Super Soul Gatherer

Chapter 135 Paper Tiger
The ghost teeth protruded more than two inches from Jiang Yuan's lower lip.

"The underworld ghost messenger is coming again, how dare you make a mistake?"

Lao Hei's voice was full of air and power.

When he yelled out a word, the eight ghosts beside him trembled in fright.

At the same time, a token of a grimace slowly emerged between Jiang Yuan's brows, and there were circles of strange lines around the grimace, and on the forehead of the grimace, there was a faint ancient Chinese character 'black'.

This token is the seal of Hei Wuchang, one of the top ten yin commanders in the underworld. With this unique seal, Hei Wuchang can not only mobilize all the ghosts in the underworld, but also have the power to mobilize all kinds of idle ghosts in the underworld.

The power is quite large.

Except for the other ghost kings who are on equal footing, they all have to salute Hei Wuchang.

This is the rule.

As soon as Lao Hei's identity mark was revealed, the ghostly laughter in the entire formation stopped abruptly, and those laughing ghosts seemed to be strangled by the neck in an instant.

The white mist next to him cleared up in an instant, just kidding.

Wouldn't it be too long for a prisoner to swear in front of a super special soldier?

Even if the person carrying the Yin Shuai seal is not Yin Shuai himself, he is still a person who has a close relationship with Hei Wuchang. Which ordinary ghost would dare to move?

If he dared to move, he would summon the vast number of Yin soldiers in the underworld every minute to kill him.

The yin soldiers in the underworld are regular soldiers. A little ghost will bring a few yin soldiers with him, and with a wave of the spirit rope, he doesn't care whether he is a thousand-year-old ghost or a hundred-year-old ghost. Throwing away, never turning over for life and life, is a more terrifying punishment than losing one's soul.

The eight ghosts instantly misfired.

The white mist dissipated, and eight ghosts, old and young, emerged, but the faces of these ghosts were really hard to see. They all died of anything, including hanging, drowning, burning, and illness.

None of them are good-looking, all of them are green-faced and fang-like, with hideous faces.

Ordinary people cry every minute, and there is a female ghost with a pretty face, (compared to other ghosts)
Bai Shengsheng's belly was exposed, with a good figure, without a trace of fat, but it was a pity that the belly was cut open in the middle, and all the intestines and organs were hung outside.

It's not even pretty.

The eight fierce ghosts looked at each other. After waiting for thousands of years, they finally found a living person. When they were about to play the tooth-beating ceremony, they suddenly revealed a ghostly aura, more like a ghost than themselves.

And the status is not low, and he is still handsome in the underworld, and the eight ghosts can't figure it out.

The eight ghosts exchanged eye contact for a moment, and finally elected the oldest and longest dead old man to come out to negotiate.

The way ghosts calculate each other's age is the age before death, plus the age after death and becoming ghosts, which is the most fair.

The longer the death time, the higher the Taoism, the stronger the strength, there is nothing wrong with it.

The old man had obviously died of illness, and the creases all over his face had drooped down to his chin, but fortunately, there was no black blood, rotten flesh, or brains.

The old man landed on the ground of the formation and turned into the figure of the old man, which is a respect for Old Hei.

"Cough cough, I don't know that this Lord Ghost God is here, and I am far away from welcoming him. What happened just now was so offensive. I am really sorry. Please also Lord Ghost God Haihan."

Lao Hei's ghost state is genuine, anyone who is not a fool can see it, but Lao Hei has only maintained half of it, half ghost state, and now it is just exuding a little original Yin Qi to pretend, if Lao Hei fully activates the ghost state If you are in the state, you have to kill ghosts, because Lao Hei can't open for a while in the state of ghosts and gods.

But the semi-ghost state doesn't matter.

Anyway, there is no use of Yin Qi.

"Hmph, you've been in this tomb for too long, I'm afraid you're not confused."

Old Hei had a displeased face.

In the underworld, there is not a handsome yin who has a good temper. That ghost king, the yin handsome, does not have millions of innocent souls in his hands, none of them are good, and naturally there is no one with a good temper.

They are all masters who slaughter the city at the slightest disagreement.

The old man was obviously trembling all over, and this lord of ghosts and gods was full of original yin energy, and his accumulated thousand years was only a little bigger than his fist. If he wanted to pinch himself to death, it was like playing, but how could they think that Old Hei was actually a little bit bigger? It's a paper tiger.

The old man's tone was visibly trembling, "I have been locked in this Eight Immortals Trapped Immortal Formation for thousands of years by the lord inside, just to wait for a predestined person who is also a soul gathering master. I am just following orders, Also, Lord Ghosts and Gods, please forgive me and spare my life."

After finishing speaking, the old man knelt down on the ground, and so did the other seven ghosts.

Lao Hei saw that his half-ghost state had bluffed the eight ghosts, so he let it go.

"Well, this tomb is the tomb of Soul Gathering Master Wuxin?"

The old man saw through the identity of his master at a glance when he saw the ghost, and his tone seemed familiar, so he quickly kowtowed.

"If you go back to Lord Ghost, it is the tomb of Master Wuxin."

"Well, that's good. I am the number one soul gatherer under the command of Master Heiwuchang, the tenth yin commander in Naidi Prefecture. I passed by here today and found my senior brother's tomb. I hereby come to visit my senior brother. You are the ghosts of my senior brother!" , do you dare to stop me?"

The ghosts knew that Wuxin was the soul gathering master under the throne of Bai Wuchang ghost, and seeing that the other party clearly stated his identity, and he also had the handsome seal of Hei Wuchang, there was no doubt that he was there.

"Don't dare, dare not, the little old man knows his mistake, please forgive me."

The old man knocked his head to the ground, not daring to get up at all.

Old Hei accepts it when he sees it, "Okay, I reunited with my senior brother today, and my heart is full of emotions. I don't want to embarrass the ghost slaves of my former senior brother, so I will let you go today."

Lao Hei slowly withdrew the original yin energy on his body, pretending to be more or less enough, if the other party saw the clues and found out that he was a paper tiger after a long time, it would be bad.

Don't swallow yourself alive, these ghosts who have been imprisoned for thousands of years cannot be suppressed by a single soul master who is at the peak of the soul refining state. Only by revealing the power to completely crush them can they give their greedy hearts Press to death.

Lao Hei dissipated the original yin energy from his body, but the dangerous aura was still there, mainly to deter the opponent.

"Aren't you leaving quickly? I want to reunite with my brother."

The old man just wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "My lord ghosts and gods don't know, this last formation that the master arranged before his death is called the Eight Ghosts Trapped Immortal Formation, and eight ghosts are locked in this eight ghost pillars to guard the master. The tomb. This is the last hurdle, once a stranger enters the battle, there will be no mercy."

"The Eight Ghosts Trapped Immortal Formation absorbs the yin and resentment of the eight ghosts to increase their strength."

(End of this chapter)