Nishuo squinted his open eyes, his face full of enjoyment. He glanced at the right side of him in confusion. Something seemed to have pushed him just now?
Nothing.
Seeing this, he ignored it and continued to enjoy the offerings from the spiritual beings. The gate of hell opened once in a thousand years. Next time he wanted ingot candles and spiritual incense, he would be able to endure it.
Thinking of his former companions passing away one by one in the dark space, he couldn't help but feel sad.
well!
I'm afraid I will get there, it's just a matter of time.
When He Xiaotian saw the other party, he just glanced doubtfully, without noticing anything, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Then his sinful hand stretched out again.
"Crunch!"
This time, his strength increased a lot, and he pushed Ni Shuo out of the queue.
"???"
It's haunted!
But immediately this ridiculous idea was thrown out of Ni Shuo's head.
What about bullshit?
In front of the gate of hell, I am the gatekeeper.
What bastard dares to touch him?
Of course, those who have successfully entered the formation before are not counted.
He was a man who died because of his strength, and his cultivation during his lifetime was extremely terrifying. Fortunately, the Eighteen Nishuo all exerted their strength, and even with the help of the power of Guimenguan, they were unable to capture him.
Isn't there another evil ghost who is as powerful as the undead before?
Thinking of this, Ni Shuo shuddered all over.
Glancing at the seventeen brothers who were still enjoying the offerings, he hesitated whether to issue a warning.
Although he is not very powerful, he still takes bribes and takes bribes, and secretly uses the back door for others. But in the final analysis, he is always one of the gatekeepers at the gate of hell, and he must fulfill his duties.
With a strong sense of responsibility, he struggled hard. He was about to tell the other brothers to be careful when the rebels forced their way into the formation.
Then he saw a scene he would never forget!
I saw his original standing position, and the green smoke emitted by the burning incense did not break when he exited the queue.
Instead, they became thicker and penetrated into the void one by one.
"!!!"
Nishuo's scalp almost flew up when he said it.
Isn’t the powerful person just now awesome?
A punch broke through the gate of hell, and a glance caused the eighteen gatekeepers to go out of their way, and he was immediately seriously injured.
If it weren't for special reasons that prevented them from dying again, their souls would have been gone and they wouldn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.
But no matter how strong the opponent is, he will never be able to absorb the incense.
Except for the Yin gods and righteous gods who were personally canonized by the Court of Ten Thousand Ancestors, no one can do it. Even if your strength is several times more terrifying than the gods, you still can't compete for incense.
The spirits who walked through the back door either obtained the incense by chance. Or they relied on the power of the family during their lifetime to obtain rare road guides, incense candles left over from ancient times, or the cloud-pattern ingots that were once the common currency.
Perhaps when the Court of Ten Thousand Ancestors was still around, these things were nothing.
They want to make it easy.
But now that the Divine Court has fallen, some things are wandering in the mountains and rivers, and some have even left the former central territory and traveled to other stars, bringing them with them.
With one less product, what was once a commodity became a priceless consumable.
Does anyone want to copy it?
Yes, it is still very powerful, it can be said that it can reach the sky!
But without exception, they all failed.
Incense and candle ingots are mixed with many unknown substances and special refining methods.
No matter how realistic the imitation is, it will always be fake.
I have encountered these ghosts more than once, and I can't absorb them at all.
Even if they are exactly the same, the inner essence cannot be the same as the real thing.
So before the gate of hell, a god came from nowhere?!
Ni Shuo was so frightened that he almost broke out in a cold sweat. As far as he knew, this was a broken world. Although there were gods left, most of them were just surviving people.
Many guys have deployed countless back-up tactics in the hope of resurrecting the dead and reversing the yin and yang.
Those who are in slightly better condition are either in deep sleep or withering away in deep sleep, losing their strength little by little, and their authority returns to heaven and earth again.
As for a god who can wake up and walk freely on the earth, just thinking about it makes Nishuo's scalp numb.
Maybe it’s that thousand-year-old silver coin!
As for whether it is a ghost mission, heavenly soldier or the like like him?
Don't make trouble. With his strength, he hasn't been able to see the opponent yet, so you can imagine how terrifying it is.
What's more, he knows a lot of things, even gods are almost dead! A person like me is basically a little better than an errand boy, how can he survive if he doesn't rely on the ghost gate to maintain a little consciousness?
?
Hammered!
I don’t know which god this horse is.
Ni Shuo calmed down a little, then pretended not to know and stood there honestly, not daring to show any sign of returning.
Anyway, he had almost saved enough for a thousand years this time, so he would be patient and wait for the next time the gate of hell opens.
It’s not like you’ve gone through hard times before, only a fool would provoke a god.
Even a god who has just awakened!
While He Xiaotian was inhaling the incense vigorously, he looked at Ni Shuo with confusion in his eyes.
Why did this thing change its appearance after he withdrew it?
That yellow clay face was like a face change in modern Sichuan opera, with all kinds of complex emotions tangled together.
