One Step to The End

"It's a crime! It's a crime..."

Zhao Guanren sighed and walked in the alley. He didn't say anything, his nosebleeds were released, and his haggard face was full of unspeakable pain.

"Huh~"

Qing Bai Shuangjiao followed him with a cold face, one in a white suit and a black dress, with white legs and long plates, like two beautiful little secretaries, but Zhao Guanren felt that he had suspended two black and white impermanence, and the back spine stayed vigorously. Chills.

Is this love? Do not! This is the price of pretending...

Zhao Guanren’s idea is actually very simple. Take a female devil out to pull the wind. This magnitude is by no means comparable to that of thirteen hairpins. If you can bring two female devil kings, you will be at the pinnacle of life from now on. Blow to the next life.

"That Zhao..."

Zhao Guanren turned his head subconsciously, and the two women looked up at him at the same time.

"To shut up!"

Hei Bangruo hurriedly pulled him, and the old bald head was almost taken away just now, and he whispered: "If you have something to tell me, don't recruit them if it's okay. There are a few monks in front of me, enough for you! "

"Okay! My mouth is cheap, I deserve it..."

Zhao Guanren nodded helplessly, carrying the red flame sword seized from Chi Yan, and cautiously walked to the entrance of the alley.

Unexpectedly, he stretched his head and took a look. There was a huge white jade pagoda in the front left. A big hole was smashed in the middle of the road. A deep trap was trapped in the mud, but only the flat top could be seen. The pit was not visible. The specific situation.

"Hey? Isn't this the tower seat of the Soul Suppression Tower? How come it has become an altar..."

Zhao Guanren frowned in puzzlement. There was nothing around the big pit, only the corpse of the little demon king and bounce around the ground. There were many scorched pits on the ground by lightning, but the air of black death came from the big pit. from.

"This is the foundation of the Soul Resurrection Tower..."

Hei Praruo explained in a low voice: "In fact, there are underground floors in the Soul Resurrection Tower. It is not clear how many floors are there. Anyway, it is impossible to enter from the tower. Palace Master Yuxiao opened a jade door from the side, and we only know the Soul Resurrection Tower. There is also a mystery, the guards ran out of the foundation!"

Bai Ming leaned over and said: "There must be something wrong, Si ordered them to go in for so long without any movement, either dead or trapped inside!"

"It's unclear, all fools know there is a problem..."

Zhao Guanren said: "The zongzi have been patrolling the periphery, instead of leaving a person in front of the grave, there must be something more ruthless in it, yes! Those big zongzi wearing official robes, have you played against them, how strong are they?"

"Official robe?"

The Three Devil Kings looked at him in confusion, obviously they had never seen the zombies in the Qing Dynasty, and those zombies were children in their eyes.

"Oh!"

Black Prajna suddenly realized: "You say those zombies in blue robes, they are not much weaker than ours. It's okay for me and Bai Ming to play three against each other, but no matter how many, I can't stand it. If there are even more powerful characters in it, I am afraid that only Yong Ye can deal with it!"

"Are you afraid of black donkey hoof..."

Zhao Guanren looked at the Three Demon Kings subconsciously, and the three looked at him inexplicably, but after thinking about it, they also knew that they could not be afraid of things that ward off evil spirits. After all, they were not systematic zombies.

"Forget it! When I fart..."

Zhao Guanren waved his hand and said, "Qing Ming! Bai Ming! You two listen to me, play, play, make trouble, don’t joke about your life, you have to listen to me if you want to go to the tomb, or we’ll take two shots, and we will die in the future. Don't talk to each other, have you heard?"

"Husband! When will people be disobedient? You are the head of the family, so you have the final say..."

Qing Ming blinked her big eyes dizzyingly, fingers still digging on Zhao Guanren's waist, but Zhao Guanren stared at Bai Ming again, a sign that he was about to turn his face.

"Don't wave me, what husband is called..."

Zhao Guanren quickly slapped her away and said, "Those who have passed the door do not want to call, and those who have not passed the door desperately scream. I will warn you one last time. If you dare to fight when you go to the tomb, I will fight a bachelor for a lifetime, especially Bai Ming. If you don’t obey, I’ll let your **** bloom, do you hear?"

"I'm not deaf!"

Bai Ming raised his arms and looked arrogant. The angry Zhao Guanren was really gone. He couldn't beat and beat, cursed and didn't repent. He could only walk out with a face full of misfortune. Hei Prajna also called five monks and soldiers to start the battle.

"Oh~ It's a bone altar..."

Zhao Guanren walked to the big pit and looked at it. It was exactly the same as he did before. The big pit is full of dense white skulls. A black hole has been opened on the side of the stone door, and the air of black death is all coming out of it.

"You two go in and have a look..."

Zhao Guanren squatted to the edge of the pit and beckoned. The two bald-headed monks immediately jumped down and walked into the stone gate with their eyebrow sticks. After a while, they ran out and said, "On the first floor there are only corpses, and the door on the second floor is open. , But was held up by something from the inside!"

"Go! Go down and see..."

Zhao Guanren took the lead and walked down with a knife. The base of the tower is two to three thousand square meters, but when he walked to the stone gate and subconsciously stroked the stone gate, he immediately frowned and said, "This is not the material of the tower. No wonder it will be blown out!"

