Infinite Script Killing

"Oh!"

The people on the sidelines looked at the gatekeeper's headless body falling to the ground, and their expressions suddenly changed with fear.

A few cleverly noticed something was wrong, and their first reaction was not to shout, but to run towards the door.

"We can't go, this road is blocked!"

Since the four old men were taking action, there was no chance of anyone escaping. One old man nodded the crutch in his hand, and wisps of black mist poured out from under the crutch.

Several people were about to run to the door, but suddenly their feet sank, and they found that they could no longer run, and their feet seemed to be frozen in place.

When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the soles of his feet were entangled with a black mist. Just when he was horrified at what it was, he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He subconsciously turned around to look, but as soon as he turned around, his eyes suddenly turned dark. , the person fell to the ground without breathing.

Poisons, curses, spells, and spells, the four old men each showed their magical powers and stood in front of the door, like plague gods, killing people or ghosts on sight.

"Hiss!! Are these four old guys crazy??"

Ji Feiyu hid in the corner and watched the four old men killing each other, killing both humans and ghosts. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Although the ghost market is not peaceful, every place has its own rules. Killing an individual for personal grudges is not a big deal, but killing people all the way through the door is completely different.

"Woo!!"

As soon as the four people took action, a deep horn sound echoed in the huge ghost market, and Ji Feiyu felt that the surrounding light suddenly brightened.

Looking up, Ji Feiyu was immediately dumbfounded.

I saw the huge lantern above my head rising slowly, and the black and white stripes on the lantern flashed, revealing the appearance of a wellhead.

What was even weirder was that he found that the black mist surrounding the ghosts disappeared when illuminated by the light.

This discovery immediately frightened Ji Feiyu.

That black mist is the mark of the underworld on the ghosts. It is said that there is a bell at the entrance of the underworld. When the bell rings, these ghosts with the mark on their bodies, whether willingly or not, will be taken back to the underworld and will not be allowed to stay in the earth for a while. .

And this black mist is also a kind of passport.

There is a door god posted on the door of every house. The door god protects all evil spirits and forces them to retreat. If the ghost wants to go home, the door god sees the black mist on it and naturally lets it in.

But if this black mist disappears... let alone go home, it will be a lonely ghost, and no one will care about it even if it is destroyed.

In the huge ghost market right now, there are at least tens of thousands of ghosts who have returned from the underworld. The black mist on so many ghosts has disappeared. What is going to happen? ? ?

Although Ji Feiyu had not left the profession, he was surrounded by his master and had seen a lot in the ghost market. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt like a disaster was imminent.

He was very panicked now, his heart was beating loudly, as if jumping into his throat, his head was buzzing every time, and he was not sure whether he was right or wrong to come out this time.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the guy next to him. When he saw that there was nothing unusual about that thin face, Ji Feiyu felt at ease for a moment.

"Wait!"

At this time, Xu Tong suddenly stood up and was about to walk out. Ji Feiyu was startled and hurried to pull him away, but he was a step too late. Xu Tongren had already walked out of the corner. Ji Feiyu was so anxious that he danced behind him: "Hey, don't go forward. What are you doing? You don’t want to die!!"

However, Xu Tong turned a deaf ear to this, his figure clung to the wall as silently as a ghost, and moved toward the four people in front of the door.

"It's so happy, so happy!!"

The four old men in front of the door were killing with all their heart, and they had never felt happier. They had worked hard all their lives, and there were not many opportunities to actually take action. As time went by, and now, there was no possibility for them to do it easily.

If they attract the attention of the authorities, their ten lives will not be enough. After all, compared to magic, guns and bullets are the real weapons in the world.

What's more, if we really transfer those veterans who have come off the battlefield, whether their magic can be effective is another matter.

Now they can let go and express all they have learned throughout their lives, and it feels great.

It's like you've worked hard to level up, stayed up all night to clear dungeons, and after maxing out your levels and equipment, you finally come to the Novice Village, with each skill and one kid, and whoever uses it will know the joy.

"stop!!"

The four of them were getting ready to kill when they suddenly saw a figure rushing towards them.

Upon closer inspection, the four of them immediately became happy. They saw a thin guy, no more than twelve or thirteen years old. If they looked closely, they found that this kid had a hole in his chest. He was obviously just a ghost.

It's ridiculous that a little ghost dared to rush towards them instead of running away when they saw them.

"You're seeking your own death! It doesn't matter, it seems like you didn't have the chance to be reincarnated."

The old man with the birthmark on his face was called Yang Wantu. When he saw this, he sneered and slowly raised the bag in his hand. He saw that there were already five or six human heads in the bag.

There are both men and women, there are people and ghosts, and what's even weirder is that these heads seem to be conscious, and they are wailing with their mouths wide open.

