Ding!

In the midst of lightning and flint, Wang Zun took out a black earthen jar and blocked it in front of him. The flying knife hit the black earthen jar, making a crisp sound, and was bounced away.

Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief and grinned. The black earthen jar can be developed into a defensive treasure!

The red-eyed ghost had a sullen face, and could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. He controlled the flying knives as fast as lightning and attacked Wang Zun and his group!

Of course, Wang Zun could not let his trick succeed. He held the black earthen jar and blocked the flying knife attack for his family.

Yan Wei and the four ghosts attacked crazily, like a violent storm, and once again forced the red-eyed ghost into a corner.

There was no hesitation, no hesitation, four ghosts and one person, the attack was like lightning, fierce and crazy!

Wang Zun also went up to patch up a vine and hit the red-eyed ghost.

The red-eyed devil was defeated, and his power was shared!

The power of a red-eyed fierce ghost is undoubtedly a huge source of nutrition for the four ghosts, which instantly increases their strength a lot.

Especially the three green-eyed ghosts, Zhu Jin, Mo Yu, and Xiao Ling, after devouring the power of the red-eyed ghost, the blood in the depths of their eyes became even brighter.

Gui Teng was not behind, he also took a bite and jumped happily on Wang Zun's body.

Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief, but his bigger worry was that this was just one red-eyed ghost, so they had to use all their strength. What should they do if there were two more red-eyed ghosts?

What about the blood building?

Besides, are there really just three red-eyed ghosts?

Wang Zun had a sullen face and was not happy at all. Is the fourth floor just the edge of the ghost realm?

Where is the real ghost land?

Squatting down, Wang Zun picked up a small knife from the ground.

This knife is the weapon of the red-eyed ghost.

It felt cold in my hands, as if I had picked up a piece of ice, and my hands immediately went numb.

"I wonder if I can control this knife to fly around like him and kill ghosts several meters away!"

Wang Zun licked his lips. He liked this indescribable magical power very much. However, he was a human being and didn't know how to teach. Just think about it.

If it were Lin Feng, it would be different, right?

Keeping this knife should be useful. Wang Zun smiled and was about to put the knife away. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling suddenly jumped out, staring at the shining blue plastic eyes with an innocent look on his face.

Without saying anything, he opened his mouth and swallowed the knife.

Wang Zun:Σ(?д?llll)

What to do?

Eat a knife?

Crazy, right?

Wang Zun grabbed Xiao Ling's rabbit ears and swallowed what he said. Xiao Ling should have his own plan and he didn't want to hinder him too much.

Taking a breath, Wang Zun looked at the three blue-eyed ghosts. The red light in the depths of their eyes was obviously brighter, and they were all evolving towards the red-eyed ghosts!

Yan Wei took two puffs of cigarette, one of his blood-red pupils turned, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was obvious that he felt a little heavy and that he could not control the development of things.

Wang Zun grabbed the ghost-fighting knife and went to several rooms on the fourth floor. He wanted to find the ghost heart. If this was the center of the Blood Tower, there must be more ghosts.

There are walls of flesh everywhere, with black blood vessels criss-crossing and flowing with black ghost blood, giving Wang Zun the feeling of being in a person's body.

This feels very depressing and uncomfortable!

I opened all the rooms and found nothing special.

The red-eyed ghost said that this is just the edge of the ghost realm, and it can be regarded as just entering the scope of the ghost realm.

So, where is the real ghost land?

Wang Zun didn't know much about the ghost realm, but he still knew that the ghost realm could be integrated with anything, such as a slipper, a painting, a pen, a hair...

Everywhere you look, there may be a ghost hidden in everything here!

Wang Zun stood in the living room, motionless. He glanced around, not missing any clues.

"Let's go and have a big fight, it doesn't matter whether we live or die!"

Yan Wei spoke, threw away the cigarette butt, lit another cigarette, carried the big blood-stained iron rod, and walked toward the top of the building.

Wang Zun suddenly realized, yes, there was another door he had not opened, the door on the roof!

The ghost vines were crawling on the body, and the ghost-killing sword was clutching tightly. Wang Zun had a sullen face, and the group walked up cautiously.

Unlike Wang Zun who was cautious and cautious, Yanwei was arrogant and would hit the flesh wall with a big iron rod from time to time, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was coming.

Too!

There is no reason to talk to a madman!

Creak!

The rusty iron door was pushed open, and what came into view was not the starry night sky, but endless blood!

The blood was like water, pouring in from the sky and covering the earth. The pungent smell of blood stimulated Wang Zun's nerves, and there was a deafening sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

After the bloody light, there were ghosts like zombies one after another. They were walking aimlessly, or they were standing motionless, with their hands lowered and their heads lowered.

This is a bloody world, endless blood, endless blood, endless blood...

In this endless blood, there is a four-story small building. The small building is illusory and transparent, and the whole body is blood red, like a ruby. It is wrapped with ghost energy and endless blood falls.

It floats in mid-air, beating like a heart.

Because, underneath it, blood vessels hang down from the blood building and are connected to a beating heart.

Black heart!

Every time the black heart beats, the blood tower also trembles. Immediately afterwards, a drop of black blood will gather under the heart. The black blood is about to fall, but it just won't fall.

Under the heart, there were five figures standing, both male and female. They were all raising their heads and opening their mouths, trying to catch any drop of black blood that was about to fall.

These five ghosts were all covered in blood red. No ghost within ten meters around them dared to come close. The other ghosts' eyes lit up when they saw the black blood. However, they seemed to be incapable of competing for the black blood, so they could only stare!

The appearance of Wang Zun and his group attracted the attention of the surrounding ghosts. They all looked over with expressionless expressions. Blue eyes, white eyes, and red clothes. Wang Zun did a rough calculation, and there were really no less than a hundred!

"Five...these five...are red-eyed ghosts?"

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. The information he got was completely outdated.

Bring along the red-eyed ghosts they destroyed, isn't that six?

That’s twice as much!

He saw that there were not only thirteen blue-eyed ghosts around him, but there were no less than twenty blue-eyed ghosts here alone!

The red-clothed fierce ghost and the white-eyed ghost are even more terrifying figures.

His face trembled, Wang Zun took a big breath, the death index of this mission is only [Advanced]?

is that a lie?

"uncle……"

Wang Zun felt that he had no strength to speak. He had never felt such a heartbreaking feeling.

"Why are you talking so much?"

"After entering here, is it possible for you to turn back? If you look back, the door is gone. If you want to leave alive, kill the other party wherever you go. That heart is everything here!"

Yan Wei took a drag on his cigarette, grinned, swung the big iron rod, his red eyes trembled, he was so excited that he wished he had two more legs, and rushed out immediately.

puff!

Smashing a ghost's head with one stick, this stick was like a pebble dropped on the calm water, waking up all the ghosts here and causing them to explode all at once.

There is no reason to retreat, the battle is about to begin.

"Big headed little spirit!"

Wang Zun did not move, narrowed his eyes, and spoke with a calm face.

"You two are responsible for eating!"

"Zhu Jin, Mo Yu, you two are responsible for stuffing these damn things into their mouths!"

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, no matter what, he must forcibly create a red-eyed ghost tonight!

"good!"

Without any complaints, the four ghosts agreed in unison.

"Don't worry about me, let's get started!"

Wang Zun held the black earthen jar, his eyes never moving away from the five red-eyed ghosts.

Five red-eyed ghosts, they are no match at all. Wang Zun wants to create just one red eye, just one!
To be continued...