Chapter 389 (1/2)
There is no doubt that the nine story purple pagoda shows the images of Ji Tianxing and Yunyao thousands of miles away.
The blood demon king looks at the three people in the picture, and his eyes are staring at Ji Tianxing, with a strong bloodthirsty meaning in his eyes.
”Granny ghost, that boy is very important to me. According to the information reported by the high priest, it seems that the boy has got the star beads and is closely related to the sword God!”
”I need your help to find out if there are stars on that boy!”
The ghost mother-in-law looks at Ji Tianxing in the picture and nods gently.
”With these three young people, they dare to enter the city of burning spirit. They really don't know how to live or die!”
Speaking of this, the ghost mother-in-law pauses for a moment, and asks in a puzzled tone: ”however, you have been looking for the star Pearl for nearly a hundred years, so you don't hesitate to do anything about it. Why?”
The blood demon king hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: ”my king has investigated, it is said that there is a drop of God's blood in the sky star bead.”
”If the king gets the star bead, he can offer it to his majesty, and restore his vitality with the blood of the sword God.”
”What's more, the inheritance of sword God can save our demons, so that we can practice like normal people and not become ugly and ferocious monsters!”
The ghost mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grinned, ”this is a big problem. The real body of your demon clan is really ugly, ha ha ha...”
The blood demon king looked down at her and said in a deep voice, ”is your appearance not ugly?”
The ghost mother-in-law shook her head and said in a playful tone: ”I was also a beautiful woman in those days. Otherwise, how can I fascinate you? Let you prostrate under the old pomegranate skirt
The blood demon rolled his eyes in silence and declined to comment.
Moreover, seeing that the ghost mother-in-law is not human and ghost is not ghost now, he doesn't want to say anything more.
The ghost mother-in-law naturally understood this, and said with some emotion: ”Alas, it's a pity that if you want to gain stronger power and master the means close to God, you must sacrifice.”
Hearing the complicated tone in her words, the blood demon king felt the same feeling immediately, and his mood was also silent.
He bent down and patted the ghost mother-in-law on the shoulder. His voice was low and said, ”Granny ghost, don't think so much. It's important to do business.”
The ghost mother-in-law ”um” one, then from the wide greasy robe sleeve, grabs out a handful of withered yellow straw.
If you look closely, you will find that they are sixteen scarecrows with simple shapes, each of which is the size of a palm.
The ghost mother-in-law put the sixteen scarecrows on the table in line, and took out sixteen dark yellow Charms from the sleeve of her robe.
She has a charm in her left hand and a snake's head walking stick in her right hand. She plays the green light in her mouth and shows her secret arts.
”There have been many robberies and deep enmities in my life, and I can't resolve my death into a lonely soul. Now I've been ordered to break through the void and turn into a resentful spirit to return to my body!”
After reading, she pasted the charm in her left hand on a scarecrow.
Suddenly, the charm lit a green fire, wrapped the scarecrow, flew out of the secret room and landed in the outdoor courtyard.
”Shua!”
The scarecrow, wrapped by the fire, immediately became a two meter tall, thin man in a black robe, standing motionless in the courtyard.
The body and face of the thin man in black robe were hidden in the black robe. It seemed that the darkness had engulfed him and he could not see clearly.
The only thing you can see is a pair of green light spots in the black robe, like the eyes of the black robed man, and like two groups of fire.
Then, the ghost mother-in-law again cast a spell on the second scarecrow.
”Shua!”
The second thin man in black appeared in the courtyard, standing motionless, with a cold breath of death.