Negative spiritual garbage such as fear, hatred, cowardice, greed, etc. are emitted from the torn soul. For this ugly hell monster, it is like the beautiful smell and rich nutrition emitted by the food after it is torn apart...

"Enough..." The corpse monster that greedily gnawed on the evil soul did not find a human being standing behind it, a dark red karma fire jumping in the man's hand...

The next moment, under the dim street light, next to the garbage dump in the remote street, a shrill ghost roar rang, and it never dispersed for a long time...

Zhang Fan could feel the karma fire growing slowly after being nourished by evil karma. "If I had known, I would have killed more corpse monsters in the 'Despair Prison'. Maybe this karma fire would have become very powerful long ago..."

Zhang Fan looked at the dark red flame in his hand and licked his lips excitedly. This feeling of abundant power made him feel very comfortable. His karma fire was getting stronger and stronger, and he could also replenish his spiritual power, increase his spiritual power limit, and gain the lifelong experience of each soul after decomposing karma. This really fascinated him!

Aken patted Zhang Fan's shoulder, which was afraid of Zhang Fan, and reminded him: "You are greedy! Are you poisoned by karma?"

"It feels so good..." Zhang Fanzheng couldn't help but sigh. As soon as Aken said it, he woke up and shook his head immediately, adjusting from the strange emotions just now, "What's going on with me? It seems that there is a greedy desire that makes me want to slaughter those evil spirits and gain strength. This is a bit wrong..."

"Did those evil spirits bother you?" Green Wing asked with some concern.

Zhang Fan shook his head, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, looking inward, and found nothing wrong. So he smiled and said, "Maybe I am enjoying the joy of sweeping away these evil spirits. I'm fine, let's go now..."

The three disappeared into the dark streets...

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Under the dim street light, a black shadow wearing a cloak suddenly appeared under the dim street light where Zhang Fan and the other two were just now. In the cloak, a white hand stretched out torch and twisted a thin gray tobacco. The mysterious black shadow murmured: "Desire...you practitioners also have... The greater the ability, the greater the desire, and you will eventually be intoxicated in desire... sinking..." The sound of murmuring like singing a poem was as strange and ethereal as a snake hiss, as if it was not in this time and space...

The white hand, along with the shadows in the cloak, slowly faded and disappeared, only the thin gray tobacco was floating slowly, extending to the distance of the dark street...

Where is the other end of the gray tobacco? Are they on the three departing precepts?

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Zhang Fan and the other two walked in this night city filled with evil spirits, clearing out three areas where evil spirits gathered along the way. After Akan Green Wings used spiritual power, they were all a little tired and used spiritual tickets to replenish some spiritual power for themselves. However, Zhang Fan became more and more energetic. The karma of those evil spirits became the nourishment for his dark red karma fire, replenishing his spiritual power.

This is like the fire in the world. As long as there is fuel continuously replenishing it, it will burn more and more vigorously. Karma fire is fueled by evil karma in the soul. After it is fully burned and decomposed, it provides the master with pure soul power.

In front of it is the refugee camp, which are damaged and collapsed buildings, and mountain of urban garbage. Thousands of temporary tents are set up in the slums of the poor. The lights here are dotted with sparks, gathering many poor residents of Huma City and refugees who have fled from the war zone. There are countless ghosts, evil spirits, and evil spirits regard this place as a huge restaurant, crazily sucking in this slum. Due to poverty, hunger, disease, and crime, there are endless projects that produce anxiety, anxiety, hatred, numbness, fear, despair and other spiritual garbage.

Around this huge refugee camp, there are still several hell corpse monsters patrolling, waiting for an opportunity to hunt down some evil spirits as food. They are not as good as these evil spirits produced in the world, and they can appear unscrupulously in the gathering places of human beings. The laws of Yin and Yang still have great restraint on these hell corpse monsters that have just penetrated into the world.

Zhang Fan and the other two looked at the chaos in front of them, their eyes flashed. Zhang Fan raised his hand to ignite a fire of karma and burned a group of flying corpse insects in the spiritual world that were flying over, "This place is almost a garbage dump at the bottom of the spiritual world!"

Aken twisted the photo of the tiger-affiliated Zhang Liang with his fingers, "Let's go down and ask. I guess that boy Zhang Liang, if he wants to hide, hiding here is the best choice."

"How do you know?" Green Wing was puzzled.

"I just calculated a lesson, and the hexagram is very clear, and it points directly here." Akan's Qimen Dunjia technique is the most effective in finding people and finding lost things.

