The so-called ghost netherworld is the place where all ghosts gather...... When the chill of the ghostly body envelops the surroundings, it forms the ghostly netherworld, with the unpredictable manifestation of the illusion of vision.

"Inspiration Exploration. ”

Han Dong in the green robe stood on the side of the temple with his hands in his hands.

Silent, formless and insubstantial, inspiration permeated the air, wandering in all directions of the temple, sensing an incomparably clear and incomparably terrifying mass of cold.

Huge! Huge!

Horror!

"Alas. ”

Han Dong understood and couldn't help but shake his head.

The continuous temple in front of you is supported by more than 30 huge pillars to support the main body of the temple, with gold and white as the main color, embellished with light and elegant colors, which looks golden and bright, giving people a splendid and sacred and inviolable vast majesty.

But actually.

Directly below the majestic temple, there are countless ghosts and ghosts hidden in the netherworld.

Like a dark and desperate bottomless hell, like a hideous and sinister netherworld abyss, Rao is Han Dong's inspiration has been substantially crystallized, and there is also a thrilling feeling.

"Pathetic, pathetic, pitiful. ”

Han Dong's eyes were complicated, and he looked ahead: "The true Buddha you think you worship is actually a vision created by the ghost and the netherworld...... Ghosts can be transformed, and their essence is vicious and cruel, but their outward appearance is disguised as elegant and sacred. ”

At the end of the light, there is darkness!

He couldn't help but lament the ignorance of these people...... It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, it is better to rely on yourself than to pray for God and worship Buddha, only if you are strong, you can truly control the destiny of life, not necessarily by force, but also by knowledge and talent.

On this occasion, the sun shines high.

Belonging to the tropical climate of the Indo, the scorching sun is like a furnace above the sky, the noble temple with a magnificent roasting style, and the air is rolling in a heat wave, which is somewhat dull.

"What are you sighing for?" A middle-aged man next to him was smoking a cigarette and squinting at Han Dong, thinking that Han Dong did not respect the temple: "This is Guangluo Temple, which enshrines the most noble true Buddha in our Yinxiao country." ”

True.

The temple is permeated with the aura of holiness and holiness, as if it really has the light of the Buddha.

But Han Dong knew the truth and said lightly: "This is just the Buddha of your Yin Country, whether it is true or not, I can't say for sure." ”

"Hey, boy, do you know what you're talking about?" The middle-aged man was startled, although he discriminated against the Chinese people in his heart, he was far from hateful. Just squinted just now because of Han Dong's disrespect for the temple.

Han Dong smiled and bowed: "Of course." ”

"How dare you speak!" The middle-aged man took two puffs of cigarette, took two steps forward, and whispered an advisor: "Slandering the true Buddha here is easy to cause anger, don't you want to live?"

Denigrate?

Han Dong was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man...... As the world's mainstream language, even sloppy middle-aged people understand Chinese, and they say the word slander, which shows that Chinese attainments are not shallow.

"Thanks for the reminder. ”

Han Dong smiled and nodded, watching as he walked into the temple one by one, kneeling sincerely in front of the real Buddha sculpture made of pure gold.

Come to think of it.

There are frequent wars here, and you always have to find a spiritual sustenance...... After pondering for a moment, Han Dong couldn't help but think of the stable situation in Huaguo, even if there were some flaws that could not be concealed, but the overall situation could be regarded as harmonious and prosperous, living and working in peace and contentment.

"It's coming. ”

"The appointed time is almost up. ”

Han Dong looked at the scorching sun hanging from the sky, walked to the milky white wall on the south side of the temple, and stood in the shadow of the wall, quietly waiting for the message from the Dharma Realm.

His eyes turned to think, and Han Dong leaned against the wall.

The sun was scorching, the shadows were shrouded, and the outer walls of the temple seemed somewhat quiet, only the voices of the believers chanting in the distance could be faintly heard, and he slowly squatted on the ground and stretched out his left palm.

Airplanes.

Place your palm on the ground and sense the ghostly netherworld below...... The number of ghosts can be called terrifying, just a rough estimate, dozens of big ghosts, no less than three hundred sect-level ghosts, and general-level ghosts and ordinary ghosts are even more innumerable.

"So many ghosts. ”

"It's really too dangerous, even if the title of the peak of the Martial Sect Realm comes here, I'm afraid it will sink into the sand, and it is doomed to return in vain, and I will never be able to deal with so many ghosts. Han Dong was secretly worried, but there was no worry in his heart.

Inspiration is all crystallized and has incredible power.

Plus inspiration to restrain ghosts. As long as he holds out the brilliance of inspiration and flows around, it is enough to prevent all ghosts from approaching, even if there are many peak ghosts, there is no need to be afraid of anything.

Await.

Keep waiting.

