My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

On the top of the Youziying Mountain, in the hall on the first floor of the wooden building.

Behind the desk, Lan Zhang rested his chin on his right hand, leaning lazily on the wide wooden chair.

"Can you find the Blood God Son?"

"Interesting."

Bai Zhilang stood in front of the desk on the left with a hesitant look on his face: "The number of multi-headed dragons is still a little short. Is it too early to expose the Blood God Son now?"

"Not too early, not too early, just right." Lan Zhang's mouth curled up slightly.

Bai Zhilang couldn't help but frown: "But we still have 20% of the Yin soldiers who have not completed the transformation of the Blood God Son. If they are exposed at this moment, I'm afraid..."

"Those 20% of the Yin soldiers could not have been successfully transformed," Lan Zhang shook his head and chuckled: "Our City Lord Jian is not that stupid."

Bai Zhilang's face changed: "Are those Yin soldiers the secret Taoist soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion? Are they the nails buried in each camp?"

"Don't be so surprised, look, isn't our military supervisor Gong very calm." Lan Zhang raised his chin towards Gong Huan happily.

Bai Zhilang suddenly turned his head and looked at Gong Huan beside him: "You knew it a long time ago?!"

"Those ghost soldiers are closely related to the soul-calling banner, which is the key for the city lord to control the soul-calling banner." Gong Huan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "I am the military supervisor, so of course I have to know some means to counter you."

"He won't give all the ghost soldiers to me, otherwise what if I snatch the soul-calling banner?" Lan Zhang stood up, stretched his body, and twisted his shoulders: "Since City Lord Jian has reservations, then I will give him less monster spirits, and the less I give him, the less I give him."

"Fair and just, equal exchange."

As soon as the voice fell, a palm-sized black flag emerged from Bai Zhilang's body, and immediately turned into a black lightning. After flying out of the wooden building, it rushed straight to the Ghost Gate on the mountainside.

Along with the soaring soul-calling banner, billowing black smoke rose into the sky from time to time along the way and merged into the soul-calling banner.

When it flew to the mountainside, the Ghost Gate standing quietly on the ground had already soared into the sky. The moment the two met, the black light flashed and collapsed, and all disappeared in a whoosh.

Bai Zhilang was stunned, Lan Zhang couldn't help but chuckle: "Look, our City Lord Jian is still very satisfied with this deal, isn't he here to collect the goods?"

Gong Huan smiled and nodded: "With the nine-headed dragon you caught with the power of the Nether Demon Heaven, even if the ordinary multi-headed dragon spirit is reduced by half, City Lord Jian will not be dissatisfied."

Lan Zhang stood up happily: "Get ready, after the Blood God has dealt with the remaining auxiliary soldiers, we will go to meet my eleven clones and go to see the Nether Demon Heaven together."

...

At the foot of the mountain, the camp of the fourth flag of the Youzi Camp.

Chen Mu just gathered more than a hundred Yin spirits under his command, and turned around to see the Ghost Gate and the Soul Summoning Banner disappear together, and he was stunned on the spot.

Deserter!

Someone is a deserter!

The key is that they also took the Ghost Gate away, which means they abandoned all the remaining Yin spirits!

At this moment, the Yin Army Camp on the top of the mountain was quiet and silent, and the auxiliary army camp at the bottom of the mountain was in chaos. Dense blood shadows flew and raged, like a blood-red deep-sea fish school, tightly surrounding the entire mountain.

Hearing the increasingly loud roars of fighting around him, Chen Mu couldn't help but tremble all over.

"We can't stay in this Youzi Camp!"

"We have to run, we have to run quickly!"

He immediately activated the Danshan Sutra, and more than 200 of his own people with the spirit of the devil turned into black smoke.

With a wave of his hand, a circular black curtain appeared, and the black smoke rose into the sky, and disappeared into Qiandeng City in the blink of an eye.

Turning his head and staring at the remaining more than a hundred ghosts who were confused and terrified, Chen Mu's mind moved, and then these ghosts raised their hands over their shoulders in unison.

Yama Emperor's Order!

