Two or three things in the copy

But now this blessed land of Youhuo seems to be wandering in like a huge boat.

Not only that, but the blessed land of Youhuo is now covered by countless mucus, and it is also covered with a layer of light, which looks extremely permeable.

And Luo Qiu and Hu Meier, who were looking directly at the blessed land of Youhuo, were shocked in their hearts. Nameless murmurs lingered in their ears, and uncontrollable fear rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Even a trace of mucus oozed out of their palms, but thanks to Luo Qiu's timely response, he took out a cleansing talisman and took a picture for each of them.

This makes these abnormalities subside.

"It's really scary, just seeing this six-day old ghost, and it was actually affected." Luo Qiu wiped the mucus off his hands with lingering fear.

Only then did I realize that the real ghost of the Six Heavens had already taken control of Youhuo Blessed Land, and the one in the center of the altar was not the real Ghost of the Six Heavens at all, it was probably just a clone or something.

Hu Meier nodded, she was really scared to death just now.

After wiping off the mucus from her hands, Hu Meier said: "Let's go quickly, if we are found by the ghost of the sixth day, we will suffer."

In such a situation, of course you have to run away, and you can't beat them again and again. If you stay and are found, you will definitely die.

"Hu Meier, have you ever thought about one thing, if all the blessed lands, demon mansions, and underworlds in the world were transformed by ghosts from the Six Heavens?" Luo Qiu said suddenly.

"This, it's unlikely." Hu Meier was a little shocked. In her mind, it should be that the ghosts of the six heavens were enshrined in the Blessed Fire Land, which caused the disaster. Same.

"Before, I thought it was Youhuo Blessed Land that enshrined the old ghosts of the Six Heavens, but the fact may be quite the opposite. It is not that Youhuo Blessed Land enshrines the old ghosts of the Six Heavens, but Youhuo Blessed Land itself is the old ghosts of the Six Heavens. You can see it from the Blessed Land of Heaven. Come to this point, after all, we have never seen the ghost of the Six Heavens, and we can only get it from a few words in the classics."

Luo Qiu looked a little rejoiced, neither of them were from the blessed land or the demon mansion, and it was because of this that they escaped unharmed, but the more so, the more uneasy they felt.

There are countless blessed lands, demon mansions, and underworlds in the world. If his guess is true, then wouldn't there be a lot of ghosts in the world.

"You think too much, how is it possible, let's leave first, staying here is not only meaningless, but also unsafe." Hu Meier said this very reluctantly, and she already believed Luo Qiu's guess in her heart.

Luo Qiu nodded, and he also knew that there was no point in staying here, and if he was found out, he would really die.

But just as he was about to turn around, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the blessed land of Youhuo, which had turned into a ghost of the past six days. From the outside, the emerald green flames swayed wildly, and the mucus began to squirm uncomfortably, even drop.

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong, this Youhuo Blessed Land seems to be restless?" For some reason, Luo Qiu can understand the uneasiness of this Youhuo Blessed Land.

Hu Meier is a little suspicious?Can you tell?

The behavior of Youhuo Paradise became more and more weird, and Luo Qiu could also feel that the uneasiness seemed to be getting worse, as if something was approaching.

In the distance, he saw a light.

Judging from the style, this light seems to be emanating from a lantern.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 332 Weird Tales (Fifteen)

Wu Mingkong was carrying the lantern, and as soon as he came out, he saw the blessed land of Youhuo floating in the air, but it had changed too much, and Wu Mingkong didn't recognize it.

However, Wu Mingkong recognized that this thing was actually similar to the few things burned in his own lantern, but it was a bit stronger, so he quietly followed behind.

But in the end it seemed that he was discovered, and it didn't matter if he was discovered. Since he could move, he might be able to communicate, whether it was physical or psychological, Wu Mingkong could do it.

"It's another ceremony?" Wu Mingkong looked over the huge body of Youhuo Blessed Land, and saw the weird sacrifice behind him at a glance.

Mostly because of the sharp eyes, Wu Mingkong didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, the master is here, so why pay attention to the ceremony.

It's just a little embarrassing that when Wu Mingkong came, the thing didn't dare to move, it was like playing dead.

"There are still people here, and they seem to be acquaintances." Wu Mingkong also noticed Luo Qiu and Hu Meier, smiled, and threw an avatar over.

Of course, I didn't chat with them in the past, just read the memory.

Wu Mingkong looked at You Huo Fudi, who was pretending to be dead, but his body was huge. With a jump, Wu Mingkong jumped onto You Huo Fudi's body.

The emerald green flame couldn't burn Wu Mingkong at all, and it felt a little soft when stepping on the slime, but from the texture point of view, it should be solid.

It’s just that, as always, I still can’t find any partial information. Even if I magnify the mucus ten thousand times with my eyes, it still looks the same without any structure, which looks weird.

Even the emerald green flame, and no matter whether it is the power of the mind, mana, or even the soul, Wu Mingkong has not found the location of this big lump of slime with flames.

