Infinite Script Killing

Upstairs in Zhenbao, Xu Tong's eyelids moved slightly.

He didn't open his eyes, but the world around him was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Da Ya and the others seemed to have noticed something, and they all looked back. They all looked happy when they saw that Xu Tong seemed to be mobilizing the flow of the surrounding air with every breath he took.

"Headmaster!"

Daya nodded her toes, looked around Xu Tong, and tentatively called out.

I saw Xu Tong raised his palm, and the surrounding air gathered into a ball of wind in his palm. As the wind ball rotated, a paper man appeared out of thin air in his palm. The face and features of the paper man, and even the clothes on his body, were similar to Xu Tong's. Tong himself looks exactly the same.

If it weren't for the unique edges and texture of the paper, no one would doubt that it was a sculpture carved in Xu Tong's likeness.

Creating things out of thin air is the hallmark of a great master.

Even if it's just a paper man.

"Congratulations to the headmaster for breaking through the shackles and becoming the Grand Master!"

Seeing this, Daya no longer had any doubts in her heart, and knelt down in front of Xu Tong to congratulate Xu Tong.

Ji Xiang looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression, the Grand Master. Once he steps into this door, he will be like a fish into the sea and a dragon into the mountains and forests. There is no place in the world that he cannot go.

This is naturally a great good thing for Jixiang and the others. After all, Xu Tong is the one to be punished. The stronger Xu Tong is, the safer they will be.

But again, after becoming a Grand Master, it will be difficult for them to withdraw from the hall, even if Ji Xiang has not thought of it this way.

"Get up and go back to rest."

The person who spoke was not Xu Tong himself, but the paper man in his palm. The paper man waved his hand, and the expression on his face was the same as that of Xu Tong.

Although Da Ya had a lot to say, when the master spoke, he still obediently returned to the hall behind Xu Tong with good luck and wealth.

Through the perspective of the paper man, Xu Tong began to re-examine the world. It seemed that for the first time he discovered that everything, whether it was the script world or the real world, had become strange.

He never expected that what he knocked on was not the door of the King of Hell's house, but the master's house.

Ever since the Master gave him the Huangquan Lu, the situation had been laid out.

No! Maybe even sooner.

Perhaps the master had already thought about today's meeting when he sent him to the underworld.

There is no record of any cultivation method of worshiping Shankou in Huangquanlu. Every page describes the process of the underworld.

Through the introduction of the book, let yourself further fictionalize a nihilistic underworld.

This is the purpose of Master.

In the words of the master, now he is the king of hell living between his own reality and reality.

As for how the master did this, the master didn't tell him. He only said that he could come in and find him when he was free.

So when we worship Shankou, one worship will cost human lives, the second worship will invite ghosts and gods, and the third worship will knock on the door of the king of hell, but is this the end?

No!

On the contrary, this is the real beginning of Baishankou.

This couldn't help but remind him of such a sentence circulating on the Internet.

Why should the efforts of three generations of my family be lost to your ten years of hard work?

Although this sentence is quite a bit cliché, I have to say that when you can say this sentence with peace of mind... it feels so good.

Put away those random thoughts in your heart.

At this time, the holy power in his body also began to decline, and was naturally replaced by a dark constitution and strong demonic energy.

I don’t know if it’s because a long separation is better than a new marriage. When I regain my dark physique, I always feel much better and more comfortable than the so-called saints.

Sure enough, depravity is the source of happiness.

After taking a look at the sky, he saw that the sun was almost setting. It would still be some time before Xiang Gongbao ascended the throne, but he was not in a hurry now.

After all, if you want to seize the dragon, you alone are not enough, but he can conclude that neither Taoist Dragon Seeker nor the eldest princess will unite to seize the dragon. Besides...

Xu Tong looked at the sky and looked with the help of the Life Eye Qimen. Although he couldn't see what was hidden in the darkness, he was sure that the people who wanted to seize the dragon were definitely not just the eldest princess and Taoist Master Xunlong.

Immediately, Xu Tong turned his eyes and looked at the rare and exotic treasures placed in front of him, and Xu Tong was happy.

It's not that I'm greedy, after all...it's all here.

"Well...why isn't eldest sister coming back..."

