Chapter 232 The Living Dead
This is a corpse.
A woman's body.
The body of a woman who has died for many years is full of rotten and decayed smell.
At this moment, it opened its bloody mouth and bit it down at Lu Yun's head.
"ah--"
But the next moment, the corpse seemed to have suffered severe damage, and its mouth made a sharp scream, and its body disappeared in an instant.
In Lu Yun's eyes, two hell fires slowly converged.
This female corpse turned into a ghost, and she was an extremely terrifying ghost.
The aura of the Book of Life and Death on Lu Yun's body could not yet be convinced by the evil spirits, but the fire of hell was the nemesis of all ghosts.
Just now, Lu Yun released the fire of hell and immediately injured it.
"Be careful, that thing is very resentful...what is going on!"
But the next moment, Lu Yun's face changed drastically.
Except for him, Qing Han and Lu Shenhou, the other four people all turned into the appearance of the evil ghost.
The mouth seemed to be torn apart by something, and the huge gap until the ears and eye sockets turned into two blood holes, and the rotten eyes fell out of the blood hole.
At this moment, they were shaking towards the bronze door.
"Don't go, don't go..."
Lu Shenhou took a few steps in a row, and the memories that made him frightened came to his heart like a tide.
Lu Shenhou finally remembered what happened after the tomb. It was an extremely terrifying place. His friends, his brothers, and his beloved women all turned into this way in that tomb and eventually died tragically.
Lu Shenhou relied on the power of the Xuantian Dao Fruit given by Lu Daoling, the ancestor of the Lu clan, to barely escape from there.
But at this moment, Wu Tulong and the other four people actually became like this.
"Why are you two..."
Lu Shenhou looked at Lu Yun and Qing Han again.
At this moment, Qing Han's face turned pale. In that moment, if it weren't for the Ziwei Emperor Star on her body moving with the Mu Xian Map, he would probably have turned into the look of that evil ghost.
Lu Yun looked at Lu Shenhou with a slightly complicated expression, and then said coldly: "Don't go anywhere if you stay here! Wait until I come back!"
"Qinghan, come with me!"
Lu Yun pulled Qing Han and headed towards the bronze door.
At this moment, Wu Tulong, Zi Chen, Dongfang Hao, and Mo Jitian, who was fixed by Lu Yun with the talisman, had already broken free from the suppression of the talisman and entered the tomb chamber behind the bronze door.
"I'll go too..."
Lu Shenhou said hurriedly.
"Don't come over!"
Lu Yun shouted coldly: "You stay here to help me and Qing Han!"
Qing Han looked back at Lu Shenhou.
Lu Shenhou stood there blankly, looking a little at a loss.
"He won't be in trouble, right?"
Qing Han was a little worried.
"As long as he doesn't enter the third floor tomb, there will be no problem."
Lu Yun nodded and said with great confidence.
While speaking, Lu Yun pushed open the bronze door.
Crunch-
The bronze door slowly opened.
...
“Where is this place?”
Qing Han's eyes widened, and a deep fear and... shock flashed in his eyes.
"I have no idea."
Lu Yun shook his head in confusion, and Lu Yun was also stunned by the scene in front of him.
Behind this bronze gate is a boundless sea of blood!
There are countless black boats floating densely above this endless sea of blood, but these black boats are as if they are folded out of black paper.
There was a person sitting in each paper boat, and a pale lantern hung on the bow of the boat, reflecting the faces of the people in the paper boat into the same pale.
"Is this a real sea of blood, or an illusion formed by the formation?"
Qing Han's face turned pale. He looked at the scene in front of him and murmured.
Lu Yun didn't say anything, and a raging fire of hell was burning on his body, protecting him and Qing Han.
The evil ghost turned into a female corpse was standing by the sea of blood. The two blood holes in their eyes were emitting a faint blood light, staring at the two.
On the shore of the Sea of Blood, four empty paper boats, Wu Tulong and others were docking, shaking towards the four small boats.
"This is the Shiyinhuihai...the real Shiyinhuihai. The living beings carrying these paper ships are all dead here."
Lu Yun looked at the boundless sea of blood in front of him and murmured, "I didn't expect that the Ten Yin Seas would actually converge into a sea of blood!"
"That little girl..."
Suddenly, Qing Han saw a familiar figure above the sea of blood.
It was a little girl who looked five or six years old, sitting quietly on a paper boat, holding a bunch of candied haws that had already rotted.
Qing Han felt as if his whole body was poured by a basin of cold water, and he couldn't help but shivered.
That little girl was the little girl Qinghan met in the town who was eating candied haws. He squatted down and teased her.
But unexpectedly, this little girl appeared here!
Qing Han opened his eyes wide. He not only saw the girl, but also the residents of the mortal town and all the residents!
Sitting one by one in the paper boat, expressionless.
"They are all dead?"
Qing Han's voice was trembling.
"Yes, they're all dead."
Lu Yun said calmly: "This place where the Ten Yinshui Sea is, the cathode and the anode, has a mysterious power shrouded... The residents of the town have long died, but they don't know that they are dead, and they still think they are still alive. So, they survived in the town. They are quiet and leisurely, carefree, have no worries, no worries, no worries about birth, old age, sickness and death, and will live like this forever."
"The mortals in that small town may be the mortals in the fairy world now, or people from ancient times, or people from ancient times."
Lu Yun said softly: "They are alive, and they are supported by a little belief in 'living'. Once they know they are dead, then they will really die and the town will disappear."
Lu Yun used the three powers of Feng Shui compass, Youtong, and the Book of Life and Death to calculate the truth about the town.
Lu Yun was unwilling to destroy the tranquility of the town. Even if all the residents in the town were living dead, Lu Yun was still unwilling to destroy it.
Under the influence of that mysterious power, even if they were dead, they were still alive, no different from a real living person, but... they would not die.
Listening to Lu Yun's words, even though Qing Han had experienced many things with Lu Yun, this time, he was really scared.
"Wait...that person isn't..."
Suddenly, Qing Han seemed to have discovered something, and he widened his eyes.
"Don't say it!"
Lu Yun immediately stopped Qing Han, "Don't say it, he can still survive. If you say it... he will really die."
Qing Han covered his mouth and nodded fiercely.
At this moment, Qing Han finally understood something.
"I don't care what you are or what the things you're setting up here are for."
The fire of hell became more and more fierce on Lu Yun's body, "I want to take these four people away."
The evil ghost stared at Lu Yun with his empty eyes. After a long time, it only remembered its hoarse and erratic voice.
"Yes, I'll exchange it for my life..."
Lu Yun nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the magical power of life and death was activated by the Yin and Yang realms, and four figures appeared in front of Lu Yun.
These are four ghost messengers.
When Lu Yun was in Jiange and entered Xiankan Nei City, he didn't know how many people were blocking him. The ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers in hell could even form an army.
However, once a creature becomes a ghost messenger, except for a few extremely talented people, he will become cannon fodder-like waste. Moreover, these ghost messengers are all Lu Yun’s former enemies and were killed by him.
Lu Yun had no feelings for these people who were sick and sick.
After receiving four ghost messengers, the evil ghost turned them into the same appearance as it did.
Wu Tulong and others who were about to board the paper boat also fainted from the ground.
Lu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
"In the future... you are not allowed to come here again."
Chapter completed!