The sharp sound of breaking the air flew quickly from far and near, and it was just a blink of an eye, and the sound had already stopped outside the main hall, and the speed was as fast as the wind and thunder, which showed the strength of this person.

Han Chu sacrificed an invisibility talisman and at the same time ran the Jade Cicada Breathing Technique, and his figure gradually became transparent, disappearing without a trace on the wooden rafters carved with gorgeous patterns on the dome of the main hall.

"Not good!"

An exclamation came from outside the main hall, and an extremely fast figure suddenly appeared in the main hall, and at the same time, a rich fragrance of demonic filthy grains permeated the main hall.

The body is burly, two meters above and below, the waist is round and fat, the whole head is smooth without a trace of hair, the waist circumference and height are almost similar, at a glance it looks like a huge Roshan, holding a square pole in his hand, and the top is the golden Zen staff of the statue of men and women.

The appearance is kind and kind, the eyes are solemn, and the skin is even more delicate like a woman, even in the dim hall at this moment, there is a faint radiating cloudy crystal luster, but she is wearing a pink light gauze coat, revealing her fat belly, which looks very weird and nondescript.

"Damn, how could anyone be one step ahead!"

The visitor quickly searched around the main hall, staring at the empty offering table with cracked eyes, and the broken face of the incense burner scattered around and emitting faint smoke.

"Hell, hell, Lang Evil Place, once a thousand years! How could it be a step too late! Damn! Damn!!"

His brow twitched, and his hands slapped on the offering table in a hysterical howl of rage.

The smoke clouds in the hands are filled, just a palm of this thousand-year-old red pine carved simple offering table will silently dissipate into fine dust, the texture of the thousand-year-old red pine is not as tough as the dark iron, not to mention that although this offering table is not a magic weapon, but it has also been refined, this person is broken, which shows that the magic power is strong.

"Damn! I'm really lucky, how could I meet such an old devil!"

Han Chu stared at the burly figure in the main hall, muttering depressedly in his heart, if it weren't for the aura of this old demon who was suddenly revealed, Han Chu would not have imagined that the Five Desires Demon Venerable Zhao Changsu would actually look like this.

Han Chu's brows fluttered with a depressed face, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, these old demons with names and surnames are really not fuel-efficient lamps, just like this Zhao Changsu in front of him, ordinary people only know that he has profound mana, and the five lewd gods and demons are infinitely useful, but I'm afraid no one knows that this old demon's body is so strong.

Looking at the fat flesh that is as warm as jade and the divine light looms, it is obviously a supernatural power that can only be revealed by a superior body quenching technique.

Although it was really a fight, Han Chu might not be weaker than this old demon, but now that the opening time of the Little Netherworld was limited, Han Chu was calculating in his heart to find more rare treasures, but he didn't want to waste his time entangled with this old demon.

"Boom!!"

With a muffled sound, the whole hall shook slightly, and the sound of the "snort" machine spring continued to come out from the inside of the metal wall, shining brightly, and a suffocating coercion quickly rose and diffused in the hall.

The two heavy stone doors of the main hall slowly closed inward, and in the heavy crushing sound, the metal poured ground rotated, and the walls on all sides were full of tens of thousands of hexagonal book pavilions changing directions in an orderly manner, and the original orderly book pavilions became countless dense rune patterns like the heads of fierce hungry ghosts.

The runes are extremely mysterious, just for people to take a second look, they can't help but dizzy, and at a glance, they are layered on top of each other, and I don't know how many layers of runes are superimposed in this entire hall.

These lines shone with a luster, and the endless roars and howls of fierce ghosts were clearly visible from intermittent and rapid, and one by one the fierce ghosts struggled to crawl out of the talismans on the wall, and these gradually clear fierce ghosts, even the weakest of them also had the aura of Jindan Dacheng.

"!!"

Zhao Changsu's face changed in shock, his fat white and red face was so frightened that there was no blood in an instant, and he screamed in panic in his mouth, and he pulled his legs and rushed towards the gate of the temple that was about to close.

A cold breath rushed from the soles of his feet to the ceiling, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on his head on the dog days, and the terrifying aura that suddenly rose in the main hall made Han Chu goosebumps all over his body.

Just in an instant, countless pitch-black ghosts crawled out of most of their bodies from the talisman, densely layered and completely covered the walls with fierce roars and howls, just by looking at it, Han Chu's heart was already half cold.

How could Han Chu not see that it was Zhao Changsu, the bastard, who smashed the offering table and touched the prohibition in the main hall, judging from the terrifying aura that constantly seeped out of the metal walls, not to mention one Han Chu, even a hundred, a thousand Han Chu, if they were locked up in this hall, they would only end up being eaten by ten thousand ghosts.

In his heart, he greeted Zhao Changsu's ancestors for the eighteenth generation cordially countless times, and he didn't care about exposing his whereabouts at the moment, and his body brought a row of afterimages from the dome wooden rafter mountain and flew down, waving his hands one after another, shooting out pieces of bright and sharp Gengjin divine light, like a storm of Jin Ge divine soldiers roaring past, carving out a passage in the roaring and biting ten thousand ghosts.

With the power of an iron-armored corpse, Han Chu forcibly smashed the fierce hungry ghost in front of him with a wide open mouth and rushed towards him into a cloud of black smoke, and before he even had time to collect the hungry ghost's thoughts, it was like a twisted golden lightning, sweeping past the crowd of ten thousand ghosts with a violent roar.

