I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 558: A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a dead end road (5k)

Pei Tugou looked at the ghosts all over the ground and the ghost that had just walked out of Lao Zhao's house, and grinned.

"I promised Wen Yan that I would take good care of the house. My daughter has to go to school tomorrow and my son just fell asleep. I can't disturb them. I'm not in a good mood either, so I can't make too much noise..."

The more Pei Tugou spoke, the happier he laughed. In one hand, he was holding a blood rope that was obviously much thicker. The Yin energy that had expanded exponentially around him was instantly suppressed by the cold murderous aura.

Blood ropes, each thinner than the last, kept appearing around, like blood snakes with their heads raised.

Just like the murderous aura that had been suppressed for so long began to rise exponentially, the number of thin blood ropes also began to rise exponentially.

The blood and murderous aura continued to condense and materialize, and the blood ropes were rapidly entangled with each other, as if woven into a large net.

The big net formed by blood and murderous aura was bounded by the backyard of Wen Yan's house. After expanding horizontally, it enveloped the entire Zhao family.

The big net covered an area of ​​ten meters around. The blood ropes intertwined and rose into the air, converging ten meters above the head, turning into a big blood-colored net that covered the ground.

As the blood rope net was woven, when looking outside through the net, everything outside was only black, white and red, and all the sounds from the outside seemed to be isolated.

Within the blood net, after the special ghost in charge of transportation was killed, a large number of ghost-like monsters exploded. They had no intention of fighting with Pei Tugou.

They tried to attack but were trapped by the blood net with such large mesh that it seemed easy to pass through. Now they were surrounded by Pei Tugou.

The ghost who walked out of Lao Zhao's house on all fours still had the same weird smile on his face as the guy who was hanged just now in the face of this situation, and he was repeating the words with a slightly weird accent in his mouth.

"Can you kill me? Can you kill me completely?"

The blood rope was suddenly put around the necks of these strange transport ghosts, and then suddenly tightened, hanging up all the new transport ghosts and hanging them on the blood net cover.

The blood was steaming, and drops of blood began to appear on the ground. The murderous aura here began to rise continuously.

A transport ghost was hanged, and its body immediately began to swell and explode, with dozens to more than a hundred strange ghosts bursting out in one breath.

Those ghosts were filled with extremely strong Yin energy and kept attacking the blood net. They didn't care about being killed. They just wanted to rush out and rush into this world, a world full of high-quality souls, but their strength was very weak.

A large number of ghosts attacked the blood net, and the coverage of the blood net gradually expanded. However, these ghosts did not seem to notice that the scene outside seen through the mesh of the blood net had not changed.

Even though the blood net is expanding its range, everything outside seems to still maintain its original range.

A ghost with sharp claws was hung up by the falling blood rope. It struggled hard, but its sharp claws could not tear the blood rope. The more it struggled, the greater the force it had to bear.

When it was completely hanged, it could no longer keep its mouth closed. Its mouth twisted and a piece of black mud came out of it and fell to the ground.

Pei Tugou was hanged very quickly, but after the transport ghost was hanged, the number of ghosts bursting out of his body was also increasing rapidly.

People who are transporting ghosts out of Lao Zhao's house are also coming out in an endless stream.

The sky constructed by the blood net has expanded to a range of more than 100 meters. The blood dripping on the ground has begun to gather into streams and turned into small puddles.

The smile on Pei Tugou's face grew wider and wider, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. A hint of black and red gradually emerged from the edges of the whites of his eyes, eroding the whites of his eyes.

The transport ghosts that kept walking out of Lao Zhao's house were still constantly saying the same words, leading Pei Tu Gou to kill them.

The more Pei Tugou killed, the happier the transport ghost became.

"Kill, kill, just like that, keep killing."

Seeing that the efficiency was not enough, Pei Tugou held the thickest blood rope in one hand and shook his wrist. Then a blood rope flew out and quickly passed through the group of ghosts. The blood rope kept twisting and tied a knot around the neck of every ghost along the way.

A blood rope kept extending and taking shape, and it rolled up dozens of ghosts in one breath. Those ghosts kept struggling, and all the strength of their struggles was utilized by the blood rope.