The Three Devil Kings all walked over and touched them, and said in confusion, "It doesn't seem to make a difference, right?"

"No! The Soul Town Tower feels very delicate, like a girl's thigh, gentle and natural..."

Zhao Guanren assuredly said: "The door of the secret realm also has the same touch, but the base is a piece of jade, it is cold and emotionless, and there are obvious traces of carving. It is estimated that this base was made by someone else, so from the tower You can't get into the underground!"

"Then go in and see, what kind of ghost is there..."

Hei Bangruo walked in first with his Zen stick. The wide hall was empty, only the corpses all over the floor were entangled, there were big zongzis with guards, and underlings of the demon kings. He hit all the chicken feathers and the blood was blackened. The ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! It looks like a fake..."

When Zhao Guanren walked in, he found that the jade on the base was emitting fluorescence, and it had its own lighting function like that in the soul-relief tower, but he always felt that the inner and outer spaces were asymmetrical, and the inner space seemed to be more than two to three thousand square meters.

"Zhen tomb Dragon Soul! Look at..."

Black Prajna walked to the deepest Yumen. There was a golden dragon head on the wide Yumen, but the dragon head was upside down.

After the door was opened, the faucet split into two from the middle, revealing a very narrow gap. Zhao Guanren pushed it a few times but it just shook, and something was obviously pushed behind the door.

"Let me do it!"

Hei Prajna stepped forward and patted the door with a palm. Yumen opened with a "boom". It turned out that four "one eye and five" corpses were pressing on the door, and a broken Zen stick just reached behind the door.

"It turns out that they died here, no wonder I didn't notice it, there is a force here that seals the induction..."

Hei Banruo stepped in cautiously. Behind the door is a small space with a wide step leading to the second basement floor, but the second basement floor is very deep and the staircase has a twist, so you can't see the bottom at a glance.

"Eight people!"

Bai Ming followed up and looked at the **** footprints on the ground, and said, "Siming, Xuanye, and Yuxiao, the remaining five are Yuxiao's subordinates. This kind of special boot print can only be bird people, but the trailing ones don’t. Leaving footprints, they are deliberately hiding their whereabouts!"

"Killing people will leave marks, unless they are ghosts..."

Zhao Guanren squatted down and turned over a few corpses, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a bit awesome. Four people are lost in one move, and the four people are still standing in different directions. But why does such a master block the door? Yes……"

Bai Ming said immediately: "Blocking the door is not blocking people, they are just to hear the sound of smashing the door, so that someone will come down behind!"

"Smart! Worthy of being the daughter-in-law of my old Zhao family..."

Zhao Guanren turned on the flashlight and took a photo from the left and right. He stood up and said, "At least three people, one wearing iron gloves, using a wide-mouthed straight sword, one walking without heels on the ground, long golden hair like a woman, and one can Swim down the wall, not like a person!"

"Black Sea Iron Triangle!"

The three demon kings shouted in unison, but Zhao Guanren was stunned: "What Black Sea Triangle, is it Russia's Maozi Devil?"

"Black Sea Iron Triangle is one of the eighteen demon kings, one of them! Not three demon kings..."

Bai Ming said: "The Iron Triangle is the most special devil among us. The three of them are inseparable. They are not strong when they are separated, but their strength cannot be underestimated. Moreover, they are the only sailors of the dead, so they are called Black Sea Iron Triangle!"

"A group of water ghosts, come here to join in the fun..."

Qing Ming crouched on his hips with a face full of doubt, but Zhao Guanren said, "Follow him! If it comes, do it. Anyway, people also know that we are here, Lao Hei! Let your little monks clear the way!"

"That's right! It's just three water mice, let's go..."

Hei Prajna immediately let the monks and soldiers clear the way. Zhao Guanren followed him and said habitually: "Xiaoming, pay more attention to your back. Keep a little distance for nothing. Don’t bark when something happens. I’m blocking you in front. , You will be fine if I die!"

"..."

The two women were silent for a while, and the black prajna turned back with a weird face, and the expression was clearly saying, brother! I think you are a little floating, I don't know how many catties you are.

"What look in your eyes, my own woman, who I don't protect..."

Zhao Guanren raised his head arrogantly, but he was also cursing in his heart, grandma is a leg! Didn’t you say that you can eat soft rice?

suddenly!

A cold little hand clasped his ten fingers, only when Bai Ming leaned in his ear and called to his husband, then he ran away shamelessly. The excited Zhao Guanren's heart was shaken, but he hadn't had time to sigh, one. The shit-stirring stick was posted again.

Qing Ming hugged him and said softly, "Husband! You are so kind to others, and they want to kiss you, just like last time!"

'not good! To die...’

Zhao Guanren's heart jumped suddenly, only to see Bai Ming suddenly turned his head, two fires suddenly appeared in his eyes, and said angrily: "Zhao Guanren! Have you kissed this little bitch? Get out of me, Either she died or you died today!"

"You're a bitch! I shot you a yellow face to death..."

"Ah~"

Zhao Guanren screamed and rolled off, Hei Praruo stepped away calmly, without any waves on Xianghe's face. After snapping his fingers lightly, he directly opened his voice with the five little monks and presented a poem. Free "Great Compassion Mantra".

"Sing your sister! I won't live anymore, I can't live..."