Maoshan Ghost King

Ge Yu had indeed seen the eighty-year-old monk just now, and jumped into the weird pool of blood. He really had the style of that great monk.

Seeing Tiara's embarrassed appearance at this moment, I suddenly felt a little unbearable.

No matter, let's send the Buddha to the west. Originally, they were also the mud bodhisattvas who couldn't protect themselves by crossing the river. In Ge Yu's meaning, they were to save their lives first, and then talk about other things.

It’s just that if Tira insists on saving people, they shouldn’t go against Tira’s meaning. If Tira saves others by herself, the danger is even greater. In case she falls into the hands of those people in Blackwater Shengling again, all Efforts will be wasted.

The big guy exchanged a glance, and each one looked solemn.

Ge Yu said directly on behalf of everyone: "Sister-in-law, do people have to save it?"

"He is kind to me, I can't be ungrateful." Tila said with red eyes.

"Understood, I know where Zen Master Mai Peng is. When we were here just now, I glanced at the place where Wulong practiced and saw Zen Master Mai Peng and several great monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple." Ge Yu Seriously.

"Really?" Tira said excitedly.

"Well, I'm sure, but there is something to say to my sister-in-law, let's do things to save people. It's fine if you watch from the side. After saving people, we will leave immediately." Ge Yu said again.

Tila nodded repeatedly, expressing his consent.

Everyone glanced at each other, this is another business of pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth, and it must be very careful.

After making up their minds, everyone once again walked towards the place where Wulong was practicing. When there was still a long distance away from the place where Wulong was practicing, I heard heart-piercing screams coming from that place. Just listening to it made people feel very uncomfortable, even pulling up. Fucked his brows tightly.

"Sister-in-law, you have to be psychologically prepared. The place where Wulong practices is terrible. There is a huge pool of blood. There are living people in that pool. Wulong cultivates by devouring the essence of living people. Yes, in order to increase his cultivation base, I think Xiao Lu's best not to watch such a terrible sight, and save nightmares at night." Ge Yu reminded.

Tiara's heart was raised, and he glanced at Wu Silu with some concern.

Wu Silu smiled and said, "Mom, I am not afraid."

Now, everyone can't take care of that much, and it's impossible for such a child to be separated from everyone.

Not long after, that place was getting closer, and the heart-piercing howls were a bit deafening.

There was still someone guarding the place, and Ge Yu glanced at the old ghost who was possessing Song En and motioned him to go ahead.

The old ghost nodded and strode towards the place where Wulong was practicing. When he first walked to the door, he was immediately intercepted by the two red robe descendants standing at the door, and Ge Yu stared at him. They took a look and saw that these two men seemed to be different from the previous gatekeepers.

"Young Master, this is a place for the master to practice, so you can't break in without authorization." A Hongpao lowered head teacher said politely.

The old ghost was still three or four meters away from the red robe descending head teacher, and suddenly snorted, "I can't even come in?"

"Young Master, you can go in alone, but these subordinates next to you..." another red robe lowered head teacher said cautiously.

"Get away." The old ghost who was attached to Song En said lightly.

Maybe Song En is used to being arrogant and domineering here. The old ghost has lived for a hundred or two hundred years. He is very proficient in human relationships and sophistication. He uttered two simple words with great momentum.

The two red robe lowered head teachers suddenly didn't dare to make trouble, lowered their heads, and took the initiative to make way for everyone.

The old ghost who was attached to Song En's body quickly stepped forward and walked directly into the courtyard.

Ge Yu and the others followed, filed in.

Before entering the yard, he smelled a strong **** smell, which made people nauseous.

Song En's, who was possessed in front, continued to walk forward, and everyone quickly saw the huge blood pool.

Someone in the blood pool was wailing fiercely, constantly struggling towards the shore, but when they finally climbed to the shore, they were pulled back by an invisible force. Repeatedly, they have been in pain. Struggling in the abyss, unable to extricate himself.

This is like a scene of purgatory on earth, which ordinary people simply cannot imagine.

At this moment, even Wu Silu, who is not afraid of the sky, felt a trace of fear, and nervously shook the lifting hand, but his gaze was still looking in the direction of the blood pond. This kid seemed to be stubborn by nature. Whatever you are afraid of, what you want to overcome.

Ge Yu glanced at him and felt that this kid must be Wu Jiuyin's seed. This look is no different from Wu Jiuyin's.

Everyone walked in the direction of the blood pond while observing the surrounding movement. The last time Ge Yu came in with a wisp of spirit, he didn't look much carefully, and after a general glance, he went out.

Now I took a closer look and found that the layout of the entire yard was a big magic circle.

The layout of the yard, the location of the blood pool, the exquisite and weird runes on the floor tiles, the huge three-legged cauldron suspended over the blood pool, and the people standing around all cater to the five elements of heaven and earth. Constantly squeezing the cultivation base of the master in the blood pool.

When there was still some distance from the blood pool, everyone's hearts became somewhat depressed inexplicably.

The old ghost who was possessed by Song En was a little frightened when he saw this scene, and stood there without moving.

Ge Yu coughed dryly behind him, and the old ghost moved towards the direction of the blood pond.

When there were still three or four meters away from the blood pool, suddenly four or five red-robed head-down masters stepped out from the side of the yard and bowed to Song En, one of them said politely : "Young Master, it's so late, what are you doing in this place?"

"Why, can't I come to this place?" the old ghost said with nostrils upside down.

"It's not impossible, it's just that it's too late..." The red robe descending head teacher's voice became much smaller.

It can be seen how arrogant and domineering Song En is here, all Wulong people see this kid in a low voice.

The old ghost waved his hand and said, "I came here only for one thing, to get me out of the great monks I caught from the Wat Pho today. I still have something to ask them."

Hearing this, the few red-robed head-down masters were shocked, their expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at the old ghost possessing Song En in disbelief.