Chapter 3: The Maniac

"Gollum."

Ling Shuangshuang touched her neck and swallowed her saliva, took a deep breath in fear, turned to her senior brother and hugged her fist, her voice was sincere, and she said sincerely: "Senior brother is wise, little sister, thank you senior brother for saving her life!" ”

If it hadn't been for her senior brother to stop her, maybe her head would have fallen to the ground and turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.

Zhang Zhi looked funny but couldn't laugh, the shocking changes in front of him were really cruel and sudden.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his hand and made a move, and the four purple-clothed monks who had been controlled by the puppet silk appeared out of thin air, like their sword weapons, and jumped into the battlefield of the living dead, killing all sides.

The black mist condensed into a huge and hideous beast, holding a torch glowing with black light, following behind the four purple-clothed brothers, constantly burning the fire, specializing in the aftermath, and extinguishing many living dead in a short time.

Zhang Zhi and others, who were still covered in blood, who were still fighting hard next to him, were stunned.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu chuckled,

Being in the hell of the living dead, it is like walking in the woods, leisurely walking in it with an umbrella.

The rain was pouring down, and from time to time, there were missing living dead or people fleeing for their lives hitting Luo Jiuqiu's feet, if it was the former, without exception, all of them were burned to ashes by her neck, and if the latter was kicked, they were kicked away.

Not long after, several mortals who fled and howled for their lives were kicked to the roof of the eaves by Luo Jiuqiu, their clothes hanging at the corner of the eaves like broken kites, swaying with the wind, howling and crying, but they managed to save their lives.

At this moment, Baiyun City changed dramatically again.

A white light erupted at the gate of the city, and it exploded violently.

The rain receded and the wind stopped, and things changed from late night to day.

In the blink of an eye, the scorching sun hung high, the heat scorched, the water vapor was dried, mortals howled and screamed, fled for their lives, the living dead were everywhere, and blood and stumps were scattered everywhere.

There were more than a dozen monks in total, whether they were well-intentioned to save people, or indifferent, or drifting with the tide, none of them could leave the city, and they were completely trapped here, and the living dead were surrounding and biting, and it was difficult to think of it.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang saved many mortals, and they were also bitten several times by the living dead, with wounds on their bodies, long swords and short arrows slashed, and runic paper formations flew over, but they were also a little tired after fighting for a day and a night.

The good news is that the living dead, though they can't be killed, can be frozen to slag or burned to ashes, so that they can die completely.

Seeing that the number of living dead in Baiyun City was getting smaller and smaller, there was something wrong with the monk again.

Some monks suddenly found that their movements were becoming more and more stiff, their minds began to gradually become dizzy, and their spiritual power became unstable, as if they were about to lose control of their bodies.

Finally, some of the monks suddenly stopped moving, and the living dead who wanted to bite the past directly skipped these monks and pounced on the other living people.

The monk who suddenly did not move, stiffened for a long time, suddenly slowly raised his long sword, looked up and showed a wicked smile, his mouth was drooling, his eyes were red, and he roared and joined the ranks of the crazy living dead.

The sudden change suddenly led to an escalation of chaos, and even some monks were chased and screamed.

Luo Jiuqiu kicked away the monk who suddenly went crazy, but he didn't directly twist the other party's neck.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sky exploded with fireworks, dazzling and dazzling, as if in celebration.

On the ground, there was chaos and bloodshed.

There were more and more living dead and mad monks in Baiyun City, and more mortal people ran out from all corners of the city.

Soon, the streets were filled with people, mortals, monks, the living dead.

Fireworks debris fell, and the smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air.

The earth suddenly began to tremble, cracks flashed, and many people fell before they could react.

There was even a raging fire falling from the void like a meteor for no reason, and the flames soared into the sky, and the flames instantly spread throughout Baiyun City.

Those who were lucky enough not to fall into the crack were either chased and bitten by the living dead or burned by the fire that suddenly appeared.

Purgatory on earth, nothing more than that.