The main hall shook, and muttering scriptures suddenly came from the four walls, and a circle of dense and innumerable dark golden talismans appeared in the main hall, and these dense talismans turned into layers of rings, and the rings were superimposed from top to bottom, as many as thirty-six ways.

The speed of each rune ring rotation is different, or extremely fast, or slow like a turtle, or sometimes fast and sometimes slow, those dense rune words, the beam of light is shining, containing infinite power, it seems to be thirty-six tightly spliced huge grinding plates, and Han Chu is a small yellow bean in this grinding plate.

It was as if his soul had been punched hard, and Han Chu had a burst of Venus flashing wildly, opening his mouth and spitting out a line of blood, and before he could shoot three inches, he was completely absorbed by the thirty-six talisman rings that filled the entire hall.

"Roar"

Feeling Han Chu's blood, all the ghosts roared in unison, and a fierce scarlet came out of the green ghost fire in the eye sockets, as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and the fierce qi that was clustered together could make the heavens and the earth change color.

On the metal walls of the main hall on all sides, countless fierce ghosts and monsters crawled out of it with excitement and roar, even if there was still a small half of the body still in the shining talisman of divine light, but it was already a fierce bite and flying scratch that was not afraid of death, although the Jin Ge Divine Soldier was sharp and sharp, but it also blocked such a dense scratching and biting, and the stormy golden light only rushed out of the ghost group more than ten meters away, just like the stone sinking into the sea was torn and devoured by the surrounding ghost group.

In his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, wisps of essence blood gushed out, Han Chu's face turned pale, his brain was dizzy, and his body was so weak that he almost fell into the ten thousand ghosts.

"Heaven Selling Sword!Kill!!"

Biting the tip of his tongue to forcibly refresh himself, Han Chu's face was full of murderous energy, seeing that the two stone doors were about to close and the swarming ghost group was about to be submerged, Han Chu let out a low roar in his mouth.

A viscous scarlet fierce light filled in front of him, and the murderous aura of the Heavenly Selling Sword burst out, turning into a scarlet sword shadow that was six feet long to wrap Han Chu's body, breaking free from the talisman and breaking free from the flying ghost, and was instantly shattered by the sword qi, and all the anger was swallowed and absorbed by the Heavenly Selling Sword.

In just an instant, hundreds of powerful ghosts were poured into ashes, and where the scarlet sword light passed, a narrow passage was carved out in the crowd of ten thousand ghosts.

The sword yuan death qi in his body erupted and shone at the same time, and Han Chu came out with all his strength, like a thunderbolt and lightning, and in the extremely short moment when the passage closed, he forcibly rushed out from the ten thousand ghosts, and rushed through the small gap between the two stone doors that was about to be completely closed.

Almost at the same time as Han Chu rushed out of the main hall, there was a heavy closing sound of two stone doors behind him, and the ten thousand ghosts that made people's scalps tingle also stopped abruptly, and were completely closed by the two stone doors.

Han Chu had a cold sweat on his head, his feet couldn't help but weaken, and while secretly calling luck in his heart, he also kept greeting the master of this place, he could even place such a terrifying seal and ban in the place where the books were hidden, and even the entire Lang Evil Workshop was a terrifying killing array.

If it weren't for the supreme murderous aura of the Heavenly Selling Sword to open the way, he would be the body of the Corpse King, and his speed would be no less than the Flying Sword Thunder, even if there was a moment's delay just now, he would be locked up in the main hall, and even if he had the Heavenly Selling Sword to protect his body, he would only be eaten by ten thousand ghosts and die.

The water rippled, the heavy crushing sound continued, and the lines and talismans decorated on the surface of the entire Lang Evil Workshop instantly wriggled like living creatures, and a layer of heavy ferocious ghost qi surged out, turning into a full ten feet high turquoise flames, wrapping the entire Lang Evil Workshop.

In the crushing sound, the calm water surface on the black lake waves rippled, like a fierce monster giant mouth, swallowing up the entire Lang Evil Fang, but the pavilions and pavilions standing on the lake between breaths, and the long bridge water corridor all sank to the bottom of the lake and disappeared.

Han Chu was stunned and cold, when he heard a fierce wind suddenly sound behind his head, and a powerful Yuan Force fluctuation emerged from behind him.

Zhao Changsu rushed out of the hall first, Han Chu made such a big movement inside, how could he not feel it, seeing Han Chu rushing out of the Lang Evil Workshop, he naturally understood that it was Han Chu who took away the things in the Lang Evil Workshop.

At this time, seeing Han Chu's seven orifices bleeding and looking embarrassed, this old demon was also vicious, and he didn't say a loud greeting, so he raised his hand and sacrificed the golden Zen staff, and smashed it straight at the back of Han Chu's head with a fierce force.

The qi exploded and roared, like a galloping horse, the rune pattern on the golden Zen staff shone with golden light, the momentum was mighty, and the power was boundless, and at the same time, Zhao Changsu's huge body also flashed suddenly, and the five-color rune in the fat palm of the demon was shining brightly, the mana was restrained, and the lines were not leaking, under the cover of the momentum of the Zen staff, it silently went straight to Han Chu's heart.

Thank you for the reward of "Arrogant Principal 88" and "Drunken Eyes of a Thousand Peaks"!

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