I am your natural enemy

Pei Tugou looked at the ghosts all over the ground, as well as the ghosts that had just walked out of Lao Zhao's house, and grinned.

"I promised Wen Yan that I would protect the house. My daughter has to go to school tomorrow, and my son just fell asleep. I can't disturb them. I'm not in a good mood, and I can't make too much noise..."

The more Pei Tugou talked, the happier he laughed. He held a blood rope that was obviously much thicker in one hand, and the exponentially expanding Yin Qi around him was forcibly suppressed by the cold murderous aura in an instant.

Blood ropes that were thinner by one level continued to appear around, like blood snakes with their heads raised.

Just as the murderous aura that had been suppressed for a long time began to rise exponentially, the number of thinner blood ropes also began to rise exponentially.

The blood and murderous aura continued to condense and materialize, and the blood ropes quickly entangled with each other, as if they were woven into a big net.

The bloody and murderous net, with the backyard of Wen Yan's house as the boundary, expanded horizontally and wrapped the entire Zhao family inside.

The net covered a range of ten meters around. The blood ropes intertwined and rose into the air, and converged ten meters above the head, turning into a blood-colored net, covering the ground.

As the blood rope net was woven, when looking outside through this net, everything outside was only black, white and red, and all the sounds outside seemed to be isolated.

The special ghost in charge of transportation was killed in the blood net, and a large number of ghost monsters exploded. They had no intention of fighting with Pei Tugou.

They intended to attack, but were trapped by the blood net with large mesh that seemed to be easy to pass through. Now they were all surrounded by Pei Tugou.

The ghost who walked out of Lao Zhao's house on all fours, facing this situation, still had the same strange smile on his face as the guy who was hanged just now, and repeated the words with a slightly strange accent in his mouth.

"Can you kill me? Can you kill them all?"

The blood rope was suddenly put around the necks of these strange transport ghosts, and then it was suddenly tightened, hanging up all the new transport ghosts and hanging them on the blood net cover.

The blood color was steaming, and drops of blood began to appear on the ground, and the murderous aura here began to rise continuously.

A transport ghost was hanged to death, and his body immediately began to swell and explode, and dozens to more than a hundred strange ghosts burst out in one breath.

Those ghosts were full of extremely strong yin energy, just constantly attacking the blood net, and they didn't care about being killed. They just wanted to rush out and rush into this world, a world full of high-quality souls, but their strength was very weak.

A large number of ghosts attacked the blood net, and the area covered by the blood net gradually expanded, but these ghosts didn't seem to notice that the scene outside seen through the mesh of the blood net had never changed.

Even if the blood net was expanding, everything outside seemed to still maintain the original range of the blood net.

A ghost with sharp claws was hung up by the blood rope that fell. It struggled hard, but its claws could not tear the blood rope. The more it struggled, the greater the force it endured.

When it was completely hanged to death, it could no longer keep its mouth shut. Its mouth twisted and a piece of black mud fell from its mouth and fell to the ground.

Pei Tugou was hanged very quickly, but the number of ghosts bursting out of the transport ghost after it was hanged was also rising rapidly.

The transport ghosts coming out of Lao Zhao's house were also coming out in a continuous stream.

The sky constructed by the blood net has expanded to a range of more than 100 meters. The blood dripping on the ground has begun to gather into a stream and turned into small puddles.

The smile on Pei Tugou's face became more and more intense, and the murderous aura became stronger and stronger. In the whites of his eyes, a trace of black and red gradually emerged from the edge, eroding the whites of his eyes.

The transport ghosts who kept walking out of Lao Zhao's house were still saying that sentence, leading Pei Tugou to kill.

The more Pei Tugou killed, the happier the transport ghost became.

"Kill, kill, just like that, keep killing."

Seeing that the efficiency was not enough, Pei Tugou held the thickest blood rope in one hand, and shook his wrist, and saw a blood rope flying out, quickly passing through the ghost group, the blood rope kept twisting, and tied a knot on the neck of every ghost along the way.

