I become a god in another world

Chapter 531 A Fierce Fight

Chapter 531

"Ghosts are trouble!"

"People are also a disaster!"

"Damn all the ghosts!"

"All humans deserve to die!"

The ghost opened his mouth and screamed.

"I am only acting on behalf of Heaven, destroying the world and exterminating ghosts. When all the people are dead, ghosts will have nothing to kill, so the only thing left is to kill ghosts."

……

"You're crazy."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

"So what? What can you do to me?"

The human head lantern suddenly sighed:
"All the thousands of human heads here are my hiding places. Wherever the human head lanterns are, I can come and go freely. I can leave when I want to and come when I want to."

"Can you catch me?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at the sky full of human head lanterns and suddenly sighed:

"To this day, do you still remember the brothers you knew back then?"

Maybe I can't remember.

Zang Xiongwu's family suffered a dramatic change, and he was greatly traumatized, so his temperament probably became extreme.

He can't even tolerate his own son, so how can he still remember his brother who was willing to die for him?

"You still owe him a promise, you owe him a head—"

Zhao Fusheng said this with a faint smile:

"Zang Xiongwu, you have lived to this age in vain, and you cannot protect your wife and daughter. You are sorry for the brother who died for you."

"Waste! Waste!"

The head was furious.

The flames from the human head lanterns floating in the air rushed towards the eyeballs, and all eyes were focused on Zhang Chuanshi:
"waste!"

"You are the waste!"

Zhao Fusheng retorted:
"You have wasted the past few decades and have become neither human nor ghost."

"You didn't treat your surviving son well, and you didn't even dare to show your true face to others." Zhao Fusheng suddenly raised his voice:
"Is that head on your head yours?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the fire in the head went out silently.

Countless human heads fell like hail, impacting the realm of hell.

"Sir--" Zhang Chuanshi shouted with sore eyes.

While she was speaking, the three faces of the ghost mother turned and merged into one pale, beautiful face. The features and facial features shifted, and the three eyes "looked" at Zhang Chuanshi at the same time.

At some point, a pair of pink and white human skin arms hugged Zhang Chuanshi's body, covering the hull of the ship he was driving.

The human skin flowed like liquid, and Zhang Chuanshi's face began to stiffen.

The gray human skin seeped into his own skin, and another eye began to be punched out from the center of his forehead.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the human-skin ghost mother's body:

"Your opponent is me, don't be distracted! I'm not an easy target!"

With her grabbing and pulling, she had already borrowed the power of the door god and transformed herself into a ghost, possessing certain rules.

In the blood, the ghost mother was "pulled" back by her.

The gray-white skin tissue that had penetrated into Zhang Chuanshi's body was also "pulled" back into the ghost mother's body. Zhang Chuanshi shuddered and immediately woke up.

Zhao Fusheng grabbed the ghost mother, and a large amount of human skin began to cover her body.

"Hey hey hey-"

The head laughed in a gloating tone:
"You are dead."

The power of the ghost eyeball comes from an unspeakable existence.

The human skin lanterns saw a bright red mark on Zhao Fusheng’s forehead.

In order to prevent the ghost mother from killing others, Zhao Fusheng did not let go, but looked at the head:

"Get out of here too!"

As she spoke, her mind changed and she consciously called out the List of Gods. The list slowly unfolded, revealing the ghosts and gods on it.

The door gods, opera troupes and ghost carriages all exist quietly, but in the list of ghosts and gods, the Yin Chai Ma Mian is ready to break through the constraints of the list and come to reality.

Tips for the list of gods:
The Yin Chai Ma Mian tries to get out of the list and eliminate the evil spirits. Will he pardon the ghosts and gods and get out of the list?

The unexpected surprise came too quickly. Zhao Fusheng's eyes lit up, and he did not hesitate:

Yes!
She had very little merit points left, and suppressing the Ghost Mother in Hell consumed a huge amount of merit points. She thought that asking the Yinchai Mamian to come out would consume another 5000 merit points, but she did not expect that Mamian would take the initiative to ask to be called out at this time.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng had a thought, black air surged in hell.

Mr. Xie, Meng Po, Liu Yizhen and other envoys all shuddered.

The laughter of the head in the air suddenly stopped.

In the shadows, a fierce ghost with a horse face and a human body stood beside Zhao Fusheng at some point.

As soon as the evil spirit appears in the world, the law will be activated.

The Yincha Mamian stepped forward in silence.

It was born to scare away evil spirits, and even the ghost mother paused for a moment when it appeared.

As the ghost shadow flashed, an evil ghost appeared in mid-air and grabbed the ghost's head.

All the human head lanterns were frightened and suppressed by the Yinchai Mamian, and were frozen in mid-air, unable to fall.

Wherever it passed, the flames in the lanterns went out and the breath of the paper man Zhang disappeared.

