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Chapter 200 From the Frozen Hell

The mirror was very strange. His face was not reflected, but instead it was a mist.

"How long do we have to wait?" the man in black robe asked to the mirror.

"Almost." The fog in the mirror floated and a voice came out.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the Taoist temple, and it was Wang Wang who came from the bottom of the mountain.

He looked at the huge ginkgo tree in front of him. The tops of the trees were covered with human skins, each one covered in blood and fluttering in the wind.

The tree trunks are all red,

The soil below is also blood-colored, and you can even see some exposed bones.

He stood under the tree and watched this shocking and terrifying scene.

No wonder he felt that the whole yard was empty before he came in. There was not a single bandit. This tree alone scared away many people.

A good Taoist temple becomes like this,

Wang Zhe's spiritual consciousness instantly scanned the entire Taoist temple, and he sensed that there was only one person in the entire Taoist temple.

He came directly to the outside of the house and exuded some aura.

Creaking, the door opened, and a man came out, wearing a black robe, with a pale face and a little blood on his eyebrows.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was hoarse, as if there was something stuck in his throat.

"Since you are a ghost, take off your human skin!" Wang Zhe said coldly.

Raise your hand a little,

Buddha pointed his finger,

The man in black robe suddenly collapsed to the ground with a pop, like a balloon deflating.

The body of the man in black robe suddenly shriveled up, and a black energy surged out from the body, looking at Wang Zhe coldly in mid-air.

Hua la la, not far away, the bloody human skin hanging on the old tree was floating, and it seemed that it was about to float over.

live,

Wang Zhe raised his hand and pressed it, and the spiritual energy surged, instantly immobilizing the old tree.

fire,

Then a burst of fire flew out, and the old tree immediately burned.

ah!

The burning old tree actually let out a shrill and painful cry, as if there was someone inside.

This is becoming a sperm,

Without saying a word, the black energy suddenly transformed into a monster that had always been ferocious and terrifying. It opened its bloody mouth and came towards Wang Zhe.

Divine light flowed from Wang Zhe's body, immobilizing him for a moment, then he raised his hand and struck the sword, splitting the ghost into two, and then the fire of karma began to burn.

Karma fire!

The fierce ghost panicked instantly.

"Help me!"

After shouting, a mirror suddenly flew out from the human skin on the ground, and a burst of cold air spewed out from the mirror. In an instant, the temperature of the entire Taoist temple dropped a lot, as if it had entered the middle of winter.

At that time, the cold air was still unable to restrain the karmic fire on the ghost.

The next moment, the fog inside the mirror suddenly rotated, creating a suction force that sucked in the karma fire from the ghost.

But just as the karma fire was sucked in, the next moment it started burning.

"Come in!" A voice came from the mirror.

Then a whirlpool formed in the mist on the mirror. The ghost's body was stretched, and it was about to be sucked in.

Certainly,

The five-color divine light on Wang Zhe's body lit up, immobilizing the ghost.

"The true law of the great road!"

There was an exclamation in the mirror, and then it fell to the ground with a clatter and became silent.

The karma fire on the ghost's body burned fiercely, and the ghost let out a shrill scream.

"What are you doing in the underworld from the underworld?"

While screaming in pain, the ghost stared at Wang Zhe with sinister eyes, wishing to cut him into pieces and tear him into pieces.

"It seems like I can't ask anything."

Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved it, and the fire of karma turned into a sword, instantly engulfing the ghost.

He let out his last scream.

"Impermanence of Yin and Yang" appeared,

This is a ghost from the underworld, which has killed ninety-six people, skinning and removing their bones, eating their flesh and drinking their blood.

After killing this ghost, I obtained a "yin pill".

Wang Zhe looked at the bronze round mirror on the ground. There was a fog inside the mirror.

He slowly approached, and flames were burning from his body, swirling around the silent mirror.

The Taoist innate true fire can be used to refine treasures.

"Wait a minute!" A voice came from the mirror. "What do you call this fellow Taoist?"

"Should you tell yourself your family name before asking others?"

"I am Li Wushao, the underworld commander."

"Yin Si, show your face and let me see."

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are joking. Not to mention that I am currently in the underworld and cannot go out. If I really go out, I am afraid that I will be killed by fellow Taoist as soon as I show my head."

Wang Zhe stared at the mirror.

