Nightmare Apostle

"Yang Xiao, you violated our previous agreement!" The Blissful Master was furious and helpless.

"According to the agreement, I only promise not to kill you. You also said that this knife only tortures but does not kill, unless...,

you lied to me." Yang Xiao replied without any courtesy.

Also aware of his current situation, the Blissful Master could only swallow his breath and wait for the attack that was about to come out of nowhere.

About 1 minute later, the Blissful Master lying on the ground suddenly twitched for no reason, and his eyes looked around in horror, "It's coming, it's coming, I feel it!"

A few seconds later, the Blissful Master screamed, and a hideous wound appeared on his right shoulder. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, but none of the three people present saw the means of attack.

Although the blow was heavy, it was not enough to kill the Supreme Bliss. On the contrary, it proved that what he said was true. "How about it, Yang Xiao, I didn't lie to you, did I? We are all apostles of the Li generation, and we must keep our promises!"

After another test, this attack tore off half of the Supreme Bliss's face, but it was not fatal either, but it made his honor even more terrifying.

Looking at the worn-out kitchen knife in his hand, Yang Xiao's eyes lit up. He didn't expect this thing to be so magical. It was indeed a treasure of the top level of the ghost level.

In the eyes of others, the Yuyuan Sect was a cult that everyone could kill, but for Yang Xiao, it was simply a lucky treasure house. The Injury Sect gave him a soul-catching mirror, and the Rest Sect gave him a cruel knife. I wonder what good things the other six sects will give him as a tribute.

It was almost time, Yang Xiao stood up and walked towards the Supreme Master of Bliss, which frightened the Supreme Master of Bliss and he asked loudly: "What...what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I, Yang Xiao, have a good reputation for my character. If I say I won't kill you, I will never kill you." Yang Xiao picked up a stick from the ground, and the next second, in the eyes of the Supreme Master of Bliss who couldn't believe it, he used the sharp end of the stick to puncture the balloon that belonged to the Supreme Master of Bliss floating in the air.

At the moment the balloon exploded, Jile Zun was stunned. It took him a while to react and he cursed: "Yang Xiao! You are dishonest, you will not have a good end, you...

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Tired of listening, Yang Xiao took out the ghost whisk and gently wiped Jile Zun's mouth, and his lips, nostrils and the lower half of his face were broken, turning into a disgusting mass of blood and flesh on his face. Jile Zun could no longer curse, and could only make a helpless "mingming" sound.

Drag Jile Zun's half body and throw him away. While walking, he patiently explained to him that he did not breach the contract, he just promised not to kill him, but the ghost wanted to kill him, so what could he do?

"Mingming-Jile Zun's voice was excited. Although it was unclear what he was saying, it was nothing more than some auspicious words to greet Yang Xiao's family.

This time, the clown came earlier than before. Almost when Yang Xiao dropped off the Supreme Bliss, the clown appeared not far away. Along with him, there was also the cold night rain. However, this time the night rain only targeted the Supreme Bliss. Yang Xiao, who was within the coverage of the night rain, and the tourists around him were not affected.

With a few thin lines strangling the neck of the Supreme Bliss, he was hung from the ground. Soon, under the pull of a large string of balloons, the body of the Supreme Bliss flew higher and higher, and finally disappeared in the black night sky.

In fact, after flying to a height of more than ten meters, the Supreme Bliss was already dead. His incomplete body no longer twitched, and his neck was cut into a bloody mess by the sharp silk thread.

Watching the Supreme Bliss ascend to heaven, the rain soon stopped, and the clown not far away also disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiao turned around and suddenly found Lu Chenzhou lying on the ground with tears streaming down his face. He asked in confusion: "Brother Lu, this man is extremely evil and will cause endless troubles. Why are you crying for him?"

"I am crying for myself." Lu Chenzhou looked like he had no desire to live. He raised the clay figure in his hand. One of the clay figure's feet was twisted and its head was also damaged, but the most serious injury was in the lower body, between the legs.

"Hiss--"

Yang Xiao felt pain just by looking at this injury. It is conceivable that Lu Chenzhou will be backfired by his own ability soon. Looking at the injury under the clay figure, Lu Chenzhou may have to explain his next life.

No, if the three injuries are combined, he may not even have a chance to survive.

This time, he was able to kill the Supreme Bliss and the Old Man of the Decayed Wood, and Lu Chenzhou played an indispensable role. Yang Xiao also wanted to do something to help Lu Chenzhou. He took out the ghost lantern and shone it on the clay figure, but the clay figure did not respond at all. On the contrary, Lu Chenzhou made a "" sound.

After being enveloped by the green light, Lu Chenzhou suddenly changed his appearance. His head was bleeding, his right foot was twisted unnaturally, and it was obviously broken. The area between his legs was soaked in blood, as if he had suffered a serious injury. But strangely, Lu Chenzhou did not feel these injuries on his body, and his right leg could move freely.

Yang Xiao was also confused by the scene in front of him. He tried to move the ghost lantern away, and the next second, Lu Chenzhou returned to his original state.