Yang Wantu pointed the bag at the child, threw it at him, and shouted excitedly: "One more!"

The little boy looked at the cloth bag under the hood, and an arm holding a sharp knife poked out. His face changed, but he did not retreat. He grabbed his hands in the air, and unexpectedly pulled out a red-tasseled spear, which he pointed at the cloth bag. Prick inside.

A murderous aura suddenly flashed from the spear, and it actually poked a hole in the bag.

It was unexpected that such a young child could have such a strong murderous aura. The bag was pierced immediately, and there was a scream from inside that was neither a man nor a woman. There was a clang, and the gleaming silver blade came out of the bag. fell out.

The child flicked the spear and threw the bag to the ground, with red tassels floating in the air. The child glared at the four old men. Although he was young, his chest was straight. He pointed at the old man and said: "You traitors, you are actually You are not even worthy of being a human being if you kill your own compatriots."

Yang Wantu didn't take this kid seriously at all, but it was obvious that a hole had been poked out of his treasure. His facial features were all twisted together, and he was shocked and angry.

He ignored the child's words and just beat his chest and screamed: "Ah, my Qiankun man's treasure bag!"

"You can't tell, this is the soul of Hai Lengzi!"

Another old man named Chai Le flashed a cold light in his eyes. He stepped forward to stop Yang Wantu and said: "This is a good thing. It has the soul of a hero with meritorious deeds. Normally, the underworld will not let them return to the sun easily, but we actually encountered it today, ha." Haha, what luck, let me catch it and refine another magic weapon!"

"Hmph, I'm giving you an advantage, you old guy. It's just that my Qiankun Man's treasure bag was ruined by this kid. You have to give me some vent!"

Yang Wantu looked at the torn bag on the ground. After the bag was punctured, a large amount of black blood flowed out, which made Yang Wantu feel pain. It took him ten years to make this bag. It was so destroyed.

"Hahahaha, brother Yang, this is also bad luck. When your Qiankunren treasure bag met this kid, it was like ice thrown into the stove. Forget it, the old ones won't go away and the new ones won't Come, watch me catch this kid and let you vent your anger!"

Chai Le laughed and walked forward. He glanced sideways at the kid with a greedy look in his eyes. He moved the crutch in his hand to the sole of his foot, and suddenly black mist surged towards the kid.

"kill!!"

Seeing the black mist approaching, the child not only did not retreat, but his young face showed no fear, and his black and white eyes flashed with murderous intent, as if there was a ball of fire beating, giving people an unstoppable feeling in an instant. Brave, he raised his spear and rushed towards the black mist.

It's just that since Chai Le took action, how could he be unintentional? He raised the corner of his mouth and squeezed the seal with his fingers, and the black mist turned into thick smoke and swallowed up the thin figure.

The black smoke was billowing, giving people a feeling like glue, which was solidifying rapidly. No matter how hard he tried to rush inside, he could not break out. Instead, his body became heavier and heavier, as if he was being sealed inside.

"Hehehe, my black water mine cannot be broken by just you and your courage. Just stay inside and wait until today's business is over. I will train you well!"

After Chai Le finished speaking, he and the other three burst into laughter.

The joy of doing evil is really addictive and addictive.

While the four of them were laughing innocently, they suddenly noticed a murderous aura that gripped people's minds. Yang Wantu looked up in horror. As he looked, he saw a sharp figure in the darkness in the distance, with a ferocious smile on his thin face.

The cold eyes are like a cheetah that has successfully sneaked into the hunting range. The blue fire is reflected in the pupils. The hands are spread out. Two evil flames of completely different natures are burning, like a ball of strange fire meteors in the darkness. Rush over to them quickly.

"It's... it's... it's him!!"

The moment he saw Xu Tong, Yang Wantu was horrified. He screamed and pointed at Xu Tong, his trembling mouth unable to finish his words.

After finally shouting out the words, Xu Tong's people were already close at hand.

With the blessing of the skill Leopard Attack, he was so fast that he stepped on a pool of blood. The blood splashed in all directions and boiled in the air.

With the force of this step, his whole body flew up like a hunting falcon, black and blue flames were stored in his fists, and he punched the nearest Chai Le.

Facing the terrifying fire that seemed like a scourge, Chai Le screamed and raised the crutch in his hand across his chest.

Unexpectedly, Xu Tong suddenly withdrew his fists, stepped on the crutches, and jumped over Chai Le again. He was hanging upside down in the air, and reached out to grab Chai Le's white head.

Immediately, demonic flames and corrosive fires erupted in the palm of his hand at the same time. Chai Le didn't even have time to scream. His head was instantly swallowed up by the flames, and the flesh on his face shrank rapidly. By the time Xu Tong fell to the ground, his head was only The skeleton remains.