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Chapter 19 Montenegro(1/2)

"The world of gods and ghosts?"

Wu Ming looked confused and innocent, so he would not be so stupid that he admitted that he had prepared himself.

"How is it possible? The mid-sized dungeon is produced at the Hong-level difficulty, and it is actually a world where both gods and ghosts exist..."

On the other hand, Tu Yanghao's face changed completely, and even the cold-faced swordsman and the young woman with cloth skirt next to Wu Ming were not very good-looking.

"Dare you ask this sister, is it difficult to have a flood-level mission in the main temple?"

Wu Ming approached the young woman and asked.

"Haha... The little man is really good at speaking. My sister is Shanlan. Where are you?"

Obviously Wu Ming's skin is pretty good. At least the innate charm is quite high, so it is difficult for people to feel disgusted. The mountain orchid smiles so hard that the branches tremble, which adds a bit of charming charm.

"I'm not known!"

Since the other party had all claimed a nickname, Wu Ming naturally followed suit.

"My nameless guy is not bad!"

Shanlan laughed: "Sister likes a smart little man like you! I'll give you a message today! The task of the main temple is the easiest, and then the Hong level is the one. According to the past practice, it should be just a small scene, and the difficulty is also low. At most, the enemy is innate, the outer level is first, and there are very few ghost scenes... But now, the difficulty has been significantly increased..."

Speaking of this, even a hint of worry appeared on her face.

‘No wonder Tu Yanghao looked proud before, but now he has become a hot pot ants. No wonder he went fishing with a leisurely vacation mentality and finally touched the great white shark. This is what he felt...’

Wu Ming felt a little sweaty when he heard it: "This change... shouldn't it have anything to do with me, right?"

He had a vague guess, perhaps because the jade pendant he brought completed the part of the main temple, the world became more realistic and the difficulty was only increased.

‘So…what is the purpose of the main temple? It’s not just boring to play, right?’

A thoughtful light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, but he said loudly: "Everyone... At this time, the mission asked us to rush to Heitai County, but there was no limit on the time. Does this mean that there must be danger along the way, forcing us to go?"

"This statement is very reasonable!"

Tu Yanghao said, "Now... we have to work together!"

As soon as this said, even Shanlan and the other cold-faced swordsman were a little moved, but Wu Ming shook his head: "Thank you, I'm just used to being alone!"

He refused without hesitation!

Tu Yanghao's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard this.

"This friend..."

Tu Yanghao wanted to say something, but there were shadows of trees around him, and a whimpering sound came, as if a ghost was crying!

Woo woo!

The morning is dark and the fog is heavy, and the whimpering sounds from all sides can make your scalp numb.

Even, a faint black shadow appeared in the white mist, bleeding from seven orifices, and a very miserable death.

"Santher ghost?!"

A name appeared in Wu Ming's mind, but he was not very afraid.

After all, this thing is indispensable in the Great Zhou world. At most, the real ghosts can make some sounds scary and scary, and are even more restrained by masculinity and filth. As long as they have not been to the evil ghosts and evil ghosts, they will not hinder major events.

"Hao!"

At this time, among the newcomers who had just gotten up, a young man wearing a Confucian shirt and a scholar's scarf, who seemed to be a scholar, stood up and shouted to the ghost: "It's a bright day, and the world is bright, and you and other ghosts are still not retreating?"

Squirt!

His words were sonorous and powerful, and it seemed as if an invisible force field was expanding.

When the ghost met this, it immediately seemed as if cold water had encountered boiling oil. It sizzled and screamed, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Oh? I didn't expect that there was really a scholar who cultivated the great spirit!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

This kind of ghost, warrior shouts, and even ordinary people can scold and retreat even if they bite the essence and blood on the tip of their tongues, but the effect will definitely not be as good as this scholar!

Confucianism says: I am good at cultivating a noble spirit!

This great spirit is a unique magical power of the Confucian lineage! If you reach the stage of a great Confucian scholar who is famous all over the world, you will be able to drink it casually, even the ghost king will retreat, and even the demons who have practiced evil magic will be uneasy, which will greatly reduce the magic skills!

Of course, this scholar was far from reaching this level, but he had the righteousness in his heart. He had some good fortune in his studies. He was more than enough to go to the imperial examinations of the Great Zhou Dynasty and take the exam for a child.

"This young man..."

Tu Yanghao curled his lips, and a person next to him immediately stepped forward, obviously trying to win over him.

