Chapter 59 Demon Cave 1

Qin Zhong heard the female ghost's voice with a wide range. He was afraid that others could hear it and expose his hiding place. He immediately suppressed the female ghost: "Wait, you can't get out now. You have to wait for us to take away the statue of the eight-armed demon king, otherwise you will have to become a stone sculpture and be sealed by the spirit here. ."

Qin Zhong said that the female ghost was addicted, and she heard several old men in Qin Zhong's fingers say, "Don't ink. It's your turn. When you go out, you will naturally know and play cards."

Qin Zhong was in a cold sweat, and these guys were really playing mahjong in his fingers. He was helpless and stared at the situation at the scene.

Under the statue of the eight-armed town demon king, several groups of people did not give in to each other and beat each other. At the door, there were many people who wanted to come in, but were entangled by fierce ghosts. After that, Qin Zhong, who hid behind the demon and three people continued to play the role of yellow finch.

In a flash, the whole demon cave became a beautiful scenery. It was full of fire, charms, and all kinds of strange weapons appeared. Dust, iron plates, barbed hooks, needles, and things that could be used to hurt people were all taken out. For a while, it was very happy to fight here.

Suddenly, Qin Zhong felt a super cold air at the entrance of the cave, and only felt like the tide of the sea. The waves were rough, covering a wave and pouring into the cave.

"No, something is coming in." The three turned their eyes to the mouth of the cave. Those who fought against the fierce ghosts at the mouth of the cave were unconsciously overthrown by this yin gas, with more injuries and black blood flowing.

In an instant, the mouth of the demon cave returned to calm, leaving only those miserable screams and the desire for life.

And no one saw his true face when he came in. Only Qin Zhong felt super**, and then he found that the figure was extremely huge. In the dim light, the shadow pulled by the old elder.

Guo Dafu shivered and shivered, but Chen Mu's eyes widened, as if he could only hear her pounding heartbeat at this moment.

Qin Zhong kept breathing, his ears tightened, and staring intently at the shadow on the passage, which extended to the innermost part of the cave, while the dark shadow that came in was obviously towards the statue of the eight-armed demon king.

"Roar!"

Qin Zhong lies behind the stone statue and can hear the sound from the stone statue. The sad and longing, the sound of hoping to escape from the bondage is getting stronger and stronger, and he can even hear it directly with his ears.

"My people, you have been suppressed by the demon king of the eight-armed town. Today is the day of your liberation and return to my territory."

The night vision of Qin Zhong and the three people can't see the appearance of the comer at all, but the sound alone is enough to make them creepy. I believe that every stone statue here is a demon. It seems that the statue of the eight-armed demon king can't be touched. This must be a demon boss, which is extremely heavy on July 14. Yinqi, ready to save his so-called subjects.

"Big boss, what should we do?" Guo Dafu's heart trembling.

Qin Zhong kept the volume to a minimum: "Ready to take action. It seems to be lively tonight."

"We are really well-fed. The ghost king of the underworld will catch up with us once in more than 50 years." Chen Mu's supernatural knowledge is absolutely rich, and in order to obtain the statue here, he has studied the demon cave for a long time: "There are about nearly 500 evil ghosts and demons who have been subdued by the eight-armed demon king, but every 50 years or so, they will encounter an extremely dark night. This ghost king of the underworld will definitely appear and fight with the eight-armed demon king. One, rescue his so-called subjects.

"What? Didn't we win the prize? If these two excellent monsters fight, can we survive? Qin Zhong's helpless face showed a cold smile.

Guo Dafu was dumbfounded and didn't want to say any more. He clenched the water with his hands.

Chen Mu continued: "Every time the ghost king of the underworld appears, it is the birth of a disaster. The eight-armed demon king must appear and reappear, and then catch those escaped demons back. During this period, I don't know how many innocent creatures will be trampled and disappear in the vast universe. In."

"It's bitter. Now it's really bitter. We have fallen into the trap." As Qin Zhong spoke, he looked up at several people opposite him. They didn't seem to find the existence of Qin Zhong and the three, but they also found the strong existence of entering the demon cave, but they did not choose to run. Instead, they were still waiting like Qin Zhong, but at this moment, under the eight-armed demon king statue The people had stopped fighting, and everyone turned their eyes to the door.

Someone said, "Let's not fight. There is an uninvited guest. I'm afraid we have to explain here today. If we don't say well, we will all die."

"What? Did the legendary ghost king of the underworld appear?

"My God, no, are we so lucky? If I had known, I would have gone to buy a lottery ticket.

"It's him, that's him. Every time he appears, there is a cloudy wind everywhere. Every time he appears, he must kill one. Hey, what's the use of these? We hide and die. It's better to deal with this ghost king reasonably. If we die, we won't die if we don't die. If the soul of the ghost king can be returned to school, wouldn't it be a stronger and awesome figure among all the students?

Qin Zhong scolded in his heart that these people really don't know how to die. Such a strong existence, they dare to say that they want to be captured are simply whimsic and overpowerful.

At the moment when Qin Zhong thought about something, a fast dark shadow penetrated into the demon hole, and almost none of the people present could see it.

Not to mention that the part of the people who fought just fought showed their own magic weapons at the beginning of cooperation. Among them, many of them used the top magic weapons of various schools. A woman held a small box with a drawer-like lid on the small box and pulled it out. There was a dozen of old rune paper inside, and the paper was black. Yes, but the charm text above is clearly visible.

"Today, I use the mountain treasure of my gate. This is one of the few charms left by our founders. Their role is huge. I don't believe that I can't beat the guys who come out."

Some of the people present were even surprised. This is what she took out now. If the woman used it in the base just now, wouldn't it bring a lot of trouble to herself? The treasure of Zhenshan has moved out. It seems that she is readily available to the statue of the eight-armed demon king.

You can also stand up for the older bearded man. Since your Tiandao College is generous, our Maoshan is not willing to show weakness. He showed a few flying knives, and as soon as the flying knives came out, he directly resisted the cold air approaching from the entrance of the hole.

"What? Jiuyang Blade?" One person said, "This Jiuyang blade turned out to be nine flying knives. No wonder when I fought with you just now, I found a special airflow on you. It turned out to be a master Maoshan-level exorcism."

"Don't talk nonsense, take action." Although everyone hides their hearts, in the face of such a strong cold atmosphere, no one knows that this is not easy to provoke, so we must unite.

While these people were talking, some people between them began to blacken and their limbs could not move: "Ah! No, he's here. I don't want to die!"

"Puff!" The speaker spewed a shot of black blood horizontally from his armpit. Due to horror and pain, the man had bit off his teeth, looking at his painful and ferocious face and gradually spreading pupils. The man was dead.

"Do it." Before the woman's words fell to the ground, the spell in her hand began to draw circles in the demon cave. Until he touched the black moisture, the spell fell to the ground darkly and hit a few more spells. Some spells burst out sparks in mid-air, and the black moisture had gradually became obvious.

And the Jiuyang blade seemed to have torn the blade of the heavenly court directly through the solemn black moisture. When it rushed to the middle, it suddenly stopped and did not listen to it. It seemed that it had been controlled.