But the ghost did not stop. Its figure shuttled between the frozen heads - its actions meant that the paper man Zhang was still here.

Zhao Fusheng had guessed correctly earlier that Zhang Xiongwu had taken away Luosha's head, and it was instinctively looking for it.

Paper Man Zhang was held hostage by the Yinchai, so Kuai Manzhou, Meng Po and others were free to do anything.

……

Liu Yizhen's body turned into light silver.

Fan Bi Si and his two men grabbed his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and carried him backwards.

His body was cold and hard, as if it was no longer made of flesh and blood. This coldness had a power that could calm even gods and ghosts. The Fan brothers' bodies were trembling slightly as they supported him.

But as the three men retreated, Liu Yizhen's body began to slowly recover.

The silver light slowly faded away like the tide, and his skin turned pale flesh color again, becoming soft and slightly warm.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Zhao Fusheng, who was only one step away from him.

She was in hell, holding the ghost mother in her hand.

When Liu Yizhen saw this, he immediately pushed Er Fan away and wanted to go forward to help.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head at him, and Erfan instinctively pulled him back.

At the same time, Kuai Manzhou in mid-air freed his hands once he got rid of the entanglement of the human head lantern.

Her eyes fell to the ground, and the underworld surged into hell.

Large clusters of ghost flowers bloomed, entangled the ghost mother.

Meng Po glanced at Liu Yizhen, Zhang Chuanshi and others, and stepped into hell without hesitation.

As soon as the three people entered hell, Meng Po walked to the side of the human-skinned ghost mother.

The ghost mother shook her body and transformed again into a person with three faces and six arms.

It grinned, and Meng Po's mouth corners immediately curled up, revealing a strange smile.

Countless pieces of human skin were applied to Meng Po's face. Kuai Manzhou's figure disappeared on the spot. Several drops of blood fell on Meng Po, and the blood instantly corroded the human skin.

The ghost couldn't devour Meng Po for a while.

The human-skin ghost mother's real body focused her attention on Zhao Fusheng.

The hair of the evil ghost in black robe was still held by Zhao Fusheng. The next moment, the ghost skin was still dragging on the ground, and another shadow appeared behind Zhao Fusheng. The evil ghost silently reached out and put his hand on her shoulder.

This scene was so thrilling that everyone's heart jumped into their throat.

Mr. Xie was about to warn him to be careful, but at this moment, Zhao Fusheng changed his mind and called for the plaque.

She collected and pieced together several plaques from the Demon Suppression Bureau and kept them in hell. Hell belonged to her territory. With a thought, countless black shadow fragments gathered behind Zhao Fusheng.

The black fragments were like cracked plates, the cracks disappeared at an incredibly fast speed, and finally merged into a pitch-black fragment.

The human-skinned ghost mother's hands were a step slower, and when they lightly placed on Zhao Fusheng's back, two black auras collided - the human-skinned ghost mother's hands were instantly swallowed up by the black aura from the plaque.

The power of the Demon Suppression Bureau plaque is extraordinary.

The third ghost eye was facing the plaque, and the power of the ghost eye was restrained.

I saw black blood slowly flowing out of the third eye of the Human-Skinned Ghost Mother, and her eye closed, and the power of the Human-Skinned Ghost Mother was blocked.

But the plaque is not complete.

Being able to block an attack from Ghost Eye and Ghost Mother was already a pleasant surprise.

As the Ghost Mother's third ghost eye closed, countless irregular cracks as thin as spider webs appeared on the plaque again.

After a while, the cracks grew larger and larger, eventually tearing the entire plaque apart.

The plaque shattered and turned into black gas and dissipated into hell.

The ghost mother's third eye was temporarily restrained. The ghost eye looked at Zhao Fusheng with resentment through the bloody and half-closed eye socket, but its attack did not stop.

The evil ghost's body shook, and the ghost child in its arms disappeared mysteriously.

When the ghost child appeared again, he rode on Zhao Fusheng's shoulders and pressed his hands on her head.

In an instant, Zhao Fusheng's neck felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his cervical vertebrae made crackling sounds as he could not bear the heavy weight.

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng relied on the power of the door god and his body had already turned into a ghost, so his cervical vertebrae were not broken in this situation.

She reached out to grab the back of her neck, and just as she was about to grab the ghost boy and escape, Chen Duozi's voice rang out:
"Don't run the wrong way—"

Her voice was gentle, soft and thin.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng felt a chill running down his back.

Something slippery and cold climbed up her back and stopped at her waist for a moment, but with Chen Duozi's "gentle" reminder, the cold air continued to climb up and grabbed the ghost boy's back.

The ghost fetus's palm seemed to have barbs, which stuck to the ghost child's skin and drilled into the ghost child's body through the big hole in the center of its back.

The two ghosts immediately restrained each other again.

The ghost child's body swelled and his human skin bulged high, revealing the shadow of the ghost fetus lurking inside.

