Chapter 86 The Trap of the Dead

Since leaving Wangcheng that day, the leopard demon Fenghuo has led a team of men on a journey to southern Zhejiang. The scene of the battle with the bereaved ghosts in Southern Zhejiang last year is still vivid, but now the city is silent. The mourners were all destroyed by the troops sent by Wang Cheng, and then their bodies were destroyed by fire, and even the poisonous fog that had floated over the city had dissipated.

Standing on this central axis road made of floor tiles embedded with gold wire patterns again, in this once prosperous city, there is nothing left except the oncoming cold wind.

In fact, when he came before, Fenghuo was curious that he could not find the corpse of the main fire hyen in Southern Zhejiang City, but it was not just a fire hyen. Except for the mourning ghosts, the former residents and even the corpses of animals in the city had disappeared. In fact, it is not difficult to guess that even if there are still dead people who have not been infected by the poison of mourning, it must have long been a delicacy for mourners. The locust-like predator will not even have a bone left.

Or has the fire hyen become a member of the army of mourning ghosts? But even so, the Ring of the Northern Underworld made of tungsten gold must still be in this city as long as it is not taken away by others.

Fenghuo ordered his men to act separately. Everyone was responsible for searching for clues in different areas, while he himself walked towards the Southern Zhejiang Palace. As soon as he opened the door of the palace, he smelled a smell of mold. The light in the palace was dim and the silence was terrible. Only when his feet stepped on the marble floor, the sound of "tick and kick" echoed in the air.

He lit the demon fire with one hand and used the fire to illuminate the road ahead. The ground on both sides was a mess, full of ruins of damaged furniture and porcelain. This strange atmosphere was unpleasant, but how could he be so timid and cowardly? He took a deep breath and continued to walk in and began to look around for the shadow of the Ring of the Northern Underworld.

I don't know why, he always has a feeling that he doesn't seem to be the only one in this supposedly empty palace. It is an illusion that is easy to produce in the dark. When you look at the scrolls on the wall, or the still life in the space you are in, you will always rely on imagination to give them a phantom.

He passed through the front hall and entered the courtyard. In this open space, he could finally relax a little. There seemed to be nothing unusual in the courtyard. Near evening, the afterglow of the sun shone on the bare courtyard lamp in the yard. At this time, a group of crows shouted and flew over the sky, like a whole rushing cloud.

When he came before, he had been in a hurry to deal with the bereaved ghosts. At this moment, when the wind and fire were walking alone in the silent and empty palace, the fear was completely different from that at that time, and a wind would make him feel creepy.

He summoned up his courage to push open the heavy door of the main hall and was choked by the dust on his face. He subconsciously reached out and covered his nose. At the moment when the palm of his hand flashed in front of his eyes, a dark shadow seemed to flash in the gray in front of him. He didn't know if he had hallucinations, so he quickly leaned forward and took a few steps, but there was the sound of the door being closed behind him. Before he realized what was going on, he was about to look back, but a dazzling light came straight down.

When he came to his senses, he had stood in the brightly lit and brilliant main hall of the Southern Zhejiang Palace, with exotic music echoing in his ears. The demon servants passed by him and served delicious food and palace aging for the guests.

A strong figure in a beastskin cloak came in his direction. It was the main fire hyena of Southern Zhejiang City. He staggered in front of him with a wine glass in his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fenghuo, come and have a drink with me!"

I don't know when it started, there was also an extra wine glass in Fenghuo's hand. The smell of wine made people feel that this was not an illusion. Everything around me is so familiar. Although it is already out of the world, the lively scene every time I came to Southern Zhejiang in the past is still like yesterday. Southern Zhejiang is extremely rich, and fire hymens are easy to make friends. They often hold banquets for several days and nights in a row to invite distinguished guests from all over the demon world. This must be one of them.

He drank the wine in his glass as if the wind and fire were dealing with it, and then subconsciously looked at the left hand of the fire hyena. The Ring of the Northern Underworld was indeed on the little finger of his left hand, and the unique rosy light of tungsten gold was very dazzling. He clearly knew that he did not have the ability similar to soul separation, which means that the scene in front of him must be his hallucination, and why did this hallucination come about? Did he fall into the trap set by Qingyun? But he thought again, Qingyun and he took so much effort, why didn't he directly send his men to fight with him?

