Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 360 The Patriarch Returns to the Mountain and the Head Sect Comes
Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand to grab it, and he scratched through the two green flames that corroded the flesh, and the two skull gods also fell into his hands. He took a look at the skulls, and said with hatred: "The method of transforming into a corpse is indeed a terrible thing." Corpse Transformation."

Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand to pat, and the two skull gods were embedded in the ground and could not move. The yin energy from his body poured out, rushing like a long river behind him. Two middle-aged Taoist priests held it in their hands and dragged them towards them.

Gong Mengbi looked at the two Taoists with dull eyes, and asked forcefully, "Whose disciples are you two, you dare to use the body of my disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect to refine the Skull God?"

The two middle-aged Taoists looked at the demon god who was as high as a mountain in the terrifying Yin Qi, and looked at Gong Mengbi's ruthless eyes, and they were already trembling with fright.

One of the middle-aged Taoists trembled: "We are the disciples of Elder Wang Hua. The Corpse Immortal Sect...the Corpse Immortal Sect has long since perished."

Gong Mengbi raised his brows, and the Demon God clenched his hands so hard that the two Taoists broke all their muscles and bones, and immediately screamed.

"Xima Mountain is here, how could my Corpse Immortal Sect perish?"

Another Taoist shouted: "Forgive me... The Ghost Immortal Sect and the Secular Sect have wiped out the Corpse Immortal Sect. All disciples have been refined into skull gods. Now there is only the Ghost Immortal Sect in Xima Mountain!"

"Ah—" Gong Mengbi was furious, and the demon god squeezed the two Taoists to death in his hands.

He took a step forward, and the demon god who couldn't see his face behind him stretched out his hand and pushed, only to hear a bang, and the gate of Xima Mountain was pushed down by the demon god, splashing countless smoke and dust.

Gong Mengbi stepped on the gate of Xima Mountain and shouted: "The Corpse Immortal sent Ma Qingji back to the mountain, get out of here!"

Yin Qi roared, and Gong Mengbi's voice resounded like thunder, resounding through Xima Mountain.

The Skull God was numb from his voice, and he couldn't even say a word.

Ma Qingji... Ma Qingji is indeed a real person. He was a disciple of the Xima Mountain Corpse Immortal Sect back then. illusion.

Gong Mengbi asked a lot of old things from him, but he didn't expect that he chose Ma Qingji's identity and sang a big drama about the ancestor returning to the mountain.

Gong Mengbi is very loyal to his personality, and regards himself as a senior expert who has been given the opportunity to cultivate the shape-refining method, and wants to burn all over Xima Mountain with monstrous rage.

Such a big movement immediately alarmed the Taoist monks who were cultivating in Xima Mountain. One after another, the escape lights lit up. The first person to come was Wang Hua, the master of the Taoist gatekeeper. Seeing the two bloody corpses, he immediately shouted: "Bold!" ! The remnant of the Corpse Immortal Sect, how dare you kill my disciple!"

Wang Hua stretched out his hand to move, and a black haze whizzed towards Chao Gong Meng Bi.

Gong Mengbi looked up, and the skull god on his waist had already recognized it, and said, "It's the Hundred Soul Banner."

Gong Mengbi sneered, and the demon god behind him stretched out his hand to grab it, and pulled out a huge sword from the Yin Qi. With a sharp blow, he split the black haze transformed by the banner of hundreds of souls, and the hundreds of ghosts hidden in it scattered and disappeared. Open, dare not fight at all.

Gong Mengbi said quietly: "Ghost Immortal School, what a majesty, what a vicious heart!"

Gong Mengbi took a step forward, and just like a shadow, he had already appeared in front of Wang's incarnation. He reached out and grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

Before Wang Hua could react in time, Gong Mengbi broke his protective magic power and pinched his vitals.

Wang Huashang was about to struggle, but he slapped his waist pouch, a skull flew out of the pouch, and spit out a blue flame towards Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi rolled up his sleeve and yanked it towards him violently, turning the green fire into sparks and flying away, the skull god was also pulled away by one sleeve, circling in the air, flying to nowhere.

"It's the skull god again!" Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand and pinched it, and Wang Hua's neck drooped, and he fell to the ground unable to move.

As soon as the physical body broke, Wang Hua's spirit god flew out immediately, but was grabbed by the demon god in the yin energy behind Gong Mengbi, sucked into the yin energy, and let out a miserable cry, and then fell silent in an instant.

This tragic appearance was immediately seen by the people from Xima Mountain who rushed over, and all of them froze in place in shock, not daring to make a move.

Standing on the collapsed gate of Xima Mountain, Gong Mengbi looked around at the cultivators in Taoist robes but doing evil things in Xima Mountain, his brows twitched, and the dead fish's eyes were full of anger.

"What is the master of the ghost sect?" Gong Mengbi asked.

Among the practitioners in Xima Mountain, someone said: "The master is practicing in seclusion, and he has not left the seclusion yet."

Gong Mengbi raised his eyes abruptly, and said, "Retreat? Even if it's a closed door, you have to get out!"

This sound was like a muffled thunder, shaking the ears of everyone in Xima Mountain.

Everyone was horrified, seeing the terrifying Yin Qi behind Gong Mengbi and feeling his powerful strength, they didn't even dare to make a move.

On the top of the mountain, I saw a white rainbow flying through the sky.

Everyone in Xima Mountain said happily: "The master is here!"

The white rainbow fell in front of everyone and turned into twelve round skulls, protecting a middle-aged man with a skinny face.

He was wearing a golden cicada shelling Taoist robe, holding a hundred soul banner in one hand, looked at Gong Mengbi, and said, "Who are you, dare to attack Xima Mountain!"

Gong Mengbi said: "My name is Ma Qingji, a sixteenth generation disciple of Xima Mountain, and the successor of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Boy, let me ask you, where is my Corpse Immortal Sect?"

"Sixteenth generation disciple?" The head of Xima Mountain jumped in his heart, and immediately glared at Gong Mengbi, scolding: "Bold! How dare you pretend to be an ancestor, and don't take my Xima Mountain seriously."

Gong Mengbi's eyes fell on the twelve skull gods, with a sad look in his eyes, he said: "I have practiced for hundreds of years, and I have achieved success in refining my form. Such bad news."

"The disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect were refined into magic weapons, and the entire sect became an evil way to feed ghosts and evil spirits. The inheritance of Xima Mountain was destroyed in one fell swoop."

"Shut up!" The master of Xima Mountain didn't allow him to continue, he raised the Hundred Soul Banner, and in a short while, the wind was blowing, howling, and it was dark.

One by one, ghosts and immortals came out of the hundred soul banners and surrounded Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi was stunned for a moment, and said in grief and indignation: "I thought it was a rivalry between the same sect, a dispute between orthodoxy, so it turns out that the Ghost and Immortal Sect will not spare even their own people!"

"Masters, uncles, uncles and ancestors, today Ma Qingji is going to clean up discipline and rectify the family style. If you are still alive, don't blame me for fighting in battle."

All the ghosts and immortals looked at Gong Mengbi with distressed faces, but there was vague anticipation in their eyes.

The head of Xima Mountain shouted angrily: "What are you still doing standing there! Kill him!"

Nothing can be done.

These ghosts had no choice but to attack Gong Mengbi, but in a short while, they used many methods to kill Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi let out a long roar, and the Yin energy behind him rolled in, submerging him.

(End of this chapter)