Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

The underworld.

This is a place where even hope is deeply buried. Only Meng Po's soup can make people forget everything and start a new life.

In the hearts of people in real-world countries, this is a place that only appears in mythological biographies such as Journey to the West.

It is the final destination of people after death.

Here, you can erase all your memories, reincarnate, and start over again.

and so.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and roads of bones.

Thousands of souls, tens of thousands of ghosts, and people in the underworld.

This was all the scene that Zheng Zha and his group saw after they came in.

There is no eeriness or horror in the secular sense here, only what is natural.

People eat people, ghosts eat ghosts, and everything you see is taken for granted.

But it was this kind of natural scene that was a little hard for everyone on the Zhongzhou team to accept.

After all, these are scenes that cannot be seen in the real world, or in human beings.

Or it could be an existence that is beyond imagination.

But now it appeared right in front of them, even not far away.

At this time, Zhan Lan whispered:

"Be careful, there's something coming from a distance!"

After saying that, he pointed in a direction.

Despite all the difficulties, the good news is that Zhan Lan's abilities are not limited by different scenarios.

Hear the prompt.

Zhang Heng drew his bow and arrow, while Zhan Lan also took out two pistols loaded with psychic bullets.

Saito Hajime and his men were all fully armed.

After all, this environment, this atmosphere, and this location.

The Black Mountain Demon and the others were not surprised at all when a thousand-year-old ghost showed up.

Although the underworld, Amshe Oasis, Hamunaptra, and Shangri-La are all secret realms or small worlds.

They are essentially the same existence.

However, there are differences between secret realms and small worlds.

The underworld in Uncle Zombie is obviously the top one among them.

Soon, several red spots of light came from the direction Zhan Lan mentioned, leaving long tails.

The light paused in the air after it came closer.

Finally, they were shot to the ground and transformed into pale-faced beings wearing official uniforms.

These official uniforms have a big "gap" on the front and back.

They had big swords on their waists, and it looked like they were part of a small team.

"No one is allowed to enter the underworld!"

After landing, the eighteen ghost officials shouted at the same time.

Everyone on the Zhongzhou team couldn't help but get nervous when they saw this scene.

Saito looked at Zheng Zha:

Whether to be the captain or not.

If this goes viral, we might end up on the wanted list of the underworld.

Zheng Zha: Don’t look at me, I don’t know either.

Several people could feel that although these ghost officials looked powerful, they were actually just that simple.

I guess the psychic bullets can kill the opponent's soul.

But the problem is that the opponent is just an existence at the lowest level of the underworld, so it is normal for them to be weak.

At the very least, there are the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Devil, the Black and White Impermanence, the Judge, the King of Hell, and so on.

If a fight really starts, God knows what level they can reach now?
Black and White Impermanence? Or Judge Hades?
Even above the Ten Kings of Hell there are the Five Ghost Kings, and above the Ghost Kings there are the legendary Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the divine beast Di Ting.

This series of events couldn't help but make everyone feel nervous.

Seeing that the Zhongzhou team did not react, a group of ghost officials took another step forward and shouted again.

Saw this scene.

Chu Xuan suddenly turned around and whispered something in Zheng Zha's ear.

While Zheng Zha was in a daze, he took out a drop of "liquid" from the ring.

And at the same time as this drop of liquid appeared, the eighteen ghost officials on the opposite side seemed to come alive.

It was clearly a ghost, but its throat moved noticeably.

Their eyes were wide open on their pale faces.

Almost fell out even.

The "alive" ghost retracted his knife immediately, and they looked at each other for a moment.

The leader clasped his fists and bowed.

Looking at the ghost who bowed 90 degrees, Chen Zilong and the others were surprised without waiting.

One by one, they turned into red light and disappeared into the empty area.

Wait until the light disappears.

It took a few people to react.

"Um, Captain, are you in the underworld or do you have connections?"

After a moment of silence, Chen Zilong asked in confusion.

Zheng Zha shook his head and took the water drop back:

"Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on."

