Zhou Ke'er walked uncontrollably in a direction that called him, and the closer he got, the more he felt that the evil all over his body was going to be active to boil.

And those monsters also seemed to have surrendered to something, and they didn't try to stop Zhou Ke'er at all, but automatically gave him a way out.

It's like... What existence chose Zhou Ke'er, and the order of that existence is something that these monsters cannot violate.

"In the self-dwelling, the shape of the object, its movement is like water, its stillness is like a mirror, its should be like a sound, if the mangs are dead, if the silence is clear, the same and the same, the gains and losses, not taste the ancestors, but taste with the people..."

Countless voices were intertwined, booming in Zhou Ke'er's mind, chanting some inexplicable words.

When he finally came to the place that called him, he saw only an old scroll of bamboo slips lying lonely on top of an altar-like building.

But with Zhou Keer's current chaotic thinking, he couldn't think about why there was an altar in such a place? And it's such a huge altar, how can it be placed in the monster array?

Moreover, if such a large altar really existed here, why didn't it be discovered during the first wave before, or even when it just came to the outside of the monster formation?

And... As soon as he stepped into this altar, all the monsters around him seemed to disappear without a trace, leaving him alone and the scroll of bamboo slips.

The moment he saw the scroll of bamboo slips, Zhou Keer instinctively felt absolutely resistant and creepy, but he couldn't resist the call of the scroll of bamboo slips - it was not that he was being dragged away, but that the evil in his soul was called and pulled.

When he came to this altar, he uncontrollably stretched out his trembling hand and unfolded the scroll of bamboo slips...

He found that this bamboo slip was not long, and even after unfolding, he could directly hold the edge with both hands and look at it in front of his eyes, at most it was only half a table long.

But... The characters on the bamboo slip were constantly flickering and jumping, and countless ink marks gathered and scattered, twisted, and swirled, like a strange ukiyo-e.

Finally, the ink marks finally gathered together, as if someone had written a few powerful words on them with a brush:

"Xuanjun's Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra

Volume 1: Immortal Sand Soul Return

Volume 2: Meat Zhi Life Extension Basket

Book 3: The Demon Trap

Volume 4: Digang Summons the Examination

Volume 5: Taiyin Autopsy Metamorphosis Urn

Volume 6: Ascension to the Mysterious Realm of Contemplation

Book 7: Zheng Yi descends to the Holy Might".

This word only lasted for a few seconds, and then it instantly disintegrated, and then began to meander and twist, quickly spreading from the bamboo slip to Zhou Ke'er's hand touching the bamboo slip.

Immediately afterwards, as countless ink marks rushed to Zhou Ke'er's body, the bamboo slips also quickly lost their luster, and even began to decay and wither. Obviously, it is logical that the bamboo slips that have killed the green will not decay into this state, but it seems to be the fundamental vitality, or the form of "existence", which has been gradually obliterated with the loss of these ink marks.

They frantically poured into Zhou Ke'er's pitch-black right eye, not because Zhou Ke'er deliberately absorbed them, but because they seemed to know that Zhou Ke'er's right eye could absorb evil, they deliberately intensified this absorption function externally in some way.

But this dose of evil is too huge for Zhou Ke'er, even if it is several times more than the big trick that just hung him up and beat him-as for how many times, it may be two or three times, or hundreds of times, anyway, it is a dose that Zhou Ke'er can't bear, and it doesn't matter to him how much more.

And his biggest trouble right now is... Originally, he absorbed that weird evil, and if he held on, he could automatically stop absorbing it, but now... It's not something he can control. These evil energies drilled into Zhou Ke'er's body like crazy, and originally only a small part of what had just been brought in was enough to completely fill Zhou Ke'er, but the remaining ninety-nine percent still continued to pour in regardless of it.

The result is as if a balloon that has been blown up is still being inflated, and can only continue to inflate beyond its safe limit, until finally...

"Bang!"

Explode.

At a certain point, Zhou Ke'er suddenly felt as if something in his body had exploded - it was the source of alienation.

Originally, as a core of the evil spirit power in Zhou Ke'er's body, the source of alienation had exploded overwhelmingly at this time, and the evil contained in it directly ran around in Zhou Ke'er's body, constantly washing every corner of his body.

And as the container that originally carried the evil spirit broke, the speed of the influx of those evil things did not slow down, but became faster.

"No... Yes! ”

Zhou Ke'er's chaotic thinking worked desperately: if he allowed these evil beings to do this, he would immediately no longer be human, but would become a pure humanoid evil spirit!

This is no joke, if it's just a change of character types in the game, Zhou Keer doesn't care much... But the problem is that these evils are not only acting on the body, but also on ... A mysterious thing, soul.

Zhou Keer is very sure that the changes that affect the player's soul in this game will also happen in reality. He'd seen it before.

Speaking of which, those who have recently been hospitalized after a large number of games may not have a physical illness, but a contaminated soul, which is why they initially show symptoms similar to mental illness.

We'll just have to see if we can stop this with death.

The fangs of death instantly appeared in Zhou Ke'er's left hand, and he raised his left hand with all his strength and stabbed it into his throat fiercely.

"Puff"

But no blood gushed out.

It was just as if it was leaking, and countless black mist whistled wildly from the pierced throat and was squeezed out.

The evil began to scream frantically, and countless black mist poured out again, covering the wound in Zhou Ke'er's throat, and the wound instantly began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"When the right nine true ways are completed, the mud pills will be stopped, the eyes will last forever, the five organs will grow by themselves, and the blood will be protected. If you temporarily enter the Taiyin body and pass through the three senses, then the nine true summon souls, the Taiyi Guardian Remains, the Three Yuan Protectors, the Taishang Soul, the flesh and bones are immortal, the five organs are immortal, can die and live, can be yin and yang, out of the void and into nothing, heaven and earth are born! ”

"This is the way to dissect the corpse into an immortal! Why resist?! ”

Those evil voices sounded in Zhou Ke'er's mind again, and there seemed to be a huge incomprehension in them, as if they couldn't believe that someone would refuse this situation.

Zhou Ke'er was too lazy to beep with it, anyway, he couldn't even speak now.

Now for him, there was only one way left - and that was to consume all this massive amount of evil, which had to be compressed to a point that he could barely bear.

Thereupon... As if subconsciously, Zhou Ke'er used the superficial knowledge of manipulating spiritual power before, gathered a steady stream of evil in his hand, squeezed it into a ball, and then launched it violently, looking like something like a virtual cannon.