Strange recovery? Sorry, I'm cheating on cultivating immortality

"Kick. "

Kick. "

Kick. The

sound of low footsteps echoed in the corridor, like the murmur of a demon, and the strange atmosphere permeated.

The first, second and third floors are ......

Yan Luo carefully inspected every floor and every room, and found several decomposing corpses, but he didn't see a single ghost.

"You like to play peek-a-boo, don't you?" Yan

Luo chuckled and continued up.

Not surprisingly, all the rooms on the fourth and fifth floors were still empty.

"It's all gathered together?" Yan

Luo looked at the pitch-black top layer, the ghostly aura that almost condensed into substance, blocking all the light.

Taking a step, Yan Luo suddenly felt that his face and body were sticky, and he wiped it lightly with his hand, and there was a puddle of black liquid on his hand, trying to erode his flesh.

With a slight wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, and all the black liquid attached to his body disappeared.

"Even if the sheep are gathered in a flock, they can't stop the tigers from colliding.

"Numbers alone can't reverse the relationship between prey and hunter. He

took another step.

Thunder flashed behind him, muffled thunder, and arcs flashed in his eyes.

The darkness that enveloped the corridor in front of him receded instantly.

One more step, and the darkness receded again.

After a few steps, all the darkness was retracted into a room on the top floor.

"Please me as much as you want.

Yan Luo put his hand on the doorknob of the room, and the strong ghost aura eroded in an instant, but it all disappeared the moment it touched the arc around him.

In the room, there was originally a sparse sound, but at this moment, there was a dead silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

The scene in front of me, if any ordinary person is here, will suffer a cardiac arrest.

A woman with loose hair, a long white dress, and a rotten and hideous face.

A middle-aged woman holding a baby's corpse in her arms, her face as pale as paper, and her mouth still fragmented thoughts.

A butcher with a bloodthirsty knife and a grim face.

A little girl who plucked off her head and played with it in her hands, with a weird smile on her mouth.

One terrifying figure after another, the distorted limbs, the terrifying gaze that wants to choose someone to devour, and the ghostly and yin qi all over the body.

Treacherous, thrilling scenes, depressed to the extreme.

There are dozens of terrifying ghosts, plus several powerful ghosts, and the ghost aura that fills the room is like a terrifying ghost domain.

But whoever dares to set foot will have no bones left.

Yan Luo's gaze was in the middle of the room, where sat an old man wearing a shroud with a calm face.

Compared to the many ghosts around him, he is too ordinary, so ordinary that people doubt that he is really an ordinary person.

However, on that shroud, there was a little bit of blood red, indicating his identity.

This is a half-step blood-clothed ghost

It's not a half-step bloody cloth like a ghost baby, but a murderer who is really only half a step away from being able to truly step into the bloody cloth

! The leader of all the ghosts here!

" I didn't expect there to be an unexpected gain.

Yan Luo chuckled, completely unaffected by the terrifying scene in the room, he stepped out and stepped into the room.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the terrifying ghost aura in the room was agitated, enveloping him, but was stopped by a gust of wind around him.

All the ghosts roared, and at the same time, they all took a step back.

Yan Luo was about to take another step, and when he completely walked into the room, the old man in the shroud who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were like deep darkness, the deepest part of the darkness, but with a little red light.

"Stop. The

old man said lightly, his voice was steady and gentle, like an uncle downstairs who danced a square dance at six o'clock in the morning.

"You're very special, you're half a step away from being promoted to Bloodcoat.

Yan Luo chuckled, but the movements on his feet never stopped, and he walked into the room naturally.

This time he didn't choose to close the door.

It is estimated that this building will not exist until now, and there will be no point in closing the door.

"You're strong. The

old man was not annoyed by Yan Luo's behavior, but just spoke calmly.

"But here, there are 17 demons, 5 medium ghosts, two top ghosts, plus me.

Yan Luo tilted his head, revealing a look of doubt.

"Are you trying to say that it's impossible to kill all of you before my aura runs out?"

[??? ghost qi +900.]

[Damn, this dog thing is too arrogant, fight with him!]

[I support you, you have to fight with him, you go first, and I will come later.] Ghost +900. 】

......

The old man frowned, a little displeased.

"Your Lei Fa is very strong, but you alone can't have an advantage in front of so many of our ghosts.

"If you really fight, you will only lose both.

"Retreat.

Yan Luo tilted his head and smiled lightly, his expression inexplicable.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Yan Luo, and I am a part-time Yan Luo. "

"I'm from the underworld. Yan Luo said and lit up his phone: "Holding the underworld." "

“...... So?"

the old man gradually realized something, and his eyes became unkind.

"So. Yan Luo grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth: "I want to invite you to go to Infernal Purgatory for a while." "

Kill him!" The

old man roared angrily, and all the powerful ghosts around him roared in unison, revealing their hideous and terrifying ghost bodies, and rushed towards Yan Luo.

Yan Luo took a step back, raised his hand, and there was a loud bang, and a big hole was broken in the house overhead.

He flew into the air and rose into the air, dodging all the attacks of the ghosts.

Looking down at the vicious ghosts in the sky below, Yan Luo smiled.

He saw thousands of ghosts beckoning to him.

"Who told you that I only have one hand of thunder.

Yan Luo laughed, raised his hand and shouted.

"The wind is coming.

Yan Luo waved his hand lightly, and the originally whistling wind suddenly stopped for a moment, and under the horrified gaze of a group of ghosts, their feet suddenly made a loud noise.

No, it wasn't the sound of an explosion, it was the sound of the wind, an incomparably violent and violent wind!

In an instant, all the ghosts in the building were swept away by the wind, sending them into the air, screaming and screaming.

The wind tore through their bodies, slicing through pieces of rotting flesh, blood spilling through the air and being carried up into the air by the wind.

[Groove Groove Groove !! Ghost +999.

[You're so awesome, you go to dry the bloody clothes!! ghost +999.]

[What kind of ability is it to bully a group of us little ghosts here!!Ghost +999.] Yan

Luo smiled presumptuously, the laughter was wanton and agitated, and he raised his hand and shook it again.

The next moment, the raging gale began to rotate regularly, converging into a terrifying tornado.

All the ghosts were driven by the tornado, their bodies spinning uncontrollably in the air, and their screams became more and more terrible.

More and more blood and flesh were sprinkled, and the tangible gust of wind, which was dyed red and black, turned into an incomparably terrifying blood-colored tornado.

Outside the cell.

Zou Li and the others had just left the community and saw Qin Hong, who was being beaten by Meng Fei on the side of the road, with a depressed and sad face.

Before a few people could communicate, a loud bang came from the community.

The sound was so loud that it almost tore their eardrums.

When they looked up, they saw a figure laughing wildly and wantonly in the air.

In front of him, countless ghosts were lifted up and flew in the air.

A blood-colored tornado destroyed the earth and stained the sky red.

The scene in front of me is like the end of the world.

And the figure in the air is the one who created this apocalypse,

Yama.