This made Wu Mingkong a little helpless, why didn't this happen.

"This big lump can obviously move, but there is nothing there."

Wu Mingkong directly dug open the entire Youhuo Blessed Land, and when the slime came out, he thought there was nothing left.

Countless mucus flowed out from this wound, dripped on the ground, and turned into a little emerald green flame.

"This is ruthless to meet someone who is even more ruthless." Hu Meier does not have such good eyesight and perception as Wu Mingkong, but she saw a person carrying a lantern, and then jumped onto the blessed land of Youhuo, and then went to Youhuo Blessed Land. Huo Fudi was pierced with a big hole in the center.

"I think we might have met each other." Luo Qiu swallowed and saw Wu Mingkong coming.

He didn't think that the scholar who had died at the ghost king of Heishan would come to this wilderness alone, especially when there were still ghosts wandering outside for six days.

"That scholar, didn't he die at the hands of the Black Mountain Ghost King?" Hu Meier was also shocked, and then thought that this might be an illusion, and she thought the same as Luo Qiu, neither of them went to redeem people , must have died long ago.

Naturally, Wu Mingkong also read the thoughts of these two people, and couldn't help but find it a little interesting.

Of course, he knew about the old ghost of the six days, and he had seen it when he read Luo Qiu's memory before, but he didn't think that these things would be the old ghost of the six days.

Of course, it is still pending.

More importantly, this Luo Qiu guessed that the six-day old ghost was transformed from the blessed land, the demon mansion, and the underworld, but Wu Mingkong felt that it was not complete, and it also came from the sky. For example, the little black tree in his lantern came from the sky. .

"It's been a long time, you two. I wonder what you have gained recently." Wu Mingkong updated their memories in an instant.

"No gain." Luo Qiu answered boldly.

Wu Mingkong nodded. He really didn't gain anything. He looked through his memory, but Wu Mingkong gained a lot.

"The old ghosts from the six days need to be eliminated by the three-day rectification. Do you have any news about the three-day rectification?" Wu Mingkong didn't know what the three-day rectification was, but he knew it from Luo Qiu's memory. Know only one name.

But Wu Mingkong didn't know what it actually was.

Of course, the question was just a casual question, they definitely didn't know, so it was just a formality.

The two shook their heads together to express that they didn't know, and Wu Mingkong didn't bother them, maybe they can continue to update next time.

Moreover, Wu Mingkong also saw another Tianbei blessed land that was as strange as the Youhuo blessed land from their latest memory.

When they left, they took a look at the luck of these two people, and it was a little strange to see it.

It is normal to have luck, but the only strange thing is that the luck of these two people has begun to distort at some point.

Wu Mingkong couldn't describe this distorted luck, but he could tell that although the two of them looked normal, the terrifying distortion had eroded their luck, and even their souls had mutated.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help being startled by this, he suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't the so-called six days old ghost breaking the seal, but the world is changing.

Wu Mingkong's whole body turned into a pool of blood mist, scattered and returned to the body that was in the blessed land of the fire.

Wu Mingkong, who was in the blessed land of Youhuo, naturally knew about these conjectures.

After starting "Yi Xing Xing Xing", he discovered that the whole world had a terrifying sense of distortion, whether it was people or things, they were all distorted.

On the Blessed Land of Youhuo, he once again took a distant look at Luo Qiu and Hu Meier who were fleeing, only to see that their bodies were distorted and disfigured, but he didn't know anything about it.

"The direction of the matter is developing in some weird directions." The lantern in Wu Mingkong's hand squirmed abruptly and grew into a terrifying giant mouth, swallowing the huge You Huo Blessedly into the incinerator inside his body.

In two or three bites, the huge Youhuo blessed land was swallowed by the lantern and began to act as fuel. With the crackling burning, the Youhuo blessed land was gradually burned into a pool of wilted copper green slime with emerald green flames, Wu Mingkong also Didn't turn it off.

Lifting the shrunken lantern, Wu Mingkong was going to look for some literature and classics to see if there was any information about the six-day old ghost, but he didn't have much hope for it, after all, such literature and classics are usually stored in the Blessed Land. Among the sects, but now the blessed land has become a six-day old ghost, which is a bit difficult.

"I can only hope that those six-day old ghosts are not all the same as this one in the Youhuo blessed land, otherwise I guess I won't be able to catch anything." Wu Mingkong thought, what if there is something different, such as stones? Yes, if Wu Mingkong hadn't appeared, Nanqishan Yaofu might have crystallized, and the ancient books probably just changed the way of preservation.

After Wu Mingkong left, on the altar, the original pattern of worshiping Youhuo blessed land disappeared because of the loss of Youhuo blessed land, revealing its original appearance, which was a bright moon.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 333 Weird Tales ([-])

As Wu Mingkong walked along, more and more things were stuffed inside the lantern, and the burning flames became more and more intense, but he still found nothing.