The ghost underneath contains the cold, but it is not comparable to the cold of the ghost.

Han Dong squinted his eyes and regretted slightly: "It's just a pity that this trip didn't have the opportunity to verify the true power of the Inspiration Crystal Diamond." If there is a ghost here, although it can't be killed, you can fight it and see if the Inspiration Diamond can kill the ghost. ”

"Forget it, wait for the next time. ”

It's imperative to save the scientists!

As for the ghosts -

There are three ghosts in the country of Yin, and it is estimated that they have been restrained by the Law Realm, as long as they take advantage of the short time when they cannot return in time to rescue all the scientists, then this trip will be considered a complete success.

"Actually, the real difficulty. ”

"It's not about how many ghosts you kill, it's about how to rescue the scientists intact in this overlapping ghost netherworld...... None of them can die, here it is, here it begins!"

The liaison vibrates violently.

On a sturdy screen, there are only two black fonts: Action!

"I only have fifteen minutes. ”

"Today, we will not hesitate to expose the force of Xuanqi, and we must save these imprisoned scientists!"

Thundered!!!

The ground at the edge of the temple wall suddenly collapsed downward, and the dust was filled with dust and dust, forming a tunnel of black holes - Han Dong broke through it with his strength and went straight into the underground!

......

Inside the Goblin Netherworld.

This place resembles a beehive structure, the air is humid, dark and dim, and there are so many hideous and terrifying ghosts that ordinary people are not qualified to set foot here.

Even if there are strange people and martial arts practitioners who occasionally find them, there are basically no bones.

The rooms inside the ghostly netherworld, narrowly lit rooms filled with scientists, most of them gray-haired, withered-faced, and blind-eyed, as if they had given up hope in the world.

They are imprisoned by ghosts and have no hope of leaving for the rest of their lives.

They looked at each other, silent.

"Alas. ”

Someone sighed, opened his mouth to say something, and finally shook his head...... The fundamental reason why goblins imprison them is because of their scientists.

"Hmph. ”

"I do love scientific research, but I am still a human first, and I will never study for you ghosts and ......" The old scientist had gray hair and a withered complexion, as if his skin had not seen the sun for many years.

But.

Although his body is in his old age, his resolute eyes are bright,

"Shhh

The sect-level ghosts guarding the door of the room have long been accustomed to this.

These human scientists are particularly hard-boned and determined, so they are often tortured to help speed up the progress of research projects.

"Seniors. ”

"You've been resisting our hospitality since you came here at the beginning of the year...... I know your name is Zhou Guangxue. "The sect-level ghost manifested in the shape of a noodle, and the lower part of the ghost body was separated, as if his legs were standing on the ground and walking towards Zhou Guangxue.

The pitch-black ghost body renders horror and intimidates the audience.

The rest of the scientists imprisoned here tried to dissuade them, but none of them could do so.

How ferocious can the ghosts of the sect-level ghosts be, spreading throughout the audience and suppressing the thinking consciousness. With the strength of ordinary people, they can't compete at all, let alone the elderly.

"We are too forgiving and merciful to you. ”

"It's useless to persuade anyone today. The pitch-black sect-level ghost that was almost human-shaped, with scarlet eyes floating on the surface of his body, stared at Zhou Guangxue's eyes: "Old guy, today I will let you taste what the pain of infernal hell is, lowly and inferior rations, if you don't accept it, you have to accept it!"

Zhou Guangxue's eyes widened angrily, his head ached, but he roared word by word: "You ghosts will eventually be extinct!"

"Hahahaha, who can exterminate us? Whimsical old fellow-" The pitch-black sect-level ghost opened its bloody mouth, trying to bite Zhou Guangxue's consciousness and inflict extremely cruel punishment and pain.

At this very moment.

Bang!!!

Directly above the square room, a large hole suddenly opened, and Han Dong, who was dressed in a green robe, went straight into the Ninefold Netherworld, and his right palm poked out, capturing this dark sect-level ghost who was sadistic.

"Who????"

The sect-level ghost roared in horror, barely able to open his eyes.

The incomparable brilliance of inspiration almost blinded its ghostly eyes...... It was Han Dong who crashed hundreds of meters into the ground and came magnificently.

"I, Han Dong. ”

The voice was cold and expressionless.

Han Dong clenched his right palm and killed this sect-level ghost on the spot, and then slowly got up, his green robe drifting behind.

"My inspiration—"

"Zhan Yao! Zhan Yao!"

Between the roar of the Netherworld, the ground shook violently, and the mysterious brilliance was like a tsunami raging, surging in all directions with the brilliant power of exterminating the ghostly body, spreading in all directions, as if the majestic sun had descended on the deepest part of the earth, shining on the entire ghostly netherworld!

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I'm sorry to say that it's before 12 o'clock on the 3rd and 4th shifts today.