Wang Zhuo finally confirmed that he was in the phantom formation, and a smile appeared on the corner of his cat-faced mouth. Because these two scenes confirmed that Luo Hou had inherited the formation diagram from him. In other words, Wang Zhuo stood on Luo Hou's side.
On my shoulders, I saw nothing in the bottle, just like strolling in my own back garden, without any pressure.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhuo no longer hesitated and walked directly towards the control room of the formation in the bottle.
But what Wang Zhuo didn't expect was that even though he knew how to avoid the lethality of the formation, he still almost died.
Not only are there countless dangers and dangers in the formations, but just talking about the thunder formations, Wang Zhuo believes that even if the tiger king arrives, he will definitely be destroyed with one blow! And looking at the rolling thunder, it is estimated that a group army will come
The Tiger King will also accept them all with a smile.
Looking at his claws that almost turned into gray, Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly.
The last few sky thunders turned out to be spherical. With the natural cat attribute, Wang Zhuo almost cheered and ran to play with it. Even so, after being stimulated, one of the sky thunders still flew horizontally, hitting the target at a distance of
He is in a depression thirty thousand miles away.
He was too far away to hear the sound, but within a moment, there was a scorching heat coming from the ground. Wang Zhuo could smell the smell of barbecue...
After walking through the last hybrid formation called Yuan Magnetic Formation, Wang Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, he was in a place that looked like a cave. The entrance to the cave was blocked by gray mist, and no light shone in. There was not much in the cave. There was a brass plaque hanging high, and a light cyan light glowed in the center below.
The water pool. Beside the water pool, there is a stone tablet with large characters written on it. In addition, there is a black jade slip in the corner. There is nothing else.
During the Thunder Formation, Wang Zhuo walked on his forelimbs. Now that his forelimbs were injured, he could only lift them up and use his hind legs to walk.
Because of the uniqueness of a cat's body, once Wang Zhuo takes a big step, it is easy for him to pull his balls. Because of this, the time he wastes in the Yuan Magnetic Array is several times that of breaking into other formations.
Slowly walking to the water pool, through the light cyan light, Wang Zhuo could clearly see the bronze plaque hanging on the wall. There were four words written on it, which seemed like hieroglyphs. After just two glances, Wang Zhuo felt dizzy.
, as if the soul is about to come out of the body.
None of the four characters are in terrestrial characters, but Wang Zhuo seems to have known them since he was born from his mother's womb. It seems that either Luo Hou's hidden memory was transmitted to him by the Nine-turn Demon Pill.
These four words are exactly what Luo Hou said before, "the other courtyards of the underworld".
Wang Zhuo no longer paid attention to the plaque. He felt that if he looked at the plaque any longer, his soul would be sucked away by it. His eyes turned to the erected stone tablet. All the words on it were in the same font as the plaque.
There are a lot of words, and it starts with an introduction to the origin of the Underworld Villa. Wang Zhuo looked at it carefully, and his originally peaceful face gradually became serious.
When Wang Zhuo heard the word "underworld", although he didn't care about it verbally, he immediately thought of the legends that have existed in China for thousands of years: Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Soup, Bull-headed Horse Noodles, and the Ten Palaces of Yama.
And this "Bellow Courtyard of the Underworld" is exactly where it came from underground to the human world.
Rather than saying that this bronze bottle is a magic weapon, it is better to say that it is a portable cave. It is carried by the king of five senses in the fourth hall of the Great Hell under the Wo Stone in the East, one of the Ten Halls of Yama.
's "office".
And the green water pool next to the stone tablet turned out to be one of the legendary small hells in the fourth hall, the medicine-filled small hell!
After Wang Zhuo read this, he quietly took two steps away from the pool. No matter what the difference between the medicine and the enema, the words "little hell" made Wang Zhuo feel cold all over.
Then looking down, there are three unfamiliar and difficult to understand formulas.
