Text Chapter 165 Drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle

"Bang-bang..."

After a few muffled sounds, the corpses all collapsed to the ground, each with a thin blood mark on their necks.

The pitch-black shadow on the ground slowly seeped in through the crack under the iron-cast gate, and although it was silent and did not make a sound, it still made the corpse commander on duty in the hall feel a little alert.

"Didn't you stinky boys have a good time chatting just now? Why are you dumb now!"

The corpse handsome walked out angrily, and when he opened the door, he saw a corpse.

"Hmm..."

His face immediately turned pale, he took a deep breath and pretended to be calm to return to the temple, but at the moment he looked back, his head fell to the ground and rolled...

The incision was smooth as a mirror, and the blood was coagulated in it.

......

The black shadow traveled on the smooth floor of the main hall, and the remaining corpses in the hall were all poisoned by the hands of a few breaths, and although the methods of death were different, the only thing they had in common was that they were all silent.

After the entire hall was "cleaned up", the black shadow began to search with confidence, only to see it wandering rapidly in the main hall, not letting go of every place.

Although the Zhan Sui Hall is large, there are always traces to follow.

The black shadow spun around and kept observing the surroundings, and finally found a small object that was remote but spotless after the three incense sticks.

As soon as you grit the ground, a crack opens in the brick.

The force he used was so good that the crack was not big, only an inch, just enough for his flowing shadow to enter.

The darkness flowed down the crack like a tide, down the staircase, and it took a quarter of an hour to reach a great temple.

And it's already very deep underground.

The black shadow flowed silently on the ground, and when I looked around, I saw countless talismans circulating on the surrounding walls, and all kinds of different lights illuminated the entire space thoroughly. Not only that, but the dead air is also extremely abundant, almost to the point of viscosity.

The source of the dead air is in the middle of the main hall, and when I look up, I can see that there is a carefully carved wellhead in the center, and in the middle of the well is a large abyss hole, and countless dark and dark dead air is gushing out.

Obviously, this underground hall is being built at the head of the Jichuan spiritual vein.

Above the death hole, a set of arrays made of bright gold floated out of thin air, and the ocean-like dead qi merged into it, like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

This array disk is also huge, and it fills the entire space layer upon layer. Slowly circulating, it echoes with the talisman on the surrounding wall, and the folds shine. At the same time, it makes people feel an unprecedented heaviness, and there is a tendency for heaven and earth to coexist with each other.

However, this magnificent momentum is not as pure as imagined, and I only feel that there are three different breaths mixed in it. Although it is small in comparison, it is as clear as a flea on a drum and easy to detect.

Of course, feeling the momentum here is not easy to use, and when I looked up, I saw that the three corpses were sitting in the array.

One by one, they have cultivated deeply, and their appearance is even more bearded, long robes and crane faces, quite like a fairy wind and bones, but at least in the city, they are also the position of elders.

And it seems that they have lived here for a long time, and the three of them are very similar in every move, every cheek and cluster, but I am afraid that they have already been in the same mind for many years, regardless of each other.

A joking voice sounded in the deserted hall:

"I said why this magic circle is so difficult to crack, and it took so many hours to gather the "power of the three kings" that day. It turns out that it is with the blessing of you three masters, it is really disrespectful, disrespectful!"

At the same time as the voice appeared, the three corpse commanders sitting in the array plate opened their eyes together, and looked over as if they were facing a great enemy, and their eyes were suddenly locked on the shadow hiding in the darkness.

"Who's coming?!" the three elders shouted in unison.

"Why ask who, since I can be here, and then ask me who is afraid that it is not too late?"

A black shadow slowly rose from the ground, turning into an emaciated figure in a black robe.

The faint light reflected by the large array that circulated illuminated his face, and the three elders were instantly like ashes, and their mouths were silent: "Sen Luo.. The Ghost King...."

......

"The Order of the Beastmaster is here!Please work together to fight the enemy!"

A black-robed figure like a giant beast broke into the "beast prison", punched the guard corpse on the chest, causing it to vomit blood on the spot and die there, and then chiseled open the iron doors of each prison one by one.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The roars of all kinds of beasts boiled, they had been whipped and enslaved as "beast slaves" for too long, and their eyes were full of madness.

"The Ghost King's Order is here! Please work together to fight the enemy!"

Another emaciated ghost broke into the "ghost prison" and broke the suppressed evil stone with a powerful object, and countless ghosts cried and howled in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, there was a chaotic scene of "a hundred ghosts crying at night" and "ten thousand beasts without reins", and all kinds of weeping and mourning spread throughout the city.

The army of repression that should have appeared under this chaos did not appear for a long time, and from a distance, I saw a different scene in the barracks of the soldiers.

"Obey us or die!"

Seventy or eighty black-robed figures shouted loudly in the barracks. Their eyes were blazing, and they were fearless in the face of hundreds of thousands of enemies.

"Oh, what a big breath!"

The corpse commanders who were in charge of the barracks came one after another, with contempt on their faces: "Do you think that releasing those ghost soldiers and beasts can cause chaos? ”

"Oh? ”

However, in the face of the contempt of the corpse commanders, the black-robed figures were not half moved, but asked with a sneer: "What if you can't suppress it?"

"There's no way to suppress it, do you think the hundreds of thousands of troops behind us are eating!"

A grumpy corpse marshal was the first to shout angrily and almost wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the older corpse marshal.

The black robes smiled: "Since you are so confident, then give it a try." ”

After finishing speaking, he gently shook the sachets in their hands, and a burst of fragrance filled the land.

"What's the use of that? The corpse commanders disdained it, and they manipulated the dead air to spread the aroma, so that these things could not get close.

Seeing this, the black-robed people sneered even more: "It's naturally useless to you, but it's not good to say it to them..."

As soon as the words fell, as the smell spread, hundreds of thousands of corpse soldiers fell to the ground and convulsed, one by one in pain, life was worse than death.

"Your diet has been poisoned by us for several months, this fragrance is just an introduction, listen to it, give you a stick of incense time to consider, if you don't surrender or die!"

The black robes laughed loudly, and shook the sachet fiercely as they spoke, and the density of the aroma in the air suddenly intensified a little.

The wailing around also intensified to the point of being miserable.