The ghost on the left struggles and strangles the ghost on the right.

In just a dozen seconds, dozens of ghosts were strangled to death.

The white in Pei Tugou's eyes became less and less, and the black and red power had almost eroded all the whites of his eyes.

He could see that each of those transport ghosts seemed to have the same consciousness, and the other party didn't care about the death of any individual ghost transporter at all, and just kept sending out troops.

Seeing that the white in Pei Tugou's eyes was getting less and less, and his movements were getting bigger and bigger, the transport ghost laughed very happily.

"Kill quickly, see how many you can kill, kill... kill..."

By the time the whites in Pei Tugou's eyes completely disappeared, the hemisphere constructed by the entire blood net that was upside down on the ground had expanded to two or three hundred meters.

The place was densely packed with ghosts that were released by the transport ghost transporters, and the ghosts that were strangled to death on the ground. Just like the ghosts that were hanged by Pei Tugou before, they did not dissipate after death and were all piled on the ground like corpses.

Pei Tugou suddenly paused, lowered his head and stopped.

A new transport ghost walked out of Lao Zhao's house, laughing even more wildly, and he continued to ask the same original question.

"Can you kill me? How many can you kill?"

Within a few hundred meters, the bodies of ghosts were piled up like a mountain. The ghosts hanging above their heads were like densely planted bluebells in summer. The blood on the ground had completely covered the ground. Many of the ghosts' bodies were half soaked in blood.

Pei Tugou's body seemed to be soaked in blood. He slowly raised his head with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"I'm counting, what are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to become mine after you've killed enough. The ghosts I brought with me are all my slaves. What I like most is when they are killed. As long as enough are killed, the things that killed them will become my new slaves. I like you very much. You actually killed so many before reaching the limit."

The transport ghost replied naturally, his tone full of admiration.

Pei Tugou stretched out his hand, a hand that was completely stained with blood, and covered his face.

The hand seemed illusory and went straight into his head. Then the murderous aura in him suddenly surged.

He pulled his hand outwards, and in a flash, he pulled something out of his head with one hand.

That thing looked just like Pei Tugou, except that its eyes were bloodshot, and there was no intelligence in them, only madness.

Pei Tugou pinched the thing's neck with one hand and lifted it up.

"Are you waiting for this?"

The happy smile on the transport ghost's face finally froze.

Pei Tugou grabbed something in the air with his other hand, and a blood rope flew up from the blood puddle on the ground. He put the blood rope around the neck of the guy who looked exactly like him, grabbed the two ends of the blood rope with both hands, and tightened it suddenly.

"It was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine just now. It's appropriate to kill myself as the ten thousandth one."

His arms suddenly swelled up, and his hands tightened suddenly. With a creepy cracking sound, the guy who looked exactly like him and was forcibly pulled out of his body was strangled to death.

There is nothing that cannot be killed. If you fail to kill it, it just means you are not strong enough.

After strangling the guy to death, Pei Tugou threw his body on the ground. He reached out his hand, grabbed a handful of blood from the puddle on the ground, picked up the thickest blood rope, and walked step by step towards the newly appeared transport ghost.

As he took a step forward, the blood network that formed this area disappeared in an instant.

There was an endless sea of ​​blood and corpses beneath his feet. In addition to these ghosts, one could also see the evil spirits that had been killed by Pei Tugou before. The street lamp pendants that had been hanged on the road also appeared here.

The old Zhao family has also disappeared, leaving only these ghosts.

He had been nurturing for so long, accumulating strength bit by bit, and today he finally had his fill of killing, slaying the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that belonged to him.

He walked up to the transport ghost and slowly put the blood rope around the transport ghost's neck.

"What kind of monster are you?" The transport ghost raised his head and looked at Pei Tugou. He had already given up the futile resistance. It was meaningless to resist at this time.

It couldn't understand how someone could remain sane after committing such a murderous spree.

In all its information storage, there has never been any kind of living creature, but after so much killing, its eyes can still maintain their original appearance.

It was indeed correct. For any intelligent creature, pressing a button and strangling another creature with a rope are completely different feelings and have completely different effects.

