Chapter 582 Everything can be peeled (two in one)

In the silent darkness, everything loses its meaning, time stands still, and the invisible fear is the most heartbreaking.

Ordinary animals and plants have long been extinct, and only monks who master magic can survive.

More than thirty Taoist disciples gathered in front of the bonfire, and the light of the silver-gray flames could only barely cover a two-meter area.

They seemed to be in the deep sea, and the frozen air was filled with indescribable coldness.

The occasional sound in the darkness would make Taoist disciples feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, which showed that their spirits were always tense.

Han Li sat at the head of the bonfire, and their shadows connected with each other, just covering the area illuminated by the bonfire.

What is deeply strange is that all Taoist disciples covered their eyes with black cloth for fear of seeing the light of the bonfire.

Many monks were seriously injured, and their robes had already been soaked with blood.

"Ahem, cough, cough, Shao Shang, where are we exactly now?"

As soon as Han Li finished speaking, ghost figures surged around him, and a large number of pairs of blood-red eyes appeared. Judging by the number, there were at least tens of thousands of them.

The monster roared silently, staring at them with malicious eyes, and the burning flames surged, probably to guard against danger.

If it hadn't been for the light of the bonfire, the monster would have pounced on him.

Shaoshang swallowed his saliva. The technique he mastered could tell the advance and retreat through fortune-telling. Although it was not very useful in the Buddhist world, he could barely sense the general direction of where he was.

"Senior Brother Han Li."

"If we walk another two thousand miles to the northwest, we can leave Ci's territory, but I don't know if the darkness continues to expand..."

He didn't say any more, his expression was full of fear.

Because as soon as he opens his mouth, the monsters will all look at him, as if there are countless ants on his back, gnawing in the bone marrow.

Shaoshang was going crazy. He could only stay awake by the campfire and the insomnia disease that spread throughout his body, but he was still in good spirits.

Someone seemed to be blowing air next to his ears, but he knew not to open his eyes.

The flames ignited by corpses can indeed drive away monsters in the darkness, but can also cause unspeakable illusions to the surrounding creatures.

Shaoshang didn't know the content of the illusion. Every time he woke up, his memory would be fragmented, but the madness of his companions was still vivid in his mind.

The monks will continue to mutter to themselves the name of "Dingguang Buddha" until the bonfire is extinguished, and they will not escape from the irrational state.

If things go on like this, the soul will inevitably undergo irreversible alienation.

Han Li relied on Ren Qing's fungus soul to wander around the Buddhist world for more than ten days, and gradually found the monks of the Prison Hall who were trapped in various places.

It's a pity that a small number of monks have gone completely crazy, and even Ren Qing's toe separation technique can't suppress the alienation.

It was Ren Qing who discovered the laws of the Buddhist world. The flames of burning corpses cannot be recognized with the naked eye, otherwise they will be affected by the Dingguang Buddha.

In the Buddhist world, Dingguang Buddha is even more difficult to deal with than the supreme demons.

The monks were silent, the fire crackled, and the scent of grease filled the air.

When the flames subsided slightly, Han Li immediately stood up and walked towards the bonfire, taking out a broken body from the storage bag in his arms.

He dismantled the body, and threw the flesh and blood mixed with the bones into the flames.

As soon as the corpse came into contact with the flames, it almost caught fire at once. The flames became more intense, and there was a burst of panicked footsteps among the monsters.

Han Li could clearly feel that the temperature had risen to a level that a mortal could bear, and the whispering in his ears had become lighter, at least no longer disturbing.

"Han Li, leave the Buddhist world as soon as possible. This place is out of your reach."

Ren Qing woke up through the fungus soul of Han Li Niwan Palace, and Han Lifei's expression became uncertain, and finally he shook his head helplessly.

Han Li communicated with Ren Qing for a long time, and finally decided to give up breathing and continue searching for enough corpses in the darkness.

He said: "According to Senior Ren's wishes, our current corpse fuel is only enough to support the world in our stomach for five breaths."

Han Li looked around and his eyes fell on the faces of more than thirty people.

"There must be someone staying in the Buddhist world, but the corresponding blood crystals will naturally increase, and there is senior Ren Qing's split soul to guide you at any time, so you don't have to worry too much."

The monks' breathing became rapid. Even if they were rewarded with blood crystals, no one would be willing to stay in the Buddhist world where dangers abound.

Besides, this ghost place is still expanding.

If Dingguang Buddha suddenly wants to go on a killing spree, he may not even have time to react.

