My Weird Life

   Click!

  Tianwei Huanghuang!

  The thunder dragged across the distant sky in an instant, parted the sky, and rushed towards Liangzhuang in an instant!

   At the moment Chilong Daoist waved his hand to attract thunder, Liang Zhuang felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. From his four sleeves, two hungry and cunning hands stretched out, and a pair of pale arms spread all over his **** mouth.

  The two arms full of **** mouths are swinging back and forth, constantly expanding and elongating,

  Wrapped around Liang Zhuang's head like two pale cloth belts, the **** mouth on the pale arm suddenly opened, swallowing Liang Zhuang's head, neck, upper body, and lower body completely!

  After swallowing Liang Zhuang's body,

  Hungry Shagui's arms stretched out—its arms were actually connected to a skinny human figure. At this time, the abdomen of the human figure protruded from Liang Zhuang's figure—Liang Zhuang himself was hiding in Hungry Shagui's belly!

  As long as Hungry Shagui's protruding human figure hasn't disappeared, Liang Zhuang still has a chance to escape from Hungry Shagui's belly.

  Once the protruding human figure on Hungry Shagui's abdomen also disappeared, it meant that Liang Zhuang's body had been completely swallowed and digested by Hungry Shagui, and there was no chance to escape from Hungry Shagui's stomach!

   Shua!

  The thunder and lightning spread from the sky in an instant, turning into a white sword light, flashing across Hungry Shagui's head in an instant!

  Hungry Shagui swallowed Liang Zhuang whole just now, before he had time to digest the 'food' in his belly, he was beheaded by this sword light, and turned into two mutilated Ligui on the spot!

   Its head rolled into the gray mist and disappeared without a trace.

The headless body trembled violently. Liang Zhuang, who had been hiding in its stomach, struggled with all his strength at this moment, and a **** arm stretched out from the headless and hungry neck, supporting the headless and hungry figure. Gotta change shape!

  The five fingers of that arm changed various gestures,

  It seems to be struggling unwillingly,

  It seems to be sending various signals to the outside world through gesture changes!

  Li Gui was cut into two parts, and his original law of killing will also change rapidly in different parts of himself. What Liang Zhuang is facing now is the headless and hungry Shagui whose killing law is constantly changing and has not yet been fixed!

  When hungry, evil and complete,

  He can also take advantage of Hungry Demon's cunning law of killing to avoid himself and prevent disaster from befalling him.

But now Hungry Shagui was decapitated by Chilong Master Sword, the law of killing has suddenly changed, and has not yet been fixed-so, even though the incomplete Hungry Shagui facing Liang Zhuang is far less powerful than before, he is even more powerful. I don't know the law of killing the Incomplete and Hungry Evil, but I can no longer use the previous methods to escape from the Incomplete Hungry Evil!

  The palm that barely protruded from Hungry Shagui's broken neck, after changing gestures a few times, seemed to be shocked by electricity, and suddenly became stiff!

  The entire arm quickly lost its blood color, and large patches of corpse spots grew on the surface!

   "Zhuanger!"

  Liang Xiong saw his son's arm stretched out from Hungry Shagui's neck, stiffened in an instant, covered with corpse spots, how could he not be aware of something? I yelled on the spot, and all thoughts in my heart were lost!

  He looked up at the temporary altar built opposite,

  After the altar,

  The bearded Taoist carefully wiped a sword that had fallen on the altar.

  —It was that precious sword that cut off Hungry Shagui's neck with one sword, causing this Ligui, who had long been tolerated by his son, to suddenly change the law of killing, trapping his son in its stomach forever!

   "Your Excellency has not stepped on the chassis in the local area, so you have poisonous hands to destroy the Kuntian Dao Altar, and razed the Fuyu Dao Altar and the Jifa Dao Altar—now you want to kill my Tianpan Dao Altar!

   Your Excellency is really insane!

   It's so insane!

   No one in sight! "

   Liang Xiong stared at the bearded Taoist, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance!

  His gaze like a sharp knife crossed the faces of Daoist Chilong Daoist, the purple-robed young Taoist standing quietly beside the altar-Su Wu, Zhengyi Xingsheng, four Taoist boys, and Tong Qingzhu.

  The horrifying eyes stayed on Tong Qingzhu for a long time,

  He already guessed in his heart why he and others were chased by such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, and had no choice but to retreat to this place, which made Zhuang'er trapped to death in the belly of hunger!

   It’s all this unmarried daughter-in-law!

   She really shouldn't have been left here!

   "The road is uneven, someone shoveled it.

   Things are not fair, someone is in charge. "Renren Chilong looked at Liang Xiong who was surrounded by a group of Wutou masters who were facing a formidable enemy, and grinned, "Aren't you also here to make peace for the Taoist Temple of Heaven?

  I haven’t been able to settle things for others now,

   Bringing trouble on oneself, being shoveled down by others—this is the law of heaven!

   Heaven is clear, and retribution is not good.

  You kill me, I kill you, it has always been like this. "

   Master Chilong shook his head, and the sword fingers of his left hand were already raised.

   Those two seemingly ordinary fingers, every time they point at someone, they must make that person's head fall!

  Su Wu noticed Master's small movements and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The road is uneven, someone is shoveling it, the road is uneven, someone is shoveling it..." Liang Xiong murmured, repeating what Master Chilong said, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Master Chilong behind the altar, and said violently, " What a rough road, someone shoveled it!

  Let's see who eradicates who! "

   Click!

   Suddenly there was a crisp sound from his sleeve!