Trying again, Lu Chenzhou turned back into a poor blood gourd.

After two times, Yang Xiao suddenly understood that there was nothing wrong with his ghost lantern, but Lu Chenzhou. He shone the appearance of Lu Chenzhou who suffered a backlash from his ability soon after. Before he could think about it, the person involved, Lu Chenzhou, suddenly shouted, "Brother Yang, you...try it again, I seem to feel...feel better."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao no longer hesitated and intensified the mental power injected into the ghost lantern. As the flames jumped, the green light further intensified. A few seconds later, a shocking scene appeared. The injuries on Lu Chenzhou's body were actually visible to the naked eye. The speed recovered, the wound slowly healed, the broken and twisted right foot was gradually pulled back by an invisible strange force, and the blood on the pants on the lower body also flowed back bit by bit. Although Lu Chenzhou could not see this scene, he could vaguely see it. He could feel that at the same time, the clay figure in his hands was also changing.

The injuries on the clay figure were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The recovery speed was consistent with Lu Chenzhou's body under the green light. But soon, Yang Xiao could no longer use the ghost lantern due to exhaustion, and the treatment was forcibly interrupted.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his backhand, Yang Xiao, who was extremely tired at this moment, could not hide the shock in his heart. The ghost lantern in his hand could not only break ghosts and walls, but also had a strong restraint effect on cursed magic weapons. In the previous battle, Lord Bliss, if the ghost lantern hadn't suppressed the female ghost, the consequences would have been disastrous.

But at the same time, he also felt the danger of the ghost lantern. In the last few seconds before he exhausted his strength,

He saw a vague ghostly face appearing behind the lampshade of the ghost lantern. It was the face of a child, with a braid rising to the top of his head.

Sure enough, these supernatural objects are very dangerous, especially when his mental power is about to be exhausted. Once he loses the suppression of these things, he will be backlashed and die miserably. No wonder the magic weapon is definitely not useful to the apostles. The more, the better. Generally speaking, the life span of an apostle who masters 3, or even 4 or 5 magic weapons will not be long.

Yang Xiao is very self-aware. He is able to live happily until now. In addition to his own excellence, what is more important is his ability to be a good sister.

"Brother Lu, this is all I can do." Yang Xiao said frankly.

Lu Chenzhou looked at the clay figurine that had mostly recovered from his injuries, and then looked at Yang Xiao. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment. He had never heard of this magic weapon that could resolve the curse, let alone seeing it. This man was really A beautiful baby!

What he saw was a paper lantern that glowed green, a short stick of no apparent material, a rusty kitchen knife, and a handful of silver dust. It seemed like there was also a mirror. This was 5 It's a piece of cake, this serious apostle actually has 5 magic weapons on his body!

No wonder he can become enemies with the Yuyuan Sect. How can ordinary people dare to offend those lunatics from the Yuyuan Sect?

"Brother Lu?" Seeing Lu Chenzhou just staring at him without speaking, Yang Xiao was shocked. He thought that the ghost lantern had side effects in saving people, and that it might have damaged his brain.

"Brother Yang, my eyes have been opened today." Taking a deep breath, Lu Chenzhou couldn't help but sigh that the gap between people was so huge.

Yang Xiao secretly sighed in his heart. He had no choice, otherwise he wouldn't be where he is now. Once upon a time, the best life he could think of was to stay at home and write scripts.

Suddenly, there was movement from the blood donation room not far behind him. Along with a burst of cyan light, the ground shook violently. The entire playground became unstable, and the behavior of the surrounding tourists and staff became weird.

The black night sky above the head is like a cracked eggshell, with countless cracks. Through the cracks, you can see the foggy gray space outside. The contrast between the black broken sky and the gray space beyond is strong, and the fog is like a living thing. Rolling and struggling, he rushed towards the world where Yang Xiao lived along the gap.

At the same time, Yang Xiao couldn't help but shudder. He could feel that something was coming out of that gray space.

A green halo enveloped him and Lu Chenzhou at the same time. The strange power enveloped the two of them. In just a few dozen seconds, Lu Chenzhou was completely analyzed and finally teleported out. But when this green power wanted to corrode Yang Xiao, , as expected, was blocked by the opera robe again, which was more like a rude test.

Not long after, the scene that worried Yang Xiao the most finally appeared. He was noticed by an inexplicable cold force. The gray fog that invaded the world began to show signs of gathering towards him, and deep in the fog,

A stiff figure loomed.

Just like last time, this mist seemed to have the characteristics of decay, corroding the buildings and tourists that it came into contact with. The roller coaster tens of meters high crashed to the ground, and the big pendulum also tilted down, and then submerged deeper into the ground. in the mist.

Yang Xiao, who was completely shrouded in the red light of the opera robe, could not move. The moment before the gray mist was about to touch him, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, the entire amusement park collapsed, his body fell suddenly, and his consciousness disappeared.

When he woke up again, he was still lying on the cold cement floor. This was the A-shaped passage he came in. There was no one around. The passage was cold and damp. Behind him was an old wooden door. Through the crack of the door, there was still Gray mist can be vaguely seen.

