The mission of Scissor Hell is to kill 20,000 greenheads.

First of all, the number of mission kills has doubled, and secondly, the green-headed ghost is much stronger than ordinary ghosts, and the difficulty of the comprehensive mission is more than twice as high as that of the previous level.

But Wu Zetian and the others did not hesitate at all, and after seeing the environmental situation clearly, they went on a killing spree.

Although the green-headed demons are more powerful than ordinary demons, they belong to the game monsters after all, not real demons and monsters, but just level 21 creeps, and they are powerless in the face of warriors who are proficient in martial arts.

Moreover, the green-headed demon is shrouded in holy light, and it is good to be able to exert a level 10 strength, so the warriors still have no pressure to kill monsters.

It's just that the number of tasks is a little more, the target HP is a little thicker, and it takes a few minutes more to complete the mission.

"Complete the task as quickly as possible, according to such a task situation, the further you go, the more difficult it will be to break through the task, if you don't speed up, everyone will wait to starve to death." Wu Zetian ordered the fighters loudly, and at the same time he output with all his might.

The warriors are not stupid, they can naturally see such an obvious future problem, so they don't need to be reminded by Wu Zetian, they are full of energy to kill monsters.

Behind the Scissors Hell are the Iron Tree Hell, the Mirror Hell, the Steamer Hell, the Copper Pillar Hell, the Knife Mountain Hell, the Iceberg Hell, the Oil Pot Hell, the Cowpit Hell, the Stone Pressing Hell, the Mortar Hell, the Blood Pool Hell, the Death Hell, the Punishment Hell, the Volcano Hell, the Stone Grinding Hell, and the Knife Saw Hell, with a total of 18 floors.

There are countless evil ghosts living in every layer of hell, and the tens of thousands that Wu Zetian and they killed are not even a drop in the ocean.

If the quest requires the clearing of the map monsters, it is estimated that no player team will be able to pass the first layer of Hell, and no guild will be able to break through the first layer in three or five years.

Fortunately, the number of kills in each layer of hell missions only increased by 10,000, not exponentially, otherwise they would have a headache for Wu Zetian.

Despite this, when Wu Zetian and the others broke into the nineteenth layer of hell, they all consumed nearly 9 hours, and they were tired and killed.

If it weren't for the eighteenth floor of hell dungeons, they would have been forced to go offline and rest, after all, the system has a rule that players cannot be online for more than 8 hours in a row, unless they are in a special map.

It is said that there are only eighteen layers of the eighteen-layer Hell Guild dungeon, and after completing the level tasks on the eighteenth floor, you can receive the reward and leave, and you will be directly teleported out of the dungeon, and you will not be teleported to the nineteenth floor, or other places.

But Wu Zetian is the first pass, only after completing the task of killing the Death Apostle, they can leave the hell world, otherwise they have no choice but to die.

But Wu Zetian can't die, this task of killing the Apostle of Death must be completed, otherwise Celia will lock him up, three hundred years of confinement, he is completely cool, so the task can't be lost.

Although he has a nominal relationship with her, it is just a mutual use, and she should not be too soft-hearted when it is time to punish him.

So since the moment he stepped into the desert, he had already stepped into the pit, and he had to follow Celia's calculations to complete all the tasks, but if one link went wrong, he would basically finish the game.

The nineteenth layer of hell is different from the previous eighteen.

There are no evil spirits here, just a luxurious palace floating in the sea of stars.

The palace is as huge as the moon, and its interior is indescribably rich.

Wu Zetian and the others, who had entered the palace through the portal of the eighteenth layer of hell, were standing in the middle of the main hall and looking around, all of them showing shocked expressions, and it was difficult to describe the shock in their hearts.

"Boss, visually this palace is a very powerful real artifact, a real artifact." Zhong Xin sighed.

"Good vision." Wu Zetian nodded and praised.

"We are also people who have seen the world, but it's a pity that we couldn't bring one or two back at the beginning." Zhong Xin showed a reminiscent expression.

Wu Zetian rolled his eyes: "It's as if you have that strength, it's not a joke to forcibly take away the true artifact, people whose lives are not hard enough will forcibly seize innate luck, and if you don't do it well, it will become unblessed." ”

"So it's a pity, and you're not the same? Come back bare-handed. Zhong Xin said.

"Don't talk about those past memories, let's look around, try our luck, in case we are recognized by this palace, we can ascend to the sky in one step." Wu Zetian didn't care about it.

"Divide into a team of five people, spread out to find treasures, once you encounter danger, immediately send a notice on the guild channel, and return here to gather in two hours." Chen Shiping issued a specific order.

The fighters responded to the call.

"Don't bother, old man, I'm not dead yet, the Houtu Temple won't change hands for the time being."

At this moment, suddenly, the voice of an old man echoed around, frightening Wu Zetian and the soldiers to be reflexively vigilant, ready to fight and die out of the dungeon.

They knew very well that if there were other creatures in this temple, they would definitely be immortal-level existences, and the possibility of them defeating the immortals was almost zero.

Although there is little hope, they do not give up the possibility of life, and they are not frightened.

When the vicissitudes of life slowly dissipated, a golden light flashed directly in front of Wu Zetian and the others, and an old monk flashed out of thin air.

The old monk sat on a royal chair with a half-man-high mount crouching beside him.

The mount cluster beast is like a one, gathering the advantages of all things as one, with a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and a unicorn foot; It is clearly the image of the legendary Truth Listening Divine Beast.

"Are you an innate god of death? Jizo King? After some consideration, Wu Zetian frowned and asked cautiously.

The old monk was serious: "The donor is polite, the poor monk does have the title of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, but the poor monk is not the innate god of death, this supreme title is only worthy of the Hou Tu Niangniang, and the poor monk will never dare to be." ”

"Hou Tu Niang? That's not right, Celia said that the innate god of death is an old man, why did she become a post-earth lady again? Wu Zetian deliberately dumped Selia, and at the same time borrowed her prestige to support her, so as to prevent the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth in front of him from killing without asking.

King Jizo smiled and shook his head: "The wisdom of the innate god is playful and famously loves to play tricks on people, you can just believe half of her words." You, a big man, must have your own subjective opinions, and you can't rely on her for the rest of your life. ”

"Cut~~ I will live for more than a hundred years, and it is a fool to have a great god who does not rely on me." Wu Zetian pursed his lips, and his courage slowly grew.

Because from the tone of King Jizo's speech, it could be heard that he was afraid of Celia, so Wu Zetian was full of fox and tiger power.

"Your birthday and longevity have long been out of the book of life and death, and even I don't dare to take you in, and which Hades and ghost emperor dares to take your soul?" King Jizo returned to the seriousness of his expressionless face.

Wu Zetian shrugged: "I can have such benefits, not by virtue of her relationship?" ”

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