Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 136

With a thought, An Le chose to inherit the entry.

A wave of heat exploded out of thin air from the area near the eye sockets, and quickly flowed into the eyeballs.

Then, severe burning pain came from both eyes, as if a flame was burning his eyes.

Almost instantly.

An Le felt that his eyes seemed to be completely burned to ashes, and then reshaped in the next moment.

The knowledge about this entry emerges from my mind.

["Seeking Demons" - Huangquan Ghost Eye (Purple)! 】

[Yellow Spring is said to be the destination of the dead, the place where the dead live. 】

[But in the long years, many people no longer remember its existence. 】

【In a unique way, you obtained the eyes that have been infested by Huang Quan. 】

[These eyes allow you to see things that you are not allowed to see. 】

[Follow-up entry for the route: "Seeking Demons" - Huangquan Biluotian (Golden)]

An Le raised his eyes and saw the dim temple in front of him.

In the dark, people's faces are clearly visible, either sitting in meditation or meditating.

No one noticed the mutation in him.

Same as before.

"No change?"

An Le stared intently, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something extra in his peripheral vision.

But when I looked back, there was nothing
Looking closely at the other monks, there were shadows beside them, as if many shadows had been superimposed.

If you stare at it for a long time, you can see clearly that it seems to be a series of human figures.

Most of the ghosts have venomous expressions and empty eyes.

"The ones they killed?"

An Le thought to himself: "It's not really evil, it's just a very weak remnant soul."

He subconsciously looked at his body.

There are also countless phantoms on the body surface wrapped in ghost armor.

To this day, An Le has long forgotten how many people he killed.

In this mysterious world full of crises, if he didn't kill someone, he would have been killed by others long ago.

Compared with this, An Le cared more about the ghost armor in his eyes at this moment.

In the field of vision of Huang Quan's ghost eyes, the ghost armor seemed to become more active, wriggling and stretching like a living thing.

Those tiny and vivid tentacles are clearly visible.

An Le can even see the intimacy, admiration and awe they show.

"This feeling……"

"My control over the ghost armor seems to have improved again?"

Before he could take a closer look, a red figure broke into his sight.

boom--

A faint roar sounded in his mind.

His spiritual consciousness vibrated, and his brain felt a swelling pain.

Countless weird information and pictures flooded An Le's mind.

An ordinary person would be driven mad by the sight beyond comprehension just by this one glance, and become a demented lunatic.

An Le reacted quickly, closed her eyes immediately, and stopped receiving messages.

Even so, bursts of dull pain still hit from the depths of my mind.

It seemed that a thick tentacle penetrated into his skull, and then began to stir vigorously.

at the same time.

The other people in the small temple felt an unspeakable pressure and woke up one after another.

"How is this going?"

"An evil spirit broke in?"

Hu Chunsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around nervously, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Xiong Batian was sleeping soundly, but under the pressure he sat up joltingly, without any sleepiness.

Many people put on a defensive posture vigilantly.

Soon, they discovered the source of the coercion.

It is the ghost-faced man in the center of the hall.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere that seemed to exist, Hu Chunsheng murmured to himself: "Could it be that he... is practicing?"

"It's just the remaining prestige during the practice, is there this level?"

Xiong Batian was speechless: "Isn't this too strong?"

Wang Nian didn't speak, but the admiration in his eyes grew stronger.

******
Soon.

Anle's eyes under the ghost armor opened, and there was a lingering fear in his heart.

"so close."

If it weren't for his brain's deduction several times, it would be far superior to ordinary cultivators.

After just a short while, maybe Xiao Xiaohong will be driven crazy.

An Le suddenly remembered.

When I first discovered the existence of the woman in red, if I looked at her, I would fall into a crazy situation.

At that time, An Le only thought that all evil spirits had such characteristics.

Now, that's not the case at all.

"This is... something that shouldn't be seen?"

An Le thought silently.

"This ability needs to be trained well, otherwise it will have a negative impact on myself."

At this time, An Le noticed the restless gaze of others, and said lightly.

"No need to be nervous, it's just that I have made a small breakthrough."

Hearing this, everyone felt complicated.

It sounded like he was talking about a trivial matter.

