Drawing cards can't save the weird world

"Bang" a group of flames exploded, dispelling many dead souls blocking the barrier. The three of them took the opportunity to rush out.

The fat man took the lead and acted as a meat shield in the front, with the bastard box and the ghost-killing gourd hammer in his hands.

He didn't dare to use the yellow leather gourd on his waist. He was worried that if he burned himself out, the oxygen would be exhausted, and the three of them would suffocate to death on the ground.

Behind him is Colt, who is holding a special psychic revolver, and he also shoots left and right.

It has to be said that the Bureau of Mystery is already at the forefront in terms of psionic firearms. His two special psychic revolvers are extremely powerful, and they can also be equipped with special ammunition, and can also trigger special effects and so on.

Often the dead souls that Fatty couldn't completely kill with two shots, Colt could kill with one shot.

At the end is the "weak" Zhao Hao surrounded by a dozen or so paper figurines.

Zhao Hao divided the souls of the dead with an enchantment, so that they could not pounce on the three of them from mid-air like a tide.

You must know that one of the main attack methods of the dead soul is to come out through the body, taking away a certain amount of heat and vitality in an instant.

With so many dead souls rushing towards them in such a small space, they can kill people in almost an instant!

Even if a transcendent has the spiritual power to resist, they can't withstand so much.

Zhao Hao also pretended to be a full-time auxiliary mage by throwing a few talisman papers to repel those ghosts who looked more ferocious and powerful.

The three of them fought for a while, and the ghosts killed several of them, and the cooperation improved, and they started to move forward.

Those dead souls saw that a strong attack was not enough, and there were still a few cunning ones left, and they still wanted to make a surprise attack from the stone wall, the sky and the ground.

This caused a lot of trouble for the three of them. There were often dead souls reaching out from the ground to grab the ankles of the three of them, and when they caught them, they would let go, consuming their spiritual energy.

Zhao Hao had no choice but to work part-time as an observer to observe the movement of those dead souls through the ground, and then directly beat them to death.

After marching for more than ten minutes, a dozen more dead souls died, and the rest were even more cunning and difficult to deal with.

But the three of them also came to a hall.

Those corridors before were simply artificially modified, but this hall is obviously willing to show traces of excavation.

There are even some relief stone carvings on the surrounding stone walls, and there is something like a shrine directly opposite, but I can't understand what is enshrined, like a ball?

Under the shrine, a large piece of hundreds of white bones crawled on the ground, already a little decayed and brittle, at least they were dead people a hundred years ago.

These should be the bones of those dead souls. They died here, and their souls could not enter the Netherland. Instead, they were constantly strengthened by Yin Qi, gradually obliterating their spirituality and becoming resentful spirits.

After entering the hall, those dead souls dispersed with a huff, and those who drilled into the sky and escaped from the ground all ran away at once.

The three of them guarded back to back, not knowing where those dead souls were.

Zhao Hao was very curious about what was enshrined in the shrine, so he asked, "Cort, do you know what god is enshrined in Wan Zhan? The god of death? Or some strange god? Is it that spherical thing?"

Colt glanced at the thing that looked like a big stone ball in the shrine and said: "Yes, that is the existence enshrined by the Ten Thousand Deaths. I don't know what it is, but it is definitely not the god of death, not the god of death from any civilization or god. It's not some deceitful god either. God knows what they believe in."

Colt, a young man from a young family, ran errands for the Bureau of Mystery when it was first established at the initiative of the United Nations World Defense Organization.

It can be said that at the age of eighteen, I stood like a minion~

When the Mystery Bureau participated in the extermination of the Ten Thousand Deaths, he participated in the stronghold in Amei. Although the defense was deployed a few kilometers away, he was an insider after all.

The three approached the shrine, and Colt carefully looked at the utensils and other arrangements on the shrine. As time goes by, it becomes difficult to identify.

But the fat man suddenly squatted down, squeezed a handful of dirt, rolled it, and even moved it up to his nose to smell it.

Zhao Haoxin said, could it be that Captain Mojin smelled the smell of earth?

But the fat man said: "I said, why can't the souls of the dead here escape? The little ghost obviously left the cave for some reason, but he still couldn't leave the house. He was already saved, and he was pulled back halfway from the Netherland!"

Zhao Hao asked: "Why?"

"Look at this soil?"

Zhao Hao glanced at the sticky black soil: "The black soil layer is very fertile?"

"Fat fart! This soil can grow crops, this is the soil of the underworld!"

Hades? !

Netherland is used to describe the entire underworld, hell, and underworld. And this soil was taken from the underworld!

