Because of entering through the door of death, Mao Zheng was in a twelve-point spirit, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Woo-!" Like the sound of the wind thinking ahead, and as if someone was crying, the sound was so ethereal and ethereal.

Mao with a peach wood sword in his hand is under the candlelight, his face is getting fatter and fatter, this is an illusion, but it is not, the green candle shines on the netherworld, and it can also illuminate the soul of all, Mao is a human being, and there are also three souls and seven spirits, at this time he is under the light of the green candle, even if the ghost sees it, it is like seeing the same kind.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The desolate laughter came from afar, and it seemed to come from all directions. Mao Zheng couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand tightly, and his eyes swept over the four tomb walls, the walls were so dark that there was no light, but the tomb walls seemed to be wriggling. Mao Zheng didn't dare to move forward and stared intently at that side, inadvertently, the wall would squirm, and he looked carefully at the other side, and after a while, there was another squirming.

Depend on! This tomb wall is very strange, and I can't say what is so strange.

Dancing with a wooden sword in his hand, there are words in his mouth: "The sky is clear, and the earth is spiritual." The heavenly lord shows his true spiritual ....... After the spell, the wooden sword was like a steel sword, and there seemed to be a flash of spiritual light on the blade. Mao Zheng was looking in one direction, and stepped out with steps, "Poof-!" The dust lifted up, and the light of the blade shot forward like lightning. The pitch-black tomb wall seemed to squirm again, and I saw that there seemed to be darkness breaking away from the white tomb wall, slowly scratching towards Mao Zheng.

Mao Zheng couldn't help but be surprised, what is this? The wooden sword slashed at the darkness. "Ahh Mao Zhengjian walked exquisitely, like rain. "Poof! Burst! Poof! Poof", I just felt that the sword was slashed at that thing. For a while, the peeling darkness was cut apart by Mao Zheng, and it fell to the ground with a crackle, and the black things seemed to be still squirming on the ground. Mao Zheng picked a section of his sword and brought it to his eyes, and a stinking blood reached his nostrils, and he looked at it fixedly, and his heart beat wildly. It turned out to be a snake body, the snake body is extremely black, I don't know what kind of snake it is, but from this color and the stuffy smell, this thing is absolutely poisonous.

Mao was looking ahead, where the snake peeled off the tomb wall, and there was another wriggling, the darkness I don't know how many of these poisonous snakes. I couldn't help but feel numb in my heart, and when I looked up, there was also a wriggling piece above. How many snakes are there? It's a snake's nest!

The darkness is peeling away again, from the front, from above...... From every direction.

It's not good, Mao is stepping out. Hurriedly ran towards the passage in front of him, and at the same time, the sword in his hand flew up and down, cutting off all the black snakes close to his body. This burial chamber is not very large, just like a room, Mao Zheng jumped to the passage in front of him in a few steps, but the ground where he passed was densely packed with snake segments.

Jumping into the passage, Mao was running wildly. The green candle swayed, dragging out a long tail.

"Hahaha-!" It seems that someone is laughing, and it seems to be crying sadly. Mao Zheng knew that Dafan's wonderful formation would make people hallucinate, just like Zhuge Liang's gossip ecstasy array, which also released thick smoke, making people hallucinate and confuse the enemy. The array composed of such a high-level Qimen Dun Armor contains illusions, which is also very normal. Why did he think so, just because from the beginning, he didn't see a ghost by the candlelight, only the snake was so real, and there was an illusory voice.

As soon as he ran not far, Mao Zheng was empty, only to feel that his body suddenly fell. It turned out that he was running in a hurry, and his eyes were focused on the front, and with the candlelight flickering, he was paying attention to his feet.

"Boom!" Mao Zheng seemed to have fallen into a deep pool, cold and biting. He hurriedly floated up, treading water under his feet to avoid sinking, holding up the green candle that would not be extinguished in the water in his right hand, and holding the wooden sword in his left hand.

Seeing this, Mao Zheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, only to see a human head floating on the water, and the long hair on the head of the person was floating on the water, falling along with the waves. The bodies under the heads of those people were motionless and could not hear the sound of paddling, but those heads slowly turned to Mao Zheng and gradually swam towards Mao Zheng.

"Ghost!" The water restricted Mao Zheng from casting spells, and he could only swim forward quickly in one direction. The green candle was flickering and flickering, and the hair was moving forward, and sometimes you could feel clumps of hair falling from the water, swimming across the neck.

After a while, he saw a staircase extending into the pool in front of him, and Mao was struggling to swim towards the stairs.

The tentacles also landed on the stairs, and Mao Zheng hurriedly climbed up. After climbing about a dozen steps, he looked back again, and the water was rippling, and there was still a ghost shadow there. It seems that it has never appeared, Mao Zheng is just sitting on the steps panting, is my Mao Zheng hallucinating? The neck is cold, and the hair can't help but be wiped off, just like brushing away a handful of aquatic plants. No, take a look at the green candle, where the is a handful of aquatic plants, it's clearly a handful of long hair. ! The blue waves are rippling, and the waterhole is clear and quiet, but there is nothing unusual.

What's going on?

Mao Zheng picked up the hair and brought it to his eyes, he couldn't see what was going on, he only secretly guessed. Does it have something to do with water? Maybe.......

People are afraid of the bold, and ghosts are afraid of the bold, and the underworld is the same. Mao Zheng is down-to-earth, where is he afraid of any ghosts, and he can't help but boldly argue.

At this time, he changed hands of the green candle and the wooden sword. With a sword in his right hand, he came to the water's edge. Gently place your right hand slowly in the water, revealing the candle head. Lie down gently and look forward from the candlelight. A head with long hair and fluttering hair immediately appeared in front of him, just like Mao Zheng was looking at it stupidly, looking at Mao Zheng, there was darkness in his eye sockets. And behind that skull was a head with long hair hanging down in the water, at least dozens of them.

"Ahh Mao Zheng was so shocked by this scene that he retreated again and again.

"Humph! Wait, I'm scared of your Uncle Mao! I will do the right thing for heaven. Mao Zheng slowly beat wildly in his heart, this is a ghost pool!

Mao Zheng said, and took out a bottle of cinnabar and a bottle of black dog blood from the backpack. Then he took out a bowl, poured cinnabar and black dog blood into the bowl, and stirred. Just about to pour into the pool, I was thoughtful.

"Haha! Master, I'm adding some ingredients to you! "This material is not the other, it is real urine. When I saw him tear open his pants, he booed, and the last few drops fell into the bowl.

Mao Zheng took out a bottle of realgar from his backpack and poured it into a bowl, stirred it again, and saw a sticky thing appear, and his 'Fu Demon' formula was just that.

"Hahaha!" Mao Zheng lifted the bowl of mush and smiled proudly at the waterhole.

"Fortunately, I haven't broken the body of a boy yet, this bowl of 'Hot Xiang' is a good laugh." After speaking, he recited the incantation in his mouth. Then he threw himself into the pool.