If it is true as Li Wushao said, this mirror is the passage between the Yin and Yang worlds.

Through the mirror, one can freely enter and leave the underworld and the human world, but there must be some restrictions.

That is to say, according to the current situation, there should be nothing he can do about Li Wushao holding the mirror over there.

"Is fellow Taoist still there?"

"Listen."

"How about making a deal?" Li Wushao asked.

"speak."

"You find something for me and I'll give you a gift."

"What gift?"

"What gift do you want?"

"Well, it doesn't have to be too nice, just a monument to the Eight Desolations." Wang Zhe said calmly.

Li Wushao on the other side of the mirror fell silent after hearing this.

If you don't talk, you have nothing to talk about.

"Don't talk nonsense." The real fire swept through and enveloped the mirror.

After a while, Wang Zhe took the initiative to put away the real fire.

He found that this mirror was very unusual and could not be refined by his own Taoist true fire.

So he drew the sword from his back.

Since it won’t melt, then find a way to chop it!

Ding, that sword struck that mirror.

Buzz, the mirror trembled, then emitted a dazzling white light and an astonishing cold air.

In an instant, the entire Taoist temple was frozen.

Then a five-color divine light flashed.

With a snap, the ice withered and shattered, and ice shards scattered in all directions.

Wang Zhe looked at the bronze mirror in front of him. There was a small sword mark on it, and a lot of cold air was emanating from it.

The five-colored divine light on his body circulates endlessly,

With the blessing of huge mana, the cold air emanating was suppressed, as if a huge lid was placed on the blowout place.

Suddenly, the cold air stopped exploding.

With a kacha sound, the mirror cracked and broke into two halves.

"Huh? It actually broke by itself!?" Wang Zhe was slightly startled when he saw this.

Although the mirror was broken, Wang Zhe still felt that this strange mirror was unsafe.

At this time, a circle of people had gathered around the Taoist temple. They were all bandits from the mountain, but no one came quickly.

Even bandits like them, who are vicious and full of evil,

Because they knew how scary this Taoist temple was, and knew that there was an ancient tree covered in human skin and the ground was full of bones.

Standing at the door, the cold air surged out, almost freezing the person instantly. Soon, the cold air dissipated again.

Certainly,

A voice came from inside,

Then a piece of light emitted, sweeping over everyone, and then they were all frozen.

Wang Zhe came out of the Taoist temple holding the broken mirror.

Looking around, he looked at the people he had captured.

If you untie a person, that person will be broken when he comes to his senses, and the next moment he will be immobilized. If you untie him again, he will immediately become honest.

But he didn't know much information. Their original village leader was directly killed by the man in black robe, skinned and hung on the tree.

They originally wanted to run away, but the few who escaped were caught by the man, skinned and hung on a tree.

From then on, they didn't dare to run away and could only stay on the mountain obediently.

At the beginning, the man asked them to rob tombs in the stretching Qinchuan River.

With this Taoist temple as the center, we searched for ancient tombs in the surrounding mountains.

Recently, there has been a sudden change, allowing them to kill people, kill people everywhere, and kill everyone they see.

"This is probably related to Li Wushao on the other side of the mirror."

I asked a few more people and they all knew almost the same information.

Wang Zhe thought for a while, then entered the Taoist temple again and came to the room where the man in black robe was.

It's a very ordinary room, nothing special about it.

Wang Zhe's spiritual consciousness swept over him, his magic power surged out, and he raised his foot and stamped on the ground.

With a kacha sound, the ground cracked, and three feet deep underground, there was a coffin, pitch black, with strange patterns and spells on it.

"Underworld coffin!

This is not the first time Wang Zhe has seen this coffin. In fact, he still has one in his hand.

"It seems that the ghost did not lie at the beginning. They indeed escaped from the underworld through this coffin."

Wang Zhe came to the ground, recited a spell, raised his hand, and the coffin board on the coffin opened on its own with a click. Then a chilling cold air came out from inside.

"What are we going to do this time?" a voice said.

There is a ghost inside the coffin.

"Huh?!" He was stunned when he saw Wang Zhe.

"Who are you?" After saying this, he raised his hand and pinched Wang Zhe's neck. Then his arm was broken, and there was still a flame burning at the fracture.

"Karma fire!?" The ghost was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Zhe asked.