It is not easy to go deep into the underworld to fetch soil back! That is to say, the original Wanzhu Association could do this kind of thing, and ordinary organizations really couldn't handle it.

When Colt heard about Netherland, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "I understand, it is a kind of eternal life ritual of the Ten Thousand Death Society! There are also many factions inside the Ten Thousand Death Society, and many of the theories and paths are even opposite. The top mainstream My idea is that death is unstoppable and is the highest existence. So it can only be said that I can only embrace death calmly.”

"But there are also extraordinary people who join the Ten Thousand Deaths Society in order to surpass death and achieve eternal life! This is a small genre, and it must be suppressed. The soil of the underworld was spread on the ground for the ceremony, in order to simulate the underworld of a superficial world, so as to deceive The rules of death..."

As Colt was talking, suddenly a large group of dead souls rushed up from all directions howling. That energy was ten times stronger than before!

It was like a spontaneous zero-yuan purchase just now, but now it's more like being forced to charge by a machine gun in the back! Don't care about life and death at all!

If one person dies, ten people are unstoppable. Thousands of people don't want their lives, and the world is rampant.

So what does it look like for the seventy or eighty dead souls who don't want to die? !

Fatty immediately activated the exercises, and his whole body exuded a gleaming white light. Although he looked white and tender, he looked like an iron wall. The dead soul hit it, let alone penetrated it, and bounced far away.

He blocked the largest number of dead souls, standing still like a rock on the coast.

The psychic technology equipment on Colt's body issued a sharp alarm, blocking the impact and bite of all the souls of the dead, and was on the verge of collapse. He fired again and again, in all directions like a gun fighting technique, and the loud noise of the gunshots echoed in the underground space.

On the other hand, Zhao Hao, who was at the back, faced only a few sporadic souls, and was blocked by paper figurines, so he was relaxed.

But at this moment, a dead soul with a withered face suddenly appeared behind him. It exudes black smoke all over its body, and when it appears, the air suddenly drops by more than ten degrees, and even hoarfrost appears. The five or six paper figurines behind Zhao Hao turned into scraps of paper without any resistance.

Zhao Hao felt that his whole body had suddenly fallen into a hole in the ice, and his muscles seemed to tense in reflex, making him almost unable to move. The two yellow evil talismans attached to his body were burned to ashes in an instant, which hardly played a delaying role.

The ghost behind him is the archbishop, who presided over the ceremony and induced these people to commit suicide. It's the great wraith with 4 stars of black iron!

It had already observed the three of them from the very beginning, and finally decided to use the functional assistant Zhao Hao as a breakthrough.

This person has the worst fighting ability. Once he gets close to him, he may not even have the ability to resist. At that time, one of the three will die, and the combat power will plummet in an instant...

The archbishop planned well, opened his mouth like a black hole, and sucked in a sharp breath towards the back of Zhao Hao's head.

It wants to suck the soul of an extraordinary person! There is nothing more loving than the soul of the extraordinary Yunhai psionic power!

Then in the next moment, a large golden psychic handprint several circles larger than the lid of the pot was directly patted on the archbishop's body, spanning more than ten meters, and smashed it onto the rock wall with one palm, leaving a ten-deep hole. Mahamudra of a few centimeters!

[Mage Vajra Palm]!

In the next second, Zhao Hao jumped in mid-air and pulled out the dragon-slaying knife. A three-meter-long knife slashed across, leaving a crack several meters deep on the rock wall. The archbishop, who had not yet pulled himself out of the rock wall, said Without making a sound, the two halves dissipated.

"Fuck! What's going on?" Fatty and Colt were startled.

Colt: Is that how you work as a support? !

But Zhao Hao blinked at the two of them, and said: "I only have the ability to attack with this one attack. It just happened to hit me." As he spoke, the Dragon Slaying Knife in his hand also dissipated, and his spiritual energy became thinner, making his body crumbling It's like the period of weakness after opening the berserk.

The next second, a pair of black hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed his feet.

Then, milky white activated dragon tendons flew out of Zhao Hao's cuff, instantly entangled the two ghost claws, and pulled them out... Zhao Hao stabbed down, and the archbishop in midair was killed again.

"Not dead yet, be careful!" Zhao Hao shouted.

Just now Zhao Hao winked at the two of them, and induced him to say that he is a three-second man, all of a sudden.

The archbishop believed it, and immediately carried out a second sneak attack to take revenge, but was tricked by the old silver coin again.

But, what is going on with this Archbishop?

He was already hacked to death, and his spiritual energy has dissipated, but he can still be resurrected?

If Zhao Hao hadn't received fate points, he wouldn't have thought that the other party was not dead!

"It's a ritual! The undead ritual! Destroy this ritual!" Colt shouted.