In the giant cave, it was dark and deep, black and numb, and there was a faint ghost howling wind. The owl shuddered for no reason, and said secretly, this place should not stay for a long time, grab the flying sword and sink into the clouds.

The loud noise in Chang'an City did not escape Lu Zheng's ears, and Hua Xiangrong had not come back at this time, and he felt that he couldn't sit still. His instincts told him that a big trouble was coming.

"Advisor Lu, Advisor Lu, it's not good, something happened!"

Director Zhao's voice suddenly sounded in the corridor, and I saw that his hair was unkempt, his eyes were red, and he was running like crazy. Behind him, there was the panting dead fat Director Peng, and the recorder.

Lu Zheng walked out with a gloomy face and said lightly: "What's wrong?"

Officer Zhao bent over and panted, breathless and said, "Something happened in the bureau, something happened in Chang'an City!" Because he was too anxious, he said backwards and forwards, and he was vague.

Lu Zheng barely understood that the headquarters of the Blessing Society in Chang'an City was located, and there was an accident underground, an evil demon broke out, the entire base was reduced to ruins, and countless colleagues died tragically. Officer Zhao fought hard to escape, and other advisers, including a bureau chief, have been lost so far. When he was at a loss, the first thing that came to mind was the mysterious Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng sneered secretly and snorted: "Isn't there your director in this place? ”

Director Zhao's face was ashamed, Lu Zheng had saved his life, but he became a witness to send him in. It's strange that others are soft-spoken, caught in the middle, and they can't afford to offend on either side.

Director Peng shook the fat on his face, and said tremblingly: "Advisor Lu, you have a lot of them. At this time, there are still more than 100,000 civilians in Chang'an City who have not been evacuated. If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, the Buddha and the monk don't look at it, then look at the face of this innocent person and take action. ”

The recorder also said urgently: "Consultant Lu, you are a big person, and we are all small characters. The battle above has nothing to do with us. Besides, that friend of yours, Ms. Hua, has been taken to Chang'an City. If it's too late, it's more than lucky!"

Of course, Lu Zheng would not joke with the lives of the people in the city, these three people were all acting on orders after all. He fluffed his sleeves and said nothing.

The ground shook violently suddenly, and a series of explosions sounded in the passage. Lu Zheng's expression changed, he unfolded his body and rushed out quickly. Director Zhao and Director Peng glanced at each other, they were a little dispossessed, hesitated for a moment and quickly followed.

As soon as they got out of the passage, the concrete above their heads collapsed, and the huge concrete blocks fell like rain, and Director Zhao and Director Peng screamed in fright and staggered. Lu Zheng's eyes were quick, and he punched out, the golden mangs exploded, and the debris flew up, not only shattering the concrete, but also opening a huge pit about one zhang wide.

Director Zhao and Director Peng, who were frightened, gasped together, and their eyes almost popped out.

They thought that Lu Zheng was a master, but this punch pierced through dozens of meters of concrete, this was simply a god! By the time they reacted, Lu Zheng had already dodged and drilled out.

Outside the entrance of the cave, there was a cloud of gunsmoke, ruins, and the prison was completely razed to the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Director Zhao and Director Peng, who came out, looked at the ruins, and their scalps were numb. If they hadn't gone into the basement to find Lu Zheng, I'm afraid they would have been buried in the ruins by now.

Lu Zheng's mind was racing, and suddenly his eyes were furious, it seemed that someone had planted explosives in advance, planning to blow up this prison. And Director Li sent someone to arrest him here, just to plan to destroy him together, and his intentions are not sinister.

The prison was built on Wangshun Mountain, Lantian, 60 kilometers away from Chang'an City, which is very remote. Chang'an City is in chaos, even if Lu Zheng dies here, Xu Zhigao has no choice.

A wave of anger burned in Lu Zheng's chest, this thought was really vicious!

"Fuck ******, give birth to a son without an asshole. Director Peng obviously reacted and scolded. Secretary Zhao's face turned pale, because the reason why he came here was because of Director Li's order. Obviously, this is the intention to bury him here and get rid of him as well.

Lu Zheng looked into the distance, and the black smoke rising into the sky could be clearly seen in the direction of Chang'an City. At this moment, in the woods far away from the prison, a tall and slender figure jumped out, it was Hua Xiangrong.

She walked quickly to Lu Zheng's side and said urgently: "Someone is coming here to clear the scene!" she pointed in a direction as she spoke, and said in a low voice: "It's that old man, and there is a young man!"

"It's good to come. Lu Zheng snorted coldly.

"Daoist Zeng, he's not ......" Officer Zhao looked surprised, and said in a lost voice: "That young man is his eldest apprentice, Huashi!"

The sound of a thin voice sounded from the bushes in the southwest of the ruins, and even mortals like Director Zhao and Director Peng could hear it clearly.

