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Zhong Shu's face turned pale at this time, he didn't know why the master was so serious, what did he mean by what he said, did he just ignore the senior brother?

also let this Qingluo, who is close to the strength of the ghost king, follow, and take care that he doesn't have an accident, whether this is to help the senior brother, or what, Zhong Shu can't guess.

Anyway, it only feels like it has something to do with the elder brother.

"Okay, I'll open the passage with you, go and come back quickly."

Zhong Kui said, waving his hand to open a passage that led straight to the yang world. In the yang room at the other end of the passage, it was still late at night, Zhong Shu and Qing Luo glanced at each other, the two of them held hands, followed by Zhong Shu and glanced back at Zhong Kui, and jumped into the passage.

Looking at the disappearing passage, Zhong Kui sighed, turned to look at the empty place, and said to himself: "I never thought that this child's seven-day return to the sun tribulation was so strong, even more violent than Zhong Shu's. I hope this child can survive this catastrophe on his own......"

An illusory figure gradually appeared in the open space in front of Zhong Kui's eyes, and he glanced at Zhong Kui and returned: "I have looked for the King of Jizo before, and he said that he can't see through Wen Zhong even if he hears it, even if it is the Sansheng Stone, he can't see through his past life and present life...... It's all a mystery......"

"Then the Great Emperor, have you ever asked about the Upper Realm?" Zhong Kui did not give up.

The Great Emperor shook his head, the existence that the Sansheng Stone could not see through, let alone the Upper Realm.

"The appearance of all beings in this son before, a great wish. It had already alarmed the Six Realms, and they couldn't see through Wen Zhong, and now all parties were paying close attention to him, and they all hoped that he would be able to go further. After all, it's ...... Never meet in 10,000 years...... But I also have to be on guard, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind......" The emperor said, shook his head, and said no more.

"You just keep an eye on him, and if there is a danger that his soul is scattered, bring him back...... Maybe...... There is another way......" The emperor disappeared after speaking, leaving Zhong Kui stunned in place.

"Never meet ...... in 10,000 years"

Zhong Kui muttered to himself, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared above the Fierce Ghost Village on Huangquan Road, and sat down cross-legged, paying close attention to Wen Zhong who was trapped in the Fierce Ghost Village.

Ghost Village.

Wen Zhong, who is trapped here, is already soul exhausted.

The previous battle had already consumed a large amount of soul power. The ground in front of him was full of fragmented soul bodies, and at this time, he was still squirming and climbing on the ground, wanting to attack Wen Zhong again.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

The giant beast soul that had been wandering around the periphery did not launch an attack for a long time, but just stared at Wen Zhong, constantly driving away many souls, and continued to besiege Wen Zhong one after another.

Wen Zhong, who was tired of fighting, became more and more anxious in his heart, for fear that Wang Wei would be in danger if he was caught for a long time.

As everyone knows, Wen Zhong, who is still worried about Wang Wei's safety, is about to suffer a greater catastrophe himself.

The endless soul in front of him can't be killed, and Wen Zhong's soul power is gradually about to dry up, and if it continues like this, sooner or later it will be consumed to death.

The power of the soul was almost insufficient, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was used as a stick to knock away a few souls, and the peachwood sword in the other hand was slashed to another place, and the limbs were suddenly shattered, and they were eaten by the souls that surrounded them, and continued to besiege Wenzhong.

"We can't go on like this...... The soul power that has just been restored is not much left, and it is necessary to find a way. Wen Zhong put away the peachwood sword in his hand, and instantly grabbed the soul that pounced on him.

The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was opened, and he carried it on his shoulder to resist the attack from behind, and on the other side, he grabbed a soul to resist the remaining attacks in front of him.

For a while, a crackling sound sounded, and all kinds of ghost claws and moves followed.

"Devoured by all demons."

Wen Zhong instantly performed his master's famous stunt to replenish his soul power consumption.

It's good that this oil-paper umbrella is not opened, and when it is opened, it consumes soul power all the time, although the defense is a lot easier, but the consumption of this soul power has skyrocketed.

I wanted to save this move for the last to deal with the giant beast that had been wandering around the periphery, but now it seems that it is still important to save my life.

With the move, Wen Zhong's right palm suddenly stretched out countless elongated demon heads, and the howl was even more terrible than the sound on the peripheral giant beasts, including the sharp teeth and scarlet eyes, which immediately confused the soul pinched in the palm of his hand.

Even the many souls besieging Wen Zhong around him were stagnant, and their consciousness seemed to be blurred.

In just a moment, the soul in his hand shrank instantly, and Wen Zhong hurriedly withdrew his hand. At first glance, the soul in his hand was sucked into a villain, and he fainted directly, and he was in a real unconscious state.

Listening to the prompt sound in the system, he recovered less than a thousand soul powers, and Wen Zhong put away the soul in his hand and did not destroy it. Because there is another task that needs to be completed by yourself, just enough to make up the number.

With the addition of the skeleton man who was previously included in the package, there are already seven bound souls in the package, and there are still two shorts of ten or ten in the mission.

There was a great opportunity in front of him, and Wen Zhong instantly became excited.

