Although Zhuang Zhou was swung a hundred meters away by the phantom of the underworld and hit partitions, glass, walls, etc. repeatedly, he did not feel any damage to himself.

This is due to Master An Shen stimulating all the attributes in Zhuang Zhou's expression.

Otherwise, given Zhuang Zhou's original physical fitness, he would have been shattered to pieces long ago.

Also, when Zhuang Zhou was hit by the arm of the phantom from the underworld, his body trembled suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt very sleepy, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.

This is the natural state of Zhuang Zhou who received the inheritance of ∞ gold coins and recognized its owner.

That is, when the master encounters huge physical harm, ∞ gold coins will spontaneously produce a protective shield from the master's body, protecting him impregnably, and there is no way for the outside world to detect it.

At that moment, Zhuang Zhou's entire brain suddenly fell into chaos, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Although this state only lasted less than a minute, when I woke up from the waiting hall, I was already in high spirits.

Zhuang Zhou was not woken up by Gui'an, nor could he be woken up by Gui'an's few slaps.

He lowered his head and was disgusted by what Gui'an said when he heard the G6666 high-speed train mentioned in the waiting hall announcement.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help being slightly stunned after hearing this.

He muttered: "The G6666 high-speed train was obviously swallowed up by the phantom of the underworld, but what was said on the radio was a train failure."

"This is obviously concealment, lies and deception!"

"At this time, the truth must be told to the public!"

Zhuang Zhouyi suddenly became angry, raised his head and announced loudly: "Passengers, the station and the broadcasters, they are deceiving you. The G6666 high-speed train has been swallowed by the phantom of the underworld------"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

The moment Zhuang Zhou raised his head and looked around, he saw that apart from himself, Gui'an and the Black Liquid Messenger, there was no one else in the waiting hall.

Zhuang Zhou looked at the chaos in the waiting hall in astonishment, and couldn't help but cursed: "On my day, there is not a single ghost, so what kind of radio is being broadcast? Who is this broadcast for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black liquid messenger replied calmly: "This is for the three of us to listen to!"

"ah------"

When Zhuang Zhouyi heard this, he immediately exclaimed in surprise.

He hadn't fully reacted yet: "Are we going to take the high-speed train? Where to go?"

"We do want to take the high-speed rail, but not now."

The black liquid messenger looked at the void in the middle of the waiting hall and replied in a deep voice, with a bit more solemnity in his voice.

Zhuang Zhou was extremely confused after hearing what the black liquid messenger said, and was about to ask again.

But at this moment, the deathly atmosphere in the waiting hall suddenly increased several times.

The entire waiting hall suddenly became eerie, lifeless, and as cold as an ice cave.

Zhuang Zhou stared, but the purple light in his pupils did not bloom, which meant that some functions of the ∞ gold coin in his pupils were not activated.

He looked around in surprise, but it was still empty. Apart from the three of him, there was no other living thing in the entire waiting hall.

When Zhuang Zhou was surprised and doubtful.

On the ground in the center of the waiting hall, there were suddenly several "click, click" sounds.

The sound was very harsh, like stepping on a pile of brittle bones.

Zhuang Zhou and others hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from.

All that was seen was that the messy, scattered tables and chairs in that location were instantly crushed to pieces by an invisible force.

Then, a gust of dark wind suddenly rose from the ground, scattering the broken objects in all directions like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

In the blink of an eye, there was nothing on the ground at that location.

Only the gray-white tile surface was showing a faint black light.

In the blink of an eye, a dark cloud of smoke suddenly appeared in mid-air on the ground.

This ball of smoke is constantly rolling, like a dark cloud that is constantly gathering and billowing.

This smoke ball, in the pitch black, exuded a solid and rich smell of corpse, which was dull, depressing, and frightening.

Zhuang Zhou also felt a gloomy, cruel and ferocious murderous intention.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the jet-black smoke, the Black Liquid Messenger's face immediately darkened, and the bronze crutch in his hand trembled slightly on the tiles.

Then, he solemnly exclaimed: "The Phantom Killing Group of the Underworld!"

Zhuang Zhou saw the face of the black liquid messenger, smelled the corpse air in the smoke, and at the same time felt the killing intent in it.

It has been twenty-seven years since he was born. How could he have seen such ghosts appearing one after another that made him frightened?

Zhuang Zhou heard the exclamation of the black liquid messenger, his body trembled, and he felt panic in his heart.

He couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice: "Phantom Killing Group of the Underworld?"

"Black Liquid Messenger, what kind of ghost is this? Why do these things in the underworld become more disgusting every time?"

The black liquid messenger heard Zhuang Zhou asking several questions in succession, and felt the panic in Zhuang Zhou's heart.

He couldn't help but said angrily: "You brat, what you saw is just a drop in the bucket."

"The Phantom Killing Group, as the name suggests, is the Phantom Killing Group. It's so simple and easy to understand, but you can't understand it?"