After thinking for a moment, he decided to let nature take its course for the time being and see what would happen next, so he let the fire hyener pull him to his throne. The more carefully he observed everything around him, the more he felt a sense of discord. He found that it was most likely a fragment of his own memory. Because except for the fire hyen, other people are like mirrors reflected from memory and do not respond to his every move. In order to confirm his idea, he got up, went to a guest, patted him, and tried to say a few words to him. Sure enough, there was no response at all. He tried a few more people, but the result was still the same.

The fire hymen sat there and drank wine by itself, watching the every move of the wind and fire, with a strange smile on its face. When he saw that Fenghuo finally gave up asking the guests and stopped to turn around and stared at him, he put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "I really want to play with you for a while!"

The wind and fire called out a pair of wind and fire and asked, "Why are you here?"

Fire hyen stood up from the throne with a sneer and replied to him, "Ha ha, after so many years, you still haven't changed at all, and you are still so impatient!"

The music and the conversation of the guests around them stopped abruptly. Those dull-eyed guests also stood up in the direction of the wind and fire to become the true face of their undead puppets. Each undead puppet held weapons that had not appeared just now.

The wind and fire felt the tension spreading around him and roared at the hyenan, "Answer me quickly. Why are you here? Otherwise..."

The fire hyena restrained the smile on his face and said angrily, "Otherwise, what will you do to me?! Why can't I be here?! This is my city! Even if I die, everything here is mine, and you have taken everything that belongs to me without my permission!"

Fenghuo asked: "You should have died in the conspiracy launched by Qingyun. Are you an undead?"

"No matter what I am, I will take away what you take from me!"

As soon as the words of the fire hyen fell, the guests around the wind and fire waved the weapons in their hands and attacked the wind and fire. He was busy fighting with his own wind and fire. Although I don't know why the fire hyen became the undead, my intuition tells the wind and fire that all this must have something to do with Qingyun. If you want to know the answer, you must first solve the group of undead puppets in front of you.

The undead control weapons by their thoughts, but they do not have a real body. They can cause damage to their opponents, but it is difficult for them to hurt them. The only way to solve them is to attack fiercely enough to concentrate on demonic power to directly tear them apart.

The action of the wind and fire is as fast as lightning. As he vigorously waved the wind and fire, he approached the direction of the fire hyen. It's just that this group of undead puppets are large and very difficult to deal with. When attacking, they can't completely destroy them if they are not concentrated at all. When he finally conquers them one by one in front of the fire hyen, he was already out of breath and sweating profusely.

Looking at his gasping for breath, the fire hyen actually looked up to the sky and laughed and said, "It's just that some puppet soldiers make you so hard. You are really much more regressive than in the past!"

If there was a little confusion and fear in Fenghuo's heart before, then now they have disappeared without a trace. His face responded easily: "I guess you will appear like this and must have something to do with that Qingyun. Then if I want your Ring of the Underworld, you will not agree happily. I didn't have sex with you before you were alive, but today I was told to wait for this opportunity!"

"Okay, let me teach you how to use the weapon in your hand again!"

The fire hyena said and called out its own pair of giant axes. The axe and the axe are similar. They are both long weapons used for chopping. The difference is that the blade of the axe is wider than the axe, and it is half-moon-shaped, and the feet are slightly upturned. The red-handled blue blade of the axe of the fire hyen is made of extremely hard metal. Although it is heavy, it can be waved freely in his hand. As soon as he lifts them, he brings two whirlwinds.

Under normal circumstances, the undead cannot use demon power, let alone a demon power cyclone, but the undead of the fire hyen can not follow this law at all. His demon power has increased compared with his life, and the demon power cyclone of the two people is golden, suppressing and expanding each other.

In the past, Fenghuo never imagined that he could defeat the fire hyen, because both his generation in the clan and his status in the demon world were higher than himself. But at this moment, his mood is very different. The fire hyen in front of him is not the person he is familiar with. Although the fire hyen has an endless pursuit of wealth, he will not be crazy enough to turn to Qingyun.

How did Qingyun control and change him? The wind and fire can't guess, but the hatred for the devil is deeper. This green cloud not only made the city of southern Zhejiang die, but also made the fire hymen proud of the leopard demon family a big stain. Even after his death, he was still unwilling to let his soul rest in peace.

Because it is a leopard demon, the weapons used are similar, and even the demons and tricks practice are the same, so who is more skilled is not sure. But now that he has reached this point, he can't flinch. For the sake of the demon world, or simply to wash the stains left by the fire hyen, he must defeat him and find a way to surpass and purify his soul.