Pei Tugou is naturally not immune to negative effects, but if Pei Tugou kills that part of himself, he can naturally get rid of the natural side effects and the side effects brought by the ability to transport ghosts.

As the saying goes, when a person dies, the effects of his abilities will naturally disappear. It's a very simple truth.

Facing the words of the transport ghost, Pei Tugou held the blood rope and exerted force. "They call me an honest man."

As Pei Tugou stood on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood and exerted force with his hands, the sea of ​​blood began to churn.

He used all his strength, and it didn't look as easy as before. He seemed to be struggling, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

As he exerted force, the transport ghost that was still moving up the road below Lao Zhao's house suddenly stopped where it was.

The transport ghost in the underworld that had not yet reached the main intersection also stopped where it was.

They did the same thing in unison. They stretched out their hands and touched their necks.

Circles of blood appeared there, as if a rope appeared out of thin air and strangled their necks.

Pei Tugou stood in the sea of ​​blood that had just accumulated over ten thousand heads. This was his territory, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

What he wants to kill now is the transport ghost. Not only the one in his hand, but also its consciousness. No matter how fancy the tricks are, just wipe out its consciousness and kill its body.

The transport ghost hasn't figured out yet that it's facing a guy who becomes increasingly stronger the more he's pushed into a corner.

Pei Tugou didn't understand all the fancy stuff, he just wanted to kill this guy.

He growled and exerted force, his muscles bulged, veins exposed, and his clothes were torn apart.

The transport ghost instinctively stretched out its hand, trying to get some air that it didn't need.

It felt that Pei Tugou had completed his promotion and qualitative change. This was truly killing it, killing its consciousness and going straight to the essence, rather than just killing this body that could be discarded at any time.

Its consciousness is trapped in this body and cannot leave. Perhaps other parts of its body are also affected.

It began to make its final struggle, making sounds with difficulty.

“If you kill me, my servants will be completely out of control and will completely build the road.

Whatever is in each of their mouths comes from the black soil of your world.

A mountain from the netherworld that once fell upon us.

Only I, only I can control my slaves, and you killed me.

They will then carry out the final order and completely pave the way to your world."

"Oh."

Pei Tugou let out a sinister laugh, his waist slightly hunched, the blood rope made a creaking sound as if it was about to break, and the sound of transporting the ghost suddenly stopped.

With a loud bang, the body of the transport ghost suddenly exploded, and hundreds of monster ghosts spewed out. Those monsters all opened their mouths and roared.

Black balls of mud fell out of their mouths.

Pei Tugou loosened the blood ropes and stood in the sea of ​​blood, breathing heavily. He did not move, and dense blood ropes emerged from the sea of ​​blood by themselves, binding the ghosts here, and then stringing them together, letting them strangle themselves.

At the same time, on the road leading to Lao Zhao's house in the underworld, a bunch of monster ghosts exploded. After spitting out the black mud in their mouths, they seemed to be rejected by the world, and they fell one after another on the side of the road.

As for those monster ghosts in the underworld, when the transport ghost exploded, they were thrown directly into the underworld. They moved forward along the road and no longer tried to go to Lao Zhao's house and come to the world on their own.

They have not completed the leap, and now they have no chance, just like the countless ghosts in the underworld. Even if the intersection is right there, only a few ghosts with particularly deep obsessions can get out of the intersection if they rely on themselves alone.

The black mud from the real world in their mouths is no longer enough.

So, they all followed the last order to transport the ghost.

When passing the main intersection, they did not turn right, but turned left directly and entered the broken road on the left.

At the end of the dead end, a few three-inch tall ghosts finally waited for the things behind them to come over, and one of them screamed and cursed.

"What on earth are you doing, my king? Why are you so slow? We are all trapped here, with no way back. Hurry up and pave the way."

None of these monster ghosts spoke back, nor did they say anything about their master, who actually wanted to have a bite all to himself first, gain some benefits, and quickly increase his strength, but he never expected that he would die in the end.

These ghost monsters cannot understand how their masters died. They only remember the last order.