"You are no longer a three-year-old child. You have to learn to use your brain to think about problems."

"Also, since you have been recognized as the master by ∞ gold coins, you have to use your eyes that are fused with ∞ gold coins to see the problem, and use your full attribute element skills to solve the problem."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of ∞ gold coin strength? Wouldn't it be a waste of the affection and high hopes that Mr. Anshen and I have for you?"

Zhuang Zhou was scolded by the black liquid messenger, and he was angry in his heart. He opened his mouth and cursed: "My God, black liquid messenger, fuck your uncle, I------"

The black liquid messenger really couldn't stand Zhuang Zhou's dirty words, so he also cursed: "Damn it, you stinky boy, you know how to spit shit all over your mouth, can't your mouth be cleaner?"

Zhuang Zhou immediately became speechless and could no longer curse.

He couldn't help but have a look of guilt on his face.

But he still complained: "Black Liquid Messenger, I--although I have the inheritance of ∞ gold coins, I don't know how to use ∞ gold coins. How about you teach me?"

"After all, I am just a rookie, and I was forced to do this by you in just a few hours today."

When the black liquid messenger heard Zhuang Zhou's complaint, he couldn't help but be stunned. He was doubting and hoping that the boy in front of him was wrong.

However, he thought to himself: "It's true. The kid in front of me has completely changed into a different person in just over three hours."

"Although this brat has no moral integrity, his potential is endless, and his progress can be seen. Even the powerful people in his own planet may not be able to make such rapid progress in his lifetime."

"What's more, although the ∞ gold coin was completely successfully integrated by this kid, and the ∞ gold coin recognized him, it was his first time possessing it, so he would definitely have no experience."

Thinking of this, the hope in Black Liquid Messenger's heart rose again.

However, he still replied angrily: "You brat, I have never used ∞ gold coins. If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Then, he added another reminder: "Kid, keep those three fires in your heart, and everything will be possible!"

Zhuang Zhouyi was stunned and asked stupidly: "What three fires?"

The black liquid messenger rolled his eyes at Zhuang Zhou and said fiercely: "It is the fire of justice that you burned just now, the fire of justice that hates evil as much as hatred, the fire of bravery that regards death as life."

After Zhuang Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but be extremely surprised and said doubtfully: "The fire of justice, the fire of anger, the fire of bravery? I--do I have it?"

Gui'an saw that Zhuang Zhou was doubting himself again, so he cheered and encouraged him.

He shouted sincerely: "Boss, you have it. Just now, you relied on three fires to kill the phantom monster of the underworld!"

After Zhuang Zhou heard this, he immediately thought of the huge phantom of the underworld.

Thinking about it, at that time, it was indeed because I saw the sins of the phantom of the underworld, Sansheng Sanshi, that inspired the anger, justice and bravery in my bones, and then I rushed forward directly.

Zhuang Zhou glanced at Gui'an and saw the admiration and sincerity on his face.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but feel inspired. He straightened his back and his whole body was filled with strength.

Gui'an's unintentional words of encouragement hit Zhuang Zhou's arrogance, self-esteem, and hidden vanity deep in his heart.

Zhuang Zhou always knew his shortcomings.

He remembers every word of the comments made by his class teacher in elementary school, middle school, high school and even college.

Zhuang Zhou muttered silently: "Dear head teacher, under certain circumstances, people have vanity and arrogance, which is not necessarily a bad thing!"

"Sometimes, it is possible that it is just vanity and arrogance that ignite hope, help oneself overcome difficulties, and help one continue to grow!"

At this time, the pitch-black smoke group had disintegrated in mid-air.

It was broken down into ten small groups of different sizes.

These ten small clouds of black smoke did not show their entire true bodies like the previous phantom of the underworld, but only their heads were exposed. They looked like ten ghosts and monsters with heads and no bodies.

They did not make any extra moves or pauses, but directly surrounded Zhuangzhou, Gui'an, and Black Liquid Messenger.

When Zhuang Zhou saw the faces of these ten people, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Their faces were completely replicas of Lord Hong from the underworld, mottled like old tree bark, with deep wrinkles all over their faces.

But their faces and facial features are exactly the same as the giant phantom of the underworld whose neck was cut by Zhuang Zhou just now, and they both have two long and sharp fangs.

Zhuang Zhou picked up the fang in his hand and compared it. It was much shorter than the ten in front of him.

He secretly guessed: "Judging from the thickness of their fangs, the strength of these ten phantom killers is much higher than that of the behemoth in the room."

I began to mutter in my mind: "What should I do if they come to kill me?"

"Should we run, or should we wait to die?"

"Can you outrun them?"

"There is no one in the waiting hall. Could it be that they were all killed by this phantom killing group? But where are their bodies?"

At this time, the black liquid messenger's shout suddenly sounded in Zhuang Zhou's ears.
Chapter completed!