I raised a bunch of monsters in my sect

The moment the bandit leader was killed, it meant that the remaining bandits were already in the bag and were captured and killed on the spot by the people from Black Ghost City and Yulin Peak.

At the moment, there are still thirty-two Nascent Souls in the Black Ghost City standing upright, fighting against each other with the sharp knives of the Yulin Peak Man.

"You guys are very powerful. As the lord of the first district, I can grant you the status of the lord of the 33rd district and work with us to re-divide this city. What do you think?"

The district owners of these thirty districts have dozens of Nascent Soul helpers under each district. It can be said that it is difficult to swallow them all in one breath.

Maybe, people from Yulin Peak will choke to death.

The existence of the gangsters gave Yulin Peak people a huge advantage. Now, they have all been killed. Yulin Peak people understand that current affairs are heroes and have no intention of confronting them head-on.

However, I am still a little dissatisfied with the status of the thirty-three district lords.

Before he came, he was in the worst position and was used as cannon fodder at will. When it came to being at the bottom, Ji Tong expressed his inability to accept it.

A small condition was put forward at the moment. They wanted to challenge the people in District 18. If they succeeded, the status of District 18 would be theirs, and the people in District 18 would naturally have to go to District 33 to stay.

The district leader of the first district frowned and expressed dissatisfaction with the demands of the seven of them.

"There are only a few of you, and allowing them to sit in Area 33 is already a very high standard."

"Young people, I advise you not to be too ambitious. District 18 is not something you can handle."

It's a pity that Ji Tong didn't give in at all, he just insisted on the 18th district.

The reason is very simple. People in District 18 are easier to fight. They are the easiest and most labor-saving among all districts, and they are also the only ones that can be defeated.

In other districts, they might be completely wiped out.

As a person with a head start, how could he let this happen.

As a result, the people in Black Ghost City were suddenly divided into two camps.

People from other districts feel that they can take on the challenge. Anyway, winning or losing has nothing to do with them. If there is no loss, the most they can do is watch the process.

But the people in District 18 are about to have an uproar.

Because once they win, it's easy to say, but if they lose, their status will really fall to the bottom.

Unfortunately, their arms couldn't twist their thighs, and the rest of Area 31 put pressure on them. They must either accept the challenge now, or go directly to Area 33.

After being forced into death, they had no way out except fighting.

The people from District 18 showed up with hatred, with a total of 78 Nascent Souls. To deal with the Yulin Peak people, it was equivalent to the seven of Jitong and the others, each of whom had to deal with 11 Nascent Souls.

Dugu Chuixue, a militant, was frightened by this exaggerated lineup and swallowed involuntarily.

"Senior Brother, you are playing with fire. We can't win at all."

When so many Yuan Yings rush up, they are like small boats in the sea, and will be wiped out in an instant.

Don't say he has no future, look at the others, they have already begun to show off.

Ji Tong glanced at him, then scanned the rest of the people, and then said: "Why are you panicking? I have a big killer weapon that I haven't taken out yet. With this thing here, even if God comes, I won't be able to do it." A hole has to be chewed out."

The thing Ji Tong was talking about was called a spirit-eating ant.

This thing is very dangerous. Ever since he hid it in the wilderness, he has only dared to breed a hundred or so.

Any more would exceed his current ability to control and would cause trouble.

Ji Tong put a hundred fanged soul-devouring ants evenly into ten small glass bottles, the seals on them were plugs made of soft mud.

This kind of ooze is the most disgusting smell for Soul-devouring ants. Once it blocks the mouth of the bottle, the Soul-devouring ants will fall into a coma.

However, as long as this ooze is taken away, the spirit-eating ant will wake up and carry out inhumane killings.

"Hiss... Senior brother, how dare you raise this? What would happen if the sect found out!"

Everyone was so horrified by Ji Tong's audacity that their faces changed.

They had experienced the lethality of this thing in the wilderness.

At that time, if An Shiqiu had not had the ability to move mountains and seas and teleport them to other mountains, they would have been weathered bones by now.

Previously, they were capturing Nascent Soul evil spirits, and now they are raising spirit-eating ants in captivity.

The first thing thrown into Tianyuan Continent will be a disaster.

Ji Tong didn't waste any words. He just asked them if they wanted to use the soul-devouring ants to kill the enemy. As for the rest, there was no need to worry too much.

If one day they become powerful enough, who in this world can come to defeat them?

Moreover, as long as this thing does not wander around and cause harm to people at will, it has a reason for its existence. Why must we kill all the little ants?

Ji Tong never wanted to be a savior, nor did he want to be punished from the moral high ground.

He has always been casual. As long as he sticks to his heart, everything in the world can be used.

If necessary, if God is too unfair to him, he can kill the thief God, peel off the skin and bones, and gnaw them clean.

When such a rebellious thought came into his mind, in the distant void, a sleeping old man suddenly sneezed.

"Hiss... my nose feels so itchy, who wouldn't open their eyes and scold an old man behind his back?"

This man's eyes flickered, as if they contained the light of the sun and the moon.

In just a moment, his eyes dimmed.

His face looked a little confused, and he casually touched his long beard.

As a result, it seemed that his beard had not been groomed for too long and was a little tangled. It hurt so much that he throbbed when he stroked it.

"I've been having trouble drinking cold water lately, so just lie down. I hope there will be good news when I wake up."

He slept peacefully... No, he fell asleep. Only his heavy snoring echoed in the void, like the roar of thunder.

At this time, on Yulin Peak, two guards stood idle on the tall trees, looking into the distance.

They haven't heard from Ji Tong for a long time, which makes them feel empty.

They are still waiting for this guy, trying to find a way to get the fairy spirit balls to take them away from this ghost place.

Sometimes, the two of them would be on tenterhooks if they farted after eating too much, fearing that the fart would make too much noise and disturb the heavenly laws of this place, and eradicate them as aliens.

Is it still a human life to live with one's butt between one's buttocks?

The two of them had had enough.

Although the secret realm of the valley is not a good place, it has no restrictions on them. If it doesn't work, it will be their last resort.

"Oh...it's all your fault. When that guy invited us to go together, he had to put on airs. Now we can only stay here in fear."

"Uh... it's already like this. It's useless to say this now. You'd better hurry up and pray that this guy comes back alive!" (End of Chapter)