"joke!"

Lao Shijiu laughed when he heard this, "When is it my Lao Shijiu's turn to repay me?"

After Lao Shijiu's observation, the Corpse Yin Sect swallowed Yin Qi and practiced with corpses for many years. He was just a Yin person.

Not worth mentioning.

"Silent people?"

The old man was deeply excited by these two.

"Okay, okay!"

The old man didn't say much, but just said three good words in a row.

Before the third voice was finished, Lao Shijiu had already opened his big hand, and the strange phenomenon was suppressed in the sky, trying to capture the old man.

"Old 19, I am the leader of the Qingzhou branch of the corpse Yin Sect. If you dare to kill me, the superiors will definitely send someone to investigate!"

"At that time, your end will be to destroy your soul and your body become goods!"

The old man said angrily unwillingly.

He doesn't want to die!

"Come when you want to come! Why are my 19th brother afraid of it! Kill!!"

The nineteenth old man shouted, and thousands of tombs were united. He held the giant monument with one hand, and his strength was so strong that he could reach the world. His feet stepped on Xuezi's forehead.

"The sea of ​​blood is endless!!!"

The old man could not sit and wait for death. Behind him, a vision of the sea of ​​blood emerged, and a vague and huge figure stood on the sea of ​​blood.

"The bloodline of this blood is so thick that it has a phantom of the blood god!"

Lao Shijiu was slightly shocked, but he was not afraid.

Not to mention that the other party is just temporarily taking over the body and unable to exert the power of the original owner of the body, even if the original body is here, he dares to fight under the same realm!

"swallow!"

The nineteenth old man turned into the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Mist.

He wanted to see if it was fog swallowing the sea or fog swallowing the sea!

If he could swallow this blood, his "Demon Swallowing" would definitely improve a lot.

The blood-sciss' physical body cannot be touched casually.

Thinking of this, Lao Shijiu changed it into a town and wanted to use a giant monument to suppress the old man.

Suppress his body and force his soul out!

"Boom"!

The moment of collision, the sea of ​​blood swelled, and the blood was directly smashed into the ground by the giant monument.

"puff!"

The blood spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

He was severely injured.

The giant monument landed on the ground with a bang, suppressing the blood and flesh.

The old man had to give up his body and rushed out immediately.

At this time, Zhan Wuque had already arrived near.

He flipped his palm and the star core was in his hand.

"The gate of hell, open!"

Zhan Wuque spoke coldly.

In an instant, all the evil spirits flew out and turned into a giant door, pressing down on the old man.

"You are just a junior, how dare you stop me?"

The old man said disdainful tone, and as soon as his soul power moved, the Jumen immediately shook violently and almost collapsed.

Countless evil spirits screamed, turning into waves of white smoke, and directly destroyed.

This is the strong man of Wuzong, who is still powerful even if he is only spiritual and soul left.

Hu'er took action, but was hit by the old man and flew out with a casual blow, almost scattered.

"Master, this guy is so strong!"

The fox looked painful.

The old man quickly passed through the gates of hell and was about to leave.

But at this moment, an inn strangely stopped him.

Laifu Inn.

Seeing these four words, Zhan Wuque was shocked and subconsciously explored the eighteen levels of hell.

really.

The Laifu Inn, which was originally in the Eighteenth Level Hell, disappeared!

This Laifu Inn first appeared in Liaocheng.

At that time, the Ghost King was about to be born.

Hu'er is the owner of the inn.

But later, according to Hu'er, she didn't know where the inn came from, but happened to find that no one was, so she made a fuss to take over it.

At present, Laifu Inn ran out without Zhan Wuque's consent.

It's really weird.

Not to mention, there is also a big-headed ghost king in the inn.

"What the hell!"

The old man was also shocked by the silent appearance of Laifu Inn.

Lao Tzu has already caught up.

However, when he saw Laifu Inn, he felt a little more palpitations in his heart.

That feeling is indescribable.

It's like seeing a natural enemy.

Subconsciously, Lao Shijiu slowed down.

But the old man in front didn't pay attention to these things and rushed over directly.

"Display it for me!"

His soul emitted a black light, and he planned to force himself to penetrate the inn.

The inn door was open, and after the old man stepped into the door, the door closed with a "bang".

Then, the inn suddenly disappeared.

The old man disappeared strangely without a trace, and disappeared with the inn!

Lao Shijiu felt a sudden heart.

As if he was thinking of something, he immediately took a breath, "This is strange! It is unsolvable weird!"

What is weird? Unpredictable, there are no signs, irresistible, there is only evasion.

Strange, unsolvable.

You don’t know when it will come out, and you don’t know how it will come out. Even if a warrior encounters a weird thing, he doesn’t know how he dies.

This is weird!

It's so weird that it's unsolvable!

Generally, this kind of thing can only be encountered in forbidden areas left over from ancient times.

The strange shapes are all kinds of strange.

It may be a house, a handful of loess, or even a person, or something like a person.

If it wants to kill you, you don’t know when it will die. If it doesn’t want to kill you, you will be lucky enough to escape.

The stronger it is, the more weird it is.

The weirdness of being able to swallow a powerful Martial Arts Sect alive is already considered an extraordinary weirdness.

The strangeness has no source and cannot be explained. It appears out of thin air. It can only be summarized in the two words "unsolvable", and everyone is afraid of it.

Zhan Wuque took back the star core, and with a divine thought, he found that Laifu Inn had returned to the eighteenth level of hell.

In Laifu Inn, the leader of the Qingzhou branch of the Corpse Yin Sect was sitting on an ordinary wooden stool, his eyes were dull, and there was a hint of struggle in the depths of his eyes.

On the table in front of him, the big-headed ghost king's eyes were staring at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling grimly.

Hu'er stood outside the inn, watching this scene, and did not dare to go in.
To be continued...