A blood rope, constantly extending, constantly taking shape, rolled up dozens of ghosts in one breath, those ghosts kept struggling, and their struggling strength was all used by the blood rope.

The struggle of the ghost on the left strangled the ghost on the right.

In just a dozen seconds, dozens of ghosts were strangled to death.

And the whites in Pei Tugou's eyes became less and less, and the black and red power had almost eroded all his whites.

He could see that every transport ghost seemed to have the same consciousness, and the other party didn't care about the death of a single transport ghost at all, but just kept exploding soldiers.

Seeing that the white in Pei Tugou's eyes was getting less and less, and his movements were getting bigger and bigger, the Transport Ghost laughed very happily.

"Hurry up and kill, see how many you can kill, kill... kill..."

When the white in Pei Tugou's eyes completely disappeared, the hemisphere constructed by the entire blood net, which was inverted on the ground, had expanded to 200 to 300 meters.

This place was densely filled with ghosts released by the Transport Ghost. The ghosts strangled on the ground, like the ghosts hung by Pei Tugou before, did not dissipate, and all piled up on the ground like corpses.

Pei Tugou's movements suddenly paused, lowered his head, and stopped.

A new transport ghost who came out of Lao Zhao's house laughed even more wildly, and he continued to ask the original question.

"Can you kill me? How many can you kill?"

Within a few hundred meters, the bodies of ghosts piled up like a mountain, and the ghosts hanging above their heads were like densely planted bellflowers in summer. The blood on the ground had completely covered the ground, and half of the bodies of many ghosts were soaked in blood.

Pei Tugou seemed to be soaked in blood. He slowly raised his head with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"I'm counting, what are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to become my people after killing enough ghosts. The ghosts I brought are all my slaves. What I like most is that they are killed by people. As long as enough are killed, the things that kill them will become my new slaves. I like you very much. You actually killed so many before reaching the limit."

The transport ghost replied naturally, with a tone full of admiration.

Pei Tugou stretched out his hand, a hand that was completely stained with blood, covering his own face.

The hand seemed to be illusory, and it sank directly into his own head, and then the murderous aura on his body suddenly surged.

He pulled his hand outward, and in a flash, he pulled something out of his own head with one hand.

The thing also looked like Pei Tugou, but his eyes were bloodshot, and there was no intelligence in his eyes, only madness.

Pei Tugou pinched the neck of the thing with one hand and lifted it up.

"Are you waiting for this thing?"

The happy smile on the face of the transport ghost finally froze.

Pei Tugou grabbed the air with his other hand, and a blood rope flew up from the blood puddle on the ground. He put the blood rope around the neck of the guy who looked exactly like him, grabbed the two ends of the blood rope with both hands, and tightened it suddenly.

"Just now it was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. It's appropriate to kill myself as the ten thousandth one."

His arms suddenly expanded, and his two hands tightened suddenly. With the creepy sound of breaking, the guy who was forcibly pulled out of his body and looked exactly like him was strangled to death.

There is nothing that cannot be killed. If you don't kill it, it just means that your strength is not enough.

After strangling the guy, Pei Tugou casually threw his body on the ground. He stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of blood in the underground pool, picked up the thickest blood rope, and walked step by step towards the newly appeared transport ghost.

As he took a step forward, the blood network that constructed this area disappeared in an instant.

Under his feet was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, stretching as far as the eye could see. In addition to these ghosts, you can also see that in this sea of ​​blood and corpses, there are also evil ghosts killed by Pei Tugou before, and street lamp pendants that were once hanged on the road, which also appeared here.

The old Zhao family has also disappeared, leaving only these ghosts.

After raising it for so long, accumulating strength bit by bit, today he finally killed to his heart's content and killed the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that belonged to him.

He walked to the front of the transport ghost, and slowly put the blood rope around the neck of the transport ghost.

"What kind of monster are you?" The transport ghost raised his head and looked at Pei Tugou. He had given up the meaningless resistance. It was meaningless to resist at this time.

It couldn't understand why someone could still maintain his sanity after such a killing spree.

In all its information reserves, there has never been any kind of creature whose eyes could still maintain the original appearance after such a killing.