As soon as the ghost boy failed, the human-skin ghost mother reached out and grabbed the child, and blood oozed from the child's forehead - the third ghost eye appeared on the ghost boy's face like a maggot attached to his bones.

Once blessed by the ghost eyeball, the power of the ghost fetus once again gained the upper hand.

Chen Duozi's reaction was unexpectedly quick. She stretched out her hand and the ghost fetus crawled out from the ghost boy's broken belly, and then disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he had already crawled around Chen Duozi's waist and then got into her stomach.

……

After doing all this, Chen Duozi's heart was beating like a drum.

It was not the first time for her to release a ghost fetus, but it was the first time for her to participate in such a big event. She reacted quickly and rescued Zhao Fusheng in a critical moment. She did not suffer any backlash from the human-skin ghost mother, which was a very successful move.

This has something to do with her acting according to circumstances.

When she realized this, confidence suddenly appeared in her eyes.

At the same time, the human-skin ghost mother released her ghost minions but failed, so she made another move.

Its figure flashed, and countless human skins walked out of its body, like a series of ghost mother phantoms.

But these shadows are not just for show.

Inside every human skin there is a demon of disaster level or above. If you neglect it, you may be devoured by the demon.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng invited the Huangquan Opera Troupe out again.

As soon as the troupe sets up the stage, it instantly attracts evil spirits above disaster level.

Even Mr. Xie, who had just reunited, couldn't help but walk towards the troupe.

All the ghost minions and ghost children turned their heads and moved towards the troupe.

Zhao Fusheng's target is not the ghost minions, but the ghost mother.

With the help of the Huangquan Opera Troupe, she quickly identified the ghost mother. Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed and he summoned the door god again.

1000 merit points were deducted, and the second door god appeared and immediately surrounded the ghost mother together with Zhao Fusheng.

The door panel shot up into the sky, trapping the ghost mother inside.

The blood on the ghost gate board surged and turned into ghost fire, burning the ghosts.

In the blood, the ghost mother's body was surging.

Its ghost eyes were severely damaged by the plaque and could not exert its initial crushing power. When the flames of the ghost gate plate rose, its cheeks, forehead, arms and other parts quickly glowed and turned into a porcelain-like texture.

When Meng Po saw this scene, her eyes lit up:

"Did you make it?"

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything.

Things were going so smoothly that they seemed unreal to her.

The ghost mother's body was seen shrinking smaller and smaller under the ghost fire. In a moment, its ghost body was forged into a mini porcelain, floating in the air.

Zhao Fusheng turned around and stared at the porcelain for a long time, then reached out and took the ghost porcelain in his hand.

The ghost porcelain is cold, and its facial features are mini and small. It does not have the ferocity of a revived evil ghost, but instead has a delicate and cute feeling.

"Sir, is it solved?"

Meng Po shouted.

Her voice made the others turn their heads and smile.

Zhao Fusheng held the ghost porcelain in his hand and frowned:

"I think--"

Before she finished her words, something strange happened.

The ghost porcelain did not break into pieces like the ghost minions that were forged in Ding'an Tower yesterday. Instead, the corners of the ghost porcelain doll's mouth slowly curled up.

It seems to be smiling.

This was not Zhao Fusheng's hallucination.

In addition to the ghost porcelain smile, the ghost eye that was originally closed in the center of its forehead suddenly widened!

A pitch-black ghost eye slid out from the center of Gui Ci's forehead, turning into a brand, engraved on Zhao Fusheng's forehead.

“Wuwuwu——”

Amid the evil ghost's miserable cries, Kuai Manzhou screamed:

"Fusheng, be careful."

As the little girl shouted, her figure shattered with a bang, turning into countless blood spots that fell down one after another.

I saw that those human-skinned ghost minions who seemed to be attracted by the ghost troupe had turned their heads at some point and were all facing Zhao Fusheng.

The Yellow Spring gushed out into Hell, and the spring water swept up countless ghosts, entangling their steps.

Ghost flowers are blooming on both sides of the spring. Behind the ghost flowers, villagers from the ghost village are revived and capture these evil ghosts.

But disaster-level ghosts are extraordinary, and the flowers cannot hold them back for long.

When Zhao Fusheng turned around, the group of ghosts were almost in front of her.

The ghosts inside these human-skin ghost minions are different, but their human skins are similar.

They were once women of Shangyang County. They suffered from the "right of virginity" for many years and died in a ghost disaster. They were peeled off by evil spirits and became carriers of trapped ghosts.

When they die, they look similar.

When Zhao Fusheng looked around, he saw a number of limp human-skinned evil ghosts with blood surging inside. For a moment, he could not tell who was the evil ghost and who was the ghost mother.

“Wuwuwu——”

Amid the ghost's cries, the ghost porcelain held in Zhao Fusheng's palm shattered, and then a ghost in a human skin grabbed her shoulders.