Reborn Wild Boar: What's wrong with eating a few single people?

Nameless barren mountain.

After a brutal fight, Fang Tianba, who had broken his arm, fled in panic surrounded by more than a dozen loyal guards.

The corpses of Tianwuwei were lying all over the mountain, and the scene was extremely tragic.

At a glance, there were at least a hundred corpses, and the rest of the Tianwu Guards who were lucky enough to survive had already fled in all directions and were nowhere to be seen.

Zhu Ganglie chased for a while, then stopped pursuing, and instead dragged all the corpses of Tianwuwei to the top of the barren mountain, opened the pig's belly, and began to devour the fresh flesh and blood unscrupulously.

As time passed, the mountain of corpses in front of us gradually decreased, and each corpse turned into white bones.

At the same time, Zhu Ganglie's Taoism also grew rapidly and his strength continued to improve.

The bloody demonic aura emanating from his body is getting stronger and stronger. Even from a long distance, you can still feel the pungent bloody smell and powerful demonic aura.

Three days and three nights later.

The mountain of corpses on the barren mountain was completely reduced to a mountain of bones. Zhu Ganglie's Taoism had grown to about three hundred years, and his demonic essence became more and more solid.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, how pitiful! What a pity!"

A voice of compassion suddenly sounded in Zhu Ganglie's ears, as if coming from the nine heavens, full of emotions of compassion for heaven and humanity.

Among the bones, Zhu Ganglie, who was resting in a pile of bones, suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.

A thin, middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a gray robe appeared quietly in front of the pile of corpses, like a ghost, which made people feel chilled.

Although this man had a compassionate look on his face, his eyes revealed a bit of evil light, giving people a very evil feeling, and he did not look like an upright monk.

After seeing the figure of this Taoist, Zhu Ganglie suddenly stood up from the pile of bones as if facing a formidable enemy. Pig hairs stood on end all over his body, and his eyes shone with vigilance and hostility.

With his more than three hundred years of Taoism, he was unable to notice how this Taoist appeared in front of him, which made him secretly surprised.

This lack of response is enough to show that this Taoist's cultivation level is not weaker than his own.

"Unfortunate, poor man, along the way, everywhere you look is littered with corpses and bones. It's all the murder you committed. It's so cruel."

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes flashed as he looked at Zhu Ganglie, who had a cautious expression on the pile of bones. He spoke calmly and slowly, but there was a hint of subtle cunning in his eyes.

Zhu Ganglie narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "Where did you come from, a wild Taoist? Why does Zhu need your wild Taoist guidance to do things? He just eats a few people. What does it have to do with you? Leave quickly, otherwise, Zhu will even kill you." Swallowed it all together."

A thunderous voice came from Zhu Ganglie's mouth, with a strong hint of threat.

The middle-aged Taoist was unmoved. Instead, he smiled slightly and continued.

"You have just transformed into a little demon. Didn't you know that this world is dangerous? You don't know that such people are angry with both humans and gods, and are harmful to the world. Sooner or later, they will be killed by the righteous monks. I am very heartbroken. I think it will be difficult for you to transform, so I want to save the life of you, a little demon." , are you willing to worship me as your teacher, practice with me, and become Pindao’s great disciple?”

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie's eyebrows narrowed, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that this Taoist wanted to take him as his disciple and serve him as a slave.

This man doesn't look like a good person. To put it mildly, he accepts him as his disciple, but secretly he accepts him as a demon slave, and he doesn't know what bad intentions he hides.

Zhu Ganglie was born into the demon clan and has a strong demon heart. In the future, he will be a great demon who will stand upright. How can a great demon be subordinate to others? Naturally, he does not want to be driven as a slave by others.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglie snorted coldly, his tone cold and authentic.

"Hmph! Even a little Taoist like you is trying to subdue this demon. It's simply wishful thinking! This demon is used to being free. How can he be enslaved by others? If you are wise, get out of here, otherwise Zhu will be rude!"

After speaking, Zhu Ganglie exuded a powerful demonic aura, and he was obviously ready to fight.

The middle-aged Taoist laughed and didn't take Zhu Gang's performance seriously.

"Since you don't listen to Pindao's words, Pindao also knows some magic skills, so that you, a wicked person, can know what Pindao is capable of. It will be your blessing to accept you as your apprentice."

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie didn't say much anymore. This Taoist was determined to recruit him, so let's do it once and see what this Taoist is capable of.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglie's heart suddenly moved, and he no longer hesitated. The monster energy surged all over his body, and the huge beast body suddenly pounced forward, showing strong strength and determination.

At this moment, he transformed on the spot into a burly pig-headed humanoid monster holding a bloody knife.

Zhu Ganglie's figure became taller and more powerful, holding a bloody long knife in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light.

His eyes were full of fighting will, and the demonic aura rolled around him like a raging torrent.

He raised his bloody knife and charged straight towards the middle-aged Taoist in front with determination.

In an instant, a half-foot-long blood-red sword light roared out from the blood knife in Zhu Ganglie's hand, and went straight towards the middle-aged Taoist with a violent and bloody sword.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, with extraordinary momentum.

However, facing such a ferocious blow, the middle-aged Taoist showed no fear at all.

On the contrary, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if he was confident in his own strength.

He gently raised his finger and pointed at Zhu Ganglie.

At this moment, a mysterious light flew out of the middle-aged Taoist's cuff, and in the blink of an eye turned into a long sword exuding black evil energy.

This long sword was like a black dragon, circling and dancing in the air, and then stabbed at the blood-red demon sword in Zhu Ganglie's hand at an astonishing speed.

When the black magic sword and the blood-red demon sword collided, a crisp "click" sound was heard.

A huge force was instantly transmitted to Zhu Ganglie's arm, causing him to feel a violent vibration.

He held the hilt tightly, but still could not resist the powerful impact.

As time passed, cracks began to appear on the blood sword transformed by the demon essence in Zhu Ganglie's hand.

These cracks spread rapidly, forming a series of fine cracks like spider webs.

Finally, within a few breaths, the blood sword completely shattered and turned into dissipated demonic energy.

Zhu Ganglie's face changed, and he was shocked.

This Taoist priest is so strong! He actually smashed his demon sword with just one sword.

With a flash of his eyes, Zhu Ganglie's body was filled with demon mist, and he turned into a group of scarlet demon clouds and flew towards the direction of Black Mountain.

He was very arrogant, but his brain was not stupid. Unlike some muscular monsters, they were stubborn and liked to fight to the death. Since they couldn't beat him, they would run away.

Seeing Zhu Ganglie trying to escape, the middle-aged Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand to touch the void in front of him again.

In an instant, the circling black magic sword turned into a thick black chain, like a swimming spirit snake, entangled on Zhu Ganglie's body.

Zhu Ganglie, whose body was entangled by the black chain, seemed to be trapped by a thick black python. He couldn't move in an instant. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the black chain.

"Wulian Tianzun, evil beast, I will ask you one last time, are you willing to be my disciple?"

The middle-aged Taoist asked silently with a trace of evil on his face.

If Zhu Ganglie didn't agree, the middle-aged Taoist didn't mind killing him and subduing the demon.

After all, the middle-aged Taoist's original intention was to go to Heishan to subdue another monster, and meeting Zhu Ganglie was purely accidental.