(Sorry, last night, the mentality was a bit explosive, thank you all for your support of the lazy cat!)

"If the little monk is not mistaken, this black qi is the fierce qi that the underground palace suppressed and tempered from the headless corpse demon. ”

"This ferocious aura is full of the monstrous hatred and resentment of Du Zhankui thousands of years ago!"

"Ordinary people, when they are invaded by this ferocious aura, are afraid that they will go crazy and die immediately. ”

The ferocity of this resentment is enough to make people jaw-dropping. ”

Huijue looked at the various arrangements in the lake, his eyes were slightly downcast, and he said in a condensed voice,

"And all the arrangements in this lake, in addition to suppressing the headless corpse demon here, I am afraid that more is to dispel the corpse demon's evil qi. ”

"These eighteen pavilions should be modeled after the eighteen layers of hell to suppress resentment. ”

"When we stand on the shore, it looks like it's just a gazebo, but in fact, each gazebo is a little hell. ”

"Use eighteen little hells to wear away all kinds of ferocious and resentful qi until the ferocious qi is exhausted and the headless corpse demon is suppressed. ”

"If the flesh of the fetus falls into the lake, it is only afraid that one will be invaded by the fierce qi, and the other will be suppressed by the great array, and if it falls, it will be suppressed and ground alive by the great array in an instant. ”

Huijue's words were full of solemnity.

As his words fell, Ghost-Faced Rider Leader Kou Sui frowned.

His eyes were cold, and he carefully examined the various scenes in the lake, and then asked,

"You say this pavilion is modeled after hell, what is the arrangement in it, and what is the danger?"

"There is danger naturally, if the little monk says there is no danger, I'm afraid you won't believe it. ”

Huijue said.

After that, he didn't wait for Kou Sui to speak, and continued,

"This pavilion seems to be small, only a few feet square, but once we enter, we are entering a small hell. ”

"Although I can't guess the various arrangements for the little monks inside, it is by no means easy. ”

"I'm afraid that the slightest carelessness can kill people. ”

"And once we are completely wiped out here, I am afraid that everyone's souls will have to be trapped here, and then be crushed by the great array!"

In Huijue's words, there was a deep sense of seriousness.

The gazes of many ghost-faced horsemen looking at the black lake in front of them also revealed solemnity.

After the previous words, Hui Jue stretched out his hand and pointed to the pavilions and the curved bridges that connected to each other in these pavilions, and then said,

"But we don't have to walk through all the gazebos. ”

"You see, going down from here, the first pavilion is the Tongue Pulling Hell, and after the Tongue Pulling Hell, there is the Scissors Hell on this side and the Iron Tree Hell on the other side. ”

"And the Scissors Hell leads to the Hell of the Sin Realm and the Stone Crushing Hell, and the Iron Tree Hell leads to the Steamer Hell and the Knife Mountain Hell. ”

"The hells are intertwined. ”

"If we go down, we first go to the Tongue Pulling Hell, to the Iron Tree Hell, then to the Steamer Hell, then to the Knife Mountain Hell, and finally to the Stone Pressing Hell, and then come out of the Stone Pressing Hell, then we can go to the center of the lake. ”

"And this whirlpool in the middle of the lake, although it is not a pavilion, and there is no inscription, but most of it imitates the Infernal Hell. ”

"The Headless Corpse Demon should be suppressed in the Infernal Hell. ”

Hui Jue said, Kou Sui still looked at the center of the lake coldly, silent.

He seemed to be thinking something.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind,

"Join the battle!"

When this sentence fell, behind Kou Sui, many Ghost-faced Riders were all demoralized and their eyes were fierce.

Then Kou Sui took the lead and led the team towards the small bridge in the lake.

Kou Sui and they left, and Huijue naturally followed.

Walking through the gate of reincarnation, the air was raging with a biting coldness.

The cold chill freezes the body, and it wants to make people's souls freeze.

And the terrifying ferocious aura around it is chaotic, constantly pulling everyone's minds, and in the cold, there seem to be all kinds of evil demons dancing wildly.

This place can no longer be described in the words "dangerous place".

Being here, it makes people feel like they are really in the underworld, the ghosts of the underworld.

Walking into the gate of reincarnation seems to be walking towards death little by little.

In the depths of the soul, endless fear involuntarily arises.

This fear howls, roars, and screams, and threatens to swallow up the hearts and minds of the people.

But among the Red Owl cavalry, no one spoke.

From their bodies, burst out with a fierce aura that was like a substance.

Even the ferocious aura on their bodies echoed each other, making the ferocious aura on their bodies ten times more powerful!

A group of ghost-faced horsemen walked silently, their movements sonorous, like a team of underworld soldiers!

The fierce ferocity is not lost to the evil qi around him!

These people use evil to fight evil, and evil to suppress evil, so that Huijue, who is following the team, secretly sighs.

Finally, in the team, Kou Sui, the leader, stepped on the small bridge.

And the moment he stepped on the small bridge, the black gas that permeated the bridge was swirling, and his originally firm steps suddenly froze.

Then he stopped and said,

"Be careful, it's a bit cold on the bridge. ”

Kou Sui's voice was a little stiff and dry.

This sentence fell, and he raised his foot again.

A little cold?!

Hearing Kou Sui's words, everyone's eyes were awe-inspiring.

can make a murderer like Kou Sui say something a little cold, what kind of situation is it on this bridge?!

Everyone looked at the cold and black air that permeated the curved bridge, and their hearts were a little solemn.

Sure enough, when everyone walked on the curved bridge, their faces changed sharply.

There was a dead silence on the curved bridge, and the cold black air diffused calmly and casually.

These black qi seemed to be as thin as a cold veil, but the cold evil qi corroded, and the cold and biting cold almost froze everyone's legs.

The black mist swirled around, but it was like a coagulated slurry, and it condensed their legs.

One by one, they could barely lift their feet, and they had the feeling that they were about to be turned into zombies on this bridge.

But they held on in the end.

Among the many Ghost-faced Riders, no one spoke, and no one hesitated.

The eyes under the bronze mask revealed a fierce and murderous light, and then one by one they still took steps, following the front, Kou Xun's back, and never fell behind.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

Huijue said softly.

With the sound of his Buddha horn, a faint Buddha light bloomed from his body, slightly dispelling the surrounding black qi.

But the next moment, the lake was filled with black gas, and once again engulfed the small bridge.

Not only that, but it seemed to be stimulated by the Buddha's light, and the originally calm black qi in the lake actually surged.

Seeing this scene, Hui Jue's face changed in shock, and he quickly restrained his Buddha light.

These black evil qi seem to have a special sense of Buddha's light.

"Is it because thousands of years ago, many high-ranking monks in Cangzhou in the north joined forces to suppress Du Zhankui?"

Hui Jue smiled bitterly in his heart.