This is the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit, the filthiest and most unlucky place in the world. Only the top demons and evil spirits are qualified to live here.
The inside of the hexagonal tower is the essence of Yin Qi and bad luck. The ancestor of corpses is entrenched here, breathing in evil spirits all day long to nourish his body.
Those who can enter the hexagonal tower are all the top evil spirits in the Demon Pit.
Although Deng Bochuan was strong, his number was small after all. If it weren't for Mr. Chonghua's guarantee, they would have been torn into pieces before they even entered the hexagonal tower.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
The white-faced zombie is right. If they want to break the agreement with Mr. Chonghua and insist on attacking me, Deng Bochuan and others will not be able to stop them.
I smiled and said: "Director Deng, once you come, let's make peace with it. We are following the road of no return as agreed. No matter how arrogant the ancestor of the corpse is, we must abide by the rules."
Deng Bochuan nodded slightly and said: "Be careful! The evil heretics are going back on their word, don't trust them easily!"
I nodded and said to the white-faced zombie: "Please!"
The white-haired zombie grinned and said, "Please!"
After only taking two steps, I suddenly felt evil energy rising into the sky, and a demon said angrily: "I have been trapped in the Demon Refining Tower for thousands of years! Today, a living person has come, and I want him to taste the pain of being burned by the fire!"
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When I looked up, I saw a zombie with a green face and fangs suddenly stood up and rushed towards me like a big bird. I was startled and hurriedly looked at the white-haired zombie walking in front.
But I heard the white-haired zombie laugh and say: "Uncle Ya, he is the guest of our ancestors, please don't take his life."
The green-faced and fanged zombie shouted: "Don't worry! I promise not to take his life! Just let him taste what it feels like to be burned by fire!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie opened its mouth and spit out a breath of black air.
The temperature of this black air was extremely high, and the stench hit my nostrils even before it arrived. I felt awe in my heart, and immediately knew that this was no joke.
The Ancestor of the Corpse is either testing my strength or preparing to give me a blow. This green-faced and fanged guy is probably under the instruction of the Ancestor of the Corpse.
This guy may not kill me, but if I don't resist, it's no joke to be burned by this black breath.
At that moment, I sneered and suddenly took a step sideways to get out of the way of the black energy. I raised and lowered the evil-suppressing stick and hit it on the head. The zombie relied on its copper skin and iron bones and reached out to grab my short stick.
Unexpectedly, the runes on the short stick flashed. He had indeed caught it, but it was like grabbing a red-hot iron rod. He immediately screamed in shock and wanted to let go.
As a result, it was easy for him to catch it, but it was a bit more difficult to let go. The high temperature on the evil-suppressing stick had already made his skin stick together. How could he shake it off in his eagerness?
I laughed and said, "Are you a zombie in the Demon Refining Tower? Not bad, you can still hold on until now. But you shouldn't grab my short stick."
The zombie screamed in pain, and a burning smell filled the surroundings. But another person sneered: "You are still the first living person to be so arrogant after entering the Demon Refining Tower!"
I answered without any sign of weakness: "It's hard to say whether I will be the first, but I will definitely not be the last! One day, we will conquer the Ten Thousand Demons Pit!"
The man was so angry that he whipped out a chain with his hands and wrapped it around my body. The chain was made of a snake bone and connected to each other with iron hooks made of fine steel. At the top of the chain, there was a snake with a horn.
The strangest thing is that although this snake head has no flesh and blood, it is like a living creature.
I took a step back, saw the right opportunity, and stepped on the snake's head. I stepped on the snake's head and was stunned. I pointed at the chain, and a small stream of flames burned along the chain towards the snake.
The speed of the flames was extremely fast, and in an instant I heard a muffled groan from the other side, and then the whole chain slumped to the ground like a rotten snake. I put a little force on my feet, and the snake's head was crushed by my step.
The white-faced zombie smiled and said: "Good means! Good means!"
He didn't know which side he was on. I beat them to pieces, but this guy actually praised me for my cleverness.
However, these words immediately angered the demons and demons next to him. As soon as he finished speaking, three or five more demons stood up and all took a step forward.
Qin Chong had a bad temper and was furious: "What? Do you want to bully the few with more?"
He took a step forward, his momentum rising to the sky. But Deng Bochuan next to him stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Wait a minute, do it."
Deng Bochuan squinted his eyes and said: "The Ancestor of the Corpse did not dare to kill Zhang Wuxin, otherwise the bet between him and Mr. Chonghua would cease to exist. To take a step back, if he really wanted to kill Zhang Wuxin, there was no need to
It takes a lot of effort, but if one of the evil spirits on the top of the tower shows up at random, Zhang Wuxin will be no match."
"Now it seems that the Ancestor of Corpse just wants to see what Zhang Wuxin is capable of."