It's a pity that there was still no news about the three-day Fa-rectification, and Wu Mingkong gave up later, but Wu Mingkong saw a lot along the way.

I saw all kinds of strange things, but I didn't see people, demons, ghosts, or any living things.

It was as if Wu Mingkong was the only one left in the whole world, and the goal of the dungeon was still 110, which meant no progress, and he didn't even know what this so-called weird thing was about.

Later, Wu Mingkong didn't care anymore, since that's the case, let's focus on his own research, and don't stick to this system, there is no way to figure it out anyway.

Until the stars in the sky were completely extinguished, Wu Mingkong, who was experimenting, heard the sound like an air defense siren resounding through the whole world.

The voice came from the sky. Wu Mingkong looked up, only to see a planet with vertical pupils passing through the sky.

This air defense siren-like sound came from this planet.

That planet passed by in a flash, and then Wu Mingkong noticed that the whole world came alive.

"I wonder why there is a cosmic singer here."

Among the altars, the bright moon was activated, and the whole world began to collapse.

Wu Mingkong sensed the vibration of the world, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

The dark sky was torn apart by white light, a door, a door made of white light.

In the white light, the space-time continuum composed of infinite existence and ego transcends all limitations, and no logical existence is awakened by the piercing air defense siren.

The ground was cracked, a terrifying abyss exploded, and endless darkness spewed out from it. If Wu Mingkong didn't hide quickly, he would have been hit in the face by the darkness.

Holding the lantern, Wu Mingkong fled directly. The abyss, Wu Mingkong could feel, was alive.

He can see endless regions in the abyss, without time to divide, destroy or regenerate.

The white light is ridiculously strong, and this abyss is not bad either.

It's just that this abyss seems to be the same as the white light, only revealing the tip of the iceberg.

Wu Mingkong can only see the existence of white light from the door, and the abyss can only see the endless terrifying area from the cracked gap.

The whole world is collapsing, and logic has lost its function. Wu Mingkong even saw a terrifying long sword born in the mountains. The air is even more terrifying.

Wu Mingkong saw this scene from a distance, and immediately turned and ran.

The black mist that was born of countless desperations wandered wantonly from the shattered space. Wu Mingkong's return to the ruins eyes could not even digest this desperate emotion, but wherever this desperate and nameless black mist passed , Even the soil and the air were covered with despair.

"The road to heaven, there is no way to enter the earth." Wu Mingkong felt that it was too difficult for him, basically there was a great terror in every place.

"There isn't such a dense indescribable cluster in the next door, right?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help complaining.

If he hadn't been strong enough to control the world, he would have gone crazy just looking at these terrifying and indescribable things.

Running all the way with the lantern in hand, he saw countless red lines squirming in the sea, and saw a picture scroll in the plain that could not be understood by thinking.

The black and white void with heaven and earth as the chess game, and even a brush that writes eternal silence.

These are just the tip of the iceberg behind the indescribable, Wu Mingkong even suspects that these are terrifying phantoms projected from a higher dimension.

Every indescribable is an existence that Wu Mingkong can't understand, and at this time Wu Mingkong also knows why the system of this world does not have any logic and principles at all.

So many indescribable phantoms that cannot be described in words are crowded in such a world, but if a little is leaked, what is presented is not what Wu Mingkong understands.

And this is not just one person, but Wu Mingkong does not know how many people there are. As long as every indescribable person leaks out more or less, these great horrors converge together, making the whole world appear an unusable A system of logic and principle exposition.

"So, what the hell is in my lantern? It can't be those indescribable phantoms." Wu Mingkong glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel even worse.

However, seeing that there was no movement at all in the lantern, I still felt a little lucky.

The whole lantern withered immediately, and then Wu Mingkong turned and ran away.

It's okay if it's fake, but if it's true, then it's really an old birthday star who eats arsenic and thinks his life is too long.

As soon as the lantern withered, a lot of strange-looking things crowded inside reacted immediately, no, the reaction should have intensified.

One by one, the horrible indescribable shapes were crowded together, and Wu Mingkong couldn't even tell what it was.

At this time, Wu Mingkong couldn't help but feel thankful, fortunately, he was able to find this thing. These things had already undergone a terrifying upheaval in the lantern, but because of the excessive number, they were entangled with each other, and they didn't explode immediately.

Even Wu Mingkong, the incarnation of the lantern, and the mana flame didn't feel this situation, or couldn't feel it.

If Wu Mingkong was a little later in the evening, a large group of indescribable shapes entangled with each other would directly break through the lantern and directly envelop Wu Mingkong inside. Wu Mingkong didn't think he could bear it directly.

"Aren't these things grotesque enough? They're all indescribable. Why is the target of the dungeon still 110?" Wu Mingkong threw off his arms and ran away. As for using teleportation, he didn't dare, because he was impatient.

Because he had seen the black hair running through the space before, it was from the destruction place at the end of time, buried thousands of indescribable.

If he really wanted to teleport, he would be pulled to the end of time by the black hair in an instant.