"Hmm? The same old thing again?"
Jiang Deng couldn't help but sneer.
Thinking back, Mao Fang also used this trick to release hundreds of ghosts, but he was still beaten so hard that he saw stars. Now he is humiliating himself again?
"Hmph," Mao Fang snorted coldly, as if he saw the contempt in Jiang Deng's eyes, and said confidently: "In the beginning, I suppressed my own strength, but now is the time to show my true strength. Jiang Deng, wait for death!"
After saying that, Mao Fang input ghost energy even more frantically.
The ghost energy gushing out from the purple umbrella quickly enveloped the space where Jiang Deng and the woman in red were.
The sky is black, the ground is black, everything is black...
A blue brick path appeared under their feet, and looking forward along the path, they saw a long street.
The streets were extremely dark, with no end in sight. One couldn't see what was hidden in the darkness, and all one could feel was a sense of eeriness and terror.
"Mao Fang's territory...I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
The woman in red beside her couldn't help but frown and speak out.
Jiang Deng asked curiously, "Don't you call yourself the True Lord? Then your strength should be even greater than Mao Fang's. Wouldn't it be fine if you also released your domain?"
The woman in red shook her head and said, "I can't use my domain."
"Why?" Jiang Deng asked immediately.
In her previous life, she was at least a top-notch expert. Since the woman in red occupied her body, she should be able to use her domain.
However, Jiang Deng then remembered that her soul had been divided up among her seven disciples, and the spiritual power in her dantian probably couldn't escape either, so all that was left was a body.
It was because she had experienced a heavenly tribulation in her previous life that her body was relatively strong and her body was not very useless. No wonder the red-clothed woman's attack methods were all those of physical cultivation.
The woman in red stopped talking about herself and said, "Mao Fang's domain imitates the scene during the Ghost Festival, when the gates of hell open wide and hundreds of ghosts scramble to crawl out of the underworld. I guess what's going to happen next is..."
Sure enough, the next moment, Mao Fang waved his hand, and a large purple umbrella rose above the street, releasing the ghost energy inside even more crazily.
"A hundred ghosts are out!"
As Mao Fang finished speaking, a series of ghosts came from the end of the street.
Hungry ghosts, air-eating ghosts, feces-eating ghosts... there are as many as a hundred kinds, everything is available!
They were grotesque in appearance, some looked like giant-headed monster babies, some were so skinny that their ribs were clearly visible, some had grotesquely bloated bellies, and some were drooling like they were about to be swallowed whole...
"That's it?"
Seeing this horrifying scene, Jiang Deng was not afraid at all, but was eager to fight.
It just so happens that the ghosts she raised have eaten so much food, and it’s time to see how they evolve!
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng held a sword in one hand and a soul-calling flag in the other.
"Ten thousand evils devour!"
Jiang Deng first used sword moves to release the ghosts that were kept in the Chongguang Sword.
After being fed by Jiang Deng for many days, the ghosts have gone from being thin and empty at the beginning to being strong and sleek, with big bodies now.
Compared with Mao Fang’s ghosts, they are much stronger.
"Ghosts, listen to my command!"
Jiang Deng waved the spirit-summoning banner in his hand and pointed at the hundreds of ghosts coming towards him, "Beat them so hard that they won't even recognize the ghost cultivators who summoned them!"
“Woo woo!”
“Oh!”
The ghosts let out strange cries and all headed towards the ghosts across the street.
The woman in red was fine. After all, Jiang Deng was strong, which was also beneficial to her. They could be more confident of defeating Mao Fang.
Mao Fangcai was truly dumbfounded. He looked at Jiang Deng in disbelief, "Aren't you a righteous cultivator? How come you have more ghosts than I do?"
Jiang Deng flatly denied it, "Who said I was a righteous cultivator? I'm a ghost cultivator now, so raising a few ghosts is perfectly normal, isn't it?"
Mao Fang: "..."
fart!
There are so many ghosts, and they are all so fat and strong. It is impossible to raise them overnight!
boom--!
In just a moment, Jiang Deng's tens of thousands of ghosts and Mao Fang's hundreds of ghosts faced each other. They were like two armies, colliding in an instant.
Mao Fang originally thought that he would win the game, but he suddenly fell behind.
His hundred ghosts are individually strong, but they are no match for Jiang Deng's large number of ghosts. One ghost has to deal with a hundred ghosts, and being beaten up by the group is too miserable. How can they bear it?
In a short while, not only were Mao Fang's hundreds of ghosts torn to pieces and eaten by Jiang Deng's ghosts, but even the domain of hundreds of ghosts disappeared.
The scene in front of them changed, and Jiang Deng and the woman in red returned to the familiar Ghost Bamboo Forest.
"puff!"
Mao Fang's domain was broken, and he suffered a backlash. He immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood transformed from ghost energy, and even his breath weakened a lot.
"Hey, kill him while he's sick!"
Jiang Deng and the woman in red looked at each other, and both of them rushed forward in tacit understanding.
"Thousands of lights!"
"Take my kick!"
The two men quickly surrounded Mao Fang, one using sword moves and the other using leg moves, and together they killed Mao Fang.
Mao Fang was originally a ghost cultivator. After his death, not even a corpse was left. All of his ghost energy dissipated simultaneously and was absorbed by the ghost bamboo forest...
However, many of Mao Fang's men were still alive. Bai Sitang probably had the self-awareness to know that he could not get involved in the battle to kill Mao Fang, so he simply went to chase and kill some fleeing ghost cultivators.
At the original place, most of Mao Fang's remaining men were seriously injured, unable to move, and were still struggling to survive.
In order to prevent them from going to the seventh disciple to inform the news, Jiang Deng decisively cleaned up all these ghosts.
After a busy period, I finally had time to relax.
Jiang Deng smiled and extended his hand to the woman in red, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Jiang Deng."
"I……"
The woman in red frowned, "I don't even know my name."
"Eh?" Jiang Deng asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you were Venerable Jiang Deng at the Jinshi Auction House yesterday?"
"Oh……"
The red-dressed woman sneered, her eyes filled with indescribable loneliness, "Who am I, Venerable Jiang Deng? I'm just an imposter who has taken over her body."
"Um?"
Jiang Deng's eyes widened in surprise.
What kind of a development is this?
She, the original poster, hasn't even started fighting the counterfeiters, and the counterfeiters are already fighting themselves? So what's she going to do?
Jiang Deng's shocked expression seemed to amuse the woman in red, and her mood improved a lot, so she simply confronted Jiang Deng directly.
"Mao Fang said that I'm not Venerable Jiang Deng at all. I'm just an unlucky soul that the Ghost Emperor grabbed from the Samsara Pond and placed me into Venerable Jiang Deng's body to keep it alive. In fact, I don't even know my own name."
"In that case..."
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Let me give you a name!"
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