Chapter 292 Master Wife, I will definitely save you!
The little Taoist priest stepped forward, and everyone was extremely vigilant and headed towards the ghost gate.
Huang looked at this gate city, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. This ghost gate was a little different from what he remembered.
This ghost gate is guarded by eighteen ghost kings and gatekeepers on both sides.
It's not like the fortress in the legend, which is impregnable with copper and iron walls.
There are only figures that keep circulating, passing through the gate of hell one by one, then disappearing, and finally reappearing one by one.
With the little Taoist priest as the leader, Huang himself cut off the rear.
They followed these figures and looked into Guancheng.
Inside Guancheng, it was pitch black, and there was no Hall of Impermanence.
"National Master, according to legends and a few words in some classics, once you enter the gate of hell, you will enter the underworld. It does not belong to the human world, but to the underworld!"
The little Taoist priest looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "No living person can enter Fengdu!"
"snort!"
Hearing this, Huang sneered: "This is just an imitation building, and it is not a real ghost gate. If living people are not allowed to enter, who built this gate city back then?"
"Just keep going!"
Having said this, Huang suddenly paused slightly and frowned, forcing himself not to turn his head.
"Walk!"
This place was too weird. A hellish underworld appeared in the human world. Along the way, everyone's mood was very low, and almost no one spoke.
"Zizi, let's rest here!"
After a while, Huang looked around and said.
"good!"
The corpse nodded, and then took out dry firewood, some water and a deer from the storage bag.
Make a fire.
BBQ.
A group of people gathered around the fire. Under the light of the fire, there was a touch of warmth in the penetrating ghost gate.
"National Master, it's been half a day since we came down. Judging from the distance, this is the gate of hell. I'm afraid it's still a long way from hell!"
The little Taoist priest took a sip of wine and looked complicated.
Before entering, no one thought that there was such miraculous craftsmanship hidden under the city. Once the ancient bronze trees were exposed, countless people would flock to it.
"We have been walking for so long, but we only met the One-Horned Snake. The road was almost smooth." Huang took a sip of green ants and said to everyone: "We didn't see the demon clan, let alone the Fire Crow Army.
......."
"The people who built this place spent so much manpower and material resources, they will definitely not leave anything behind!"
Chewing the deer leg, Huang said in a faint tone: "I'm afraid it's easy to enter the gate of hell, but difficult to get out!"
"Everyone, please be careful. There are hungry wolves in front of us and tigers behind us. If we are not careful, we will die here!"
Hearing this, the little Taoist priest and Jiang Huanyue didn't pay attention, but the two old foxes Feng Zheng and Zhizi looked at each other, their eyes full of vigilance.
They all know that when the mind is unable to use it, the spiritual sense of a warrior is far more sensitive than theirs.
"I will keep vigil while everyone rests. Later in the night, the little Taoist priest will take my place!"
Huang gave the order, then hugged the Great Qin Dragon Bird and closed his eyes to rest beside the fire.
Beyond the gates of hell.
The middle-aged man held a boning knife in his hand and had deep eyes.
Along the way, he was besieged by a group of snakes, but with his method, he easily passed through the ancient bronze forest and arrived at the gate of hell.
Here, the power of the mind is suppressed. Even if he is as powerful as him, he cannot control the things within the gate of hell. However, he knows that Huang and his party are not far away.
The gate of the ghost gate is wide open, and the wind blows, bringing with it the smell of meat.
"Master Qin, the next journey is the beginning of danger!"
A flash of light flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged man: "I hope some of you can cross the Naihe Bridge alive, otherwise, I will sacrifice Manzhushahua with blood!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man
Zi fell into memories, and her thoughts were pulled away.
Everything about this underworld was forced to be recalled.
Back then, he was still young.
His teacher brought him here, and he was able to defend the city three times.
"The flowers blooming on the other side have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. I hope the medical fairy is not lying!" A trace of longing appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. After a while, the longing flooded him: "Master Wife, I will definitely save you!"
"must!"
Save the teacher’s wife!
This is how a middle-aged man can stick to the three ideals in Chengying.
Whoever dares to stop him will be killed!
........
One night passed.
The next day, Huang woke up and the group set foot on the road again.
Huang knew clearly in his heart that behind the gate of hell was the road to the underworld, and the road to the underworld was above the underworld.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a shrill roar sounded, and corpse and death energy spurted out. At this moment, the little Taoist priest's face suddenly changed: "Everyone, be careful, there are zombies!"
They are of the Celestial Master lineage, and they themselves are Taoist priests who subjugate demons and eliminate demons.
They are the enemies of the devil.
Although the little Taoist priest is young, he still knows a lot about zombies and has seen them more than once. When he heard the roar, he concluded that there were zombies here.
It's just that the level is not yet known.
But if the other party makes such a big noise, I'm afraid it's not weak.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
There was a thumping sound, and a zombie came closer from a distance. It was seen that its whole body was stiff, its nails were black and sharp, its face was green and its fangs were ferocious, its skin was pale, and it was roaring continuously.
"The whole body is purple, the body does not rot, the corpse energy cannot be controlled, this is purple zombie!"
The little Taoist judged it immediately.
At this moment, the little Taoist saw Huang being silent, thinking that Huang didn't know anything about zombies, so he couldn't help but say, "Master, zombies often have eyes like red sand, fingers like hooks, and teeth sticking out of the lips like sharp blades.
fear!"
"Zombies have no humanity and have lost their minds. They are filled with resentment because they refuse to close their eyes to death. They can absorb the moon's yin energy, use their claws as weapons, and feed on blood!"
........
"It's just a purple zombie!"
Huang Chao said to the little Taoist priest: "Be careful. The aura of death is strong here. It is also the gate of hell and the place where the underworld changes its course. It is naturally suitable for creatures like zombies!"
"Their power may be more powerful than outside!"
"Um!"
The little Taoist priest nodded slightly. He could naturally feel that the purple stiffness in front of him was indeed better than what he had seen before.
"Don't worry, Imperial Master, it's just a little stronger!"
"Um!"
He nodded, looked at Zi Zheng, and said in a faint tone: "According to legend, zombies are born from the resentment and filth of the world and are immortal, immortal, and immortal."
"Abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and man, outside the six realms of sentient beings, wandering and homeless, using resentment as power, feeding on blood, and using the blood of sentient beings to vent his endless loneliness."
"It is not controlled by the six realms and has endless years."
"In the environment here, once there are zombies, I'm afraid not only will there be purple zombies, but there will also be hairy zombies, and even flying zombies!"