A trace of boredom flashed in Luo Jiuqiu's eyes, and between his fingers, a trace of black smoke swirled and overflowed.

But at this moment, a cold and nervous voice suddenly sounded.

"Hehe, welcome to this earthly purgatory. Did you guys have a good time? ”

The sudden sound seemed to have the ability to pause time, the chaos in Baiyun City stopped in an instant, the cracks paused, the flames subsided, the living dead and the frantic monks suddenly stood still, and the fleeing and screaming crowd was stunned on the spot with tears in their eyes.

As the voice fell, a black-clothed figure descended from the void, trying to spread its arms, as if controlling everyone present in the air.

The man in black had a squinting expression, an evil smile and arrogance, his eyes swept over everyone present, very arrogant, but when he swept over Luo Jiuqiu, a trace of jealousy inevitably flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Obviously, this person has been hiding in the shadows for a long time, observing all kinds of things, and naturally knows who is not easy to mess with in this White Cloud City.

But after the fear, there is more unstoppable madness.

"Hahaha!"

The man in black burst into laughter three times, raised his arms and shouted, "This rain is a screening!" Those with poor luck become living corpses, and those with good luck are hunted down. And this Baiyun City has long been buried by me with seventy-seven forty-nine formations, and you are only allowed to enter but not to leave! So friends, please enjoy the next feast! ”

The corners of Ling Shuangshuang's mouth twitched, and she bumped her senior brother Zhang Zhi with her bloody arm, and said, "I'm afraid this person is not a madman?" ”

Zhang Zhi's expression was solemn, he nodded in agreement, and at the same time pulled his junior sister and silently moved closer to Luo Jiuqiu.

The madman continued to introduce himself: "Contemptible and high, high and high, noble and respectful, smart and studious since childhood, once picked up a strange book by chance, and since then he has taught himself to cultivate immortals, and he has been quite successful. It's a pity that I have been living in this ordinary mortal Baiyun City, and I have met a few foreign monks along the way, but the ways are different and do not conspire with each other. I don't think you're too weak in the way of good luck, I'm afraid it's not my fellow way? Presumably, you are also willing to work with me to purge the mortal ants of the world, leaving only the monks alive in the world, right? In this way, the impurities will be removed, the aura will be stronger, and you and I will have a talented monk to soar just around the corner! ”

Luo Jiuqiu slowly raised her eyes and faced up to this bold person who dared to instruct others to dig her grave.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang also looked up at the proud and complacent Gao Zun in unison, and sighed one after another, it turned out that this was the person the white-clothed killing god was looking for, so chic, so ...... Crazy.

There is no shortage of self-righteous people in the world, but it is quite rare to be arrogant like this.

Ling Shuangshuang couldn't help but complain to her senior brother again: "In addition to being a madman, this person is still a fool, right?" He still wants to ascend, he thinks he is the reincarnation of the four gods? ”

Tens of millions of years ago, the four ancient gods fought viciously, the heavenly pillar collapsed, the gate of heaven was closed, the immortals withdrew from the world, and the path of immortal cultivators to ascend was cut off.

And the last four gods in the world have also died, although there are various rumors and legends about the four gods, but there is one thing that is known among monks, that is, there is no hope of ascension, don't say that you are a cultivator, anyway, you can't cultivate immortals.

The solemnity on Zhang Zhi's face receded slightly, and he also felt ridiculous and lamentable.

The sober monks around also laughed and discussed.

"I'm afraid that this person has picked up a crooked book of the Four Gods? The cultivation of evil books has gone crazy. ”

"Maybe it's because your brain is not good."

"It seems that the forty-nine formations it has set up are nothing to be afraid of, and they should be broken after dozens of more attacks."

Listening to the disrespectful discussions around him, Gao Zun was furious, his face turned red, his nostrils were rough, and he grinned and waved his hand. The living dead standing still at his side suddenly ran and tore apart with a sudden howl. The frantic monk's eyes were red and dripping with blood, or brandishing swords or swinging talismans, quickly turning into afterimages and entering the battlefield again.