I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

"Magic... magical weapon?!"

The old Taoist stared with anger, and tried to pull out the narrow knife that pierced his chest with both hands. However, the knife did not move at all. The knife exuded a faint fiery spiritual energy, which constantly conflicted with the Yin Qi in his body, causing him to lose all his strength.

Looking down at the pale boy who grinned but did not laugh, the old Taoist raised his head and his hands fell weakly. It was naturally not comparable to him who had a magical weapon. The ghost cultivators who hid in the dark and treacherous all day long could not compare.

I just don't know which immortal sect this boy is from.

The boy was naturally the hidden Gu Xiu, who had been patient for a long time just to wait for the opportunity to kill with this blow.

Without the old Taoist's spell, the evil ghosts who suppressed the ghost baby were stunned. The ghost baby seized the opportunity to bite off the head of one of the evil ghosts in one bite.

Gu Xiu was about to kill the ghost baby when he saw this, and the single-winged black cicada in his body transmitted information.

The general meaning is to let the ghost baby complete its formation. It is not afraid of this kind of ghost. Not only is it not afraid of it, but it also brazenly stated that as long as this kind of ghost is not at the level of ghost king, it can be easily defeated.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Xiu still chose to believe them. He stretched out his hand to pinch the old Taoist's neck and pulled him down from the wall with the narrow knife.

The old Taoist who was pinched suddenly felt that his blood was flowing backwards, and even his deepest soul was torn by the big hand.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, and in less than a moment he turned into a shriveled corpse.

Holding the mummy, Gu Xiu remained calm, and a ball of blazing flames suddenly burst out of his hand, burning the mummy to ashes, and a storage bag fell into his hand.

Clapping his hands, his spiritual consciousness peeked into the storage bag, and Gu Xiu shook his head. There was only a rubbish ghost refining method in it, and the rest were things that were not worthy of the eye.

He picked up the narrow knife and threw it casually. The narrow knife passed through the door accurately with its sharp edge, and nailed the old woman who was trembling in the kitchen to death.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the memory fragments of the old Taoist flashed one after another, and Gu Xiu couldn't help but sigh, "Cultivating immortals is just a passing cloud in the end."

The old Taoist was originally a Taoist child in an unknown Taoist temple. He accidentally inherited the legacy of a dead evil cultivator, but the evil cultivator was also a half-baked one, and the old Taoist had a useless spiritual root. He relied on himself to comprehend for decades, but he never thought that he would really become famous.

However, the side effects of this "Ghost Spirit Art" almost turned his body into an old man, and he wasted decades before he could barely reach the third level of Qi Refining.

With a thought, the narrow knife returned to his hand. Gu Xiu turned his head suddenly and saw a ghost baby about five feet tall standing on the bed with his head tilted.

The ghost baby's head was as big as a bucket, but its body was extremely slender. Its big mouth almost occupied most of its face, and its pupils were dark, with a red glow like blood above its eyebrows.

Looking at Gu Xiu, the ghost baby opened its mouth and smiled silently, revealing teeth as sharp as steel knives, and its long red tongue was still licking the meat residue on the corners of its mouth.

He was very smart and saw Gu Xiu's cultivation. His big round head turned a circle, and a pair of scarlet blood eyes opened on the back of his head. Then he turned his head back to its original position mischievously, dancing with joy and laughing.

With his hands folded and supporting the narrow knife, Gu Xiu looked at it with interest, "Is this the fully formed ghost baby? It is much stronger than that old Taoist."

The next moment, the ghost baby started without warning, and its whole body leaned back and its feet had already run a few feet away. Its head was still hanging behind it, almost touching the ground, but it didn't fall.

His eyes darkened, and Gu Xiu suddenly pressed down with the narrow knife in his hand, and four earth-yellow halos lit up around the whole courtyard.

The magic circle was activated.

