Legend of the Great Saint

Hungry Gate

The utterly torn mouth of a hungry ghost can no longer be obstructed. Looking up to the myriad corpses, the tall white bone tower at the tip of the fangs rushes towards the dome and penetrates deep into the wind until it joins the sky.

Boom!

The whole world seemed to vibrate, like a lamb stabbed in the throat by a wolf's teeth, sending a burst of dying chestnuts.

The colour of the sky changed, the colour of dead gray replaced dark blue, slowly diffused, not fast, but unstoppable, without dyeing the sky and vowing not to stop.

In the grey sky, a pair of eyes overlooked Kyushu.

The people looked up, shouted and panicked. It's like an ant nest that's been dug up, crawling all over the mess.

Even the most powerful “ants” are shocked, an unprecedented catastrophe in Kyushu.

In contrast to a single invasion by the devil, it's like a little kid spending time at home. The demonic invasion brought about only a world war and could at least struggle to resist or even defeat the enemy.

But at this time there is nothing but despair.

The Banyan Tree King is also desperate. Do not say that he is not the god of the world. Even if he became the true god of the world and became the housekeeper of this world, he could only catch a few thieves sneaking into the estate. At most, he was dealing with a few bandits. Today, he is facing a situation where the army is under pressure. Resistance is also a massacre. Submissiveness is a massacre. There is no luck!

The Millennial Forest Sea, north of Mizuzhou, is like entering a harsh winter season and begins to fade under the gray sky.

A flying butterfly suddenly drifts without signs, accompanied by endless depressed leaves.

The rabbit in the forest rushed and the beast ran into each other, seemingly in great difficulty. Hundreds of millions of forest birds screamed into the sky, trying to migrate to the south, and the wings covered the sky, but moments later, they landed.

In a barbarian tribe, all of the tribes knelt down to pray to the totem pillars, and their heads pounded on withered land.

Only a witch celebrates a cloak made of colored bird feathers, dances around a totem column, reads words in her mouth, and seems to sing an ancient song.

The old man fell down first, silent.

The middle-aged became the elderly, shallow wrinkles deeply engraved, like years, merciless, tears pervaded.

Young people have become middle-aged, with horrific faces, watching each other's faces rapidly grow old.

Childhood will grow up in the future and begin to age, rapidly depleting their lives.

At the end of the day, there was only a witch's wish, his throat was dry and dull, his movements slowly stalled, he danced all over the body, like a strange puppet show, and suddenly he was cut off with a wire and died on the ground.

A silence in the tribe, the witch prayed to suddenly rise again, looked down and saw a corpse in bird feathers, awakened that it was herself, could not do more thinking, an unstoppable feeling full of soul, recalling a great famine many years ago, there was nothing to eat for several days in a row, almost thought to be starved to death alive, at this time more than a hundred times.

A corpse on the ground stood up and turned into a ghost.

Without hesitation for another second, the ghosts suddenly started killing each other and devouring each other, whether they were fathers or sons or brothers a moment ago, just to satisfy that deep sense of hunger.

It's a curse imposed on all corpses by the Hungry Way, and low-level corpses can't restrain that instinct at all.

There are countless such situations, and the king of the great banyan tree is sad in his heart, so that he might as well be devoured by her trifle of white bone fire, at least not as painful.

In six rounds, the Hungry Ghost Way is second only to Hell's Way. As long as it is experienced, hunger is a form of torture.

Finally, in the ancient tribes, there was only one “man” left by the witch, and even more powerful. Hunger did not reach the barbarians, rushing into the dead forest in search of new food.

However, it is not the corpse that has the opportunity to “survive”, and in the refined phase-out, even the corpse will not survive, the rest will be turned into food.

And when Kyushu was completely devoured by hungry ghosts, and those powerful corpses poured in, Kyushu's artistic life, though turned into corpses, could not escape from being devoured.

Only human beings, demons and inhumans who are otherwise powerful practitioners have a slight chance of survival.

The Great Banyan Tree King could not care less about the other states, and concentrated all his strength in the Sunset City. Hundreds of millions of leaves glowed brightly, safeguarding the spirits of the circle of life, free from the erosion of death.

Longzhou Royal Court, a dragon gas rush, turned into a true dragon, trapped on Dragonhead Mountain, looking at the approaching gray sky. Just guarding the court, ignoring the rest of the court.

Apart from these two places, only the kings of the Länder can resist, and the Battle of the Common Sect is nothing more than self-preservation.

The practitioners will not be so easily eroded, but it is only a matter of time before the cornerstone upon which they depend to survive, will cease to exist, and there is no second way to go but to turn into ghosts.

The Great Banyan Tree King suddenly discovered that the most critical force to resist the swallowing of the Hungry Ghost Way was that demon cave, with thousands of demons like firecrackers smoke, stopping the spread of gray in the sky.

Magic is not one of the six rounds, but it is not under the starvation of the world class. How vicious the demon people are is also a living spirit.

When two worlds have conflicting laws, the speed at which the ghost path swallows expansion slows down until the demons are clear. It was no longer a simple town, but a tiger's mouth seized food and completely cut off Kyushu's ties to the magic.

