Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 446

Lin Hun nodded and said carefully:

"No one else knows except me."

Because everyone who knew the existence of Huangquan Patriarch is dead.

They died completely.

The red pupil, the skin bag, the sword spirit, etc. cannot be spread.

"I have something to ask Miss Gu."

Gu Lengyan laughed and said:

"You want to ask about the person who summoned the Yin Fu, right?"

Lin Hun nodded.

"You can't say it, I can't say it. Everything about that person, as long as I say a word, I will be killed."

Gu Lengyan said solemnly.

So that's it.

Gu Lengyan didn't let herself spread the news that summoning the Yin Fu could summon Huangquan Patriarch.

It turned out that she was afraid that she would be killed instantly if she told it.

"I see, then I understand."

At this time, Lin Hun couldn't ask anything more.

He began to fry Shou and feed him step by step.

For a moment, the spiritual world was particularly quiet.

…

Barbarian land.

Jishen Slope.

The palace of the Witch King.

There are thirteen vertical coffins on the blood pool.

The sixth vertical coffin suddenly caught fire.

The old man in the distance was so scared that he fainted with a cry.

He had never seen such a situation.

This is the thirteenth Jigui, how could it suddenly catch fire?

You must know that Jigui must live in a coffin.

The coffin is the life object of the thirteen Jigui.

The coffin burned.

Jigui was destroyed.

The sixth of the thirteen Jigui of the Jigui lineage actually...

was destroyed.

This is a big event.

Let's talk about the burning of the coffins of the six adults.

The remaining twelve hanging coffins trembled suddenly.

It was as if they had experienced something terrible.

The entire blood pool underground palace emitted a wave like an earthquake.

It lasted for a long time.

All the Jigui cultivators who were half-finished in the blood pool were trembling.

When the anger finally subsided.

An angry voice came from the third of the twelve hanging coffins.

"Who is it? Who killed Lao Liu?"

This Third Ancestor was the one who had the best relationship with the Sixth Master.

The long-pole messenger he trained died at the hands of Lin Hun.

One of his clones also died in that battle.

So the Third Ancestor knew the whole process best.

"Old Third, don't panic. Tell me what happened recently."

A voice came from the second hanging coffin.

This one was the Second Ancestor.

Now the Old Ancestor was helping the Jishenpo Witch King to break through the realm and had no time to take care of other things.

The things here were left to the Second Ancestor to take full responsibility.

"Humph, this is the whole thing..."

The Third Ancestor talked about the killing of the Gui cultivators he and Lao Liu trained.

Then he also mentioned the fact that Lao Liu went to the human world and was killed.

The Second Ancestor pondered for a moment and said:

"The lineage of the Wu King Jishenpo worships us and provides us with human blood food."

"We, the Thirteen, provide him with the source of strangeness and cultivate strangeness. This is the contract between us."

"Now that Lao Liu has been killed, he must have provoked an existence that should not be provoked."

"In my opinion, let it go and don't mention it again."

The Second Ancestor of the Thirteen Stuff was actually scared.

Let it go?

The Third Ancestor couldn't agree with it at all.

"Old Second, have you become stupid after seclusion? Lao Liu was killed by humans for no reason, and you say just let it go?!"

"No, I'll wait for the Old Ancestor to wake up and ask the Old Ancestor to do justice!"

The Third Ancestor had the best relationship with Lao Liu and naturally couldn't accept that it was over.

The Second Ancestor snorted coldly and continued:

"This is what the old ancestor meant. Old Three, if you don't agree, you can go and try it yourself."

The Second Ancestor's voice did not contain a trace of emotion.

This was a conversation between the Second Ancestor and the Third Ancestor.

The other ghosts in the hanging coffins naturally did not dare to interrupt.

"Is this what the old ancestor meant?"

The Third Ancestor shouted loudly and could no longer hold back his frustration.

Thirteen ghosts were killed by humans.

Humans are food for our ghost clan.

How could they just give in?

The Third Ancestor was also a fearless person.

The lid of the Third Ancestor's coffin exploded.

A sheep-headed ghost larger than the Sixth appeared.

He started eating as soon as he appeared.

He ate more than a dozen semi-finished human ghost monks in the blood pool below.

After replenishing his blood, he disappeared into the blood pool underground palace.

"One of the Thirteen Jigui was killed, and you are actually cowards."

"How will the blood-eating humans in Jishenpo look at us?"

"I will avenge Lao Liu. You should just hide away."

The voice of the Third Ancestor lingered in the Blood Pond Underground Palace for a long time.

After a long time.

The voice of the Second Ancestor was grim.Yin sounded:

"Two positions are vacant again in the Thirteen Guis. Listen up, the semi-finished Gui monks below."

"In the next forty years, the ancestor will choose two of you to add to the Thirteen Guis."

"It depends on which two people's cultivation progress will satisfy the ancestor in these forty years."

As soon as the second ancestor finished speaking.

The less than one hundred coffins soaked in the blood pool below were ready to move.

They could actually be added to the hanging coffins of the Thirteen Guis.

Once they enter the ranks of the Thirteen Guis.

Then these Gui monks in Jishenpo will get great benefits and the inheritance of the ancestor.

Thus evolving into a real weird clan.

The remaining Guis in the hanging coffins felt scared.

That was the dignified Third Ancestor.

With the strength of the Third Ancestor going out to seek revenge, the Second Ancestor actually concluded that the Third Ancestor would never come back.

This shows how strong the enemies outside are.

"I know, you must be surprised why we don't go to avenge Lao Liu?"

The voice of the Second Ancestor sounded again.

The hanging coffins and the coffins in the blood pool below suddenly became quiet after hearing it.

Everyone was listening carefully to the next words of the Second Ancestor.

"Because the one who killed Lao Liu was ridiculously powerful."

"Lao Liu didn't even leave a trace of 'Ji Xi' and disappeared quietly like that."

"Such a powerful existence, even if Lao San rushed there, he would be sending blood food."

"Lao San, you can't come back."

Lao San can't come back.

The words of the Second Ancestor lingered in the underground palace of the blood pool for a long time.

No one dared to make a sound.

Because everyone knew that the words of the Second Ancestor represented the attitude of the Old Ancestor.

This was also the judgment of the Old Ancestor.

The death of the Third Ancestor and Lao Liu was good news for the Ji Gui lineage in the coffins below immersed in the blood pool.

The undercurrent suddenly surged.

The semi-finished products in the less than 100 coffins began to practice desperately.

The thirteen ghosts didn't seem to feel anything after losing two of them.

Perhaps this is also an alternative way to raise poison.

...

The third ancestor of the ghosts quickly left Jishen Slope.

He found an underground river.

With a flip of his wrist, a black sheep horn appeared in his hand.

This is a broken sheep horn, which is the broken sheep horn of Lao Liu, who has the best relationship with him.

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, with this broken horn, I, the third ancestor, can help you find out who killed you."

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, the third ancestor will definitely avenge you!"

Then he spat a mouthful of blood on the broken sheep horn.

He began to activate it with his own secret method.