The ghost baby screamed and suddenly flew into the air. Gu Xiu grabbed the knife with both hands, and his black hair danced wildly without wind. The loud cicada chirped, and the ghost baby that was originally in the air seemed to be frozen in the air, and then it seemed to be slapped down by an invisible big hand and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Gu Xiu flew up with the knife, and the tip of the knife pierced the ghost baby's eyebrows. Suddenly, a red light shone, and the ghost baby screamed shrilly. The cold ghost energy was like several big hands grabbing. Gu Xiu's mouth was ferocious, and he raised his foot to step on the ghost baby's body, and then turned the blade. The hot magic power burst out and smashed the ghost baby's big head into pieces.

Gu Xiu loosened the knife handle and took off his shirt to reveal the circle of insect wheels. Black cicadas came out in droves. They broke through Gu Xiu's skin and flesh to reveal their insect bodies and rushed to the ghost baby.

The black cicadas that left Gu Xiu's body seemed very weak and painful. They devoured the ghost baby frantically and wrestled for it.

They retreated in fear until the largest single-winged black cicada that was clinging to Gu Xiu's wood spirit root appeared.

However, the single-winged black cicada that came out did not distinguish between friend and foe, and devoured the black cicadas that did not retreat in time.

Gu Xiu sat cross-legged on the side and felt the feeling of the black cicada leaving his body for the first time.

Pain!

That's right, the black cicada that tortured him for so many years left him even more painfully. His magic power seemed to be imprisoned, and his breath was frozen and he could hardly breathe.

Feeling that his vitality was constantly fading, Gu Xiu was eager to contact the single-winged black cicada.

The single-winged black cicada was much smarter than the others, and it made a sharp cry. In an instant, the entire ghost baby disappeared from the spot, leaving only a few drops of smelly black blood.

Gu Xiu supported himself with one hand, his heart almost jumping out of his chest, and saw a one-winged black cicada that was a circle bigger than before flying in front of him.

The black cicada's originally black and red body now became much brighter, and the veins of the single wing on its back became clearer and added a few golden lines.

Sensing Gu Xiu's urgency, the one-winged black cicada suddenly pierced into Gu Xiu's abdomen and landed at the root of the wood spirit root.

After the black cicada entered his body, Gu Xiu instantly returned to his original state, and the majestic spiritual energy emanated from countless pores in his limbs and bones.

Then, twelve smaller black cicadas slowly returned to Gu Xiu's body.

There were nearly a hundred black cicadas originally, but now, with the one-winged black cicada, there were only thirteen left.

They were all swallowed by the one-winged black cicada.

All the black cicadas returned to their positions, and Gu Xiu quickly sat cross-legged and practiced his skills to lock the scattered spiritual energy.

Until the moon rose above the branches, Gu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, and the misty spiritual energy emanating from his body was instantly retracted.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining."

Feeling the spiritual energy in his dantian, Gu Xiu was a little disappointed. A ghost baby and an old Taoist only raised one level.

What should he do in the future? Could he kill the foundation-building cultivator?

Foundation-building cultivators are not comparable to Qi Refining cultivators. The gap between the two is like a natural chasm. Moreover, this time he got the advantage because the black cicadas had a natural advantage over the ghost.

As the black cicadas fell into a deep sleep, Gu Xiu got up and walked out without thinking.

It was already dark when he returned to the tavern. Gu Xiu used the moonlight to find the residence of the escorts. There were three escorts holding knives and guarding the escort car in the yard.

Gu Xiu used the Sky Eye Technique to look at the escort car. It seemed to be gold, and there were also many jades and the like.

Hiding in the night, Gu Xiu appeared behind the three people like a ghost, easily broke their necks and then devoured them. The three people turned into mummies in an instant and were crushed by Gu Xiu.

So Gu Xiu turned his head to look at the doors, and his eyes were full of anger.

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Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Gu Xiu walked out of the door with a happy face. The cold wind blew his clothes and long hair. He did not stay for long and his figure gradually disappeared in the shadows…