What Wang Zhuo learned by applying it was the first one. When Wang Zhuo wanted to memorize the next two formulas, Wang Zhuo suddenly felt a trance. The fonts of the two formulas flickered in and out, making Wang Zhuo unable to read them at all.
clear.
The same was true for the Heavenly Demon Art before. Wang Zhuo was not too surprised, just a little disappointed.
He also hoped that the bronze bottle would save his life at critical moments in the future, but now he had no control over this treasure except that he could enter and exit freely and enlarge or reduce the copper bottle.
At this moment, if there was a powerful cultivator who saw Wang Zhuo's hairy and disappointed face, he would first lament Wang Zhuo's bad luck, and then say something to Wang Zhuo.
Although you look quite cute, don't think too cute, you are so cute!
Even if you are a powerful person who has transcended the tribulation stage, it is impossible to completely refine this magical weapon of this hell. Otherwise, how can you let the true immortals deal with it?
Wang Zhuo is also open-minded. He can even accept the fact that he transformed from a human into a cat and a small steel cannon into a enoki mushroom. What kind of cruelty can defeat him? Skip the formula, and the font size becomes smaller and seems to change.
Write as another person.
"Luo Hou, Uncle Luo! You have finally done something good. I will take your portrait with me when I get the chance. If nothing happens, I will definitely light up two cigarettes and say goodbye!"
Wang Zhuo couldn't help shouting while looking at the small print.
These small words describe exactly the effect of "medicine-filled little hell"!
"The medicine in the small hell is made from a collection of most of the precious and extinct Zhiyang medicinal materials in both worlds of heaven and man, combined with evil spirits! It is naturally attractive to any ghost, but no matter how high the ghost is, as long as it is
If you eat a drop of **, you will definitely feel like a fairy. Your true energy will grow for thousands of years!"
"Brother, I'm going to change my job!" Wang Zhuo stared at the little hell that was emitting light cyan light. He felt comfortable no matter how he looked at it. Then he looked down with interest, shouting in his heart, don't have any buts, don't have any buts!
"But! This is exactly the evil thing about the little drug-filled hell. The world says that I, Luo Hu, ignore the common people, but I think that hell is purely a place for those schizophrenic perverts in the fairy world to watch a show! The ghost cultivator's cultivation level has skyrocketed in the last moment,
He was beaming with joy, but at the next moment he was unable to withstand the two realms of heaven and man, especially the heavenly medicine, and even exploded!
They will not be able to bear the endless pain caused by the power of the Sun, and will die in agony all night long!
The more you drink, the slower you die. Unfortunately, I didn’t pay attention, so I drank a full three kilograms... It seems that the fault is not mine, but the whole world!!!"
"Nah! It still happened." Wang Zhuo was disappointed again, and at the same time he was very happy about Luo Hou's experience. "Well, by the way, I want to say to the 10,000 virgins out there, you can go with peace of mind, there is no one with the surname Luo.
Less suffering. But then again, why are there fewer and fewer virgins nowadays? It turns out that they were all murdered by someone named Luo!"
The fine print is not over yet, but the gestures are getting more and more chaotic. It can be seen that Luo Hou has been seriously hurt both emotionally and physically.
"The little drug-filled hell is indeed well-deserved! But I discovered that this hell has several benefits!
The most intuitive benefit is the evil spirit! As long as the evil spirit is separated from the power of the Zhiyang medicine, although the evil spirit will not add any true energy and mana, it is the best item for refining the evil corpse!
The biggest benefit of this hell is refining medicine. Even though I am well-informed, I still can’t believe it!
Although these Zhiyang medicinal materials are hard to find in the world, they have long been combined with evil spirits and small hells, and have gone through various changes that are unknown to me due to crazy people. No matter whether mortals or immortals take the Zhiyang medicine directly, they will not have any effects.
Effect."
"We have reached a critical point again!" Wang Zhuo closed his eyes first and shouted in his heart again: There must be a but! There must be a but!
After that, Wang Zhuo opened his eyes and read the next paragraph with concentration.