   The wooden token that he had been pinching in the heart of his right hand was suddenly smashed into pieces by him at this moment!

  The token powder **** fell from between his fingers!

at the same time,

  The bearded Taoist on the opposite side raised his sword fingers and pointed at Liang Xiong's head: "Fall!"

   "Disciple Liang Xiong asked the Three Altars of Daheijiao Mountain to pass on the chief teacher here, please avenge the disciple—!" Liang Xiong trembled all over, and let out a mournful cry!

  The moment he shattered the token and called out,

   Strands of black threads like silk ropes and hairs fluttered down from mid-air,

  Those black threads gathered on Liang Xiong's body surface, completely enveloping him, as if covering him with a thick black fur coat!

Liang Xiong in the black fur coat was unscathed, his head was not cut off by the Dao Wenyun running through this place, but the Dao Wenyun running through here at that moment did not cut off Liang Xiong's head, but it did not dissipate just like that. Instead, the black fur coat on Liang Xiong's body bounced back and turned around, circling the necks of the three black-headed masters behind Liang Xiong-the heads of the three black-headed masters fell off their necks in response!

   "Turn the blame on?"

   Master Chilong saw his sword pointing out, but failed to harvest Liang Xiong's head,

Instead, he was attracted by an unknown method, and transferred the death calamity that must have fallen from the top of his head to the three Wutou masters behind him. He immediately became interested, stopped his sword finger first, and did not continue to "point and point", his eyes slightly Squinting, observing Liang Xiong wrapped in a black fur coat.

  The sky is especially falling like a silk rope, like a black thread like hair,

  Those black lines gathered behind Liang Xiong to form a two-foot-tall human silhouette.

  A pair of dark eyes 'grow' out from the face of the humanoid outline, as if the eyes that can swallow all light are staring at the Chilong real person behind the temporary altar.

Just then he opened his mouth and said: "Your Excellency's annihilation of the three Dao altars of Wumen, the Taoist Temple of Fuyu, and the Dao Temple of Jifa, Heijiao Mountain can let the past go, as long as you are willing to let the Dao Altar of Tianpan go, and withdraw from Fujian from now on. "

   "Tianpan Dao Altar is close at hand,

  As long as the master and disciples of the altar announce to leave the altar and never get involved in witches and ghosts, I am willing to let them go and give them a way out.

on the contrary,

They are so close to a certain person, and they are jumping up and down here, showing off their majesty under the nose of a certain person, so a certain person can't help but not to point their heads and destroy their orthodox lineage—" Master Chilong spoke peacefully with the human silhouette The dark eyes that appeared in the eyes said, "As for asking a certain to withdraw from Fujian... a certain has traveled thousands of miles from Lushan in Beiyouzhou to this place.

  The destination is Lu Mountain in Southern Fujian, where I will meet fellow Taoists of Nanlu.

  How could it be possible to leave Fujian?

  The scenery here is beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a certain person wants to set up a Taoist altar here to spread the Dharma to Fujian. "

  The jet-black eyes that emerged from the silhouette of the human figure stared straight at Chilong Zhenren.

   Clusters of black silk threads are filled into the outline of the human figure, intertwined and connected with each other, vaguely hooking the void into the clusters of black silk threads.

  Su Wu stared at the black silk threads that kept falling and gathering,

   I vaguely recalled that after each rag doll disguised as a "puppet boy" was torn apart, the dwarf corpses that appeared were also entangled with black strings and black caterpillars.

   I wonder if the two are related to the black silk thread falling down here?

  This kind of thread, which looks like hair and rope, seems to be something tangible and qualitative, but it seems to have some kind of weird ability to connect the 'virtual and real'.

  The black lines continue to gather in the outline of the human figure,

  At a certain moment,

  A human face emerged from the silhouette of a humanoid staring at two pitch-black eyes.

  The weird face tilted his head to stare at Master Chilong, and said: "I am not discussing with you, bargaining, I am telling you the request of Black Horn Mountain.

  Since your Excellency is unwilling to comply with the request of Mount Blackhorn,

   Then stay in Fujian forever.

   Don't go anywhere. "

  The strange man's face was slightly lowered, his dark eyes looked at the many Wutou masters clustered around him, and he said calmly: "Set up a blood altar."

  As soon as its voice fell to the ground,

  The aconitum masters of the Tianpan Dao Altar, who were clustered around, suddenly changed their expressions!

Many disciples and masters in the periphery turned their heads at this moment, and ran away from the outline of the black-haired figure. Some people even fled to the real Chilong and Su Wu without hesitation. These people are not afraid of death The masters of the Tianpan Taoist altar ran away in a hurry because of the request of "set up a blood altar" from that weird face!

However,

   That weird face seemed to have known for a long time how the people below would react when he said a word!

  It quietly watched the people fleeing in all directions,

Wisps of black hair were sucked into the mouth and nose by people when they were running away in a hurry, and melted into the pores of their bodies. After that, the hairs all over their bodies grew vigorously, and clumps of black hairs grew from the back of their heads, floating in mid-air, Masters and disciples were entwined and merged into the outline of the black-haired figure!

  The silhouette of the black-haired figure grew six arms,

  Six-arm fretting,

   Pulling the masters and disciples whose hair penetrated the whole skin and sewn themselves into blood gourds, he pulled them under him, and countless human bodies and hairs piled up together,

   In an instant, a three-foot-high platform was formed.

  Blood gurgles from the many masters and disciples who make up the platform,

   Dyeing clumps of hair,

  The fishy wind is everywhere,

   This high platform made of flesh and hair is already a 'blood altar'.