Looking at the layers of black aura on the black-robed man's body, a trace of strangeness flashed in Ye Zitao's eyes, and he recognized his identity.

In this world, there is light and darkness, and there are open-faced organizations like the National Security Dao League, and naturally there will be secret organizations like the Blood Lotus Sect.

An organization with the same name as the Blood Lotus Sect, as well as the Ghost Group, the people of these two organizations have always been like tumors in the psychic world, and they do not participate in the suppression of strange events, and sometimes they even deliberately cultivate some psychic points, whose significance is unknown.

For these two organizations, the attitude of Guoan and Daomeng is to kill without mercy, dealing with weirdness has involved too much of their energy, and they have to worry about being stabbed behind their backs, this kind of experience no one wants.

"It seems that this place was created by your ghost group seventeen groups, what is the purpose?" Ye Zitao stood in place with the little sun in his hand, his expression was calm, and he did not have the slightest anxious look.

Although the process of condensation is extremely difficult, once the condensation is successful, the existence is very stable, and there is no need to worry about not being able to control it.

I was a little worried about the safety of Deng Liyan and Liang Jiahui, the two of them had seven orifices overflowing soul blood, but the soul body condition was quite stable, even if they were seriously injured, they could recover, but the enemy in front of them was even more tricky, he now has all the hole cards, whether he can leave alive, he can't say.

"Don't get me wrong, although this is arranged by our ghost group, but the seventeenth group is only responsible for guarding, I didn't expect the things here to be so disobedient, and they actually dug a hole in the ground and escaped, a mistake." The Ghost Master sighed, and a cloud of pitch-black gas appeared in his hand, like the entrance to an abyss, slowly devouring everything.

"What the hell is this place?" Ye Zitao didn't care about the movements of the ghost master, and asked in a calm tone.

"Here......... It's the Netherworld! A huge black ghost figure appeared behind the ghost master, enveloping his entire body in it, and the black qi on his body stretched and stabbed towards Ye Zitao's body.

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"Uncle Dongsheng! Come on! This coffin board can't be suppressed! The bronze coffin closest to Ye Wen seemed to sense his presence, and began to tremble violently, and was slowly pushed up.

Ye Wen was taken aback, and hurriedly sat on the coffin board, grinning and enduring the indescribable coldness under his buttocks, and pressed down hard.

However, the things in the bronze coffin were obviously slowly waking up, and the strength was getting bigger and bigger, although Ye Wen was desperately holding it down, he was gradually unable to do it, and couldn't help but turn his head and call Uncle Ye Dongsheng.

"If you can't hold it down, let them out." A ghost mark appeared on Uncle Ye Dongsheng's left hand, and after being infused with yang energy, it turned into two pistols that looked like entities.

"Uncle, how much you love guns!" Ye Wen saw Uncle Ye Dongsheng's ghost mark for the first time, but he didn't expect that the uncle used a pistol in reality, and even the ghost mark was a pistol, and he played handjob every day, woo woo!

"Uncle, I have good eyes, it's a waste if I don't have a handjob." Uncle Ye Dongsheng grinned, a bright smile appeared on his face, the second ghost mark activated, and the pupils of his eyes turned into two identical pitch-black ghost marks, exuding a faint ghostly light.

Hitomi Ghost Marks!

Even if it wasn't the first time he saw it, Ye Wen still had an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, eager to snatch the ghost mark in Uncle Ye Dongsheng's eyes.

In the psychic world, the most precious ghost mark is the space-time class, followed by the special class, and then the ordinary class.

The pupil ghost mark is a special ghost mark, don't look at it as the second sequence, but some special ghost marks are comparable to space-time ghost marks, and even surpass, after all, not all space-time ghost prints are suitable for use.

"Uncle, I'm going to let it go!"

"Let it go, I'll keep your ass." Uncle Ye Dongsheng said with a smile, condensing energy fluctuations on the two guns, ready to go.

Leaning over slightly, bending his hands and pressing on the coffin board, Ye Wen suddenly exerted his strength, jumped away from the coffin board, and a ghost mark turned into a translucent protective shield, protecting his body.

Less than a meter back, the coffin board had been pushed up, and a pitch-black arm grabbed Ye Wen's body, and the five long claws were almost ten centimeters, hooked like cat's claws, and the tips were sharp and pressing.

Seeing that Ye Wen had been caught up by the black ghost claw, when he was about to be caught, a point of light shot at the black ghost claw first, directly shooting through the black ghost claw's arm, and opening a big hole in the black ghost claw's wrist.

There were muscles and bones inside the hole in the wrist of the black ghost claw, obviously with the weirdness of possessing a physical body, and an angry roar came from the bronze coffin, and the lid of the coffin was lifted by a huge force and fell to the ground, making a huge sound of metal colliding.

Like a signal, the lids of the surrounding bronze coffins began to vibrate, and a dull roar came from the surrounding bronze coffins, which was breathtaking.

A pitch-black zombie stood up from the open bronze coffin, the muscles on his face were as dry as a mummy lacking moisture, his skin was darker than Tan's, his eyes were blood-red, and the teeth in his mouth were sharp and sharp, like wolfdogs.

The zombie's movements are not as sluggish as in the movie, but they are more agile and fast than ordinary people, they get up from the bronze coffin, they don't make any force at all, they have already pounced on Ye Wen, their mouths are wide open, and they are flashing in the light.

"Bump!" Still a light shot out, not directly aimed at the zombie, but predicting its movements, landing on the zombie's temple, looking like the zombie crashed into it on its own.

A headshot, this time the light bullet did not penetrate the past, but exploded inside the zombie's head, directly turning the zombie's head into pieces.

The zombie's body stiffened, and it crashed into Ye Wen with inertia, and was easily kicked away by him.

Judging from the breath, this zombie is only at the level of a psychic apprentice, although its body is strengthened by corpse qi and becomes harder, it still can't resist a shot from a psychic master.

"Bang bang ........."

The gunshots rang out one after another, and the bronze coffin zombies who got up one by one were shot in the head, and there was no chance to get close, this scene was familiar, Ye Wen was directly bored and drew circles on the side, and Uncle Dongsheng made a move, so there was nothing to do with him here.

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Fingers swiped across the stone wall of the tomb road, leaving Dao energy fluctuations, Ye Jibai and Ye Xiaoxiao continued to carve Dao patterns in the tomb road, gradually forming a complete array.

"You draw first, I'll stop it." Sensing something, Ye Jibai stopped his almost completed movements, and a ghost mark appeared in his hand, and a translucent array disk appeared out of thin air, falling in the tomb in front of him.

Ye Jibai stepped into the formation formed by the array plate, looked at the darkness in front of him, and stood with his hands in his hands, silently waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Behind him, Ye Xiaoxiao's movements were not affected at all, the expression on his face was as calm and serious as ever, slowly carving the Dao pattern, and gradually practicing into a .........