Put on a good show for him!
Next, Ni Shuo seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized something.
Then he lowered his head quietly, as if he didn't notice anything, as if he was afraid of being destroyed by humanity.
【40.89%...40.88%...40.87...】
Since the other person is so sensible, he is not an unreasonable and unforgiving evil person when he congratulates someone.
Standing in Nishuo's position, while mitigating the pollution, he carefully observed the wave of spirits coming through the back door.
Spiritual incense is the most abundant thing, but the quantity in each hand is unknown.
One stick of incense and three sticks of incense account for about 80%.
Five sticks of incense, seven sticks of incense, nine sticks of incense, 17/8/8.
Finally, there are thirty-six sticks of incense, very few!!
A stick of incense needs to be inserted into the incense burner, and you step into the gate of hell empty-handed.
The three pillars of incense only need to be lit and do not need to be inserted into the incense burner. The smoke is floating all the way as you step into it.
Five pillars of incense also need to be lit. As they walk, a vague human figure appears and disappears, and a familiar and inexplicable force protects the person holding the incense.
The seven pillars of incense do not burn. There are seven stars faintly shining on the illusory incense. When walking, there is a starlight under your feet, which is very strange!
Nine-column incense is so noble!!
There is a golden road at the feet of the incense holder, and no evil spirit dares to ignore its edge.
The group of spirits that had been standing in front of the gate of hell immediately retreated three to five miles away, for fear that they would be accidentally swept away by the golden light and end up in a state of confusion.
He Xiaotian was so greedy when he saw it that he wanted to pounce on it and snatch the incense away!
But he didn't do it after all. Anyway, there were the most spirits holding a stick of incense, so there was no need for him to make trouble at the gate of hell.
It’s definitely not impossible to grab, absolutely not!
As for the thirty-six sticks of incense?
Then it’s Niubi (broken sound).
In the dark and desperate world, the stars are shining in the sky, reflecting each other's fragrance in the hand holding the incense.
Every time you take a step, the ancient starry sky path will inevitably appear under your feet.
He Xiaotian felt like he was traveling in the universe. Thirty-six steps later, he just learned astronomy.
It was just a few sticks of incense, but it actually made the stars shine brightly.
Who made this thing?
Next is the cloud-patterned Yuanbao shrouded in mist and vaguely fairy-like.
He collected about twenty of them. Although he didn't know what they were used for, they were so cheap, so why not use them?
The least red candle is!
Most of the day passed, and only two people passed by holding candles.
Then He Xiaotian experienced the feeling of becoming an immortal immediately, a sense of transparency from beginning to end.
He felt that if he had a complete candle to light, he might be able to sublimate his spirit and transform to a higher level.
If he didn't feel the red candle was fierce in his heart, if he tried to snatch it, there was a high probability that the boat would capsize in the gutter. He would have been unable to control his nature!
After an unknown amount of time, He Xiaotian glanced at the pollution progress.
【25%】
Wait, something's wrong.
If I read it correctly, it was 25% a few minutes ago.
Why is this number still there after so long?
After waiting for another moment, he looked at the information in the upper left corner of his sight and fell into silence.
[Pollution progress: 25%]
He Xiaotian suddenly had a very bad guess. The reason why the incense in front of his head could remove pollution was mainly because the source of pollution he suffered was not very terrible.
The remaining 25% is probably caused by him glancing at the evil god Mengye, and the spiritual fragrance cannot be eliminated.
In other words, one stick of incense is not enough.
He needs to test whether a more advanced incense can continue to remove pollution.
Otherwise, we will be in big trouble.
'well!'
At the same time, He Xiaotian glanced at the martial arts, and saw that the pollution was still 50%, without any reduction.
It seems that the body is the body and the attributes are attributes.
He breathed a sigh of relief at this, but he was afraid that as his pollution level dropped, his martial arts attributes would also plummet.
Moreover, [Eternal Attribute: Breath of the Evil God. Realm of Deep Sleep: When you fall asleep, you who are contaminated with the breath of the Evil God Mengye have a 10% chance of entering the dreamland of the Evil God Mengye. Remember, do not look directly.
There are many secrets in dreams. As long as you are lucky enough, you can grow up quickly and understand some ancient secrets.】
Will I continue to encounter pollution in my sleep?
Once you see it and look directly at Mengye, the pollution level will skyrocket again!
So robbery is inevitable!
Thinking about this, He Xiaotian always felt like he was being forced into prostitution.
'Oh, I'm sorry. I really want to be a good person!'
But He Xiaotian's expression didn't look like he was annoyed at all, but instead was filled with excitement?
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.
He has extended his sinful hand to the realm of Hades.
I hope the lonely ghosts can hold on tenaciously.
Just like Mr. Jin, he can be said to be an invincible Xiao Qiang and an endless harvest of leeks.
Starlight was shining brightly in front of me, and a spirit with a big dog engraved on his forehead passed by.
He Xiaotian's eyes gradually brightened, brother, you are the lucky one!