Seeing these people move in unison, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the only bastard Jia Zhang who hid in the Wusi Banner was the Blood God Son.

The next moment, he waved his right hand, and more than a hundred fluorescent demon spirits flew away, whizzing into the mouths of these people.

Others could not care, but these more than a hundred Yin spirits had followed him for many days. It was fine if they had not seen them, but since they had gathered in front of him, it would be difficult to abandon them.

The Danshan Sutra was activated again, following the resonance point of the demon spirits, more than a hundred Yin spirits who had never practiced the Danshan Sutra were forced to turn into dark wind and black smoke and pulled up to the sky, and disappeared into the entrance of Qiandeng City in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mu himself did not delay, and turned his body into the breeze, quickly escaping to the edge of the camp at the foot of the mountain.

…

The ghost gate disappeared, but the blood-colored fog covering the camp did not dissipate. Instead, it became thicker as blood shadows raged.

It didn't take long for the whole mountain to be tightly wrapped. From a distance, it looked like a ball of bright red cotton candy.

The edge of the camp at the foot of the mountain.

Puff!

Chen Mu was like a grape seed, spit out of the ground by the ground under his feet. Then several blood shadows descended from the sky, closing in on Chen Mu and attacking him.

Chen Mu's face changed, and he turned around, disappearing into the breeze before a blood shadow could get close to him.

The blood shadow whistled and danced for a while, and flew away with angry roars.

Not long after, Chen Mu appeared in the crown of a dense tree not far away, with lingering fear.

"That was close!"

He looked at the ground under his feet with a pale face.

He thought he could escape underground and leave the camp, but he didn't expect that the thick blood plasma similar to that of the Blood God had completely blocked the underground.

If he hadn't turned around and escaped from the ground in time, he would have plunged into the sea of ​​blood just now.

The sea of ​​blood exuded a strong life rhythm, and its breath was fierce, obviously similar to that of the Blood God. If he really plunged into it, he might have been drained of all his blood and essence.

Chen Mu couldn't help but look up at the sky. The entire camp was shrouded in blood mist, and the mist was getting heavier and heavier. It was even so thick that it seemed to condense into blood.

"If you can't break into the ground, you can only fly into the sky."

Just as he was thinking about which direction to break out of the fog, he suddenly saw a howling black smoke rising into the sky.

Yin soldiers? !

Chen Mu felt happy. Apparently there were Yin soldiers thinking about him.

All over the camp, masses of black wind rose into the sky at the same time.

Chen Mu immediately activated his Yin spirit power and wanted to rush out together in the chaos.

At this time, the first Yin soldier who rushed towards the blood mist was almost touching the mist. The dense fog that was originally slowly surging suddenly condensed into a plasma-like liquid.

The next moment, the densely packed blood of the Son of God shot out like sharp arrows, piercing the head of the Yin soldier.

The man obviously didn't want to sit still and wait for death, so he exerted all his strength to activate his divine power, rushing left and right against the increasingly dense wind and black fog.

But there were too many Blood God Sons too fast. In just a few breaths, the dark wind and black mist set up by the Yin Soldiers were washed away.

Immediately, the blood shadow rushed past the Yin soldier like a meteor shower, instantly sucking away all his blood and essence. The Yin Soldier suddenly exploded with a bang and turned into bits of gray dust that dissipated in the wind.

The other Yin soldiers were also attacked by the Blood God Son hidden in the blood mist, and like fireworks, they exploded in mid-air one after another.

Only one or two Yin soldiers disappeared into the blood mist, and it was unknown whether they really broke out of the camp in the end.

Chen Mu Yinling's divine power stagnated, and he was stunned on the spot.

Is there really no way out of the ground and nowhere to go?

…

In the dense forest.

Chen Mu couldn't help but take a deep breath as he listened to the movement of the law and listened to the screams and roars of more and more Yin spirits before they died.

No rush, no chaos!

If you want to escape successfully, you have to create some chaos!

Return these evil spirits.

They finally climbed out of the Wangchuan River and lived a second life. It would be too frustrating if they were swallowed up by the Blood God Son without any resistance.

