Deep in the mountains and forests, an isolated manor.
There were no lights or fire in the manor, it was quiet and quiet, and a faint cloud of smoke filled the air, giving the manor an inexplicable and strange atmosphere.
The man and woman in front looked at each other, then looked at the two evil stars chasing behind them closer and closer, and then decisively flew past them, entering the manor in the blink of an eye.
Lu Zheng and Yan Hongxia stopped and stood at the door of the manor.
"There's something wrong with this Zhuangzi!"
"What a heavy Netherworld energy!"
Lu Zheng complained, "Isn't it possible that the ghost king lives in a separate courtyard in the underworld?"
"That's really hard to say." Yan Hongxia's eyes flashed with light, then she flew over the fence and entered the yard.
Lu Zheng shook his head and followed in.
…
"Um?"
As soon as Lu Zheng jumped in, he realized something was wrong.
"Miss Yan?"
The entire manor was quiet and quiet, shrouded in light mist and silent. Except for the faint aura of the netherworld, there was not even a shadow of a ghost.
The man and woman who jumped in before disappeared...
Yan Hongxia is also missing...
Lu Zheng turned around and saw the mist behind him, which seemed light but actually thick. Logically speaking, the courtyard wall that should be three feet behind him also disappeared, leaving only a faint mist and a stone road with no direction.
"There's something..." Lu Zheng's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself.
Under normal circumstances, powerful ghost kings live in the depths of the Netherworld. Even if they occasionally want to visit the underworld, it is impossible to set up a manor in the underworld.
Moreover, the concentration of the Netherworld air he just felt outside was several times lighter than the atmosphere in the Netherworld.
So Yan Hongxia judged that the ghost's strength was average, so she rushed in without any scruples, and Lu Zheng followed decisively.
Unexpectedly, this ghost actually gave him a surprise.
Lu Zheng blinked, circulated his Qi, and focused his energy into his eyes. The pupils of his eyes flickered, and cloud patterns flashed through them, and he looked around.
It was silent and filled with smoke.
Lu Zheng took a deep breath, then reached out and pulled off the cover of the gourd on his waist, tapping it lightly with his fingers.
"Whoosh!"
A mahogany sword came into his hand.
Holding a mahogany sword, he cast an exorcism spell, and then struck behind him.
"Whoa!"
A green light flashed, and the Netherworld Qi dispersed, leaving a large open space.
But Lu Zheng still didn't see anything else, and the scattered Nether Qi returned to its original state within three breaths.
A wise man will not take advantage of one person to deal with heaven and earth.
So Lu Zheng stopped testing, and instead protected his body with cloud energy, holding a peach wood sword in one hand and twisting the true cloud curse in the other, he carefully walked deeper along the stone road.
"Um?"
Lu Zheng looked around. It was filled with smoke and there was no one around, but he felt like he was being spied on intermittently.
"Invisibility? Illusion?"
Just as Lu Zheng was about to investigate, he noticed several ghost figures flashing through the fog around him.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
But before Lu Zheng could use his strength, the opponent suddenly disappeared.
"Array..."
If it's not an illusion or a barrier, it's naturally a formation.
Lu Zheng thought for a while, and when he was about to circulate the Qi in his body, he suddenly found that the Qi in his body was covered with a light gray mist, which seemed to be stagnant during the movement, and the gray fog was gradually getting worse.
Grain
It is the spell of the underworld!
Lu Zheng stood still and tried his best to circulate the inner energy in his body, which could only ensure that the gray fog would no longer get worse, but he wanted to clear it...
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Several more ghostly shadows flashed past, and Lu Zheng felt that the gray fog in his body was getting worse again.
"Fuck! That's so cruel!"
Lu Zheng couldn't help but grit his teeth and began to think about countermeasures.
The other party didn't attack with overwhelming force, either because they were disdainful, because they couldn't, or because they thought it was not worth it.
Judging from the formation, the sense of peeking just now, and the appearance of several ghosts that gradually increase the effectiveness of the spell, the first possibility is the least likely, and it should be the second or third.
So Lu Zheng felt that he was good again.
…
Lu Zheng didn't understand the formation, and his strength was not at a crushing level, so he couldn't break this formation.
so……
When the inexplicable sense of peeping disappeared for a short time, Lu Zheng used illusions to cover his figure to avoid the sight of the ghosts in the fog. Then he stamped his feet, condensed a piece of soil under his feet with cloud energy, and molded it into a life-size clay doll.
Puppetry! Enchantment! Infusing energy!
Then this earthen doll transformed and took on the appearance of Lu Zheng. At least if his cultivation level was not much higher than Lu Zheng's, there would be no flaws.
"Done!"
Lu Zheng patted the earth puppet on the shoulder, and then his body sank into the ground.
Without the formation siege and the sneak attacks of those ghosts, Lu Zheng controlled the puppet to move forward, following it quietly underground while expelling the gray fog from his body.
…
Tudou Lu Zheng continued to move forward, and ghosts loomed around him, and the cloud energy in his body was gradually suppressed.
In order to show reality, the earth puppet Lu Zheng also twisted the True Cloud Curse and cast it around, but it had no effect.
After a while, all the cloud energy in the body was suppressed by the gray mist, and it was even difficult to mobilize. Under the erosion of the netherworld energy, the body staggered.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several ghosts flashed out, threw a chain from each hand, and wrapped the head, neck and limbs of the puppet Lu Zheng.
"Who are you!" The puppet Lu Zheng yelled angrily and tried to break away, but then a ghost came close and slapped his Dantian.
The ghost energy poured in, sealing off all the Qi sea in Tudu Lu Zheng's Dantian and the Qi and blood in his meridians.
"you!"
The puppet Lu Zheng wanted to struggle, and then two ghosts suddenly appeared behind him. One hand held his shoulders and the other held his elbows, locking his body so that he could not move at all.
"hey-hey!"
"With this little ability, do you dare to break into the king's village?"
"If you have some cultivation, you want to break into Xuanming Village. Are you afraid that you are impatient with life and want to die early?"
"Since you have entered Zhuangzi, then you should die in an honest manner."
"Your Majesty, he has a good heart and will let you die happily."
"Let's go and take him to the king's backyard. The king may be impatient."
"There are three other people. We have already captured two, and one more is coming soon."
“Four of them came in at one time, and they were so nervous that they almost couldn’t take care of them.”
"Hehe, I hope your Majesty will be merciful and give us some yang energy. This is a human being with a strong moral character. Even if there is only a little yang energy left, it will be a great tonic for us."
"Where did you ghosts come from?" The puppet Lu Zheng asked angrily, "How can the world of the earth be a place where you can stay for a long time! And you dare to set up a village and harm others?"
"Hey, you know nothing!"
"When the king succeeds, we will be big shots. Aren't we able to come and leave whenever we want in this world?"
"You four just let the king suck you clean!"
The two ghosts pushed Lu Zheng, turned left and right in the mist, and soon entered a remote courtyard, forcing him into the front hall of the courtyard.