They could clearly sense that the monsters in the darkness were getting stronger. From the half-zombie realm at the beginning, they were now even difficult to deal with in the underworld realm.

According to the terrifying level of Dingguang Buddha, the upper limit of monsters is likely to be in the celestial realm, or even the creepy earthly immortals.

An old Taoist with a demonic vein became incoherent. He got up and walked in the direction of Han Li, cursing uncontrollably.

"It's impossible. A few days ago, we opened the door and sent away seventy-three people. How is it possible that we can't even take away half of them now?"

"Han Li, do you want me to die in the Buddhist world?"

"is not it?!!"

All the monks had objections, but due to Ren Qing's intimidation, they did not dare to make a sound. Some of them had already collapsed into hysterics.

The monster group became restless, and the footsteps became increasingly dense.

Han Li remained calm and replied: "The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, which makes the burning time of corpses shorter."

"We still have a way to survive, and we can leave without any accidents."

Corpses can only be found in the dark, usually accompanied by the sound of wooden fish knocking.

Under normal circumstances, collecting corpses shouldn't be difficult, it would be a waste of time at most, but the current situation has turned into a vicious cycle.

The monks need to use corpse fuel to ensure that they will not encounter danger, but because the darkness is getting thicker, more corpse fuel must be burned.

Searching for corpses also requires manpower. The more people there are, the easier it is to find corpses, but at the same time, more corpses will be consumed.

As a result, they simply could not gather enough corpses to send everyone back to the world in their stomachs.

As for Ren Qing's ghost, since it is only part of his body and cannot be divided into a large area of ​​shadow, it is better to protect Han Li and others.

"I will leave the Buddhist world last. There are thirteen places available next. You can discuss it."

Han Li said nonchalantly. Although Ren Qing suggested that he leave immediately, he knew that as long as he expressed similar meaning, the monks would attack him.

In the Buddhist world, when there is great noise, the dangers faced naturally increase.

Fortunately, Han Li controls the Shadowless Ghost, which can travel through the darkness in shadow form. At most, he will waste some time and cannot be trapped in the Buddhist world.

Han Li helped his comrades evacuate, which was also his choice.

Being in charge of a branch requires fame, and it is not just as simple as showing strength. You have to convince Taoist disciples.

His assurance also calmed down the monks and they started whispering among themselves.

There is no humanistic sophistication. If you want to leave the Buddhist world early, all you need to pay is benefits, and use benefits to stop other people's mouths.

Only the old man with demon pulse was still chattering. He didn't have many blood crystals in his storage bag, and he was almost destined to be the last few to return. He was somewhat reluctant in his heart.

In addition, the dangers in the Buddhist world stimulated his nerves, and the aura of demons could invisibly make people become extreme, causing them to lose control of their emotions.

The old Taoist rushed in front of Han Li, and the breath of the magic was fully exposed.

Han Li didn't waste any time talking to him. He directly reached out and pulled off the old man's kerchief covering his eyes, and then forcefully opened the other man's eyelids.

"Don't want to calm down? I can help you become calm."

The old man screamed hysterically, his expression became extremely desperate, and he tried to struggle but could not escape Han Li's grip.

Han Li grabbed the old man's neck and forcibly dragged him within two meters of darkness.

The darkness boiled like boiling water, and ferocious faces emerged one after another, urging Han Li to throw the old man into it.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The old Taoist begged for mercy, but he didn't have any of the temper he had not long ago.

Han Li threw it casually, and the old man fell to the edge of darkness, almost allowing the monsters to touch his body.

Blood flowed from the old Taoist's facial features, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

The expression on his face changed from one of fear at first to confusion, and the soul of Niwan Palace gradually grew fine black goat hair.

Han Li counted down three times before bringing the old man back, but the latter no longer had basic intelligence and was like a wild beast.

But in this way, it will be easier for the veteran to handle it.

Han Li ignored him and threw him directly to the bonfire, leaving him to fend for himself. The others saw this without any objections and even suggested using old tricks to lure away the tracking monsters.

It took them less than half an hour to finally discuss the reason and select thirteen people from the team based on the speed at which the corpses were burning.

Han Li said nothing and began to prepare a way to build the door.

Ren Qing's ghost lay quietly on the ground, and the fire was placed in the center to ensure that the light shrouded the ghost itself.

Han Li took out the few remaining eight corpses and threw them into the bonfire one by one.

The color of the flames changed from silver gray to pale white, and the coverage area spread to nearly a hundred meters, and a large number of monsters were wiped out.

The ghost shadow opened its bloody mouth, and the rate of consumption of corpse fuel suddenly increased sharply.
To be continued...