Repugnant Gateway

An Zheng's body fell to the ground softly, but still looked back at the direction of the meander. Although it was protected by the anti-scale **** armor, because it later hit the death insect with the soul soul **** phoenix, the meander was also injured, but she looked slightly better, stumbled towards An, and ran After a few steps, he fell to the ground.

In the distance, Shan Ye's eyes were closed slowly, lying on his back like he was asleep.

The Underground Palace has almost completely collapsed, and fortunately they are not buried by the stones that fell down. The eighteen bronze giant pillars happened to be where they were struggling without collapsing, and there was fine sand falling down like flowing water.

There was silence all around, and the sound of the sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.

I don't know how long after that, An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that the meandering judgment is correct. This kind of venom-like **** gas, which can be directly debilitating, disappeared after the death of the dead insect. The people of the Chengzong sect raise such monsters with evil arts, and if they are not contented to remove them, they do not know how much disaster will happen in the future.

When An Zheng woke up, she looked towards the stream, and the gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. Ann scrambled over and used both hands and feet, tried the flowing nose and found that there was nothing wrong with it, which made it easier.

An Zheng didn't dare to disturb the music, and went back to the cat's blood-pearl space first, and then returned to the music and sat down, took a pot of wine and took a sip.

Anzheng has encountered countless vicious dangers in his life so far. Which of those enemies and wicked people is not wicked and vicious? But this time it was indeed too dangerous, if it were not for the good man to show his power, it would not be easy to kill the dead insect.

After a pot of wine went down, Anzheng finally stabilized with a slightly trembling hand. He first released Tianmu and made sure that there was no threat outside before he got up and picked up the meander and walked away. This place is extremely important for Zheng Chengzong. If it were not for the purpose of chasing down the Anzheng cause the Zheng Chengzong masters in this area to come out of the nest, no one will come to the present.

An Zheng walked back and forth along the same path with a meander, suddenly remembering something, and looked back at the eighteen prefects. Although I do n’t know what they did before or why they died, this time it ’s really dangerous without them. An Zheng tied the meander to his back and turned back, digging out the bodies of the eighteen monarchs from the ruins and taking clean water from the portable space implement to help them scrub the dirt.

An Zheng looked around, and there was a place in the distance that seemed fairly flat. An Zheng moved the incomplete corpses of 18 people, folded his hands together and bowed down, then buried them. In order not to be destroyed, he did not make tombstones for these 18 people.

After arranging all this, Anzheng turned and walked away. Only halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt a chilling air blowing behind me. He thought what happened to the meander, he quickly put down the meander and checked it, and found that the meander was breathing smoothly, and he was a little surprised in his heart, what was the burst of cool breeze.

Just about to get up and leave, suddenly a black figure appeared in front of him. When An Zheng got up, he almost hit the shadow, the thing was silent, and was close to An Zheng, but An Zheng didn't even notice it.

An Zheng subconsciously guarded the Qu Liu Xi behind him, and the Broken Sword had already shot.

However, the sharpness of the Broken Army Sword did not help, because the thing suddenly disappeared. An Zheng felt that the place was getting more and more evil. He picked up the meander, and thought of it, let the anti-scale **** armor completely protect the meander, and then strode out.

Walking out of a few winding passages, the front is where the eighteen prefects of the prefecture met. It was a relief when Anzheng arrived, and he could go out after passing through this passage.

After walking a few steps forward, Anzheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't step out of anything in the next step.

He looked sideways towards the wall ... a tall man in a strange armor with horns above his head stood there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor there is a hand-yin and yang handwriting, on the right side is a hand holding life and death ...

Anzhan's hairs exploded at this moment, and the subtle clenched tightness in his arms.

That man was one of the eighteen monarchs buried in An Zheng. Although most of the corpses were incomplete when they were arguing for the burial of those people just now, they look good after all. The man seemed to have been standing here without any movement, his body was intact and there was no injury. An Zheng swallowed and said, Is everything in the underground hall just an illusion?

He took a closer look, and the mansion looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic look. His eyes were closed, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had died.

Ann relaxed slowly, and said that there were too many strange things here. Just about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Anzheng's eyes fiercely, and a chill rose from Anzheng's heart.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the man of the prefecture on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at Anzhen in the same way.

The sound of clicks was constant, and all eighteen corpses inlaid on the walls on both sides moved. They broke out mechanically, and slowly walked to Anzheng. After a while, they surrounded Anzheng.

