I descend into the world of heaven

Chapter 388 The poor want to pick a fight

The human world is filthy. Although the ten-year Celestial Master Conference is still going on, those who obtain the Celestial Master's order are not as good as one. The underworld and the founders of these sects in the human world are still discussing whether it is necessary to continue...

The judge was silent for a while, patted the kid next to him on the head, and said in a low voice: "Go to the underworld to find Fan Wujiu, the handsome man, and ask him if he has separated the spiritual weapon to a Taoist priest? If not, I will follow the rules of stealing the spirit. If it is a weapon crime, take this Taoist priest to the evil mirror platform for investigation."

The kid responded and rolled away.

At the end of the first round of taking out the spoon from the oil pan, a mage wearing a black robe with long hair covering his face jumped in front of him and showed his hands.

Pass!

The man in black robe swaggered into the door.

The judge frowned. This mage's aura was unusual, possessing strong malice. At the same time, he was also entangled with the national destiny of the human dynasty...

The second level, cross the paper bridge!

There is a snake pit here, and there are two bridges made of bamboo strips and paper above the snake pit. The requirements are also simple, just go across the paper bridge and reach the other side to pass...

The classic scene in the movie is a mage in red with a few little tai chis printed on his face, using a big ax to cut off his own legs, and let his legs go up the bridge alone, while his body slowly follows behind. Unexpectedly, a fat mage appeared halfway, inhaling to inflate himself, crossing the bridge and stepping on other people's heads to cross the bridge. The two fought, and they all fell into a snake pit...

The little Tai Chi face was the one who had mocked Chen Chu at the noodle stall.

Chen Chu had already looked back and forth twice but could not find him. Why was he missing? He had already scanned the soul of Xiao Taiji's face with his eyes. Whether there was a small evil or a big evil, it would be fine to give him a little lesson for speaking rudely, not to mention beating him to life or death.

Cross the bridge first.

This paper bridge is not very big, only about seven or eight meters long.

It was over after a few steps of running with help, but as a precaution, he turned his palm over and wrapped a large number of silk threads around the bamboo skeleton of the paper bridge to reinforce it...

He raised his feet and stepped on the bamboo strips of the paper bridge. Suddenly his head went blank and he felt a large amount of invisible force dragging him down. The paper bridge made a creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time...

A voice came from behind: "Fellow Taoist, your way of crossing the paper bridge is too simple!" Chen Chu turned around and saw a fat old Taoist. In the play, he was the one who clashed with Little Tai Chi at this level.

The fat old Taoist took out a porcelain bottle and filled it with clear water. He chuckled and said, "Look at what I am capable of. I will only perform once, so watch carefully!"

He inhaled crazily, his body gradually swelled up, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a large amount of black smoke suddenly spewed out from his mouth and went straight towards Chen Chu!

call!

He never expected that Chen Chu would also spray out a large amount of airflow immediately.

The black smoke fell against the wind, all falling on his own face. It was unknown what kind of toxin it was. The fat old man's face was decaying rapidly, and even the facial bones inside could be seen.

"My face, my face!"

The fat old man was in excruciating pain, but he did not dare to touch his face with his hands. He threw away the porcelain bottle, hurriedly found a bottle of pills on his body and poured it into his mouth. Unfortunately, the black smoke was too corrosive, and the flesh and blood on his cheeks were gone. , the pills leaked from the cracks in the bones. He staggered around and accidentally stepped on the air and fell into a snake pit, surrounded by countless poisonous snakes...

"I can't die. I can't die. I haven't become an immortal yet. Give me... your eyes... your eyes..."

"Um?"

Chen Chu was a little confused.

He stepped onto the paper bridge again, walked to the opposite side step by step under tremendous pressure, and got off the bridge safely.

It turns out that the paper bridge is not as simple as it seems. Karma is imposed on the bridge. The more sinful people cross the bridge, they will fall off the bridge for various reasons.

The first step to get the spoon from the oil pan is a test of chance and mana.

The second test of crossing the paper bridge is your own karma...

Chen Chu started from the first world, killing ghosts and killing people. He even forgot how many people he killed. The number of people killed in this world must far exceed the total number of ghosts killed in all the previous worlds. Logically speaking, with the karma of killing, this paper The bridge could not be crossed no matter what, but it happened to be crossed...

The judge sitting on the kid stood upright, feeling a little incredible.

At this time, the little ghost who had gone out came back. It whispered next to the judge: "I asked Mr. Fan, and he said that this is indeed the case. This person may be a variable... a chance of life!"

The kid was only responsible for delivering messages and didn't understand anything else, but the judge understood it all at once.

The catastrophe of ghosts and gods is a secret that almost everyone in the top management knows. No matter how they prepare a self-rescue plan, they still have no clue. Hei Wuchang suddenly said that this Taoist priest was a variable, and even used the word vitality. Could it be that he had seen something?

At this moment, Chen Chu would not have thought that the judge he had just met for the first time would have so many thoughts about him.

He stood next to the paper bridge and did not rush to the third level to receive the Heavenly Master's Order. Instead, he quietly watched the Bat Mage and Tree Roots finally fighting.

Tree Roots did not recognize the bat mage with long hair covering his face. He thought he was a despicable and sinister passerby mage. He pushed him into the snake pit and barely managed to jump to the edge of the snake pit relying on the remaining wooden stakes of the paper bridge.

The time has come!

With a thought in Chen Chu's mind, all Meng Jie's sponge threads that were wrapped around the bridge when crossing the bridge dived into the snake pit, waiting for the Bat Mage to fall.

He took out a ten centimeter long steel needle from his pocket, bit his finger, smeared it with blood, and chanted a spell: "I sincerely invite the Lord Yinghuo Star, the Fire Bell General, the Fire Bell God, the Fire Bell Boy, and the Fire Bell Soldier. , Fire Bell General Song Wuji, drives away fire thunder, shakes fire bells, captures Bingding, and fire clouds rise up and down in all directions, covering the evil spirits. No one can come out from the inside, and no entry from the outside. Anyone who dares to violate the rules will turn the fire into dust, and rush like fire. Laws and Orders!”

The tip of the silver needle is as red as a soldering iron.

Meng Jie's sponge thread in the snake pit instantly wrapped around the Bat Mage's hands and feet, and even pulled apart every finger to prevent him from forming seals...

The Bat Mage was trapped. He couldn't move his hands, feet, or fingers. He panicked inside and roared. His black robe exploded, revealing his true face! But the moment Meng Jie's sponge disconnected, it reconnected and became more entangled...

He saw the young Taoist standing next to the snake pit, and no matter how slow he was, he guessed what was going on, and shouted: "You little evil beast, you dare to plot against me, do you know who I am! I am a great master The National Preceptor of the Qing Dynasty, the Bat Mage! The world is big and the earth is big, and I am the biggest. If you take back your little trick, I can still keep your whole body!"

Good guy, this guy’s mouth is tougher than mine!

Chen Chu threw out more than twenty steel needles with the fire bell curse to cure evil, which were pierced into the bat mage's major points, suppressing evil intentions, dispelling evil thoughts, and locking in vitality at the same time...

The Bat Mage's mana is blocked.

The soul-locking chain was thrown around his body and tied up, and the soul was tied out. Chen Chu folded a triangular talisman paper and put the soul in...

The body is still alive, the soul is intact, and rounding it off is that it is not injured, which is not a condition for completing the mission! He put his soul away and didn't see the reminder that Pewter Stone's mission was completed. He was in a good mood. Kangxi, I said you worked hard and made countless efforts to create this prosperous age!

So hard.

Pindao can't bear to help you...

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