Inside the vermilion gate in the backyard of Qintian Prison, a little girl was holding one arm and eating snacks, crossing her legs and muttering at the same time.

"The eldest sister said that if we succeed in seizing the dragon, she will take us out of this place. I don't know where they can take us then. Well, that's fine. Then I won't have to eat these eunuchs and maids. I heard that the meat of children More delicious."

While she was muttering in her mind when the eldest sister would come back, she was thinking that after leaving the palace, she must find a girl from a wealthy family to have a good meal.

Suddenly he raised his nose.

"What does this smell like!"

An indescribable smell made her frown.

This smell was somewhat similar to the smell of monks and Taoist priests, which made her instinctively repelled.

But why does it smell like this here? ?

Where did the monk or Taoist priest come from? ?

Thinking of this, she jumped on another coffin and looked around.

But in front of them were a group of smelly and dirty zombies, all of them holding the remains of the White Lotus Sect and gnawing until they were fragrant, let alone a living person, not even a wild dog.

"strangeness??"

Seeing this, she simply jumped off the coffin, sniffing and looking for it.

"Get away!"

Impatiently, he kicked aside the zombies blocking the way. These zombies were holding their bones and chewing them happily, but they were kicked away for no reason.

But when he looked back and saw that it was the third princess, he immediately lost his temper, lowered his head and rolled to the corner obediently.

The eldest princess is not here, the second princess was burned to ashes by Fu Anning last time, and now the third princess is the little bully here.

Seeing this, the other zombies ducked aside as far as they could.

Suddenly, there was a clear space in front of her, except for a thin zombie squatting on the ground, wearing a set of clothes that obviously didn't fit well, with his back to her, holding a bone and gnawing hard.

Sniff sniff...

The third princess raised her nose and walked suspiciously behind the zombie. She looked left and right and saw that this guy was indeed a zombie. The thick aura of death on his body would definitely not fool anyone.

But why does this guy smell so disgusting?

Just when the third princess was confused, the zombie in front of her suddenly stopped eating, with a dull expression on her face, and slowly handed over the bones in her hand.

"Who wants your bones!"

Maybe it was because the smell on his body disgusted the third princess, or maybe she hated such a dull look. When she saw the bones handed over by the other party, she suddenly became more impatient.

He slapped the bones away, reached out and grabbed the neck of the zombie in front of him, lifted him up from the ground, and put it in front of his eyes to examine carefully.

"Why do you have such a strange smell? Did you take something you shouldn't have?"

The third princess looked left and right, but she really couldn't see the problem. The only thing she could think of was whether there was any special treasure on this guy.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the zombie in front of him became wandering, and he immediately covered his chest with one hand.

"As expected, take it out!"

Upon seeing this, the third princess suddenly understood and stretched out her hand to hand over the things.

The zombie hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his palm with reluctance and slowly touched the pocket in his arms, but the hand hesitated and refused to take it out.

This made the evil fire in the heart of the third princess even worse, and she urged sternly: "Hurry up! Show me!"

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to pull his hand out of his arms.

She saw the skinny palm open, and a round iron shell, like an apple but slightly smaller than an apple, appeared in front of her.

"What's this??"

Seeing such a weird thing, the third princess temporarily forgot her original purpose and snatched the thing away.

I held it in my hand and weighed it. It was quite heavy. It looked like some kind of machine treasure box, but it was a little too small.

The green iron sheet also has the words M84 marked in strange foreign characters.

There was an iron ring on it, and the third princess tried to pull it gently.

There was a "click!" sound, and the metal piece on it bounced off together with the ring.

"Huh??"

The third princess looked puzzled when she saw this, and was about to put this thing in front of her to see what the small hole inside was.

"boom!!!"

As an extremely strong light exploded in her hand, the world in front of the third princess instantly turned into daylight.

"ah!!!"

The dazzling light instantly turned the pupils of her eyes into gray-white, and her eyeballs felt as if they were about to burn.

At this moment, the zombie lying on the ground slowly raised his head, his face changed from the dull expression just now, revealing sharp fangs and claws, and he jumped up from the ground as usual, kneeling on his knees fiercely. Hit the third princess hard.

At the same time, a strong Buddha light suddenly appeared on the dark arm. No matter how much the third princess screamed, the Buddha light still hit her head hard...