For the ghost-faced man, breaking through is as simple as eating and drinking?
Probably, this is the so-called genius, right?
******
After that, the other monks seemed to be stimulated and worked hard to practice.

I want to improve my strength as much as possible before encountering danger.

It's a pity that practice has always been hard work, and the emphasis is on accumulation. How can a night of hard work make up for it?

Silent all night.

Early the next morning.

The sky outside the temple was only getting brighter.

Although this place is underground, the gray clouds in the sky still darken and change.

An Le asked everyone to stay in the temple first, and rode a black panther to go out to investigate first.

Based on the information he got during the deduction.

There are actually many evil spirits wandering around this small temple, if they rush out rashly, there will be casualties.

Haven't taken a few steps.

Three empty human skins floated in front of them, with weird smiles on the corners of their mouths.

They laughed, and Anle laughed too.

"Old Mo, let's go."

Hearing this, the black panther under his crotch trembled: "Master, this can't be done!"

"I'm just a harmless kitten, where are their opponents?"

An Le's tone was calm.

"Stop pretending."

"How many catties and taels do you have, don't I know?"

When meeting Lao Mo in Weidi, its strength is indeed not worth mentioning.

But after following An Le for so long, Lao Mo devoured countless evil spirits along the way, and now he has even occupied the body of the black panther, already possessing impressive combat power.

It's just that it is wretched by nature, and it will never fight the enemy if it can escape.

After An Le finished speaking, he took out the core of the statue from the storage bag and fed it to Xiao Xiaohong.

Now, he can barely control 【Huangquan Ghost Eye】.

As long as you don't stare at the woman in red for a long time, you'll be fine.

Seeing that An Le didn't look back, Lao Mo shouted aggrieved as if he was flirting with that invisible woman.

"Owner--"

Although he couldn't see Xiao Xiaohong's figure, after getting along for a long time, he naturally knew of her existence.

Lao Mo was about to cry to An Le, but three human skins surrounded him...

the other side.

Xiao Xiaohong held the core in her hands, opened her small mouth slightly, and sucked away the miraculous secret power inside.

"good to eat……"

A satisfied expression rarely appeared on her pretty face, as if she had drunk wine, with two blushes.

"Anle, I want more."

"More……"

Xiao Xiaohong called An Le's name, and wrapped her slender hands around his waist.

An Le responded casually, "Okay, okay."

"Wait until you meet the next idol..."

Suddenly, An Le froze.

He looked at the two arms at his waist.

Actually felt the physical touch!
"Master, save me!!!"

Not far away, Lao Mo screamed in a miserable voice, like the sound of killing a pig.

An Le swept away his spiritual sense.

Lao Mo fought three against one, and took his time.

The leopard's mouth kept opening, stretching out treacherous tentacles, in a gesture of ease.

An Le glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

The skin of the woman in red is not much different from that of ordinary women to the touch.

In normal times, she would definitely not make such a move.

But it seems that under the influence of that mysterious power, Xiao Xiaohong is far more excited and active than usual.

Similar to the state of drunkenness.

At this moment.

Her whole body was wrapped around An Le almost like an octopus.

An Le stroked her chin in thought.

"Is it the influence of the mysterious power of the statue?"

"Or... because of Huang Quan's ghost eyes?"

Fortunately, this touchable situation did not last long.

It didn't take long for Xiaohong to return to normal.

Her small face became colder than usual, but the remaining blush on her cheeks proved that her mood didn't seem to be calm.

Lao Mo next to him was shouting, "Master, save me!", "Old Mo, I'm dying!", "Help!!!" and so on.

While breaking through the three smiling human skins one by one, they swallowed them all.

"Master...that's too much..."

Old Mo walked back to An Le's side, and opened his mouth resentfully.

"Good job."

An Le praised, followed the direction guided by his spiritual sense, and walked to a small road.

There are some bloodstains and pieces of meat left here.

Probably traces after eating.

There were still three storage bags on the ground, but An Le checked them out and found that their aura was dissipating rapidly.

Most of the things inside have lost their original effect.

Obviously, these three human skins are not the original existence of the ruins.

It is a monk who participated in the trial of Taixu Palace.

An Le frowned.

Suddenly, a chill came from his back.

An extremely dangerous premonition rose.

An Le didn't have time to think, the body flashed subconsciously.

There seemed to be a trace of a human figure left at the position where he had just stopped.

With a "chi", the trace below the head was completely gone.

"coming!"

An Le's eyes are changing, and strange lines appear in the depths of the pupils.

The color became extraordinarily deep, with a hint of dark red.

[Huangquan Ghost Eye! 】

This time, he saw the appearance of the enemy.

That's a...

Judge!

******
The core area of ​​the Luohunzong ruins.

There are many towers.

Each tower is built of unique stone, row upon row, and carved with various miraculous murals and stone statues.

Towering tall, solemn and solemn.

Even though it is now dilapidated, from only the scale corner of this building.

It is also conceivable that the glorious and great scene of this place in its heyday.

However, the power of evil has been corrupting for thousands of years.

The area that should have been holy and free from vulgarity is only left with weirdness and chaos.

Countless evil spirits linger here.

Fighting and fighting with each other, and finally evolved an extremely strong man, ruling this ancient ruins.

He has forgotten his former name, calling himself "Ghost Venerable."

His subordinates are in charge of several ghost generals, and there are countless statues of gods, large and small.

He is a well-deserved venerable in the ruins!
Next to the tallest stone tower.

God statues more than three meters high can be seen everywhere, and there are many five-meter-high statues.

Some statues seem to be made of gold and stone.

Bronze body and golden body!

It is far stronger than the statue of a wooden clay statue.

They stood in place, motionless.

But that huge coercion proved that they could turn into terrifying and terrifying killing weapons at any time.

Many evil spirits crawled nearby, staring at the figure on the top of the tower with eyes of awe and horror.

His whole body was shrouded in black smoke, he couldn't see his shape clearly, and he couldn't even distinguish his limbs.

It is Guizun.

He looked up and looked at the dark sky.

This tower is already very high, but it is still far from the world beyond the ruins.

"Hopeful, unattainable."

Ghost Venerable sighed quietly.

"Even so, I, Luo Hunzong, will definitely see the sun again one day."

"Sir!"

At this time, a black smoke beside him suddenly spoke.

"There are more and more monks falling into the sect, do we have to deal with it the same way as before?"

"nature."

Gui Zun glanced into the distance and murmured coldly.

"It's not enough... I haven't killed enough..."

There seemed to be pity in his eyes.

"In order to make Luohunzong great again, then... I have to ask you to die."

Hearing this, the black smoke around Gui Zun trembled slightly, as if afraid.

Follow his thoughts.

The evil spirits and statues around, like a forbidden army, began to spread to the periphery, looking for and slaughtering the monks who fell here.

At this moment, a faint ghost figure appeared beside Guizun.

"My lord, the judge is in trouble."

Ghost Venerable glanced at it lightly, but didn't speak yet.

Another three-eyed ghost general said indifferently.

"What danger can the Judge be in?"

"With its methods, ordinary Golden Core cultivators are no match."

He smiled coldly.

"Choosing judges as enemies, it seems... those people are going to be in trouble."

Gui Zun didn't speak, but felt inexplicably emotional.

If it was in the past, Jin Dan was just the basic level of Luo Hun Sect.

But now, it is really not easy to gather together this group of ghost generals who are barely comparable to Jindan.

"Times have changed..."

Gui Zun sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, the only ones who come to the ruins now are the monks in the Foundation Establishment period.

He also had great confidence in the Judge.

Among all ghost generals, Judge may not be the strongest, but he is definitely the toughest.

******
boom! ! !
A powerful punch fell.

The air spread violently around the point where the fist landed.

The raging wind caused the surrounding buildings to shake slightly, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

The extremely solid ground cracked several cracks under this punch.

It's a pity that this punch didn't feel like a hit.

An Le stood up and looked at the shadow not far away.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

Now, he could see clearly.

The other party was wearing a red robe, a small crown on his head, and holding a judge's pen carved from white bones.

The tip of the pen is blood-colored hair.

Wriggling like a living thing.

The judge's face has no flesh and blood, only empty bones.

There was a mass of blood burning in the deep eye sockets.

The appearance is extremely terrifying.

But now, in the depths of that bloody light, a strong fear and astonishment flashed across.

'How did he see me? '

Before the judge continued to flee, An Le's fist struck like a cannonball.

(End of this chapter)