantern is a demon-level 'ghost lantern', called 'soul-guiding lantern'."

Zhou Yangqiao looked at Chen Qing coldly: "Chen Qing, it seems that being a traitor and a traitor is not bad!"

Chen Qing was silent.

Chen Qing's identity is the top secret in the Ghost Control Army, and only a few people know it.

Since the day he agreed to be an undercover, Chen Qing expected that there would be such a day, but when it really came, he was still very depressed.

Gu Xing's face was complicated: "Why?"

"I have worshipped power since I was a child, for only one reason: Rakshasas are stronger than humans."

Chen Qing sneered: "That's enough!"

A Yaksha in the sky drew his bow and aimed at Chen Qing and the others, watching everything in front of him.

Bang!

The shouting of the little martial artist continued: