Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Daoist Yimu was shocked, and he made an unbelievable voice, "You actually... are still alive?"

"Master, my disciple is here to come back from hell..." Fang Yue smiled lightly, "Send you to hell."

Yimu said: "Boast!"

Fang Yue smiled elegantly, "If I say, I want to bring the entire Profound Clan people into hell, does Master want to say I am crazy?"

"There are so many people in the Profound Sect, even if you live out of the Ghost Sect, you are still just a person." Yimu was calm, not afraid at all.

"Master is very confident?"

Yimu Zhengyi said awe-inspiringly: "Since ancient times, evil has never conquered righteousness. You are half-human, half-devil, and evil, how can you win the righteous way?"

"In that case, that disciple will be the last to kill the master."

"put……"

"Ah!" A disciple's scream interrupted the presumptuous "Fantasy" that Yimu hadn't said yet.

Kazuki felt some warm liquid spilled on his body. He looked at the screaming person next to him, and saw that one of his disciples, whom he always regarded as important, had exploded and died. The limbs were shredded. They were all scattered on the people around them, and because Xuanmen wore more white clothes, the **** night seemed even more dazzling.

Yimu was speechless for a long time. When he was not in charge, he used to slay demons and exorcise demons and his hands were bloody, but in these hundreds of years, he has never seen anyone use such a brutal way. kill!

Fang Yue withdrew his hand, he seemed to be quite distressed, "Next...Which one is better?"

Not only Yimu, but even the other disciples were shocked to the point of no reaction. This man...before, he was an unselfish man, Chu Yu, a big brother with the world in mind. Now... now he is cruel and treats human life like a stubborn. Who is it?

This is a completely strange man.

Yimu couldn't believe it, "It's impossible... how could you... how could you have the ability to kill people in the air? Even if you are a demon, it is impossible to have this kind of cultivation!"

"Devil?" Fang Yue sneered, and he answered him kindly: "The heart is dead, the soul is dead, even if my body is still alive, then I am a...dead person, the ghost world is full of depression, only a bitter and wailing, in There, I gave up my identity as a human being, and I also gave up my identity as a demon, an all-knowing wooden Taoist, my master, you said, what am I now?"

"It's... Ghost repair."

Fang Yue admired, "Yes, it's ghost repair."

Under this world, there are those who cultivate immortals, some who cultivate demons, and naturally there are those who cultivate ghosts, but ghosts have always existed in legends, and in this vast history of thousands of years, no one has ever encountered them. After ghost repair or can become ghost repair, gradually, this has also become a phantom existence.

In the ghost world, there is a withered maple tree. After Fang Yue entered the ghost world, the ghost energy there could not swallow his vitality, and the ghosts there could not hurt him, because he had...the longevity curse that was exchanged for life.

He has tried to find the spirit of the scenery in the ghost world, but he can't find it. He thought, maybe the scenery appeared in the ghost realm seven hundred years later, maybe it was...the scenery was lost when it entered the ghost realm. The ghost is absorbed.

The more Fang got used to the feeling of despair, slowly, he liked to sit under the maple tree, sinking into his dreams every day, dreaming about the beautiful dreams of scenery, but the scenery never entered his dream. He guessed that maybe the surrounding ghosts were too noisy, making the scenery afraid to find it.

So he started to kill ghosts constantly. Those ghosts disappeared and turned into nothingness, and his killing aura became heavier and heavier, until all the ghosts felt his breath and immediately fled.