It was indeed not wrong. For any intelligent creature, pressing a button and strangling another creature with a rope by hand are completely different feelings and effects.

Pei Tugou is naturally not immune to negative effects, but Pei Tugou killed that part of himself, so he could naturally get rid of the innate side effects and the side effects brought by the ability of the transport ghost.

As the saying goes, when a person dies, the way disappears. When a person dies, the effect of the ability will naturally disappear. It's a very simple truth.

Facing the words of the transport ghost, Pei Tugou held the blood rope and exerted force.

"They call me an honest man."

As Pei Tugou stood on the sea of ​​blood and corpses and exerted force in his hands, the sea of ​​blood began to churn.

He used all his strength, and it didn't look as easy as before. He felt very strenuous, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

As he exerted force, the transport ghost who was still going up on the road below Lao Zhao's house suddenly stopped.

The transport ghost who had not yet reached the main intersection in the underworld also stopped.

They did the same action in unison, they stretched out their hands and touched their necks.

Circles of blood appeared there, as if a rope appeared out of thin air and strangled their necks.

Pei Tugou stood in the sea of ​​blood that had just accumulated more than 10,000 heads. This was his domain, the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

What he wanted to kill now was the transport ghost, not just the one in his hand, but also its consciousness. No matter how fancy it was, it would be enough to wipe out its consciousness and kill its body.

The transport ghost hadn't figured out that it was facing a guy who became ridiculously stronger the more he was pushed into a corner.

Pei Tugou didn't understand all the fancy tricks, he just knew he had to kill this guy.

He roared and exerted force, his muscles bulged, veins exposed, and his clothes were torn apart.

The transport ghost instinctively reached out his hand, trying to get some air that it didn't need.

It felt that Pei Tugou had completed his promotion and qualitative change. This was really killing it, killing its consciousness, pointing directly to the essence, rather than just killing this body that could be discarded at any time.

Its consciousness was trapped in this body and could not leave. Perhaps other parts were also affected.

It began to make its last struggle and spoke with difficulty.

"If you kill me, my slaves will completely lose control and will completely build the road.

The things in each of their mouths are from the black soil of your world.

A mountain in the Yin domain that once fell into our place.

Only I, only I can control my slaves, you kill me.

They will execute the last order and completely pave the road to your world."

"Oh."

Pei Tugou laughed grimly, his waist was slightly hunched, the blood rope made a creaking sound as if it was about to break, and the sound of transporting ghosts stopped abruptly.

With a loud bang, the body of the transport ghost suddenly exploded, and hundreds of monster ghosts spewed out. Those monsters all opened their mouths and roared.

Black mud balls fell out of their mouths.

Pei Tugou loosened the blood rope and stood in the sea of ​​blood, panting. He didn't move, and dense blood ropes emerged from the sea of ​​blood, binding the ghosts here by themselves, and then strung them together, letting them strangle themselves.

At the same time, on the road leading to Lao Zhao's house in the underworld, a bunch of monster ghosts exploded. After spitting out the black mud in their mouths, they seemed to be rejected by the world. They fell to the side of the road one after another.

And those monster ghosts in the underworld were thrown directly into the underworld as the transport ghost exploded. They moved forward along the road and did not try to go to Lao Zhao's house by themselves and come to the world.

Their crossing was not completed, and now they have no chance, just like countless ghosts in the underworld. Only by relying on themselves, even if the main road is right there, only a few ghosts with particularly deep obsessions can walk out of the main road.

The black mud in their mouths from the present world is not enough.

So, they all follow the last order of the transport ghost.

When passing the main road, they did not turn right, but turned left directly and entered the dead end on the left.

At the end of the dead end, several three-inch tall ghosts finally waited for the things behind to come, and one of them screamed and cursed.

"What are you doing, the king? Why are you so slow? We are all trapped here and can't turn back. Why don't you pave the road quickly?"

No one of these monster ghosts said back, nor did they say that their masters actually wanted to eat a bite first, take some benefits first, and quickly increase their strength, but they didn't expect that they would die in the end.

These monster ghosts can't understand how their masters died. They only remember the last order.

