"Okay, let's go with the original plan. You punch the ink seal over, and I will pull it into the painting world. As for how to surrender, I will tell you later. Anyway, my current painting world is not what it used to be. Even if I can't destroy it, I won't be able to defeat it.
We can trap it." Shu Xiaolou said at this time.
The plan was finally decided. Lin Jin took the ink seal and then entered a portal that opened behind him.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Jin arrived at the visitor hall.
Although the visitor's hall without visitors looked the same as usual, in Lin Jin's eyes, it was a little more strange.
It's all caused by the zombie in wooden door No. 3.
Lin Jin thought to himself that at this moment, he walked to wooden door No. 3 and looked carefully up and down. He was afraid that the things inside would escape while he was away.
But now, there is no sign that the wooden door has been opened.
This is a good thing.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Jin put his hands on the wooden door and directly called on the power of the two blood contract beasts. The blood on his body surged and he began to push the wooden door.
…
Located in a secret manor deep in the Dongzhou Mountains, Yan Jianshi was dressed in black and had a stern look on his face, looking at a strange wooden door in front of him.
This wooden door was made by a group of skilled craftsmen from all over the world and was made of special three-realm ghost wood. It can be said to be a priceless treasure. And if you look carefully, there is a box behind the wooden door. The closed box looks like a large coffin.
Right in front of the large coffin, a man wearing a white paper shirt was hanging a wooden sign with "three" written on it on the wooden door in front of the box.
The man wearing this white paper suit has stiff and ashen fingers. In fact, his whole body exudes an aura of death. His skin is brownish-purple and sticks tightly to his bones. His forehead is nailed with a rusty iron nail.
The talismans written in blood look as scary as possible.
This is the white envoy of the Evil Appraisal Society, a zombie puppet who only obeys the orders of the president.
And Yan Jianshi is naturally the black envoy.
After the zombie white envoy hung the No. 3 wooden sign on a raised nail on the wooden door, the entire wooden door and the box behind it shook.
It was as if a certain taboo was connected in an instant.
A sinister and strange laugh came from Bai Shi's mouth. What was strange was that Bai Shi's facial features had no expression at all, as if the laughter was not coming from him.
"Hei Envoy, you did a good job. In a short period of time, you not only retrieved the No. 3 wooden sign, but also unexpectedly retrieved the No. 2 wooden sign. This time, I will mark your success." The voice was sinister.
It's scary, but it carries a kind of supreme majesty.
The black envoy immediately bowed and said: "Serving the president is the duty of subordinates."
"Okay, okay, I will open the wooden door No. 3 and take out the zombies that have been refined. By then our strength will be greatly increased. The first thing is to wipe out all the enemies. If we can still successfully take out the zombie beasts from the wooden door No. 2,
Tsk, tsk, even a great country can be destroyed."
After saying that, the zombie white messenger began to reach out and yanked the wooden door open.
His strength is more than a hundred times greater than that of ordinary people.
The wooden door made a creaking sound, which was harsh, and then the wooden door was opened a crack.
In an instant, a thick ashes of death seeped out from the crack in the door. Baishi did not avoid it, but came closer to inhale it with his mouth and nose, appearing very intoxicated.
"Okay, okay, the zombie here has been trapped for five hundred years and has been refined for five hundred years. Its strength is several times that of the first one. My plan back then was really brilliant. I borrowed Master's hidden world to refine the corpse, and said
Maybe, there will be a chance to enter it this time and find out the secrets of Master's past." Bai Ji said this in a low voice, only he could hear it, and it was mixed with excitement and expectation.
Next, Bai Shi continued to pull hard, and the wooden door opened at an increasingly wider angle. Naturally, more and more deathly energy spread from inside.
Yan Jianshi couldn't help but take a few steps back. He knew very well how terrifying these ashes were. It would not be enough to touch them at all. It was not certain that he would die, but it would just be very troublesome.
At this time, the wooden door has been half opened. It is obvious that Bai Shi is wrestling with the wooden door at this moment. Inside the opened wooden door, the black and gray aura of death is dense, but a figure can be vaguely seen standing inside.
With.
Like a piece of wood.
"I remember that I, the corpse Taoist, worked so hard to raise my body in Master's secret place, and the effect was extraordinary. My body has been refined for five hundred years. Once I emerge from the body, I will be a being comparable to an immortal. From then on, the world
Invincible." Bai Shi murmured strangely, obviously in an extremely excited state.
He waited all day, and waited too long.
But just when he reached out to pull out the zombie inside, he saw a door opened not far away on the opposite side.
Bai Shi's movements suddenly froze, and instantly, he felt fear and terror.
I haven't had this feeling for a long, long time.
But at this moment, it was really frightened.
In this world, there are only a handful of people who can scare the zombies.
He had several senior brothers back then, and the only one he feared was his senior brother Long Taoist.
Naturally, what he fears most is their master, Daojun!
The fear of the Master is hidden in the bones of the corpse Taoist, and it knows very well that where he hid his corpse, raised his corpse, and refined his corpse, none of his fellow apprentices could find him. Only the Master knew that there was also a Master.
The secret realm.
And Master Daojun died hundreds of years ago.
That's why the corpse Taoist dared to raise corpses and refine corpses in Master Daojun's territory, but what did it just see?
There, a person opened a door. Subconsciously, the corpse Taoist thought of Master Taojun. After all, in its knowledge, only Master Taojun could enter and exit this mysterious place at will, and he himself
It requires a lot of assistance. Even so, he can only barely open this door and cannot go deep into it.
That's why it feels fear and fear. For a moment, its mind goes blank, its body becomes stiff, and it doesn't dare to move.
The corpse Taoists stored their souls and souls in the talismans, and used soul-suppressing nails to forcibly attach their souls and souls to the zombies. They hid in Tibet for hundreds of years, and even founded the Evil Taoist Appraisal Association.
This is the day. The zombie inside this door is actually himself, the zombie.
The body of the Taoist, naturally, the time and energy spent by the corpse Taoist in doing this is unimaginable to outsiders. But this matter is obviously not on the table, especially if it deviates from the master's orders, so the corpse Taoist will be frightened. If
It's not that he couldn't clearly see the appearance of the person opposite him, he was afraid that he would kneel down and salute.
Speaking of which, Lin Jin was also shocked.
He finally pushed open the wooden door No. 3 in the visitor hall, and saw under the hazy atmosphere that there seemed to be a door on the opposite side, and there was a vague white figure.
What's going on?
Lin Jin was confused for a moment.
They were blinded, but there were no zombies inside. Zombies are bloodthirsty and like human flesh. Of these two doors, one is a living person with a fragrant aroma, and the other is a zombie puppet that looks like dead flesh, so they rush over there.
There is no suspense at all.
When Lin Jin was dumbfounded, the zombies inside had already pounced on him.
At this time, Lin Jin could only deal with the zombie first.