The giant beast wandering around the periphery saw it really, and also heard Wen Zhong's roar: "Ten thousand ghosts devour." Although he didn't know what this meant, it seemed that this exercise was even more advanced than his own cultivation.

I have worked hard for so many years, and I have only fused my soul body into myself to improve my strength. And the other party is living from the soul devouring the power of the soul to supplement his own needs, which is simply too rebellious.

"You must catch him and swallow him, I want this exercise." The giant beast laughed, more excited than Wen Zhong.

"Keep attacking...... Kill him for me......"

The roar of the giant beast woke up some of the bewildered souls, and they immediately went forward again to besiege Wen Zhong.

One, two, three......

Wen Zhong's heart was dark, and he controlled the use of the skill of "Devouring Ten Thousand Ghosts" in his heart, for fear that he would suck these weak souls dry at once.

One by one, the souls that had absorbed the power of the soul were put into the backpack, Wen Zhong simply didn't try to stop it, anyway, these souls couldn't break through their oil-paper umbrellas, so they sat cross-legged on the ground full of dry bones, holding the umbrella handle between their legs, protecting their backs.

The entire umbrella protected Wen Zhong's entire back and head, leaving only the small space in front of him.

Wen Zhong, who had his hands free, did not depity the fast-flowing soul power, but grabbed these souls who were going forward one by one, and were received into the backpack one by one.

It's dark.

The consumption could not catch up with the speed at which Wen Zhong took the soul with both hands, and Wen Zhong was no longer in a hurry, and collected the soul of this fierce ghost village, and did not waste his time to do a good deed.

At that time, only this giant beast soul remains, and it shouldn't be difficult to solve it.

The soul beast in the distance was getting more and more anxious, and it could see that this situation was to send another benefit to the other party. It's not to fight, it's not to fight.

I just don't know how the things in the yang world are doing.

The soul beast roared to the sky again, urging more souls to join the attack, only delaying time, pinning its hopes on the success or failure of the yang world.

"Hmph...... Procrastination, right, to see who can outperform whom? Wen Zhong knew in his heart where his weakness was, that is, his helpless body in the yang world, still lying in prison.

Although he did some protection, he couldn't withstand the attack of the fleshy people in the yang world, so he could only hope that it was okay.

Thinking about it, the speed in his hand increased again, and these souls sent to the door were like tonics. The meager soul power of each soul entered Wen Zhong's body, and it was immediately transformed into the power of the soul to support the defense of the oil-paper umbrella.

One by one, the souls were also instantly bound and put into the backpack.

Most of them are just ordinary souls who have been bewitched and intimidated, Wen Zhong has no intention of harming them, and in doing so, he can be regarded as protecting them.

Time passed quickly, and there were too many souls in the backpack to count, so Wen Zhong simply stopped looking at it and concentrated on what was in front of him.

The left hand continues to perform "Devouring of Demons", and the right hand is constantly grabbing, putting away and putting it away in the backpack. In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Zhong is like a fierce god, and these souls who have gone forward and succeeded have been grabbed by Wen Zhong, and their souls are scattered.

Zhong Kui, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, was already stunned, he was the founder of the "Devouring of Ten Thousand Ghosts", he knew the disadvantages of this exercise, but the practice of the big apprentice in front of him had already shocked him beyond words.

There is no regurgitation.

There were no adverse effects.

Can it still be used?

Rao is Zhong Kui, and he didn't see the small movements in Wen Zhong's right hand, he just saw Wen Zhong devour a soul, and his right hand was instantly crushed, and the soul disappeared.

And these souls rushed forward and rushed towards Wen Zhong's outstretched left hand, and the countless twisted heads that stretched out were getting bigger and bigger, vaguely surpassing their original momentum.

"I can't see through, I can't see through ......" Zhong Kui shook his head again and again, never getting it figured out, thinking that after the end of the seven-day Yang Tribulation, he must ask clearly.

Maybe this is also an opportunity for me to take another step forward.

"It seems to be dangerous, but everywhere is infinitely ......vibrant" The emperor appeared behind Zhong Kui again at some point, and he also watched what Wen Zhong did in the Fierce Ghost Village.

"Perhaps, you are really going to be surpassed." The emperor unexpectedly revealed his true body this time, his whole body was protected by golden scale armor, a white cloak was draped on his back, and he wore a golden jade-inlaid headband on his black hair, and a jade rod crossed through. A jade-faced scholar looked at Zhong Kui with a smile.

Exactly: black hair with a gold and jade crown hoop, wearing a white robe and gold scale armor.

Zhong Kui rarely showed a surprised face, and then smiled: "It seems that the emperor is ready, so I, Zhong Kui, have already been ready...... Hahaha......"

Laughing as he spoke, he flicked his wide sleeved robe, and the red official robe and black gauze hat on his body disappeared.

In an instant, he transformed into a jet-black chain mail, with a pair of white-bottomed soap boots on his feet and a red cloak fluttering behind his back. On his head, he was tied with a few feet of red cloth, covering his hair, but he couldn't hide the terrifying dignity on his face and the beard and sideburns that hung the sky.

Exactly: red soap boots and chain mail, red silk hair with a beard.

"Let's go."

Zhong Kui nodded when he heard the sound, glanced at Wen Zhong, and the two disappeared in an instant.

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