"Can you live?" the ghost asked tentatively after hearing this.

"If you don't tell me, you will die!"

"We came from the underworld to find something."

"What?"

"I don't know." The ghost shook his head, "I only know that it is a thing from the underworld."

Well, Wang Zhe nodded after hearing this, then raised his hand and turned his sword into fire, and instantly killed the ghost.

These ghosts had no ability to resist in front of him at this time.

After the ghost died, Wang Zhe chanted a spell and put the coffin away.

After leaving the Taoist temple, he looked at the bandits he had captured outside.

After untying them, he identified them one by one. Those who killed were sent away directly, while those who did not kill were thrown down the mountain by him.

By this time, the sky had darkened.

Behind him, in the Taoist temple, there were still flames burning, and the old tree had been burned to ashes.

The corpses around him were also burned to ashes.

But he was not in a hurry to leave here, but recited the mantra.

After waiting for a full stick of incense, I saw a cloud of mist coming in, arriving outside the Taoist temple, dissipating, and then a ghost appeared.

Wang Zhe didn't waste any time and just showed his token.

"Sir!" The ghost immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"Get up and talk."

"Look where this coffin comes from?" Wang Zhe took out the coffin.

The ghost looked carefully.

"Sir, it should be the second palace, the Ice Hell."

"The second palace is the place under the jurisdiction of King Chujiang?"

"Exactly."

"Did you know that there is a man named Li Wushao in the Yin Division?"

"Li Wushao, he is the general of the King of Chu Jiang."

"Do you recognize this mirror?" Wang Zhe thought for a while and took out the broken mirror.

"This little person doesn't know."

Through the mouth of this ghost, Wang Zhe also got some information, and the underworld was also in chaos.

There is also very shocking news, a king of hell in the underworld has changed hands.

"Can I grab that one too?"

"This little guy doesn't know. He just heard about it."

Wang Zhe asked some more questions. According to what Gui Chao said, the kings of hell in each palace of the underworld each performed their duties and managed different areas respectively.

It's like the human world is divided into different transitions. There is little contact between them on weekdays.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Zhe directly gave him a Yin Dan, and the ghost hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

As a Yinzai, he naturally understands the role of such treasures. This pill is worth his countless years of hard work.

After the ghost messenger left, Wang Zhe was still thinking about what he just said, and thought about the thousand-year catastrophe he heard from He Xiaoweng on the fairy island overseas.

The world is in chaos,

The underworld is trying to invade the human world,

This has already begun!

Could it be that a thousand-year catastrophe is about to come to the world again?

Wang Zhe turned his head and looked at the Taoist temple behind him.

"This place is full of gas. I don't know how many people died. It's better to go back." So he burned the Taoist temple to ashes.

The flames looked very bright in the dark night and could be seen from a long distance away.

After burning the Taoist temple to ashes, Wang Zhe left here.

Not long after he left, a figure flew in mid-air. It was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe.

After landing, I looked at the Taoist temple that had been burned to ashes, with some scattered sparks.

Hearing the wailing of people in the mountain, he looked for the sound and saw the bandit who had been thrown down the mountain by Wang Zhe.

I learned what happened from his mouth.

"A tree covered with human skin?!" The Taoist priest looked shocked when he heard this.

"Do you know where the monk went?"

"No, I didn't see it. Please help me, Taoist Master."

"It depends on your own destiny." The Taoist priest ignored him and suddenly jumped into the air, reaching the top of a nearby mountain and looking around.

Under the dark night, the mountains and fields were vast and silent, and there was no trace of anyone.

"It's a pity that we didn't have the opportunity to meet him. Although his methods are too harsh, his cultivation level should be extremely high."

Wang Zhe returned to the place where he practiced and sealed the broken mirror in the mountain.

Then he returned to the cave and lay down on the chair, closing his eyes, creaking, and the rocking chair started to rock again.

In summer, it rains a lot in the mountains, and it rains from time to time.

Autumn is the time when the colors in the mountains are the most beautiful. The mountains and forests are dyed all over the mountains, making it very beautiful.

On this day, the originally sunny sky suddenly became gloomy, followed by lightning and thunder.

It was obviously autumn, but there was icy rain in the sky, and then hailstones fell crackling from the sky.

hail?

Wang Zhe looked at the sky and counted with his fingers.


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