Lifting his left arm, all the injuries on his body have recovered, but his mental strength has not. He now feels very tired, not physically, but mentally, and his head is throbbing with pain.

The next second, a cold prompt sounded, echoing in the narrow passage: "Congratulations on passing the selection competition for Ding and others. You have obtained the basic qualifications to enter the Xiaozangjing Pavilion. You can freely access materials below the You level. , but remember, you only have one chance.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned. Information below the You level was of no use to him. What he wanted was the information on the soul-capturing mirror, from which he wanted to find a way to deal with the ghost in the mirror.

The old-fashioned iron horn above the head sounded again, and the mechanical synthesized sound was hard and cold: "If you need to check higher-level information, you need to participate in a higher-level competition. There will be news notifications later. Please leave immediately and return to your residence quickly, 5 minutes The back lanes will be closed, wear your mask, this is your ticket to the rest of the game.

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After returning to his residence, Yang Xiao threw himself on the bed and glanced at his phone. It was now 1:24 in the morning. Excluding the time he spent on his way back, he would not have spent more than an hour in the nightmare world. According to him, He estimated that he would have been delayed at least 5 to 6 hours in that amusement park.

Inside and outside the nightmare, the flow rate of time is about 7 to 1, which is similar to what he calculated last time.

Closing his eyes, the previous scenes came to mind. This time, the D-level players were almost all Li-level apostles. Moreover, these guys had different origins and different methods. It was really difficult to deal with them. He only knew that there were Qing Shan Yanyu Tower, Five Poison Temple, Yu Yu Sect, Dry Bones House and other forces, the strongest among these people is undoubtedly Venerable Bliss. This guy is the first venerable of the Xiu Sect, which means that except for the sect leader, this guy can It can be called the strongest.

He did not disgrace this name. He almost sent himself away with one move of Universal Bliss. If his good sister hadn't helped him out at the critical moment, the consequences would have been disastrous.

This person's mental strength is obviously one level higher than his own, reaching about the level of Li level, on par with Master Chenghuang. The remaining people include the old man from Five Poison Temple, the tall and thin man from Dry Bones Zhai, and His teammate Lu Chenzhou should not be underestimated either.

This is just a game for Ding and others. The opponent in the next game will definitely be more difficult. If he didn't need the information about the soul-telling mirror to save his life, he would not be in this muddy water. But now it's too late to say anything. He must have one. The road turned dark.

"I'll try to be as humble as possible in the end, and try not to conflict with others unless it's really unavoidable." Yang Xiao set rules for himself.

He had no dreams, and the next day was uneventful. Until the evening, when it was just getting dark, Yang Xiao received a message from the competition, reminding him that he could sign up for the next level competition, that is, the C-level competition, as long as he won , you can gain access to the Xiaozangjing Pavilion's quiet-level materials, but the above also specifically reminds you that you can only access it once, that is, one piece of information.

Yang Xiao replied without hesitation and agreed. He came here just for the soul-capturing mirror. He would rather die in the next game than allow his body to be taken away by the ghost in the mirror.

At about 9 o'clock in the night, a "squeaking" sound of a cart appeared outside the door, stopped, and then there was a knock on the door, "Hello, Mr. Sui, the dinner you ordered has been delivered."

Hearing the young voice, Yang Xiao walked quickly to the door and looked out through the peephole. He saw a young man wearing a chef's outfit and a mask appearing outside the door. There were three stickers on the stainless steel dish cover of the dining car. Words: Brother Sui.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Cha? Yang Xiao opened the door quietly. Yang Cha quickly pushed the dining car in. After closing the door, Yang Cha took off his mask.

When Yang Xiao came to visit late at night, he knew there must be something urgent, so he immediately asked: "What happened?"

"The list of your next game is out. Game C 3. There are 11 people participating in the competition. 11 will advance to 4." Yang Cha sat on the sofa and said seriously: "There is someone here you should pay high attention to. Prisoner 3 "No, there's something wrong with this guy."

"What's wrong?"

"In the two games he participated in before, he was the only one who survived." After a pause, Yang Cha corrected, "That's not accurate. In the second game, besides Prisoner No. 3, there was one other person alive, but this person... ..crazy.”

“Crazy….

"Yes, and he is completely crazy. It is precisely because of his madness that we learned the true identity of this person. He is a traitor general of the Xu family in Haibei. He betrayed the family because he took a magic weapon. Since then, He once served as the deputy general of the Law Enforcement Hall in the clan, and his methods were not weak. Now that he is at least at the Li level, he can be forced into this...

Yang Xiao nodded thoughtfully, "It's unlikely that a person of this level was frightened by ghosts. I'm afraid he suffered inhuman torture from other guys. He is the prisoner number 3."

"Yes, I think so too. In the two games, 3 to 4 people can qualify in the end, but this prisoner No. 3 kills all the people every time. He is definitely a ruthless person with very cruel methods. Brother Yang, You must be careful," Yang Cha advised.