The monster came to the end of the dead-end road, opened its mouth and spit out a piece of black mud from its mouth, rolling into the darkness in front, and the monster itself jumped into the darkness and disappeared.

One by one, the monster ghosts came forward, constantly spitting out black mud balls into the darkness, and gradually, the dead-end road was seen extending towards the darkness in front little by little.

Every time it extended a little, you could see a little more.

A dark dirt road, next to the dead-end road, extended forward.

They waited for a long time, worked hard, exchanged information, and finally found a chance following the original trend.

With the help of the mountains from the Yinyu in the present world, the mud from there, and the monster ghosts from the wilderness, they paved the way.

As long as the road was paved, they could leave that cold and dead place without vitality and come to the legendary world full of delicious souls.

A large number of monster ghosts went to die, led by black mud and paved the way with flesh and blood.

The dark dirt road stretched all the way into the darkness.

In the darkness, the sound of rushing water began to get louder and louder.

Several three-inch-tall little men stood on both sides of the black dirt road and moved forward along with the paving.

At the main intersection, Pei Tugou was killing like crazy, while on the other side, the old Taoist priest was also killing people in the cracks of the sea of ​​clouds. However, the old Taoist priest could not even see blood, so he was naturally not under any pressure and his mind was not affected at all.

On the other side, Prince Zhu had closed most of the gates of the Rakshasa Ghost Market, leaving only the last gate leading to Guanzhong County.

The third uncle of Fuyu Mountain went down the mountain, driving the car without stopping all the way, and took Brother Jian to kill people.

The monsters in the northeast were fighting in the mountains, and the roar of artillery fire continued.

In the 800-mile yellow sand of Xiyu County, Lao Meng, who was squatting in the detention center before, rode a camel and walked in it. As he walked, he sprinkled the newly sprouted wheat sprouts.

"I'm here to save you. Don't make trouble. Go back and have a good rest."

The wheat sprouts fell into the desert and sank silently into the sand and disappeared.

The members of the Lieyang Tribe who followed Lao Meng looked at the tablet in their hands. The tablet showed that they were surrounded by dense red dots. The field staff silently turned off the warning sound and just watched the red dots appear and disappear.

Near Fengdu, a Taoist priest from Qingcheng walked forward with his eyes covered. Behind him, there was a ghost who was at least two meters thirty-four tall, thin and tall, wearing a hat to cover his face, and had a sinister aura.

All of this was provided by the Lieyang Tribe behind to provide intelligence support and logistical support.

Near Decheng, the real Tuoba Martial God Zhang Xuewen, under the pretext of fishing, forced his wife to go back to sleep. He looked at his phone and waited quietly.

But no one has paid attention to him yet, as if he is not needed at all. He actually doesn't quite understand why Wen Yan asked him to come over.

And many people thought that the "Tuoba Martial God" Wen Yan, who was dead, had already left the Huai River.

Of course, he couldn't stay in the Huai River, but he couldn't get out of the water directly. If he went out, he would probably be discovered.

So, he shamelessly asked for some help from Shuijun, and Shuijun sent him directly from the Huai River to the East China Sea.

Because the Huai River now, although there is no large estuary formed by nature, the artificially excavated part does have an irrigation canal that can lead directly to the sea.

Wen Yan emerged from the sea and took out his phone and received messages, including the messages Feng Wei had given him before, and the messages summarized by the black box.

There is also a short video clip inside, which was taken by one of the special surveillance cameras set up by the Lieyang Department and aimed at Lao Zhao's family.

The picture flickered a little, as if it was strongly interfered with. Many blood ropes appeared around Pei Tugou, and then Pei Tugou and those monsters all disappeared, which is a typical feature of the field.

Later, the picture of Pei Tugou reappearing was given. He was covered in blood, as if he had just been fished out of a sea of ​​blood. Every step he took could leave a bloody footprint.

Then there was a short video clip with severe interference, which was taken by the surveillance camera installed by Wen Yan in the underworld. A large number of monsters that could be captured by ordinary surveillance were queuing up to the dead end behind the intersection.