Journey to the West: The Strongest Worker System

"Okay, they've all left. Give me a reason why you have to stay."

Seeing everyone leave, Xuandu couldn't help but ask Zhu Ba. There was something wrong in the other party's eyes just now, which was why he chose to speak.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng was somewhat puzzled, but he was more or less familiar with Zhu Ba and knew that he must have a reason.

Zhu Ba shrugged his shoulders. Seeing that he couldn't hide it from his senior brother, he had to express his doubts and concerns.

"That pathogen is very similar to a child I saw before, so I suspect that the corpse ghost virus appeared during the Changsheng Village, but they planned this place later."

"However, since they took so long to make this move, it is obvious that they have planned it for a long time. I don't believe that they will let the pathogen stay here so easily."

"Okay, but you still pay attention. I also sense something wrong. Your strength is not enough, so you need to be more cautious."

After that, the three of them walked towards the depths. With Zhu Ba's golden eyes that can see through illusions, even if Master Xuandu and Ran Deng can't see clearly ahead, they still easily come to the front of each other.

"Be careful, he found us and opened his eyes. The rest of the battle is up to you."

Zhu Ba reminded, and then decisively withdrew from the battle distance. The aura on the other side was a bit scary. It was scary when he was quiet before, and now it has become even scarier after opening his eyes.

The dark demonic energy and green virus smell that kept rolling on his body were obviously out of place with his thin body and immature face.

"Uh, what's going on? Is he the pathogen? But why is he so immature?"

Randeng was somewhat surprised, but both he and Zhu Ba were surprised when they saw each other for the first time.

Everyone expected the pathogen - the mutant corpse ghost king to be huge and ugly, but the one in front of them was different.

"Well, he was the child in the village when I met the coalition of the demon clan and the ancient soul clan before, but I didn't expect him to appear here. So, I chose to follow him, I hope you will be careful."

Zhu Ba's reminder is always necessary.

Randeng and Xuan nodded, and took the lead to test the opponent's attack, but it was obvious that their attack was not strong, and the attack power was directly dissolved by the black gas emerging from the mutant corpse ghost king.

The two looked at each other, and the power in their hands was slightly increased, but it was still obviously unable to break the opponent's defense. They simply continued to increase their power to attack, and finally they were able to play some role.

However, the opponent was not a good person. After enduring so many attacks, he suddenly launched an attack, and the first move was a killing move, with extraordinary momentum.

Fortunately, the two quasi-saints were not ordinary beings. They directly mobilized their magic weapons to attack. With the blessing of magic weapons, the attack would be more fierce.

It was just strange that no matter how they attacked, the darkness on the opponent was broken, but it soon recovered. The power of the darkness seemed to be more than just the surrounding black air.

The battle here was extremely fierce, and the aftermath of the battle between the two sides was not simple. The attacks of the two quasi-saints were somewhat tentative and stopped, but the mutant corpse ghost king did not mean to hold back. He started with a big move, followed by endless violent power.

Zhu Ba's eyes soon found the clues. Under his golden eyes, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a thread behind the other party, connecting him.

And the dark power was also emitted from that thread. Unless the thread was cut, the battle between the two sides would not last long.

Or in other words, the quasi-saints burst out with super terrible power in an instant, but in that case, it is likely to have an impact on the entire hell, or to be more direct, it will destroy hell and make it no longer exist.

The existence of hell obviously has a certain purpose. If it is destroyed rashly, it is obviously not good. Therefore, the two quasi-saints will choose to keep a little strength and dare not mobilize more power rashly.

Zhu Ba, who was watching, obviously understood the difficulties of his senior brother and Randeng. He simply hid quietly and followed the black thread to find it, and by the way, see if it can be cut off to help his senior brother solve the problem as soon as possible.

But this black line was obviously unusual. After Zhu Ba walked along it for a distance, he suddenly found that it was led out from behind a dark door.

"Is there a door in hell?"

This was something that no one had expected. Even from the first floor to the lower floor, there was no door, not even a so-called teleportation array.

WhoIt was not clear what was going on inside, but they just kept going into some other space, and then into the next level.

Isn't the Eighteen Hells the lowest level of hell?

Who can tell him why there is a door here so suddenly, and it is the kind of door that can be opened by twisting it.

Curious, Zhu Ba wanted to reach out and twist the door, and after touching the door handle, he gently twisted it. The door seemed to have no restrictions and could be opened as long as it was twisted.

But he still paused his actions. No one knew what was behind it, and the black line was hidden behind the door.

"Don't worry about it for now. I'll cut off this black line as soon as possible. I hope my brothers can hold on. Uh, they are quasi-saints. Such a protracted battle should be able to last for several days and nights!"

With the Nine-toothed Rake in hand, he slashed at the black line fiercely, but with his thunderous blow, he did not succeed in cutting off the black line.

"I didn't expect it to be so tenacious!"

Zhu Ba swung down again, summoning a trace of divine power, and slashed down, but still failed to cut the black line, but it was obviously eased a little, and the black color faded a lot.

Obviously this wave of attack was effective, and he did not hesitate to mobilize divine power, and continued to slash down decisively. After several times, accompanied by a slight "bang", the black line was finally cut off.

Xuandu and Randeng, who were fighting with the mutant corpse ghost king, attacked again, and were surprised to find that the dark energy on the opponent's body had not recovered this time. They immediately became energetic, and under the bombardment, the mutant corpse ghost king was quickly killed.

As a pathogen, it is indeed much more powerful than other corpse ghosts, but that power is obviously not his own. It is the dark energy that caused trouble for Xuandu and Randeng.

Now without the support of the dark energy, it is obviously not very powerful, and it was easily solved.

"I guess the changes in the corpse ghost king should be related to Tianpeng, what do you think?"

After the battle, Randeng couldn't help but said to Xuandu.

Xuandu shrugged, it was understandable, the other party obviously had some power to support its continuous recovery, and it would not change rashly.

Now it is like this, it can only be said that in addition to the two of them, the other one is the work of Tianpeng.

"Okay, let's go find that kid, I don't know where he ran to."

On the other side, Zhu Ba, who had just cut off the black line, breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt something wrapped around his feet, dragging him into the strange door.

At some point, the strange door had been opened by someone, and the black line that was originally cut off was wrapped around Zhu Ba's feet again, all of which made all this happen.

Just when he was about to be completely swallowed by the door, he saw a white shadow appear in front of him, with a faint osmanthus fragrance on his body, and he was taken in together with him.

"Damn it, I was careless and didn't dodge. I got ambushed!"