Seeing the arrival of this group of masked people, Ma Fei and his companions breathed a sigh of relief.

As internal ghosts, they have been staying in the convention and exhibition center for the past few days, in order not to arouse the suspicion of others, they have not done any protection against the strange fragrance and poison, so they are also poisoned, and their aura is lost, otherwise they don't have to make such trouble, and they still hide guns under their clothes, and a direct spell and a talisman can harvest the lives of many people!

Although they relied on their guns to temporarily suppress these cultivators in the convention and exhibition center, no one dared to guarantee that among these cultivators, would there be any special magic weapons or talismans that could take effect without the urging of spiritual energy?

If these people come back from the shock and sacrifice such magic weapons and talismans, they will not be able to resist it at all!

Fortunately, at this critical moment, their master rushed over with his cronies, and the possible crisis was completely extinguished.

At the head of the pack is a man wearing a clown mask.

This clown mask was made very realistically, and the weird makeup and grim smile on it were so vivid that the cultivators in the convention center couldn't help but shudder.

The clown mask glanced at the cultivators in the convention center.

Although through the mask, all the cultivators who were swept by his gaze gave birth to a terrifying feeling of chilling all over the body and exploding their scalps.

Because his gaze is too gloomy and evil!

It's not like a human being at all, but like a demon from the depths of purgatory!

People guessed the true identity of the clown mask in their minds, but they couldn't guess and guess, but they didn't come up with an answer.

The Joker Mask turned his head and commanded a Batman-wearing subordinate behind him, "Let them all kneel!"

His voice was low and eerie, uncomfortable to listen to, and not what a normal person should be. Obviously, this is a special means of translating.

There are intelligent cultivators, and they immediately guess from this that this clown mask is most likely a well-known cultivator, otherwise there is no need for him to wear a mask and change his voice at the same time!

I just don't know, who will he be?

"Yes!" Batman Mask replied, his hands swiped across his chest, drawing a strange rune and a few strange tones in his mouth.

A low and dull sound of "hum" appeared in the convention and exhibition center, as if a heavy door had been opened at this time.

The sound came from above.

When people looked up in unison, they saw a black and red, extremely strange energy gate above the convention and exhibition center.

Someone who knows the goods broke out with an exclamation: "The ghost door is open, and a hundred ghosts are out?"

As soon as his words fell, he saw that inside the energy gate that looked like the blood basin of a giant beast, one after another hideous and terrifying rakshasas and yakshasas came out.

As soon as these powerful ghosts appeared, they flew above the heads of the cultivators in the convention center, staring at them fiercely, their eyes full of desire, eager to bite their heads and chew them up.

For these rakshasas and yakshasas, practitioners are not only a great delicacy, but also a nourishing wonder!

The cultivators were terrified and shuddered by the gaze of these powerful ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of yakshasas and rakshasas appeared in the convention and exhibition center.

At this time, Batman Mask coldly shouted: "Kneel!

The cultivators looked at each other, except for a few people, who were frightened by his shout and fell to their knees, the rest of them did not kneel.

Such a scene angered Batman Mask, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave an order to Yaksha and Rakshasa suspended in mid-air: "Kill!"

With a cheering cry, the ghosts pounced on the cultivators closest to them, opening their fanged mouths and biting down on them.

"Ahh

"Don't eat me!

"You abominable devils, get out of here!

"Help, save me, save ......"

The hundreds of cultivators who were attacked erupted into terrible, terrifying screams and wails. Several of them are still cultivators of the Innate Realm, if they encounter these rakshasas and yaksha in ordinary times, they will not pay attention to them at all, just a spell, a talisman, can scatter the souls of these powerful ghosts!

But now, they have lost their aura, let alone resist, and they can't even struggle.

Soon, the screams and wails were gone.

In the huge convention and exhibition center, no one spoke, no one shouted, and all that reverberated was a chilling 'click' and 'click' crisp sound.

This is the sound of Yaksha and Rakshasa chewing the bones of the practitioners!

At the same time, there was a strong smell of blood, wafting into the convention and exhibition center.

"Ah, the smell of blood, what an intoxicating taste!" the clown mask took a deep breath of blood, and his tone revealed a thick yearning. People can't help but suspect that if there is still something to be done, this guy may be like these Yaksha and Rakshasas, holding a person and starting to eat!

"Give you one more chance, all kneel! Those who don't kneel, die!" Batman Mask shouted again.

This time, many cultivators knelt down.

What just happened made them understand that this group of masked robbers was not trying to scare them, but seriously.

If they don't obey and kneel, they will really become food rations for the ghosts!

However, there are still some people who do not kneel.

The dignity of the practitioner makes it impossible for them to bend their knees.

Some of these people were discovered by their clansmen and friends, and they dragged them to the ground and knelt down, and whispered: "Only by living can we take revenge! If we die, we will have nothing! Quickly kneel down, and we should bear the burden of humiliation!"

But there were still some people who still stood upright, staring at the clown mask and his men with sharp eyes.

"Look for death!" Batman Mask was furious and was about to order Yaksha and Rakshasa to kill the bad guys, but Joker Mask stopped him.

Glancing at the group of people who were standing unyieldingly, the clown mask raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up: "Backbone! Bloody! I like it!"

Hearing this praise, the cultivators in the convention and exhibition center thought that this person was moved and had a heart of sympathy, and wanted to let these proudly standing people go?

As soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, they heard the clown mask say again: "The blood and soul of this kind of person are the most delicious, and it is too wasteful to feed ghosts, so give it to me!"

(End of chapter)