The hall of Hades was littered with fallen corpses, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the eighteen pillars depicting the eighteen layers of hell still stood there, and the fierce ghosts on them seemed to be greedily watching the bloody hall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blood of the blood shadow figure in the copper tripod on the offering table when it was broken, like a trickle, slowly seeped into the ground along the strange lines of the copper tripod.

Zhao Min was quietly paralyzed in Zhou Cong's arms, if he hadn't erupted in time, maybe he would have died long ago. Her big playful eyes flashed, and there was a strange light in them, like a pool of spring water in the dim faint light.

Zhou Cong gently held it up, and Zhao Min, who was a little pale, looked at her with a faint smile on his face and said, "Do you know?

"Giggles" Zhao Minjiao laughed again and again, and then said a little lonely: "If I can really scare you, I would rather be in danger forever, at least then you will worry about me!"

Zhou Cong was silent, there were some things he couldn't answer, or there was no answer to emotional matters at all. Since he can't promise anything, all he can do is pretend to be alienated.

Slowly looking away, his words became a little indifferent, and even more impersonal: "If the effect of the drug disappears, then get up, we still have to save Yiyi"

Zhou Cong said the word Yiyi seriously, as if to remind Zhao Min that he already has Yiyi, and it also seemed to remind himself not to be casually amorous.

"Hmm!" Zhao Min agreed and stood up suddenly, his delicate body shook, but he still stubbornly held on to the offering table beside him, steady his staggering steps, but muttered thoughtfully: "Sister Yiyi is so lucky!"

After Zhao Min finished speaking, he sighed again, a pool of spring water seemed to flow out of his eyes, and he raised his head and stopped talking.

"Lucky?" Zhou Cong couldn't know what Zhao Min meant, but he didn't want to be too cold to her, so he accosted: "Poisoning is also lucky?"

"Lucky!" Zhao Min nodded affirmatively, his lips opened lightly, and he said slowly: "If there is someone who can treat me like you do to Sister Yiyi, I would rather be the one who dies of poisoning!"

Silent!

There was silence in the hall for a while, only the sound of the two of them breathing.

After being silent for a long time, it became depressing, Zhou Cong had nothing to say, broke the embarrassment, scratched his head and said: "Presumably, the ancient tomb of the Hades King is under this temple." ”

Zhao Min said: "Since the sacrifice to the Hades requires pouring blood into the copper tripod, doesn't it mean that this copper tripod is the key to entering the tomb of the Hades."

"Boom!" The hall shook violently, Zhou Cong's fist was hard, and it slammed into the copper tripod, the iron fist that could open the mountain and crack the stone in the past, but it was helpless against the copper tripod, and the ripples on the copper tripod flowed, easily eliminating Zhou Cong's attack invisibly.

"Brother Zhou, don't be brutal, let's see if we can turn it" Saying that, Zhao Min stepped forward, stretched out his Qianqian jade hand, and held it on the two ears of the copper tripod.

The hand just approached the copper tripod, and in an instant, the red mangs soared, and the blurred lines in the tripod gradually became clear, and in the buzzing sound, a ripple-like shock shot towards Zhao Min.

Poof! Zhao Min squirted a mouthful of blood into the copper tripod, and suddenly the ripple attack immediately converged, and the circulating lines turned into obscure runes, and slowly rushed into Zhao Min's eyebrows.

Zhao Min's eyes were closed, his delicate body trembled slightly, and the beads of dark red sweat the size of beans flowed down drippingly, and in a short time, a piece of purple-black blood flowed under his feet.

The copper tripod shook even more, the runes rotated faster, and in this airtight temple, a whirlwind rolled up. Furious, with a little bloody aura, it quickly poured into his body, and Zhao Min's momentum was also changing dramatically.

Suddenly, the red light triumphed, and suddenly faded, and the copper tripod and the rapidly rotating runes were quickly printed on Zhao Min's eyebrows, condensing into a small red tripod-shaped flower yellow.

The originally black and shiny long hair has also turned into a strange red, and the delicate face is even more charming and moving, and the bumpy body erupts with a fire-like heat.

Zhou Cong looked at Zhao Min worriedly, picked up her hand, and put his hand on her meridians, the feeling of ice muscle and jade bones disappeared in an instant, but in exchange for the warm fragrance of nephrite jade, which was as hot as fire.

"What's going on, are you okay?" Zhou Cong called softly.

Zhao Min opened her eyes slightly, and in an instant, a red light like a substance flashed in her eyes, and she said, "It's okay! ”

"Oh!" Zhou Cong then asked, "Are you a Danshi now?"

"Wupin!" Zhao Min replied.

Zhou Cong couldn't help but be surprised, ordinary first-grade Danshi are all famous doctors on the mainland, and second- and third-grade Danshi are estimated to have already become the elders of the major super sects, but I really didn't expect that Zhao Min would directly become a five-grade Danshi because of this bronze tripod.

Surprised, happy, happy, can't help but sigh!

Xi is for Zhao Minxi, but sighs for Liu Yiyi, after all, the five pins of Danshi are not enough to solve the poison in Liu Yiyi's body.

Zhao Min seemed to see Zhou Cong's thoughts, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"Where are you going?" asked Zhou Cong.

"Find the thousand-year-old corpse liquid and save Sister Yiyi!" Zhao Min walked out of the hall without stopping.

Zhou Cong had to follow, and followed Zhao Min around the main hall, behind the main hall was gray and foggy, and there were faint trees overgrown.

The two of them walked towards the depths of the thick fog, the miserable gray mist, surrounded the dead trees on both sides, and there were jackdaws crying on the trees from time to time, pecking at the corpses hanging on the dead trees.

If it weren't for the profound cultivation of the two of them, I am afraid that they would have lost their minds and fallen into this sea of fog.

Suddenly, a burst of mournful music wafted in, and the wind howled. There were two people in the distance, white paper clothes and white hats, white faces and thin faces. Like a rootless one under his feet, he floats over.

"Hehehe!" The two paper-clothed men laughed strangely: "Who, dare to break into my hell realm and disturb the Hades King Qingxiu!"

Saying that, the two of them each held a mourning stick, hanging a gust of yin wind, and beckoned to Zhou Cong and the others.

Zhao Min sacrificed the copper tripod to protect himself, Zhou Cong's iron fist burst out, and the wind was like a knife, tearing the two pieces apart. A breeze passed, and all the confetti gathered in one place, and in a moment it condensed again.

The two of them held a mourning stick, their bodies were like wheels, fast like a whirlwind, and they only saw the shadow of the stick in an instant, but they did not see the shadow, and the two of them were like ghosts of hell, flashing to Zhou Cong in a flash, waving their arms together, and smashing the head and face with the stick on Zhou Cong.

Zhou Cong hurriedly flashed, the divine fist burst out, and the domineering fierceness was the nemesis of all evils, and with Zhou Cong's full strength, it didn't take a moment to be a piece of debris.

Suddenly a strange wind rolled up, confetti flew, and a strange sound sounded faintly in the air, like singing, and like screaming.

"Once you enter the land of Hades, you will die without a life!"