After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 158 City God
Wang Qiu and his people originally wanted to help, but they saw that the man who had just helped was burned to death by the flames.

This discouraged them from saving people.

This black flame cannot be touched at all.

If you touch it, you will die.

Mo Lin was alone, stopping a dozen people in front of him.

Wang Qiu and his people didn't dare to touch the black flames at this time.

Mo Lin slowly raised his hand, and the black flames around him began to shrink.

Approaching Wang Qiu and others little by little.

Wang Qiu thought to himself that this was not good.

"Pfft!"

Wang Qiu knelt on the ground.

The other people also made the same movements as Wang Qiu.

These people were obviously not kneeling to Mo Lin.

It's not an admission of fault.

It seems like he is worshiping something.

"Please help, ancestor!" Wang Qiu shouted loudly.

"Please help, ancestor." The other people repeated.

Then a dark cloud appeared in the sky.

There is a black figure in the dark clouds.

A huge black palm fell from nowhere and directly extinguished the black flames.

A terrible feeling of oppression came over me.

Mo Lin couldn't help but frown.

“Don’t be afraid, leave the Black Demon to me!” The voices of the Three Nightmare Immortals sounded.

Then two figures were seen trembling together in the air.

The black devil should refer to the black shadow that appeared in the air just now.

Judging from the situation, it seems that he is at the same level as the Three Nightmare Immortals.

I have to say, this Three Nightmare Immortals is really serious when it comes to things.

This money is well worth it.

She should have been following Mo Lin these days.

The ghost called Black Demon was stopped.

People like Wang Qiu lost their support.

Mo Lin waved his hand again, and the Netherworld Fire reignited.

Pitch-black flames floated around Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin rushed directly towards a man in black.

The man in black gritted his teeth and directly used up 500 years of his life!

This is his trump card.

Five hundred years of life is all the black-clothed man has, and he is risking everything.

Five hundred years of life gathered in the air and condensed into a skull, biting towards Mo Lin.

He wasn't the only one using this trick.

Wang Qiu and others are using this trick at this time.

Skulls floating in the air.

There were about a dozen skulls gathered in mid-air.

They are indeed from the same group, even the tactics they use are the same.

Each skull represents five hundred years of life.

A dozen skulls are still difficult to deal with.

Mo Lin used the Netherworld Fire to suppress a dozen skulls.

The Netherworld Fire is very powerful, but that doesn’t mean it is invincible.

These skulls can offset the damage caused by the Netherworld Fire.

A dozen skulls means a lifespan of more than five thousand years.

This is a duel between divine fire and longevity.

The strength of the divine fire depends on the strength of Mo Lin.

Obviously Mo Lin is not strong enough now.

The Netherworld Fire was shrinking little by little under the pressure of the skull.

The Netherworld Fire that was as big as a wave just now has shrunk to only one meter in length.

It's like a flame burning.

Wang Qiu showed a smug smile, "Boy, you can go die now."

Mo Lin suddenly put away the Netherworld Fire.

Wang Qiu and others thought that Mo Lin had given up struggling.

"Don't give up, I can save you." The voice of the Three Nightmare Immortals rang out in the air.

She also thought that Mo Lin had given up struggling.

The Three Nightmare Immortals also don't want Mo Lin to die.

Mo Lin promised to contribute 100,000 ghost money to her every month.

If Mo Lin died, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss for the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"Who said I gave up?"

A sneer appeared on Mo Lin's lips. "Let me try my trump card!" he said.

"The Five Internal Organs Hiding Ghost Technique!"

Mo Lin snorted coldly.

Merlin did not summon a ghost.

Without enough ghost energy, there is no way to summon ghosts.

What Mo Lin summoned today was not a ghost.

Mo Lin slowly opened his mouth.

A burst of golden light gushed out from Mo Lin's mouth.

It was a little man wearing a golden dragon robe.

Wearing a golden pearl crown.

A supreme majesty burst out from his body.

He looks a bit like an ancient emperor wearing a yellow robe!
The little golden man slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, everything stopped functioning for everyone present.

The skulls in the air began to develop spider-web-like cracks and then exploded quickly.

The golden man raised his head and looked into the sky.

The three Nightmare Immortals who were fighting suddenly stopped.

"Why is this guy here!" The Three Nightmare Immortals spoke with timidity.

"This kid actually has such luck."

Another ghost in the air named Black Demon also let out a cry of surprise.

The golden man, without distinguishing between friend and foe, looked up into the air and prepared to raise his hand.

"Sir, please spare my life! I will leave now." The Three Nightmare Immortals exclaimed and then disappeared.

Another ghost named Black Demon also disappeared.

Wang Qiu and others showed a trace of fear in their eyes.

"What is this?" a man in black exclaimed.

Several others also exclaimed, "What's going on? Why can't we move?"

These people are in a situation at this time, that is, their bodies cannot move.

The little golden man slowly floated in the air.

He looked around.

"Has the disaster finally reached the human world?" the little golden man muttered to himself.

He looked at Mo Lin again.

Seven years ago, he was injured, his Dharma body was shattered, and his Taoism fell. It was Mo Lin who saved him.

He also promised to be Mo Lin's five internal organs ghost and ensure Mo Lin's safety throughout his life.

The golden man suddenly realized something.

"It seems like something bad has been noticed."

If those terrifying beings knew that he was still alive, they would definitely find him at all costs.

Then the golden man turned into a ray of light and disappeared into Mo Lin's mouth again.

His breath completely disappeared.

After the golden man disappeared, Wang Qiu and others regained their ability to move.

"What is that?" the man in black asked in surprise.

Wang Qiu took a deep breath and uttered two words, "City God!"

His voice was not very loud, but every word was clear.

When everyone heard the word "City God", they were stunned.

City God.

He has already reached the level of an immortal.

Such a horrible existence is still alive?

These people were deeply surprised.

Mo Lin actually summoned the City God, which surprised these people even more.

They were curious about Mo Lin's identity.

Before in the Nightmare Realm, Mo Lin was ready to summon out the City God.

But for various reasons, the City God was not summoned later.

"Run!" Wang Qiu said to the people around him.

These people have just consumed 500 years of their lifespans and their strength has dropped drastically.

There is no way to fight Mo Lin to death, so running is the best option.

So everyone fled in all directions.

Next is the time to harvest the Merlin.

These people have exhausted all their tricks, but Mo Lin still has some tricks up his sleeve.

Mo Lin waved his hand again and used the Netherworld Fire.

Mo Lin gathered a ball of Netherworld Fire in his palm and threw it into the crowd like a sandbag.

The Netherworld Fire, which was originally only the size of a fist, fell into the crowd and directly turned into a black fire dragon more than ten meters long.

Devour this group of people.

Wang Qiu and others struggled painfully in the flames, trying to put out the fire.

Unfortunately it was of no use.

(End of this chapter)