Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Xiao Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I came to look for the blood of the Demon King to deliver him to the Fengdu Ghost King, so as to rescue one of my subordinates from The Underworld on the 18th floor."

"what?"

"You want to hand over the blood of the Demon King... to Fengdu Ghost King?!"

Xing Tian was so stupid at hearing that he almost jumped up, "No, this must not be done!"

"No one knows how powerful the Demon Sovereign is better than the Sajia."

"Even if this drop of blood contains only half of the Cultivation Base of the former Demon Emperor, it is far above the five ghost emperors of the underworld and the Ten Halls of Yama."

"The Fengdu Ghost King is also a villain with an improper mind. If it falls into his hands, then the entire underworld, and even the entire world, will have earth-shaking changes for it!"

"I don't care about these."

Xiao Lin shook his head and said lightly, "I just want to save my people, but nothing else."

Xing Tian was still full of anxiety: "But..."

"It's nothing."

Xiao Lin waved his hand and smiled, "Xing Tian, ​​perhaps in your eyes, my behavior is extremely naive and irresponsible, and it will even make you disappointed in me."

"But one day you will understand-in my mind, the safety of a person is better than the survival of a world."

After that, Xiao Lin took the blood of the Demon Emperor into his arms and walked out of the Realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

Looking at Xiao Lin's lonely and lonely back, Xing Tian was silent for a long time, but after all he followed.

Leaving Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, without the influence of the surrounding devilish energy, Xiao Lin effortlessly launched the technique of breaking the void and returned to the ghost city of Fengdu.

Naturally, Xing Tian could no longer follow him, but returned to the storage ring.

——With the devilish energy and majestic killing intent on his body, if he walks on the streets of Fengdu Ghost City, even if he does not take action, all ghosts wherever he goes will be scared to death.

Back in Fengdu Ghost City, Xiao Lin did not go to the Ghost King Palace for the first time, but returned to the inn where he had lived before.

Yun Siqing had previously experienced the massacre of the Protoss, and her appearance was jealous of the god Venus, leaving irreparable scars on her face, and her emotions were still shrouded in inferiority and fear.

I must pay close attention to her and take care of this fragile and broken heart.

However, as soon as Xiao Lin walked hundreds of meters away, he saw hundreds of ghosts gathered around the entrance of the inn, as if they were watching something lively, pointing towards the center of the crowd and talking.

"Oh, why is this little girl twisting? I really don't know what to do!"

"Little girl, just follow it. You can get the favor of Young Master Zhongli, but you can't cultivate for three lives!"

There was a bad premonition in Xiao Lin's heart. The Meteor strode forward, shuttled through the ghosts of the inner and outer layers, and came to the center of the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd stood dozens of celebrities. Cultivation Base was all around Chenggui, all dressed in bright red robes.

There is also a large sedan chair with red cloth clusters beside it, the kind used by people when they got married in ancient times.

At this moment, at the entrance of the inn, a young man who looked at his eighteen or nineteen-year-old idiots was sitting on a stool and licking sunflower seeds leisurely.

In front of him, two Jiadings were punching and kicking a woman, pulling and pulling her to force her onto the sedan chair.

This woman is Yun Siqing wearing a black hat and a black mask!

"Girl, don't be stubborn."

The son of the son spit the melon seeds on the ground and jokingly said: "The lady whom Zhong Liting has fancyed has never escaped from my palm."

"As long as you take care of me, I will make you my concubine, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. Isn't it much better than playing the piano and singing from door to door?"

In the face of Zhong Liting's coercion and temptation, Yun Siqing had no intention of compromise at all, clutching the door of the inn with both hands, his face was as desperate as gray.

"Dead girl, she's quite strong!"

Jiading spit on the ground, and directly stepped on Yun Siqing's slender five fingers.

"If you don't let go, daddy will chop off your hands with one knife, so you can't play the piano again!"

Yun Siqing's eyes were full of crystal tears, and even though her hands were trampled with blood, she still tremblingly clutched the door panel.

Jia Ding turned his head and cast an inquiring look at Zhong Liting: "Second Young Master, this..."

"Listen to you, cut it."

Zhong Liting jokingly said, "Anyway, Xiaoye just needs her body, it's useless to keep his hands."

"okay!"

Jia Ding grinned, and suddenly drew the machete from his waist, and the cold sharp blade pointed at Yun Siqing's wrist.

Just listened to a chuckle, blood spattered.

Everyone was gloating to watch the excitement, but the next second they were full of disbelief and rubbed their eyes involuntarily.

One of his hands flew out with blood spurting directly, and fell to the ground with a snap.

But it was not Yun Siqing's white hands that were cut and flew out, but the rough and big hands of this family holding a machete.

"what?!"

Everyone's eyes widened in amazement, and when they looked intently, Xiao Lin had appeared in the middle of the crowd like a ghost.

The palm of his hand was like a knife, and there was a trace of scarlet blood remaining on his little finger. Obviously, he did this incredible scene just now.

"you......."

Jia Ding trembled violently, trying to point Xiao Lin with his finger, but there was not even a finger left.

"What are you? Are you not convinced?"

A cold, murderous smile evoked from the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth. He directly grabbed Jia Ding by the neck and lifted him up like a little chicken.

"Kneel, kowtow, apologize..."

"Forget it, it seems that there is no value in asking you to apologize for such a brute scum."

After that, Ghost Qi emerged from Xiao Lin's fingertips, and instantly enveloped this person.

As everyone was watching in horror, the next second, this sturdy and burly family was wiped out in ashes, without a scream, nor a half-inch of bones.

When the man in front of him said something uncomfortable, he immediately started killing, instantly causing the interested onlookers around him to take a step back, all in silence.

This is the ghost town of Fengdu, but it's not the world. It is much harder to kill a ghost than to kill a person.

However, if the ghost of Fengdu Ghost City dies, the true form and spirit will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of reincarnation!

The sudden change made Zhong Liting unable to sit still. He jumped up from the stool and hid behind the others.

"who are you?!"

"Dare to take care of our Zhongli family's nostalgia, don't you want to live anymore!"

"Zhong Li family?"

Xiao Lin snorted and hugged Yun Siqing in his arms, holding it in his arms.

"Can Zhongli's family rob civilian girls and treat Fengdu ghost town as nothing?"

"Bold, how dare you hug the lady the little master is fond of!"

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