Wu Yu has no rich experience, but the demons he sees are many sentimental people.·1

The people I see are good and evil, they are respected by him like Fengxue Cliff, and they are hated by him like Zhang Futu.

But the ghost cultivators, ghost girls, seven ghosts of the Red Sea, and the Black Mountain ghost wings were all ruthless, cold-blooded, bloody and cruel people. Even their behavior was remarkable.

He wants to slaughter ten thousand people and win ten thousand hearts! Create the ghost formation and make himself achieve the realm of the Purple Mansion Canghai!

How cruel, ignoring life!

Such people are great evil in the world. For example, Zhang Futu, at best, can only be regarded as small evil in the world.

When he heard the shameless smile of the Black Mountain ghost wing, even Jiuying's face looked very ugly. He clenched his fists and trembled slightly, and said, "I always heard that the ghost cultivator is inhumane and extremely vicious. It is even more terrifying than I imagined when I saw it today. Today, I Jiuying has gained knowledge. Wu Yu, you are right. People do have good and evil. You may not be a kind person, but this ghost cultivator must be a sinner."

"You are his target, let's work together to destroy him." Wu Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and tried his best to calm himself down.

Jiuying gritted her teeth and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult to do it, but since I'm trapped here today, I have to fight out no matter what I say."

Although he is a demon, he also has his own ideas. He only discusses right and wrong, regardless of race. He is a person that Wu Yu has never met for a long time. He is very pleasing to the eye and feels that he can continue to chat.

It is a fate to be able to fight side by side today.

In fact, they had a short conversation with the "Black Mountain Ghost Wing". Just when Wu Yu had made up his mind with Jiuying to join forces to fight out, the "Little Ghost Primordial Formation" immediately changed. Wu Yu and Jiuying were still restricted by the "Vampire". Although they tried their best to break through, they still had no way to escape from the Little Ghost Primordial Formation.·

"You can only kill the Black Mountain Ghost Wings to calm these things down." Jiuying said. He has never killed anyone in his life, a demon. But he knew in his heart that he might have to break the precept today.

As soon as the words fell, the blood mist rolled in front of him. For a moment, the blood ghosts around him roared and retreated towards the surroundings like a tide. In front of Wu Yu and Jiuying, a huge shadow suddenly appeared between the blood mist rolling! The shadow was more than six feet high, and it looked like a giant beast. However, when it approached, from the outline of the shadow, Wu Yu found that this was not a giant beast, but a giant, a giant six feet high, and a Vajra Buddha statue was somewhat similar in outline!

There is no doubt that this is what the "demon" looks like when the Lord Qingsang and others see!

Why do they say that this demon has many heads, which made He Daozi and the others mistakenly think it was Jiuying? That's because, through the outline, what Wu Yu saw was that the giant had six arms on his body, three on the left and three on the right, and his thick arms, when they were not really visible, were very similar to Jiuying's nine heads.

Moreover, in this blood mist, Wu Yu had already seen the black flames filled with black flames on the body of the Black Mountain Ghost Wing, but the nature of the flames was different from that of Jiuying.

With a scream, the giant appeared in front of Wu Yu's eyes from the blood mist!

It was a giant covered in darkness, with six thick arms, the arms were covered with rock-like scales, and even many sharp thorns. The claws on the fingers were as sharp as blades. Its thick body was like an ancient demon god. His eyes were as huge as a washbasin, scarlet, green face and fangs, and his mouth was scarlet and huge. It occupied more than half of the face. When it opened, it was a bloody mouth. The strangest thing was that a small head grew on the huge head, which was about to be an ordinary person. It was different from the huge head below. This head had a clean face, a sparse head, and a sloppy old man with a smile a little kind.

"Two children, will grandpa's magical power "Hei Mingshan ghost and god body" scare your young hearts?" As soon as the other party came out, he was not talking about the fierce and huge head, but the seemingly kind old man above his head.

But what really made Wu Yu's heart tremble, hatred and angry was not how scary his appearance was, but that there were five arms on his six arms at this time, all holding a bloody corpse...

Moreover, these corpses, like other monks, have been dug up their hearts and left a shocking wound.·1ka

Wu Yu still remembered the proud and arrogant look when he walked into the Heji Palace of Ziyang Sword Palace. Now, their faces were frightened, they died with their eyes closed, and even stared at everything in front of them...

They are He Daozi, Gong Yang Xue, Su Qing, Ye Jingming, Gu Hongming... Five people, without exception...

All the people from Shushan, except Wu Yu, died in battle. If Wu Yu had not been with Jiuying, the Black Mountain Ghost Wing feared, he might have been a corpse now, hanging on the last arm of the Black Mountain Ghost Wing.

