Chapter 102: The Infected Black City God, Meng Po of the Underworld is Still Alive (1/2)



Thick black liquid oozed out of the five fingers of the Black City God, like asphalt, and spread along his hands to infect living beings, to be more precise, the shoulders of the White Impermanence.

Suddenly.

Like two pieces of melted candy.

Bai Wuchang's shoulder melted and turned into a thick black liquid, which merged with the black thick liquid of the Black City God and then flowed into the Black City God's hand.

Just one minute.

Bai Wuchang completely merged into the Black City God and became a part of him.

The Black City God showed enjoyment on his face, and his smiling eyes revealed undisguised satisfaction.

immediately.

The Black City God raised his hand, and a face suddenly appeared on the skin of his arm. Its appearance was exactly the same as that of the fused White Impermanence.

The face showed an expression of pain.

Seeing this.

The Black City God didn't care and said.

"As expected, I'm right. When I see these things, I feel hungry. I can devour them, but..."

Looking at the face of Bai Wuchang that appeared and disappeared on his arm, Black City God continued.

"It can't be eliminated immediately. It will take some time, but compared to the benefits, this time is nothing."

As he spoke, the Black City God raised his arm and waved it, and ghost patterns suddenly appeared on his palm.

A mourning drum was thrown out from the pattern.

"Is this Bai Wuchang's Weeping Cannon? The Weeping Cannon ghost technique that only Bai Wuchang can use."

The Black City God waved the mourning drum and hit an infected ghost from the underworld that was wandering in front of him.

Bang--

There was a sound like the sound of a stick hitting a rat.

The infected evil spirits from the underworld were sucked away and fell far away, and remained motionless for a short time as if they were knocked unconscious.

"They say Bai Wuchang's mourning drum is used to whip souls, causing them to faint with one blow. Today I finally understand why."

The Black City God smiled and stared at the mourning drum in his hand.

It is similar to the legendary mourning drum.

The only difference is that there is a thick black liquid hanging on it, which looks sticky and adds a sense of weirdness and disgust.

"But it's still not enough."

While the Black City God was satisfied, he was not too proud, and glanced at the tributary of the Yellow Spring River.

"That guy must have been to the underworld. This is probably caused by him. His strength has become stronger."

From this tributary of the Yellow Spring River.

Black City God judged that Qin Ye was very powerful.

"Now that guy has the Heavenly Prison, I can't make the same mistake as before. If I mess it up again, with that guy's mind and the Heavenly Prison, I really don't know if I can escape again."

The Black City God touched his chin.

soon.

The Black City God's eyes became smiling, and he already had an idea in his mind.

"I have to first find out what that damn guy's current strength is."

The other side.

The Yang world, Daxia, Fujian.

"No wonder those infected creatures kept chasing me when I went to the underworld. It turns out they were my Xuan Gen."

Stargazing River muttered.

at this time.

Guanxinghe is on a video call with Linde General Administration.

He informed the Linde General Administration of the information he got from the underworld, and also learned from the Linde General Administration about Xuan Gen and the infected people.

Immediately following.

Guan Xinghe sighed.

"As expected of Ms. Chen, Professor, you cracked the Xuangen Ge Jue so quickly. Now I can't go to the underworld. Never mind. Anyway, I have gained a lot from the underworld this time."

Director Linde interrupted him.

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