Chapter 341: Smart Ghost

Today I told Lao Li and the others a bold idea.

And let them try it.

As a result, none of them dared to experiment.

Isn't it just a cut?

Today's demon cultivators really have no exploratory qualities at all.

You don't even dare to cut a chicken, but you still act like a chicken!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 6104 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

The scene was a little cold for a while.

Not only because Brother Flathead is cold, but mainly because the snow-capped mountains are inherently cold.

The Underworld Bone Demon obviously didn't understand this old joke, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.

The crew-cut brother obviously didn’t get the hairstyle he wanted, which was really a bit frustrating.

Then he stared at the Huangquan Bone Demon and said, "Are you from the Yuan Clan?"

The Underworld Bone Demon immediately wanted to reply no, and then told them, in fact, I am your father!

But looking at a bunch of conscious corpses looking at him, the Underworld Bone Demon immediately swallowed back all the words of seeking death.

Damn it, no one told me that the sword tomb of Yuanmen still has the ability to linger!

If I had known earlier, they wouldn’t have come!

After a moment of silence, the Underworld Bone Demon could only answer honestly: "Yes!"

Brother Pingtou snorted coldly and said: "You are lying! How can I, a disciple of Yuanmen, master such a demonic cultivation technique as reviving a dead soul? You are clearly lying to me! You are looking for death!"

After saying this, there was a snap, and the Underworld Bone Demon received a slap in the face.

A group of corpse ghosts surrounded the Huangquan Bone Demon again.

Then they put their hands on the Underworld Bone Demon one by one.

Looking at this posture, if there is a slight mistake, he may turn into a shredded chicken, dipped in soy sauce, and the kid next door will cry.

Fortunately, the Underworld Bone Demon is not good at anything else, but his brain is pretty good.

He immediately admitted "honestly": "Yes, he is from the Yuan Sect. Look, these clothes, this beard, this vitality, this smelly feet... No, this skill is from the Yuan Sect!"

Controlling Elder Huoyun's body and releasing his vitality, all the corpses present immediately retreated.

Everything else is fake, and this authentic vitality of the Yuan Sect cannot be obtained in a short while.

The Underworld Bone Demon just breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Pingtou came up and slapped him again: "A noble Yuanmen disciple actually practices demonic cultivation skills. He deserves to be slapped!"

The Underworld Bone Demon covered his face and didn't know what to say for a moment. How could he be beaten like this!

It doesn’t work either left or right, right?

With a roll of his eyes, the Underworld Bone Demon replied: "Masters and seniors, people are suffering. The Yuanmen is in trouble, and the devil Zhang Da wants to kill the Yuanmen. I have no choice but to learn the magic method The cultivation techniques have awakened everyone, you must kill Demon Zhang and save the Yuanmen."

The Underworld Bone Demon was afraid that he was not convincing enough, so he simply started rolling on the ground.

If Elder Huo Yun could wake up and see this scene of his own, he would probably faint from anger.

"Is there such a thing?"

"Can't bear it!"

"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing, the sky and the earth are one..."

"Stop singing!"

Brother Flathead kicked away the corpse next to him. It could be seen that even if the sword tomb had the ability to immortalize the soul, some people still had their souls dissipated too much and lost all their wisdom. After being resurrected, they looked like fools.

Touching his chin, Brother Pingtou said: "Yuanmen is in trouble, we have to help!"

The Underworld Bone Demon nodded repeatedly on the ground.

Hehe, I can’t fool you!

With a loud voice, Brother Pingtou said again: "A mere devil dares to bully our Yuanmen and is seeking death. Kill him. You must kill him. Everyone, let's start!"

As soon as he started speaking, the Underworld Bone Demon jumped up from the ground.

The war is finally about to begin, although the process is a bit...

But that didn't matter. As long as these resurrected corpses killed Demon Zhang in the capital, or even worse, turned the capital into a sea of ​​ruins and fire, he would be satisfied.

The last time, the last time, we have to let the devil Zhang and the Yuanmen completely fight.

Only in this way can he stand up and win this victory.

Jie Jie Jie, Devil Zhang, it's your turn to be unlucky!

"Set off!"

The Underworld Bone Demon pointed towards the small door, but the corpse ghosts behind him walked back slowly.

Then he dug into his hole again and filled it with frozen soil.

The Underworld Bone Demon was confused. What was he doing? What to do? What are you doing?

Didn’t you say you were going to start a war? Why did you crawl back again and play with me? You can't play like this!

The Underworld Bone Demon quickly grabbed Brother Flathead and asked quickly: "You guys are so weird, what are you going to do?"

Brother Pingtou replied: "Of course we wait for the night of the full moon before we go out. Don't you know that the corpses are strongest when they are full of yin energy? Go now, you are not strong enough, you are looking for abuse. . You still practice magic skills, go practice mushrooms!"

The Underworld Bone Demon was scolded and looked confused.

Damn it, what you said makes so much sense, I can’t even refute it!

Looking at Brother Flathead, they all lay back down.

The Underworld Bone Demon scratched his head and calculated carefully.

It's a full moon night, right? It seems like there aren't even a few days left.

Wait, what else can be done?

It’s closer to the north!

…

On the other side, Zhang Da MoTou and others are still actively investigating, striving to really find out the spies.

"Are you a spy?"

"I'm not!"

"I think you are."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"No, but I think you are the next one, come here, knock him out, take him away!"

"Damn, you're so big..."

The review process was very fast and fair.

Anyway, those who are good-looking, have high cultivation, get angry, curse, refuse to talk, etc., are all taken away.

It doesn't matter if you are not a spy. Soon, it will be too late for you to admit it.

The way the Heavenly Demon Sect does things is so authentic and beautiful!

The Saint just watched the whole Yuan Sect wailing quietly, watching the familiar figures being taken away by the Heavenly Demon Sect.

She clenched her fists tightly, but her eyes were very calm. Even many Yuan Sect monks cursed her when they saw her.

"Saint, you are not worthy of being the Sect Master. Think about your Master and your Uncles!"

"Bah, disgusting, disgusting!"

"Yuan Sect is dead, Yuan Sect is dead!"

The voice faded away, and the Saint remained silent.

Zhang Mo also looked at this group of people at the door, lying sideways, eating melon seeds.

"Master Zhang, there are no cowards in Yuan Sect, and there are absolutely no spies!"

"Evil Zhang, even if you insult my sect, I tell you that there is no undercover in Yuan Sect."

"You can't find out anything, you are just deliberately messing with us."

...

Zhang Mo listened to their shouting, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Really? Want to bet?"

The Yuan Sect monks below laughed and said: "What are you betting? You can even bet your life."

Zhang Mo chuckled and said: "Okay, let's bet your life. If you win, I will kill you. If you lose, you will commit suicide!"

After speaking, Zhang Mo waved his hand lightly and asked his men to take them away.

A group of people widened their eyes and reacted.

Immediately cursed: "Evil Zhang, I X..."

Zhang Mo picked his ears and pretended not to hear anything.

Well, the weather is really good today!

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