In front of the door of the 18th floor 1818 room, the fire of the Five Elements Talisman produces earth.

The cold rain drifted from the gloomy sky, wetting a blood-red talisman.

Starting from the first floor, heavy blue smoke gradually began to rise layer by layer, soaring upwards.

It is now known that the reason why the fire-generating barrier causes changes in the yin and yang realms is actually because the yin and yang realms are connected to each other on the eighteenth floor and the first layer.

After the ghost fire burns in the Yang Realm, the spleen earth will impact from bottom to top to the Yin Realm, thereby activating the incident of the ghost tide climbing tower.

Ji Li broke his right arm, threw the broken bone stubble aside, leaned against the wall, and grabbed the lighter with trembling hands.

He could not see anything, but could only hear a heavier breath away from the talisman.

"I only give you five minutes, I don't want to stay here."

One mission, two barriers, especially behind the evil spirit, Ji Li's injuries were not on the surface, but there were already irreversible injuries in his body.

A feeling of fatigue from the soul is about to overwhelm him.

Five minutes is the time Ji Li gave to Clyde out of humanitarianism, and it is also the final stage of Yu Laojie's mission.

The huge supernatural power rose spiraled, and the pressure from the spleen earth made it difficult for him to breathe. The burning of the heart fire made him anxious and restless.

The leaping of the ghost heart exceeds the normal frequency, causing the body to run overload.

"call……"

Ji Li took a heavy breath of cigarette and threw the lighter that had not been closed under his feet.

The open fire led to the heart fire, making this invisible fire burn more violently than ever before.

The entire Yu Lao Street in the Yang Realm is covered with hot dark red, as if it is leading to a hidden red pattern, becoming a virus on the four sides of the building, or perhaps a totem.

The pressure of spleen earth compacted the red pattern on Yu Laojie, but the burning of heart fire made it extremely dazzling.

This fire, which was ignited for Clyde, illuminated Yu Lao Street, illuminated the night rainy sky, and illuminated the yin and yang worlds.

The elevator ran roaringly, and went down the eighteenth floor in a mess, making a sound of anger.

"Thanks."

Standing on the narrow ladder of the south building, Clyde looked at Ji Li in the eyes of the formation and thanked him from the heart.

Enchantment, start!

Ghost tide, climb the tower!

Clyde's figure disappeared from then on to the eighteenth floor of the Yang Realm.

“59,58,57,56…”

In these five minutes, in the last time, there will be revenge and revenge.

...

Yin Realm, eighteenth level.

Horror and blood, chaos and nightmare became the countdown here.

Clyde pinched the cross with his right hand and came to the Yin Realm where he had tried his best to escape, and saw the unimaginable world.

Yin Realm was not like this before, but now it has changed.

Because the "Eye of the Formation" in the Yang Realm is occupied by the corpse of Huang Banxian, the control ability of the Yin and Yang Realms is completely invaded by the 1002 incident.

The influence of the 1002 incident has been increasing, and it has increased to a terrible level that almost dominated the entire Yin Realm.

This is also Yu Laojie, but in Clyde's eyes, most of the floors turned into ashes, floating in the air, completely destroyed.

Looking from the eighteenth floor, I saw that the first to the ninth floors were all covered with debris mixed with ashes, residues, and dark matter.

The tenth floor is not a complete floor. Most of it has been destroyed, leaving only a lonely room of 1002, standing in mid-air.

In Room 1002, he vaguely saw a woman kneeling on the ground with her hair loose.

The woman was on the tenth floor of the gloomy and darkness, and a holy and pure halo was shrouded in it, and solemn and inexplicable Sanskrit sounds were sung quietly.

"Namo Amitabha, Dotagado, Dotaya, Dotaya, Amitabha..."

The voice clearly came from the woman's mouth, but it was not just a female voice, but also a kind of harmony, including men and women, old and young.

When Clyde saw it and heard it, his hair felt numb.

It seemed as if my head had been inexplicably opened, and those voices kept drilling into the crack in my brain, domineeringly seizing my body and even my soul.

In just one moment, he completely fell into those Sanskrit sounds and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"hiss……"

Fortunately, there was a special cross in his right hand. The sharp spike pierced the palm of his hand and blood was flowing out when he clenched his fists.

Things belonging to the two religions collided with force, which made him awake again in the next second of his despair.

After Clyde woke up, he was covered in cold sweat.

With just a glance of fall and a second of sinking, he could feel how terrible the Sanskrit sound that the woman recited was.

If not, he is a Christian, has such a trump card of sin, and even happens to have another extreme religious power, he doesn't even know how he died.

The woman who chanted scriptures in Room 1002 was definitely a female ghost, and she was a ghost that did not belong to Yu Laojie!

"Mantra of rebirth?"

The ninth branch has many talents, including Huang Banxian and Clyde, who are sensitive to these things, and he recognizes the content of the scripture at a glance.

"A foreign ghost is trying to persuade people to be reborn?"

Clyde immediately realized the complexity of the situation, and subconsciously hesitated for a moment.

This external ghost must have been brought by Gu Xingjian!

Gu Xingjian had only one target for this mission, that is Tongguan, and Huang Banxian was killed by him before the mission.

This goal is no longer a secret. He once gave Ji Li a choice, but it was equivalent to not giving it to him.

Ji Li would not give up the opportunity to execute the road of life for Tongguan, and for any reason, it would not be possible.

Clyde suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the eighteenth floor, which was the closest to the Yang Realm and the closest to the wind and rain.

There was something happening in the room 1818, but he didn't need to worry about it. He had no reason to help the weirdness in the room 1002.

Even if Tongguan, Chang Nian, Lan Yu, Plum Sound... everyone is sinking in the Yin Realm, it doesn't matter.

As long as you kill Gu Xingjian, everything will be over.

Clyde held the blood-stained cross and stood on the narrow ladder of the South Building, looking at the ladder of the North Building.

At this point, there is no need to hesitate.

He silently lowered something, kept clenching his palms tightly, as if he wanted to stab the cross into the bones and let the blood flow.

From south to north...

He saw half a yellowed drawing floating in front of the door of Room 1818...

He saw the long thought of constantly chopping his arm with a short axe in the door of the room...

He saw a strange red light oozing out from the huge stove deep in the door of 1818, reflecting the sound of plum blossoms struggling upwards...

"Don't go..."

"Xiao Kezi, don't go..."

Clyde's face was wet with the rain, and his eyes saw everyone's life and eventually ended up with a dead person.

On the top of the North Building, a fake Taoist priest wearing a loose Taoist robe and gray hair was waving his hand anxiously to drive him away.

"Xiao Kezi, you bastard, why don't you turn back!"

But in the blink of an eye, after the lightning and thunder, the fake Taoist priest was shattered by a figure wearing a white casual outfit.

He replaced him, looking down at Clyde, running towards him with helplessness, and even shook his head with a hint of pity:
Chapter completed!