A group of tall men with horned complexions on their heads were so arguing around, not talking or avoiding. There seemed to be a burst of cold air blowing on Anzheng's face, as if they were breathing ... This feeling, even if Anzheng felt creepy.

"What do you want to do?"

An Zheng asked.

The monarchs around him suddenly gave way, and the monarch with 18 or two words on the stone wall above the head that An Zheng saw before came in from behind, and the other monarchs gave way to him.

"Unexpectedly, in the end we are grateful to be alone."

The Eighteen Fujun looks the youngest, looks majestic, and has a slender but extremely strong body. The corners above his head were slightly longer than others, and they had a faint purple-gold texture.

"thank?"

Anzheng has n’t responded yet, and the eighteen monarchs suddenly bent neatly with their fists clenched: "Eighteen monarchs in the earth, thank you for your grace."

An Zheng froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think it should be done, don't thank me."

Shibafujun stood up straight and looked at Anzheng ’s eyes and said, “We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human that hates me to the extreme. The simple distinction is that humans have good people and bad people. You are not a Bad guys, so I do n’t like it. In hell, it ’s better to have more souls of wicked men. I think the good guys around are hypocritical in doing things, part of them are famous, part of them are anesthetized in that way. You seem different, But I hate you as much. "

An Zheng: "You hate me so much, so you want to fight?"

"Do not hit."

The Eighteen Mansions stood there and looked up to the sky: "Once the eighteen hells were at our disposal, we can do whatever we want here, and God has given us such rights and status. However, later that guy came Let us be humiliated. I smelled the smell of his cassock, and it was on you ... so, should he die too? "

When he said this last sentence, he was a little disappointed in his tone and a little relieved.

"He finally died."

Eighteen House Jun sighed: "We can also die more firmly."

An Zheng: "Is that the person you said, is it a Buddha?"

"Buddha?"

The voice of Shifu was slightly trembling, and he was clearly agitated: "Where is he still a Buddha? He claimed to be the king of the Tibetan Ming Dynasty in hell, and he came from the beginning to kill us. What does it mean to declare benevolence? "

An Zheng said: "Buddha said that if there is a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, there will naturally be King Kong's wrath."

"I don't care about that many, I only know that he is the biggest demon."

After speaking this sentence, the Eighteen Manchus seemed to be a little sick, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's already a thing of the past, he's dead, we're also dead. This **** is no longer the original hell, There are chaos. Although we always treat the soul of **** fiercely at that time, it is because of this that there is the order of hell. He feels that the souls of **** are bitter, killing us, he is also dead, what has **** become Looks? "

Eighteen House Jun glanced at An Zheng: "You can go now, we should thank him."

Ann nodded: "You are dead."

Eighteen House Jun frowned slightly: "These words ..."

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with a meander. He was about to reach the end of the passage, and suddenly felt the cold behind him getting heavier. At this moment, suddenly several hands grabbed An Zheng's shoulder, and fixed him there. Several floating monarchs held Anzhan and one of them said secretly in the ear of Anzheng: "We are all undead, you should not help us."

An Zheng frowned and sighed: "No, but no regrets."

The man laughed loudly, and there was a kind of relief that he couldn't understand.

"give him!"

Shibafujun shouted, then opened his mouth and sprayed a black gas.

The eighteen princes of the prefectures all opened their mouths, and a black gas spewed out of everyone's mouth. These black qi came like black ethereal pythons, entangled An Zheng fiercely. One after another, the black gas drilled into An Zheng's nostrils, ears, and eyes into his body, and An Zheng's body instantly swelled, as if it had to be broken at any time.

"You really shouldn't bury us, we are not good people."

A man said with a smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us."

Black Qi almost broke An Zheng's body, and the kind of power from **** seemed to burst every inch of An Zheng's skin. He is a living person and cannot bear the power of the undead at all.

At this moment, a man's mouth opened wider, and then a golden bead came out of his mouth. After winding around Anzheng, the bead suddenly got into Anzheng's mouth. The bead was as big as an egg, and he stabbed into Anzheng's mouth, and Anzhen's throat was almost blocked and nearly suffocated.

With a puff, after the first golden bead was drilled in, other monarchs also spit out golden beads, one by one into Anzheng's mouth.

"You don't know how terrible this power is."

The Eighteen House Masters came over and pulled Anzheng's head to spit out the gold beads. The gold beads turned into golden airflow and drilled into Anzheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode forward, he walked back toward An Zheng and walked into the darkness: "We are the emperor of the earth, and don't owe humanity. You slowly realize it, this Power will make you worse than life. "

"But it will also make you ... powerful and scary."