Lord, I am such a good person.

"Haha, that bad old man Zhao Anchao knows how to draw big cakes. All the benefits are yours. I don't want any of them. Bah, if I hadn't received the news from Fatty, I'm afraid I would have been tricked by you. ”

Standing in the center of the gathering of earth veins, I felt as if I was in an endless ghost ruins at this moment.

The wails of ghosts and monsters kept echoing in my ears, and pictures of evil ghosts in hell being tortured appeared inexplicably before my eyes.

"Pull out the tongue and cut off the nose, peel off the skin and suck out the intestines, gouge out the heart and lungs, go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, fry in iron and steel..."

This scene looks like the legendary eighteen levels of hell.

"Is this the scene left behind by that broken brick of a wasted death? Is there a real underworld outside this world?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Relief subconsciously thought of various legends about hell on Blue Star in his previous life.

"Boom~"

But at this moment, the earth shook and the sky shook again above the collapsed cave.

Looking up, his eyes fell through the layers of lava on the ghost city of vain death.

The so-called naked goddess has disappeared, replaced by a piece of deformed, fat, and rotten [fat corpse].

The stench and filthy corpse energy broke through the fog that filled the ghost town with overwhelming force, and a large number of bloated and rotten intestines filled half of the ghost town.

The ferocious tumors on the layers of fat exploded one after another with "bang bang", and densely packed corpses emerged from them, with teeth and claws showing, and a ferocious expression.

And Han Xi looks very normal. Coupled with the black crown and crown, he really looks like the legendary King of Hell.

Of course, if you can’t let go of that [eyes are cyanotic],

In sight,

Han Xi's body looks like an ordinary person, with limbs and a body, but if you look closely, you will find that there are densely packed little faces on these bodies.

The facial features are ferocious and sharp teeth are everywhere. It looks like this body is completely made up of countless evil ghosts that have been roughly fused by a pair of big hands;

There was also the shimmering crown suit, which was clearly a layer of flesh that kept exploding but sprouted again, and was covered with layers of filthy mucus.

"[Guan Bu Jing], the power of this thing is good, but it is also really scary. Lord Buddha, most of the reasons why my aesthetics have gone astray now are because of this magical power."

He sighed, touched the goosebumps on his body, shook his head in relief and smiled bitterly,

"Han Xi was born early because of me. The so-called [Death in vain] Yama Body is not complete at all, so his cultivation cannot break through the barrier of the Five Realms no matter what.

According to the routine in the novel, this should be the so-called hatred of blocking the road. Tsk tsk, the hatred of blocking the road is irreconcilable. "

Although his tone was relaxed, Shi Ran's frown seemed to indicate that his mood at the moment was not as light as he said.

"Although there is a state animal husbandry ban, there is no guarantee that Han Xi will do anything, so just in case, it is best to leave his body here."

Having made a decision in his mind, he no longer hesitated and sat down cross-legged with relief, completely forgetting the battle above.

"[Dirty Land]·[Mud Prison]"

As a whisper rang out, a lump of black mud quietly appeared under She Ran's body.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not shit!"

He seemed to have rolled his eyes at someone, sighed and closed his eyes again in relief.

"Paji~"

The thick mud fell to the ground, and bubbles bubbled up like boiling water.

Immediately afterwards,

I saw that Shiran's originally relatively strong body gradually became shriveled up, but at the same time, more and more mud began to flow from Shiran's body.

turn out to be,

These so-called muds were actually created by Shi Ran at the expense of his own flesh and blood.

The mud slowly mixed into a ball, and then began to spread along the veins of the ghost city, very fast and silently.

At this time, if the Ghost City of Death is regarded as a big tree, then the densely gathered ground veins are the roots of the tree.

The mud that spreads along the tree roots is the soil that contains rich nutrients.

soon,

The relieved figure stood on the spot, and the whole person looked as if there was only a dry skeleton wrapped in a thin skin.

Faintly behind him, there seemed to be three indescribable twisted figures sitting cross-legged, one in blood color, one in glazed color, and one in green lotus color.

Speaking of which, Sheng Ran often dislikes how ugly and disgusting other monks are, but unknowingly, it seems that as the level of cultivation increases, Sheng Ran's body begins to faintly transform towards that [inhuman],

But there was one thing that made me feel relieved. That was that my body had remained normal, and there were no pictures that would make people feel sick to my stomach.

…

At the place where the underground veins gathered at this moment, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of the withered and skeletal chest sitting cross-legged, people might mistakenly think that Shen Ran had passed away.

And as the viscous mud spreads crazily, more and more viscous mud has already spread all over the ground of the ghost city.

It's just that the mud seemed to be blocked when it was connected to the black bricks of the ghost city along the underground veins.

Often, as soon as the mud stains those black bricks, they fall back down again in a slippery manner.

Seeing this, Shi Ran took a deep breath, and then he saw the ghost Qi that was everywhere in the ground rushing towards him instantly.

The ghost Qi of the ground began to wash over his body. Slowly, Shi Ran's blood color disappeared, and his originally fair skin slowly turned pale. His dry and wrinkled skin even produced corpse spots uncontrollably.

In his perception,

Shi Ran's aura at this moment has gradually become the same as that of the Wrongly Dead Ghost City, as if he had been assimilated. He looked no different from the Wrongly Dead Ghosts he had seen before.

"Gurgle~"

Instantly,

the mud under the ground began to boil violently,

and then the mud seemed to evaporate and turbid gas rose up.

The moment the turbid gas came into contact with the black bricks at the bottom of the city, it caused a violent reaction like water and fire.

"Zizi~"

Slowly,

one of the black bricks seemed to finally be unable to withstand the erosion of the turbid gas, and a little mud suddenly appeared at the corner of its edge.

"Shua~"

Then it completely turned into a mud brick in just a blink of an eye.

The turbid gas continued to rise,

as the black bricks were constantly eroded into mud bricks, the big tree of the City of the Dead finally slowly grew wildly in an uncontrolled direction.

"Not here, not here, where is the broken brick of the Dead?"