Qin Zhong looked up and saw evil spirits looming on the top of the tower. He was also a famous figure on the path of exorcism. Just by taking a look at these evil spirits, he knew that something great was hidden on the top of the tower.
He relaxed slightly and said, "As long as the guys above don't take action, Zhang Wuxin can still survive."
I was indeed able to hold on. Although the evil spirits around me were powerful, due to the issue of face, they did not swarm me. Instead, they fought me one by one.
It's just that I held the evil-suppressing short stick in my right hand, and the flames rose in my left hand. I only hit the opponent, who screamed and screamed, and was in a miserable state. Some of the injuries were serious, and I'm afraid they won't be able to recover in a few years.
The white-faced zombie has been watching me from the side. If I hit well, he will praise me. If I hit poorly, he will frown slightly. Some of these evil spirits are corpses, some are ghosts, and some are spirits that have become the weather.
Anyway, there are all kinds of them, one after another, one after another.
I was horrified. This white-faced zombie seemed to be observing me. Not only was it observing my ability to deal with monsters, but it was also observing my weaknesses.
What on earth does this guy want to do?
I was thinking in my mind while my men moved their hands. Unknowingly, I was surrounded by zombies and ghosts. It was only then that the white-faced zombie patted his hands lightly and said, "The methods of Yin Yang Shop are indeed extremely powerful."
Mr. Zhang Wuxin, please don’t blame me. These demons are evil and disobedient and take action without permission, and they deserve what they deserve.”
I put away the short evil-suppressing stick and sneered: "Have you seen enough?"
The white-faced zombie nodded slightly: "I've seen enough of what I should see, and I've seen enough of what I shouldn't. The exorcist's methods really opened my eyes."
I snorted: "There are eighteen schools of exorcism in China, as well as various folk inheritance methods. There are hundreds of ways to deal with dead people like you. How much can you learn from just looking at this?"
Having said that, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.
It is said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle. These evil spirits have studied the methods of exorcists in this way, which means that the dead are also gradually changing.
If the dead can do this, the exorcist may not be able to stop him.
The white-faced zombie smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang Wuxin is right, so I am ready to return to the world of the underworld and learn more knowledge."
I said coldly: "You will be chopped into pieces by the exorcist and fed to the dogs."
The white-faced zombie smiled without saying a word, and without looking at the grunting zombie spirit on the ground, he led me forward.
As I walked further, the evil spirits around me stopped taking action, and instead looked at me with their heads tilted, as if they were looking at foreigners.
This group of evil spirits have been living in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit for a long time. In the past, even if they saw a living person, they would fight to the death. Now, suddenly seeing that a living person can enter the Hexagonal Demon Refining Tower, it is inevitable to be a little curious.
From this point of view, humans and ghosts are actually the same.
The white-faced zombie led me all the way forward, gradually climbing up the stairs. The higher I went, the fewer evil spirits there were in the tower, but the more powerful they looked.
Some of these evil spirits were floating in the air, closing their eyes to meditate, only opening their eyes to take a look when I passed by, while others were lazily sitting in their own positions, their eyes full of curiosity.
Others are simply a gold coffin with copper horns, and I don’t know what is inside the coffin.
My eyes were opened along the way, but my heartbeat gradually accelerated. The first floor of the hexagonal tower was filled with ordinary evil spirits, the same group of guys I beat up.
It's just that those evil spirits should enter the first floor of the Demon Refining Tower in rotation. As for the upper floors, they are the real elite.
This battle is no worse than the group of Ying Tianming and Ming Men and Ping Women, in some aspects it is even worse.
If they don't fall out, they will assume that once they fall out, Deng Bochuan and I and others will definitely fall here.
I was thinking in my mind, and unknowingly I had reached the top floor. But I saw the white-faced zombie leading the way stopped and said respectfully: "Ancestor, he is here."
I was horrified by these words and quickly raised my head, only to find four evil spirits staring at me intently.
Of these four evil spirits, one was wearing a black robe and holding a sickle, dressed like the God of Death in Western mythology. The second one had a human head and a snake body, a green face and fangs, and he was looking at me with his head tilted.
The third one is a wandering ghost. It has no actual body and can be gathered or dispersed. It is not known whether it is a fierce ghost or not.
The fourth one was a zombie wearing a purple robe. When I saw this dress, my heart skipped a beat because this purple robe was very similar to the dress Yu Buren had customized before.
At that time, Yu Buren told me that this was the uniform of the purple-robed high priest. When you wear this uniform, you are a purple-clothed high priest.
There are twelve great priests in purple clothes. They are all subordinates of Emperor Shun, and they are also the ones who have passed down the way of exorcism. These great priests in purple clothes were loyal to Emperor Shun during their lifetimes and will remain loyal to them until death. How could they be so evil in this evil world?
The purple-robed priest will also be found in the earth?
Or is it that the body of the purple-robed priest turned into a zombie and was resurrected by other evil spirits and used as a piece of clothing?