"How to find it so big?" asked Green Wing. This slum with a vast area of ​​slums and refugee camps, with no less than tens of thousands of people inside. Moreover, the terrain is complex, and various shanty towns rely on each other, making it look like a big maze. Countless alleys and roads are integrated with various buildings. Once strangers get in, they will immediately lose their direction.

Aken took out three Arab robes of not very good quality from his waist bag. They looked a little old, and the original white was already a little brown. I don’t know where he got it. “I changed my clothes, I look like this.” Aken said.

These three old Arab robes are Moroccan style, with a large hood, just like a medieval wizard robe. The advantage of this is that when you don’t contact, outsiders cannot see the identity of the three people’s foreigners, and they are not very eye-catching.

"Where did you get it?" Green Wing was curious. She also had a masked black veil.

Aken explained: "Ask what they want in the trench. There are such local clothes in the security company branch. Sometimes it is more convenient to dress like this to perform tasks. There are local mercenaries."

After the three of them changed their clothes, Akan asked them back: "What do you think a foreigner needs to do when he arrives here?"

"Find something to eat..." Green Wing didn't think about it.

Zhang Fan pondered: "You mean he wants to rent a house first, and he will pause it?"

"As right, add ten!" Akan snapped his fingers, "He must find a place to live first. This guy has already taken some injuries if he doesn't do it. Generally, animals will find a remote corner to lick their wounds. This tiger gangster should be no exception."

"Then we?..." Zhang Fan thought.

"We will also find a house to rent, and use this reason to inquire about the situation." Akan nodded.

The three of them were like ordinary Arab civilians, and they entered this large slum inconspicuously. It was already very late now, and most Arabs were already asleep. There was no nightlife here. At this time, it was the time when the evil spirits gathered, and the evil spirits were everywhere looking for food through the walls, or fighting and devouring each other in a corner.

Zhang Fanluyi frowned. It was indeed like a large trash can, and even the air was filled with the odor of corruption. The hygiene was very bad. Don’t expect any public toilets and public facilities like garbage cans. Therefore, there are discarded garbage everywhere here, and there are disgusting urination and drowning in the corners.

Evil spirits appear in almost every corner of this slum, and come along the way. Zhang Fan's karma fire ignited more than ten fires. If someone with spiritual power is here, he will find a dark red flame track of Zhang Fan's action.

"Do you want to tell those opponents who secretly peep at us?" Aken asked with a frown. He was a little confused about Zhang Fan's intention, and it seemed to have exposed himself.

Zhang Fan shook his head, "I just can't bear to let these evil spirits hurt the poor poor here, and do my duty as a scavenger."

"You Tang Monk..." Akan was speechless. But he and Green Wings still silently helped Zhang Fan to sweep away these terrifying evil spirits. They had no way to find that in Zhang Fan's eyes, more golden karma began to shine above the heads of the three of them. If there was any purpose, this might be Zhang Fan's purpose.

In the narrow alley of this slum, a bonfire was lit in an oil barrel, and several homeless men were surrounding the barrel, drinking inferior wine while discussing the bad situation.

"Have you ever seen such a person?" Akan leaned over. This was already the third group of homeless men that Zhang Fan and the other two met.

Several homeless men looked at the three uninvited guests with drunken eyes. One of them was smart and small. When they looked at their robes, they seemed to have traces of an ak, and they woke up halfway.

"Uh--, let Yousuf look at it. This guy is a wide range of people, but..." a bearded man muttered after taking the photo.

A ten-dollar bill flashed in front of his eyes, and immediately made his tongue straighten, "This should be an oriental, uh----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"He has white hair and the robe he is wearing is very torn... He will definitely be in a hurry to rent a house..." Zhang Fan said anxiously.

"Uh, rent a house? Then he will definitely go to Semir. This guy likes to be the second landlord the most. He has at least a hundred beds in his hand..." The guy stared at the ten dollars between Aken's fingers greedily.

"Where is Semir?" Akan handed over the ten dollars.

He took the banknote and shook his head, "This is the first question of reward. You know, Semir is our friend, and we can't betray him. But..."

Aken took out another ten dollars and shook it.

The guy immediately said, "Let your friends go to hell. If you turn left 200 meters, you will see a house with a small bell hanging. Go and ring the small bell, ring it three times, don't knock it more, don't knock it less. Otherwise you will never see him."

Zhang Fan copied the fire bucket with his hand, picked up a ball of flame, and threw a circle around his arm. The flame flew out like a fire dragon, carrying a bunch of Mars, which scared the homeless men.
Chapter completed!