Even if he was going to die, he would still have to make a big fuss and break a few of the enemy's teeth before he was done!

As he thought, a round and shiny prototype of the divine fetus emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

Densely packed celestial demon spirits emerged from it, and Chen Mu seemed to be surrounded by countless fireflies.

The Sky Demon Yunmirage seems to have really focused all its skills on its offspring. Every time the divine fetus is traced back to its origin, countless spiritual seeds will appear.

It's a pity that these spiritual species are so fragile that it is difficult to survive on their own if left outside, and it is even more difficult to find a symbiotic host on their own.

"It's a bit lame, but it's not completely useless after all." Chen Mu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

…

At the edge of the foot of the mountain, more than two hundred Yin spirits from the Yi Er Banner of the Yin Feng Department of the Youzi Camp squatted in a dense forest, looking up at the sky in shock.

"What the hell is that blood cloud?!"

"Where is General Bai? The Yin barracks are so damn dead!"

"Damn, damn, damn! If the Dark Wind Flag was still in hand, we would have flown out of the camp by now."

A series of angry shouts and curses sounded.

"Shout, shout, shout, you know how to shout! What should I do if I attract those monsters? Shut up!" The Yin Soldier, who was wearing brown leather armor and had a dark face, shouted harshly, but a trace of fear and panic flashed in his eyes. .

Blood shadows roared on the top of the mountain, and there was silence in the forest. After a long while, a person said softly: "General Banner, tell me, can we survive this time?"

The black-faced commander turned around and looked at his subordinate Yin soldiers. What greeted him was a pair of eyes filled with hope.

The military is demoralized...

If the will is weak, even if there is a glimmer of hope, they may not be able to seize it. They must first let these brothers muster up the courage to escape.

The black-faced general flag was thinking all over the place and thought of a series of very confusing words. Then he took a deep breath and raised his hands over his shoulders in a flash.

All the Yin spirits: "..."

"General Banner, are you telling us that instead of running for our lives, it is better to surrender as soon as possible?"

Black-faced general flag: "..."

"Fart! I can't control myself!" the black-faced commander quickly concluded.

"It's over, it's over, the commander-in-chief has been frightened and started talking nonsense!" The auxiliary soldiers became more and more desperate.

"I usually brag all day long that my heart is as strong as a rock, but I didn't expect that when a disaster comes, you will be the first to surrender. We misjudged you!"

An auxiliary soldier yelled angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands over his shoulders.

The next moment, as if they were infected, everyone else raised their hands in unison.

"Haha, I told you that I can't control myself, but you still don't believe it!" The black-faced general flag looked surprised.

"Then what the hell is going on!"

"Can that blood cloud monster still make people surrender?!" All the Yin Ling auxiliary soldiers looked horrified.

Before everyone could figure it out, a series of fluorescent beads appeared, like a group of fireflies, flying to everyone's mouths one by one.

Then they watched as they opened their mouths uncontrollably and swallowed it into their stomachs.

A breeze blew by, and the leader, Black Face, trembled and regained control of his body.

Then he discovered that at some point, a shining silver mountain character suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

…

Chen Mu transformed into a breeze, and the order of the Emperor Yama enveloped all directions, and the demon spirits followed closely around him.

Whenever he encounters a Yin spirit, he will insert a spirit seed into the opponent's body. In just one cup of tea, he had swept through the entire auxiliary camp, and all the countless demons and spirits around him had disappeared.

He stopped at the edge of a camp and turned to look at the top of the mountain with a cold look on his face.

"Ten thousand ghosts carry the mountain!"

Buzz!

The air suddenly shook, and the entire camp suddenly fell into silence.

The next moment, billowing black smoke rose rapidly from the mountain forest and gathered into a ball. In the blink of an eye, a black cloud covering the sky and the sun, enough to cover the small Banyouzi camp, suddenly appeared.

Below the mountainside, the camp, which was already shrouded in thick fog and dim, suddenly became pitch black.

This sudden change made the entire Youzi Camp silent.

For a moment, even the Blood God Son, who was constantly wreaking havoc, was shocked by this turn of events, and they all froze on the spot, not knowing how to make a decision.