This cave is like a sharp prick in a fish and needs to be carefully picked out, otherwise Kyushu will truly become a fish pot.

“Did she expect this step, too? ”

The Great Banyan Tree King was secretly thinking that for the past few months, she had been killing all over the state, opening almost half of the world's demons. It worked at this point, not only to resist the swallowing of the hungry ghost, but also the best way out.

Otherwise, even if it were to fly up now, I'm afraid it would have to fly up into the ghost lane.

He is not incapable of postulating this step, but does not think so at all. He who targets the gods of the world, cannot seal the demon cave in time to induce the demons to invade.

At this time, I couldn't care less, and immediately opened all the big and small demons of Misty State to fight the ever-spreading grey haze of death.

I can't help but feel sorry for myself: "Perhaps you can reach the ultimate in wisdom without being merciless or desperate! But if she is truly heartless, she should leave the world now. ”

On the grasslands of Liangzhou, the north wind lifted her white monk's robe and turned back suddenly. There were countless blockages of eyes crossing the boundary in the far realm of the sky, which converged on her.

That feeling, like a child looking at a little bug in a glass cover, despising, curious, amusing… and, of course, vigilant.

Because she's not an ordinary little bug, she's a "poisonous bug," and the legend is that she's going to destroy the poisonous bug of the hungry ghost.

These eyes are just vigilant, and they can't speak of fear, and they are qualified to gather around this "glass cover," if they are not blocked by this glass cover, any of them can flatten Kyushu, and even stare alone can cause people's will to collapse.

And she didn't move, just that, eventually, the ghost tower was built.

“Master, let's go to magic! It's too late for Kyushu to be completely devoured by the Hungry Path. ”

Those eyes made the soul of the Immortal Sword chill and even scared. It will not be able to cast another swordsman, and if it is against these opponents, it will surely be destroyed.

There are plenty of big and small demons in Liangzhou, any one of which leads to the magic domain. As long as she gets to the magic, the Hungry Path can't do anything about it, she can't even send a dead ghost after her.

Instead she shook her head: "Take me to the Five Jedi Tombs. ”

The Five Immortals left behind the Five Tsunamis, all claiming to be boundaries, drifting into Kyushu. The soul of the tomb is not the Dragon King. The soul of the tomb is the sword of the immortal abandoned sword. Today, there are still the tombs of the qin, the book, and the chess.

"“ It's just a waste of time, "said the Fairy Abandoned Sword Soul." The practitioners of this world are too weak to find Wuzhua. There are many ghost fairy fairies in the Hungry Ghost Path. Wuzuka is connected to Kyushu. When this world is completely devoured, we have nowhere to run. ”

“I have made up my mind and need not say much. ”

A grave is a grave, hiding in a grave is a bad sign. Then she would never leave, even in a grave, until he returned.

“Okay!”

The human sword unites, turns around and penetrates the void.

Under the Tower of the Heavenly Ghost, in the mouth of the Hungry Ghost, suddenly spit out a black coffin, leaning into the sky, and landed again.

The coffin was engraved with intricate and mysterious characters, suddenly opening a gap, not a trace of corpse ghost exuded, only a pale hand, grabbed the edge of the coffin, pushed the coffin completely away.

A young man, trying to step out of a black coffin, landed on a deserted earth with a smile: “It does work! ”

The corner of his mouth revealed two fangs, apart from which he looked nothing like a human being, dressed in white black armor, with a long knife hanging from his waist, like a samurai of Yingwei, not at all as frightening as an ordinary ghost.

He looked back and all the ghost kings bowed down and dared not look at him. He was surprised: "Zombies! ”

If there is also a so-called "god clan” in a hungry ghost path filled with chaos and strife, it is a "zombie clan”.

Unlike the twisted ones, the figure of the zombie is almost identical to that of the living, and even has a temperate heartbeat. Neither suffering from hunger nor devouring other corpses, the power is far above the ordinary corpse ghosts. It is the true spouse of the hungry ghost, almost equivalent to the Luotong clan in Huluo Road.

However, the Luo clan was born, and the zombies could not reproduce future generations. Except for their original ancestral goddess, they were inherited by the day after tomorrow. Only an extremely powerful zombie can bequeath its descendants and consume its original power, choosing none other than the Gestachians of the 3,000 worlds.

Besides, God bless a zombie like this, he asked, "Why don't you go find some living people to eat and gather here?" ”

“This is an order from His Majesty the King, Lord Zombie, the legendary enemy in the North. ”

Once she leaves the Hungry Ghost Gate, even if the King of the Dead Ghosts join her, she is not her opponent.

“I have my own guidance from the stars. I don't need your bullshit. ”

Besides, God bless the sky, those eyes, big and small, just like the stars, converged somewhere in the north, and at this time many eyes converged on him.

He prayed to one of his eyes for a week and waved his hand, “Since I'm here, don't worry about leaving the Emperor, let's make a scene! Ha ha ha, when I destroy the white bone heirs, I will be the king of this domain! ”