I Killed the Dragon

Now that he felt that these ghosts weren't very powerful, Gray had nothing to worry about, and walked into the town graciously.

As he walked through the streets of the town, the ghosts in the rooms were awakened.

They are the masters here, assimilating the land here. Of course, they are not the only ones who can form a small town. There are also many little monsters and some black figures. These are their slaves.

Those simple houses on the side of the street are for them.

The farther he went, Gray felt the more aura in the town, there might be dozens of ghosts here.

Of course, in their own eyes, they are definitely not a ghost, but a god. Even if they occasionally eat a person or intercept and kill a wild **** who strayed into this place, that is a normal need.

The town is not big. After Gray's field survey, there are only dozens of households. There are about 20 or 30 ghosts. The others should be low-level monsters attached to ghosts, just like the frogs in the soup house.

However, none of the houses in the small town have their doors open. It is probably the same as the soup house. They have to wait until the night is the time for their large-scale activities, and the day is when they dormant and sleep.

When Gray walked to the other side of the town, he found that there was also a road leading to the bottom of the sea. It should be able to lead to the distance normally before being submerged by the sea. At this time, the ghosts in the town had already secretly communicated.

"Human?" When Gray returned to the town, a cold voice sounded from the houses on both sides.

"Yes, I am a human!" Gray stopped and looked at the house where the voice came from with a smile, "Hello, what's the point?"

"Hey hey!" The guy in the room let out a weird laugh, and then began to speak in a gloomy tone, "Of course I want to invite you to be a guest in the house. You are not an ordinary human, so you don't have the courage no?"

The tone of the ghost is full of mockery, just to encourage this young human being into the house.

It is daytime, and it was originally when they were sleeping. If they go out, their strength will be weakened a little, so it is not suitable to do it outside.

But as long as this human is introduced into the house, he will be a turtle in the urn, unable to escape.

You can also enjoy a delicious meal, and you are still a human being with a cultivation base, this meat is much more delicious than those monsters and mortals.

"Hmph, dare to look down on me, who gave you the courage, how can the great demon hunter be frightened by you ghosts?" Gray was furious and walked directly towards the room where the sound was made.

"Devil hunter? Haha, is this a new profession? I have never heard of it." The ghost in the room continued to mock.

Of course, it is not deliberately belittle the ridicule, he has never heard of the demon hunter. Fusang has people who specialize in dealing with monsters and ghosts, but they generally call themselves Onmyojis or witch demon masters. Demon hunters may have names like , But he didn't know.

"Damn monster, are you ready to die?" Gray was furious, kicked the door where the ghost room was located, and strode inside.

Gray hasn't forgotten that he still has an achievement that needs these monsters to contribute. These guys took the initiative to seduce him.

He was in the soup house before, because he still had to enjoy it, and there was no good reason, so he didn't make it.

But this small town is not a good place at first sight, and the ghosts in it are not good ghosts. They just killed them and contributed to the harm. By the way, they can kill two birds with one stone. Why not do it.

I really am a good person!

With a compliment in his heart, Gray finally stepped into the room where the ghost was with an angry face.

This house is gloomy, the surrounding windows are blocked by black fabrics, and the sun can't get in at all. If Gray's eyesight is not very good, entering such a place from the sunny outside will immediately affect his vision.

The ghost seemed to know this too. He regarded Gray as an ordinary human who practiced magic and witchcraft. He hadn't changed in essence. He thought he needed time to adapt to the dark light in the house, so he launched an attack when he entered the door.

Claws flashing with cold light suddenly appeared from the darkness and grabbed Gray's back.

This claw is like an eagle's claw, sharp and slender, and it looks like a slender machete. If it is caught by it, there will be several **** wounds on the body immediately, and it is not impossible to get serious injuries in an instant.

Gray had noticed the movement as early as when he shot, but he didn't take the lead, but waited for him to get close to him before he turned around at the fastest speed and punched out.

"Finding death!" In the darkness, only a pair of ghost claws and ghost eyes appeared sneered again and again. Human beings don't use weapons and magic, and want to use their flesh and gods to contend, not what death is.

How can the human body be compared with the gods?

"Crack!" The expected sound of bone fragmentation and unexpected severe pain caused the ghost's heart to fall to the bottom in an instant.

It was not the human's hands that broke, but his own claws. At this moment, his ghost claws were all broken at an exaggerated angle, dripping with blood.

That's right, the ghosts here are not the kind of ghosts made up of souls, but physical ghosts, just like the three brothers in the soup house.

The ghost screamed, and could no longer hide his whereabouts, and had to reveal his true body under Gray's tremendous bombardment.

This is a ghost completely different from the previous three ghost brothers. He has a human-like face and body, except that his limbs are more slender, and he has sharp and slender claws.

Of course, the paws on both his hands were broken by this time, and they were hanging **** on his wrists.

"How is it possible that humans cannot have such power, you are not a human." The ghost roared in horror, and then retreated quickly, trying to hide in the darkness again.

But how could Gray give him such a chance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and he appeared in front of the ghost in a blink of an eye and punched him in the face.

Facts proved that the ghost's face was not thick enough to be harder than his claws. Gray's punch directly slammed his face into his head, and his head instantly dented.

The ghost movement stopped abruptly, blasting on the wall like a cannonball, and then falling straight to the ground. Although the body was still convulsing, it was completely dead.

Gray was a cautious person. Seeing that his body was still moving, he made a foot in his chest, and finally made the ghost completely stop all signs of life.

"Fifteen!" Gray secretly counted, this was the fourteenth false **** who died in his hands, if the river **** and white dragon were both false gods.

However, considering that Bailong's river was filled, and he also went to work under Tang Po Po, it was hard to say that he was not a god.

Many of the mythological systems of Fusang were borrowed from Huaxia, and the Chinese gods sometimes called the mountain to break the temple, and they brought down the gods.

It means that certain gods can be turned into monsters if they meet certain conditions, and that way they are not considered gods.

And the boundary between Fuso's **** and monster is not obvious. Sometimes he is a god, and sometimes he turns into a monster, which is elusive. Gray thinks that the situation of the white dragon is very similar to this, maybe no one After the sacrifice, he has transformed into a monster.

Of course, Gray didn't want to care too much about whether one or two was gray. Fusang was known as eight million gods. He wanted to achieve something. There were various gods and monsters to kill him. Fusang didn't lack these.

Grabbing the ghost's body and throwing it into the box, Gray looked out the door. In this small town, not only this ghost, but also a lot of experience awaited him.