When Lu Zheng looked over, his voice stopped abruptly, and suddenly a strange wind blew on the ground, and the ghosts howled again and again, carrying a pungent fishy smell.

When Director Zhao, Director Peng and others only smelled the smell, they felt that their blood was surging, their eyes were black, they stumbled a few times, poofed, fell down one after another, and passed out.

"Sure enough, there are two brushes!" a strange voice sounded in the bushes, with a strong mockery. Then the bush burst open, and it was extremely loud, and I saw a monster nearly three meters tall and with two heads appearing there, each carrying a ghostly black iron hook in his left and right hands.

The creature was a majestic man, covered in pus-soaked tumors, as if it were clad in iron armor. The face is even more ugly, the facial features are distorted, the mouth is left and the eyes are right, there is no nose, the black gas around the body is lingering, and the ghost is very terrifying.

Hua Xiangrong exclaimed: "Be careful, this is a wok-body hungry ghost, one of the thirty-six ghosts." No, no, this should be two wok-bodied hungry ghosts in one. ”

Wok body hungry ghost, also known as wok soup ghost. After going to hell, they should boil in a pot of oil or boiling water, because in their previous lives, they used to kill for a living, and they were basically executioners and butchers!

This is one of the thirty-six righteous ghosts, and it is obviously a fusion of two wok-body hungry ghosts, with strong yin qi and strength that cannot be underestimated.

No wonder, no wonder that Lao Dao was so confident that he could kill Lu Zheng at that time, it turned out that he was holding an authentic evil ghost in his hand. From this point of view, this old way may be the offline of the Ten Thousand Demon Soldier Forest and infiltrate the prayer meeting.

Hua Xiangrong is a deep ghost, knowing how powerful this thing is. And she vaguely guessed that for so many years, this wok-body hungry ghost must have been nurturing in the Divine Tree, absorbing Yin Yuan, accumulating resentment, and tempering for many years.

The wok-bodied hungry ghost is transformed by the butcher's executioner, and has a brutal temperament and strong strength. She wasn't sure how to deal with one, let alone two fused together.

Hua Xiangrong's heart couldn't help but pinch and sweat.

On the other hand, Lu Zheng sneered with disdain, he could even kill monsters of the level of snakes, scarlets, and bull demons, and this wok-body hungry ghost couldn't be on the stage at all.

The wok-body-hungry ghost roared violently, and rushed forward with heavy steps, shaking the ground with each kick and flying dust.

The black iron head looked like a meat hook for slaughter, and it looked very heavy, but it was as light as nothing in its hands, and the sharp blade flickered, slashing towards Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng didn't dodge, didn't fight back, but opened his eyes, and the Qianyang dragon qi in his pupils shone brightly, glaring at the hungry ghost with the wok.

Qianyang dragon energy, specializing in yin spirit.

The body of the hungry ghost in the wok body froze, the black mist evaporated and boiled, and with a howl of pain, he stumbled towards the broken wall, and the hideous iron hook drew a perfect running line in the air, from back to front, raised high, and slammed on the ground.

Boom -

The sand and gravel flew, and the huge body made the most violent contact with the ground, and there was a loud explosion like thunder. At that moment, Lu Zheng's body moved slightly, and the phantoms were heavy, and Ling Bo appeared strangely behind the wok-body hungry ghost here like a slight step.

He lifted the Eight Skulls Ruyi with one hand, released dense black silk threads, flipped his fists, formed a magic seal in his hand, and pressed one palm on the waist of the hungry ghost in the wok.

The wok-body hungry ghost howled miserably and bounced up like an electric shock.

Lu Zheng, who is 1.8 meters tall, flashed behind the hungry ghost in the wok body, just like Guo Jingming standing next to Yao Ming, if he wants to explode him, he can only explode his chrysanthemum.

So he single-handedly lifted the eight skulls Ruyi, and hit the chrysanthemum of the hungry ghost in the wok.

The wok-body hungry ghost suffered Lu Zheng's thousand-year-old killing, and suddenly stood unsteadily, banged through the broken wall, rushed dozens of meters to the front, and crashed into the camphor tree, the half-circumferential thick, more than ten meters high tree could not withstand this force, the power extended, broke from it, and fell down like this, smashing the surrounding movement.

Lu Zheng frowned, although he used the Eight Skeletons Ruyi Soul Leaving Gate once, he also used all his strength, and he couldn't take down this wok-body hungry ghost.

It seems that it is worthy of being one of the thirty-six righteous ghosts, and it really can't be underestimated.

Hit so hard, the wok-body hungry ghost shook on the spot a few times to stabilize his body. Lu Zheng's gaze froze, and he moved away from it, staring at the mean old way that appeared behind it.

There was silence, Zeng Lao Dao, who was wearing a black robe, his facial features were still mean, but there were still a large and large strange corpse spots on his face, which was extremely eerie and terrifying. (To be continued.) )