White Bone Monkey King

How could Jin An's slight change in expression be hidden from the experts present, who asked him what was wrong and whether he had discovered anything?

Jin An did not answer immediately, but chose to speak into his ears and tell him about the malicious eyes he noticed.

"Let me tell you, how could these obsessive demons give up the opportunity to escape from the evil mirror platform so easily and suddenly become obedient? It turns out that they knew that we were escorting the bronze coffin and were waiting for us." Xuan Lei, the most fiery-tempered Master, The divine consciousness sent a message and cursed.

Taoist Zhanmu's spiritual consciousness transmitted the message: "It doesn't matter, just follow the plan, wait for the hard work, sit back and wait for the rabbit, these are the best strategies for military strategists."

So, everyone pretended that nothing happened and continued on their way without any expression.

Not far away, the speed of the coffin truck slowed down again. At this time, a lot of black hair was entangled in the wheels and horseshoes. These hairs were connected to the bloody scalp, mixed with the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and stuck to the wheels and horseshoes in large quantities.

There is especially a lot of human hair in this area. In the mountains of corpses and bones along the way, a large amount of human hair can be seen hanging down like dense felts.

It spreads out in the distance and reaches behind the blood mist, as if there is no end.

A large amount of terrifyingly black hair can be seen everywhere, coupled with the gloomy scene here, giving people a chilly and ominous feeling as soon as they enter.

The coffin truck continued to move forward, its wheels stuck to the horses' hooves, and the number of bloody dead people's hair entangled continued to increase.

However, these tangled hairs of the deceased could not stop the coffin truck at all. The hair that entangled the wheels along the way was easily torn off and could not wrap around the wheels.

However, there was too much hair from dead people here. If one foot was torn off, several more feet of hair would be wrapped around the wheels. The hair accumulated thicker and thicker along the way, and the wheels and axles were all covered with thick layers.

Master Chi Yuan took action at this time. His seven orifices spit out the Samadhi True Fire, one of the Taoist sacred fires, and burned the dense hair of the dead wrapped around the wheel axle. Black smoke was emitted, and its stench was like a rotten corpse, wherever the coffin truck passed. The air is filled with ashes.

Everyone in the car held their breath to prevent the ashes from entering their mouths and noses, but they couldn't stop the ashes from getting on their hair, faces, and clothes, making some of them look disgraceful.

Elder Jinque of Yujing flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind blew out, scattering ashes all over the sky. The blood mist immediately turned gray, and the already poor field of vision became shorter again.

Among the ashes that were blown away, there were flames that had not yet burned out. The blood mist, ashes, and little flames formed a ghostly scene in the sky of the evil mirror platform, as if there were thousands of resentful ghosts and ghost fires floating around, surrounding the movement where they were. The coffin cart whirled.

Um?

The Yujing Jinque elder noticed that something was wrong and immediately stopped, but the sparks in the sky still ignited the human hair felts that were everywhere here.

Crackling!

The fire burned ragingly, igniting those hairs crazily, and quickly spread around, turning into a mountain fire within a few breaths.

The coffin truck was caught in the mountain fire.

The changes in the evil mirror stand are far more than that!

All of a sudden, the stench hits your face, makes you feel dizzy and stuffy in your chest, and has the effect of enchanting the soul, as if it will defile the human heart, fall into hell, and never wake up.

At the critical moment, Jin An sent a wind-fixing bead from the stomach pocket around his waist to calm the wind.

The fire was started by the wind. Once the wind stopped, the fire stopped, successfully preventing the fire from expanding and also successfully preventing the coffin truck from being besieged by the fire.

Jin'an's wind-fixing bead has shone brilliantly many times. As soon as he sacrificed it, he was recognized by everyone. Taoist Zhanmu praised: "It's a blessing that this wind-fixing bead helped us escape from the fire mouth today."

Jin An continued to use the Wind-Fixing Pearl to stabilize the surrounding wind, thereby suppressing any possible signs.

Jin An answered with a smile: "Even if we don't have this younger generation's wind-fixing pearl today, the seniors can easily handle it."

Without the obstruction of the fire, the coffin truck continued to move forward. Along the way, there were several cases where the hair of the deceased was too entangled, and they were all burned to ashes by the real person Chi Yuan. This time with experience, these ashes can no longer fly all over the sky and pose a threat within the range of the Fixed Wind Bead.

But the speed of the coffin truck slowed down again.

Going so deep into the Nie Mirror Stage, the influence brought by the Nie Mirror Stage continues to increase.

On the contrary, the mischievous lady in black had a relaxed journey. The saying that the predecessors planted trees and the latter will enjoy the shade is perfectly appropriate to be placed here.

I don’t know how many miles the coffin truck has advanced, but the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord suddenly reminded in a startled voice: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal! The spiritual eye you asked this Dao Lord to stay near the blood monk suddenly lost contact with his spiritual consciousness!"

Everyone was alert and asked if they saw clearly whether it was the bloody monk who took action?

The Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue replied: "I don't know. I didn't see anything. I suddenly lost contact with my spiritual consciousness!"

As soon as the evil god's voice fell, he warned again in alarm: "Something is coming!"

"But it's not a blood monk, it's a broken-faced woman made up of many women's faces. Huh? The spiritual eye was noticed by the broken-faced woman after just one more glance."

"The girl with the broken face has only one face, no head, no body, no hands, feet or limbs. Instead of the body, the face is covered with black ghost hair. There are so many ghost hairs, like a black tide emerging from the sea of ​​bones and corpses!"

"Another spiritual eye that I left behind has been destroyed!" The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Dao Lord sank.

Obviously, this was the obsessive demon who almost besieged their felt hair area just now.

If it weren't for the miraculous effect of Jin An's Wind-fixing Pearl, this girl with a broken face would have appeared at the beginning.

"Blood Monk, Shattered Face Girl, why do I feel that these obsessive demons appear one after another, each one is more sinister and cunning than the last, and each one is more powerful and difficult to deal with."

Everyone sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, their souls and bodies glowed with divine light, ready to fight.

This time the Obsession Demon comes well prepared, and there will definitely be a fierce battle. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get through the hell gate this time.

Just when the war was about to break out, something unexpected happened again.

In the blood mist ahead, I saw figures moving again. This time, it was not one figure, but two blurry figures.

"Two demons?"

The coffin carriage would not stop moving because of the changes in the evil mirror platform. The headless pottery horse continued to pull the chariot and quickly approached the two demons in front.

"Um?"

"Huh?"

"This is?"

There was a sound of surprise. The so-called two demons were actually an old man in shrouds who was split in two from his skull to his waist. Only a bit of skin around his waist was connected. You could even clearly see the wounds that were also split in two. bone.

After the old man in the shroud was split in two, his eyes were separated by several feet, one to the left and the other to the right. When he was stared at, a creepy chill crawled up his back and up his neck. The Yang fire in both shoulders became weak, just because The gaze between the left and right eyes, which are several feet apart, is too absurd and weird.

It was precisely because they felt that the old man in shrouds was too weird that no one took action immediately. As the coffin truck left, the old man in shrouds was quickly left behind until he could no longer be seen.

But before they could think about what kind of obsessive demon the old man in shrouds belonged to, two vague figures appeared again behind the blood mist in front of the coffin truck.

Looking at the familiar figures of the two demons, everyone's eyes became serious.

As the coffin truck got closer, I saw the familiar back of the shroud!

"When did this obsessive man run in front of the coffin truck?"