The monster came to the end of the dead end, opened its mouth and spit out a piece of black mud, which fell out of its mouth and rolled into the darkness in front. The monster itself also jumped into the darkness and disappeared.

One after another, the monster ghosts walked forward, continuously spitting out black mud balls that fell into the darkness. Gradually, the dead-end road was seen extending bit by bit towards the darkness ahead.

The further you extend, the more you can see.

A dark dirt road, next to a dead end, extends forward.

They waited for a long time, took great pains, and exchanged information before they finally found a glimmer of opportunity by following the original trend.

The road was paved with the help of the mountains in the underworld of the mortal world, the soil from there, and the monster Apia from the wilderness.

As long as the road is paved, they can leave that cold, dead and lifeless place and come to the legendary world full of delicious living souls.

A large number of monsters went to their deaths, led by black mud and paved the way with flesh and blood.

The dark dirt road stretched all the way into the darkness.

In the darkness, the sound of rushing water began to get louder and louder.

Several three-inch-tall little men stood on both sides of the black soil road, moving forward along the road.

At the main intersection, Pei Tugou was killing like crazy, while on the other side, the old Taoist priest was also killing people in the cracks of the sea of ​​clouds. However, the old Taoist priest could not even see any blood, so naturally he did not feel any pressure, and his mind was not affected at all.

On the other hand, Prince Zhu has closed most of the gates to Rakshasa Ghost Market, leaving only the last gate leading to Guanzhong County.

The third uncle from Fuyu Mountain drove down the mountain without stopping, and took Brother Jian on a killing spree.

The demon tribe in the northeast is fighting in the mountains, and the roar of artillery fire continues.

In the 800-li yellow sand of Xiyu County, Lao Meng, who had been in the detention center before, rode a camel and walked through it. As he walked, he scattered newly sprouted wheat sprouts.

"I'm here to save you. Don't make trouble. Go back and have a good rest."

The wheat sprouts fell into the desert and sank silently into the sand and disappeared.

The member of the Lieyang Tribe who was following Lao Meng looked at the tablet in his hand. The tablet showed that they were surrounded by dense red dots. The field staff silently turned off the warning sound and just watched the red dots appear and disappear.

Near Fengdu, a Taoist priest from Qingcheng was walking with his eyes blindfolded. Behind him was a ghost who was at least two meters thirty-four meters tall, thin and tall, wearing a hat to cover his face, and had an eerie aura.

All of this was done with the intelligence and logistical support provided by the Lieyang Tribe.

Near Decheng, the real Tuoba God of War, Zhang Xuewen, used fishing as an excuse to force his wife to go back to bed. He looked at his phone, waiting quietly.

But no one has paid any attention to him until now, as if he is of no use at all. He actually doesn't quite understand why Wen Yan asked him to come over.

The "Tuoba Martial God" Wen Yan, who many people thought was dead, had already left the Huai River.

Of course, he couldn't just stay in the Huai River and wait it out, but he couldn't get out of the water directly either. If he did, he would most likely be discovered.

So, he shamelessly asked for some help from Suicune, and Suicune directly sent him from the Huai River to the East China Sea.

Although the Huai River does not have a large naturally formed estuary, the artificially excavated part does have an irrigation canal that leads directly to the sea.

Wen Yan surfaced from the sea and took out his cell phone, upon which he received messages, including the messages Feng Wei had given him previously, as well as the messages summarized by Black Box.

There is also a short video included, which was taken by one of the special surveillance cameras arranged by the Lieyang Tribe targeting Lao Zhao's family.

The picture flickered a little, as if it was subjected to strong interference. Many blood ropes appeared around Pei Tugou, and then Pei Tugou and those monsters all disappeared. This was a typical feature of the domain.

Later on, the scene shows Pei Tugou reappearing, covered in blood, as if he had just been fished out of a sea of ​​blood. Every step he took left a bloody footprint.

Then there was a short surveillance video with severe interference, which was captured by the surveillance camera installed by Wen Yan in the underworld. A large number of monsters that could be captured by ordinary surveillance cameras were queuing up to the dead end behind the intersection.

(End of this chapter)