In any case, a Confucian scholar who practices the great spirit is quite useful in this world of ghosts and gods.

"wrong……"

Wu Ming suddenly tightened his scalp and his back felt numb: "Why are there lonely ghosts in any place? Isn't this kind of thing guided by ghost soldiers, land, city gods and other Yin gods in life? Or is it... it's just a Yin land?!"

"Look!"

Shanlan screamed in shock, but in the fog, more and more phantoms appeared, all of which were pale and empty lonely ghosts under their feet.

Even in the center of the ghost group, in the dense mountain fog, there was a trace of black air emerging, making a strange smile.

"Accomplice!"

Wu Ming murmured.

If the wandering ghost is equivalent to an ordinary person, then the evil ghost is at least at the level of elite warriors.

"There are so many people in the house!"

The scholar before, also had a pale face. He knew that he could use his own qi cultivation skills to understand his mind and see his nature, and that all evil spirits could not be invaded. Even ten or eight wild ghosts could not get close to him, but the evil ghosts were different! This ghost had yin energy. If he ignored the consumption, three or five of them could make him unsustainable and he would finally rush forward.

Even if a warrior is masculine in his qi and blood, he is plagued by evil spirits, at the least he may be seriously ill, and at the worst he may die.

The fog of the mountain became thicker, but the steps of the ghosts were getting closer and closer.

"Everyone is surrounded by you, don't have any fear in your heart. We are so popular that we are united and united, and ghosts dare not commit crimes. Let's rush out together!"

Tu Yanghao said in a deep voice, he had a sense of majesty.

But Wu Ming suddenly rushed into the fog without saying a word.

"Is this person a fool?"

Shanlan and others looked at each other, but their eyes gradually widened.

Because after Wu Ming penetrated deep into the fog, the ghosts suddenly retreated and even the black auras were the same.

"A Taoist practitioner?! No, it's Queguiwan!"

Tu Yanghao exclaimed in surprise, but his tone felt a little envy and regretful.

With his wealth, a rogue pill is naturally nothing, but every time the task is over, should I change this specifically?

Should we improve the martial arts mental method? Should we prepare supply medicines? There are also items for preventing witchcraft, witchcraft, Taoist Technique, and even merits reserved just in case...

Basically, if you exchange it in full, it is good to have a few evil-breaking talismans that can be used to control ghosts.

How could Wu Ming know the specific information and then exchange it for the exchange, the effect is naturally extraordinary.

"But... can this newcomer all be replaced with those who specifically restrain ghosts? You will suffer a loss sooner or later!"

Tu Yanghao sneered in his heart, then he looked righteous and quickly arranged the formation. The scholar with great spirit was the first to come, followed by several members of the Blood Alliance, Shan Lan and the cold-faced swordsman, one on the left and one on the right, and rushed into the mist with his teeth.

...

“It’s quite interesting!”

Wu Ming was hanging a sachet of the quid ball on his arm. Looking at the grayish-white wandering souls that were beyond their reach, they went deeper and deeper, but there was a thoughtful look on his face.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Yin God system is complete and humans and ghosts have different paths, but there are not so many wandering souls that feast his eyes.

At this time, seeing the numb and pale faces of these old, weak, women and children, if they were ordinary people, they would have been fighting each other long ago and were almost fleeing in panic.

"Aggressive ghost?"

Wu Ming looked at the black air in front of him, and was a little afraid of the Kuromaru on his body. He looked eager to try, and couldn't help but smile and slapped the long strip of cloth on his back.

Swish!

The peach wood sword exuding a copper color was in his hand in an instant, and he sneered and stabbed straight up.

The peach wood sword can avoid ghosts and gods. In addition, it has almost already had the innate four or five points of power, and the sword shadow flashes, even with a trace of sword light, which is dazzling.

"ah!"

The evil ghost screamed, and his body was scattered by the sword energy. A trace of gray and black aura appeared and could not be gathered.

Seeing this scene, the ghosts around him retreated and avoided Wu Ming.

"It's a pity... I didn't have any meritorious points..."

Wu Ming withdrew his sword, curled his lips expressionlessly, and looked behind him, finding that he had no idea how far he had left those people.

"I don't know how many copies of the Heitai County list documents are?"

Wu Ming rushed all the way and found that after walking out of the thick fog, a small path appeared in the mountains. After walking down for half an hour, there was some people.
To be continued...
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