"Children, this is the art of my Black Mountain Ghost Wing. Can you appreciate it? Really talented people are lonely, so I guess you should not appreciate the art of me." The Black Mountain Ghost Wing said seriously.

"I'm so irritable. I only have one arm left, and I have to bring you two corpses. I hate irregular things the most in my life. Forget it, don't want this one." He swallowed Ye Jingming's corpse directly in front of everyone, emptying a palm, leaving it for Wu Yu.

"I have to think about how you two guys left, how can you die more artistically?" Black Mountain Ghost Wings smiled.

By this time, it was already a terrible test. Wu Yu forced himself not to see the consequences of other Shushan disciples. He took a deep breath. He put away the Yin-Yang Dao Sword and took out the "Nine-Straight Demon Suppressing Pillar" from the Sumeru bag, allowing the Nine-Straight Demon Suppressing Pillar to surround the surroundings. He knew that his cultivation was not as good as He Daozi. This time, Jiuying was the main force, and Wu Yu could only see whether he could help at the most critical moment.

"Go behind me." Jiuying was bold. He was not scared by the other party, but changed his body. In a blink of an eye, a demon about the same size as the other party's "Hei Mingshan Ghost and God Body" appeared in this blood mist and confronted the other party in a cold manner! In terms of evil and momentum, Jiuying was not weaker than the other party.

"Oh, I regret it a little. Why don't I let you go. You leave here and don't interfere with my good things, okay?" Black Mountain Ghost Wing said suddenly.

In this way, Jiuying himself will not be in danger of life and will be able to escape from this little ghost formation. In fact, this matter has nothing to do with him.

When he heard this, Jiuying hesitated for a moment, looked back at Wu Yu, then shook his head at the Black Mountain Ghost Wing, and said, "I don't like you, I want to kill you and try."

Although he was underestimated, Wu Yu was still shocked. It was obviously Jiuying who knew that as long as he left, Wu Yu would definitely die, so he gave up the opportunity given to him and chose a very dangerous death battle.

At this moment, Wu Yu deeply felt two words, friendship.

When we met by chance, he made such a choice just because he liked it. This was because he had to be young and passionate, and his qi and blood were rushing to make such an irrational decision.

Wu Yu couldn't suppress the trace of something in his heart that could be called touching. He thought for a moment. If he had been Jiuying, he would probably not have made such a straightforward decision in the end. After all, who knows how terrible this Black Mountain Ghost Wing is...

"Wu Yu, fight for one blow to kill. I have my own magical power, which is my greatest killer move. The power can be said to be terrible. You can act according to the opportunity and help as much as you can." At this moment, Jiuying secretly said to Wu Yu behind him, and Wu Yu was hiding behind him at this time.

"no problem."

This is the time when the Black Mountain Ghost Wings look down on them slightly, and it is their only chance.

When Jiuying finished speaking, he took action directly!

The demon clan is not good at refining alchemy and magic circles, but its physical body and its natal magical powers are the most envious and feared by practitioners. The great Taoist magical power comes from the natal magical powers, which can illustrate the power of the natal magical powers.

Buzz!

In an instant, the nine heads of the nine infants were entangled together in a strange way, and they were twisted into a ball. From the front, one of the dragons was in the center, and eight were separated by the eight divine positions.

Then, Jiuying's eighteen eyes suddenly shone, and an ancient blood symbol appeared in each eye. Each symbol was different. There were eighteen kinds of symbols in total, just like eighteen words!

The eighteen ancient words emerged instantly and collided together.

It can be seen that each symbol represents a kind of power, and the symbols in the two eyes from the same head are relatively similar, only slightly different, and reflected in the power, which is the same force and different ways of appearing.

For example, one of the symbols is a black wave, and the other eye is a pitch-black ice.

These eighteen symbols were born, and even Wu Yu behind him felt a suffocating feeling. He naturally understood that the demon, Jiuying, is really a disaster beast, and has many negative forces on it, including corrosion, darkness, grayness, destruction, violence, ferociousness, poison, etc., which are simply the enemy of the legendary auspicious and bright fairy beasts, but Jiuying, who uses these evil forces, is indeed a very loyal demon boy.

"Disaster Whirlpool."

When the eighteen kinds of words collided together, a dark vortex formed instantly, and the moment it swept away, Wu Yu also made his own preparations.

First, his flesh and blood surged, and the immortal ape instantly transformed into a golden immortal ape!

Secondly, the nine-sided demon-suppressing pillars around suddenly merged, forming a golden nine-dragon coiled stick that appeared in Wu Yu's hands.

Further down the road, there is violence, with its arms bulging, becoming thicker, and its whole body strength rushing to the extreme state!

At this moment, the Nine Infant's disaster whirlpool was shrouded on the Black Mountain Ghost Wing without saying a word.
Chapter completed!