Chapter Twenty-Five: The Last Moment of Normality

"I, fuck fuck ......" Archaeology cursed loudly, his feet were covered with yellow rune paper, emitting a misty yellow light, leaving behind him a series of afterimages, carrying Luo Tian on his back, running for his life.

The killer in the dark night only revealed a pair of blood-red eyes, the breath of despair permeated in the darkness, the yin wind roared, the ghosts screamed, the soul chain danced in the air, set towards archaeology and Luo Tian, the rune paper in the archaeological hand flew non-stop, the golden light kept blooming, the soul chain was knocked away, blocking the desperate knife again and again, the blood at the corner of the archaeological mouth flowed, the road ahead was drowned in the darkness, the archaeology was running with intuition, and there seemed to be no end ahead!

", are you going to die here today?" said with a smile on his face, but then there was a hideous roar: "But I don't want to die yet......! "Whoosh......" killers in the dark night, scarlet eyes, radiating bloodthirsty light. At a great speed, he rushed from the eight gates into the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array.

"Life, death, shock, rest, degree, opening, view!" A huge golden labyrinth soared into the air, illuminating countless ghosts and souls scattered, archaeology put down Luo Tian, took out a black thing, faintly blood flowed on it, archaeology scolded and scolded: "If you hadn't saved my life, this thing wouldn't have been given to you! Lao Tzu was born and died, and he got the treasure from seven to seven outs! Although I can't use it...... Forget it, for the sake of you're the first one who hasn't been with me for so long. The archaeology pinched Luo Tian's mouth open and threw the black thing into Luo Tian's mouth.

"Ahem, fuck, what's going on?" Luo Tian opened his eyes and was stabbed by the golden light. The archaeologist said expressionlessly: "We may be here today." Luo Tian's face changed as soon as he heard this: "You still escaped?" The archaeologist suddenly slammed on the stone slab under his feet angrily and said: "Who the knows, this neuropathy will repair the road for such a long time! No heavenly immortal cultivator can't fly over! Or someone who has practiced "A Thousand Miles and One Eye", but he will be tired and half dead." ”

"What then?"

"What else can I do? Go home?!Waiting here to become a ghost?" Archaeology said angrily, "Then let's go, what are you waiting to turn into a ghost?" Luo Tian also said angrily, and Archaeology said angrily: "Now there are eight immortal-level fighting machines rushing into the formation, you go out?!" Luo Tian "oh" and said: "By the way, what did you give me to eat, why do I feel that my mouth is full of blood?" "Archaeology" snorted with a painful face and said: "This is a good thing that others can't ask for." ”

Luo Tian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Where did you get it?" The archaeologist said nonchalantly: "I found it in the coffin." Luo Tian suddenly exploded, his face was hideous, he grabbed Archaeology's neck, and roared viciously: "Fuck, I'll fucking strangle you!" Archaeology immediately reacted, and the two of them tore together.

The two fought for a while, Luo Tian let go first, looking at the look of joy in the eyes of archaeology, Luo Tian became more and more angry, and finally let go, changed the topic and said: "Why don't you control the formation and destroy those eight fighting machines?" Archaeology looked at Luo Tiandao with disdain: "If I could control this formation, I would have destroyed them a long time ago, I would only collect and release." Archaeology had a natural expression. Luo Tian suddenly said, "Hey, what's the matter with the look you revealed just now that you are getting happier and happier you are?"

Archaeology's expression suddenly sank, he glanced at Luo Tian with gloomy eyes, turned to the side, sighed and said: "I was born with a special physique, no matter who it is, as long as it is by my side and has something to do with me, it will die inexplicably, such as choking to death by drinking water, falling to death when going out, and being caught by the door...... It can be said that I spent seven lives in loneliness, and what is even more ridiculous is that when I crossed the Nai He Bridge, I couldn't drink Meng Po soup! The first time I actually felt good, who would have thought that every time I was reincarnated, my mother died, my father died a few months later, and then the whole family died! Even the dog I played with died! (Archaeology cries) I died again, I begged her to give me a bowl of Meng Po soup! But I was dragged by a ghost to be reincarnated! I asked the judge what I had done wrong? To punish me like this! He actually said that because I inadvertently saved a monster, I was punished by the immortals! At that time, I laughed out loud and felt ridiculous! But then hatred filled my heart, and I vowed to kill those so-called immortals! Overthrow the unfair underworld! The good deeds I did were not as good as a word from the immortals!"

"Who! disturb my slumber!" a roar shook Luo Tian's blood churned, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, archaeology was much better, but his face was pale. Archaeology said: "I didn't expect that there are immortal-level ghosts outside, let's prepare to flee for our lives." "I didn't believe it at first, but now I do!"

"Buzzing ......" A black ghost hand slapped down from the air, the entire large array shook, cracks appeared on the golden wall of light, and the archaeological hands were in the shape of holding the sky, "Book of Heaven!" At the center of the archaeological eyebrows, a broken book flew out, and the ripples of time were visible to the naked eye, and Luo Tian felt as if ten million years had passed at a glance. "What a problem! Run!" The archaeology pulled Luo Tian and ran, and Luo Tian woke up. The archaeological head is on the top of the heavenly book, and the ghost hand pats the heavenly book on it, but there is nothing, not even a layer of ripples.

Ghosts and zombies were avoided along the way, the ghost hand kept patting, and the archaeology's face was getting worse and worse, Luo Tian thought he didn't have any big problems, but Luo Tian didn't know that most of the power of the ghost hand was blocked by the book of heaven, but there was a part of it that passed into the body of the archaeology, and the archaeology had the possibility of being shattered at this time. The archaeologist hurriedly took out a herb that Luo Tian had never seen before, took it and swallowed it in his stomach, and his face became a little better.

The two of them used their strength to eat, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't fly here, the archaeology would have flown away with Luo Tian. I don't know why, the ghost of the immortal cultivator didn't appear along the way, and the two of them quickly ran to the place where they came in, and at this time, all the people guarding this place turned into military spirits, and they were bloody and evil, faintly condensed into a huge and hideous ghost, "Run? Why don't you run? I haven't played enough!"

A woman in red appeared behind Luo Tian and them, and the archaeology was no longer good at this time, and said weakly: "Brothers, we are really fucking here today! Hey the female ghost, let's discuss, how about a coffin when you die?" The female ghost looked at Luo Tian and the archaeology with a smile and said: "How can you die? I haven't seen anyone for many years, hasn't the taste changed?" When Luo Tian heard that he was going to die anyway, he was afraid of a fart, and scolded in his heart: "You are a fucking bitch, you still want Lao Tzu's body, and Lao Tzu can't die!"