"What happened just now?" Zhan Lan asked curiously.

Zheng Zha laughed helplessly:
"It's Meng Po soup, do you remember?"

"These are the props that Li Xiao prepared for Zhang Jie."

"As a result, because of The Matrix, it has been in the ring. If Chu Xuan hadn't reminded me just now, I would have almost forgotten about it."

"Uh, so, why did Chu Xuan do that?"

Chu Xuan looked around and said:

"Meng Po soup, for the Lord God, this is a B-level side story."

"Not only Mengpo Soup, but all the props in the main god space, some of which are famous in mythological stories, I have studied them all."

"At that time, I discovered a problem. That is, in certain horror movie plots, the props exchanged for these items can not only give the reincarnation the abilities that he himself possesses."

“There are some more important ancillary values.”

“These additional values ​​may even be greater than the capabilities of the item itself.”

Hearing this, everyone including Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan subconsciously opened their mouths wide.

Because if Chu Xuan hadn't said this in this environment, they might not have understood what it meant for a while.

Chu Xuan continued:

"And what happened just now is one of the added values ​​of Mengpo Soup."

"After all, in the underworld, the one who possesses Meng Po soup is not an ordinary person."

"And Meng Po's status in the mythology system is not low."

"I think those ghost messengers just now must have mistaken us for Meng Po's people."

At this moment, Zhan Lan nodded thoughtfully:

"I quite agree with this."

"For some items, the Lord God only introduces their abilities, but does not mention their additional value."

"For example, Zheng Zha's Snow Drinking Mad Blade,"

“If you enter the world of Fengyun, after changing your appearance, Zheng Zha holds the Snow Drinking Mad Blade and says that he is Nie Feng, nine out of ten people will probably believe it.”

"And my magic cloak. If I enter the world of Marvel, I'm afraid I will have some innate advantages."

"However, Chu Xuan, you just mentioned Meng Po's status..."

"Let's go and talk while walking. The dowsing rod is responding." Saito interrupted at this time.

Everyone nodded.

After taking out the Green Goblin skateboard, one figure after another broke through the fog and soared into the sky.

Saito shuddered as he rode on the broom and said:

"The Meng Po you just mentioned."

"I know that, but I only know the real world."

"In reality, there are four versions of Meng Po."

"The first one is the earliest one, which was recorded in a Taoist classic in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is said that when the universe was first created, he was originally an official in the heaven. Because he was used to the love, hatred and vengeance in the human world, he came to the Naihe Bridge in the underworld and refined all the thoughts in the human world into Mengpo Soup to help those souls forget everything and reincarnate again."

"The second one is more famous. You've all heard of the folk story of Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall."

"Rumor has it that this deed not only alarmed the emperor, but also the heavens."

"After crying down the Great Wall, Meng Jiangnu made Mengpo soup for herself in order to forget her painful memories. The gods, moved by her love for her husband, spared Meng Jiangnu the suffering of reincarnation and allowed her to make Mengpo soup beside the Naihe Bridge."

"This legend became popular during the Yuan Dynasty and has been passed down to this day."

"The third one is that Meng Po was born in the Western Han Dynasty. She started studying Confucian books when she was young. When she grew up, she started to recite Buddhist scriptures. She remained a virgin until she was 81 years old. She was called Meng Po."

"This is the most ordinary and down-to-earth of all the legends."

"The fourth one is exaggerated, but it is also the most likely one."

"That's what's said in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It says that she was the second daughter of Yao in ancient times. Her name was Nüying. Later, she and her sister Ehuang married Shun together."

"After finally going through hardships and sufferings, I am willing to stay in a corner of the soul."

"Of course, there are many folk sayings, such as the legend that Meng Po in the underworld is the incarnation of one soul and two spirits of the Earth Mother."

"This is a long story, ahem, anyway, what Chu Xuan said is right."

"The underworld is also a mythical force with a very complex official system."

Saito shuddered again as he spoke.

And this time, there is no stopping.

Then, Li Ru and Zhang Heng, who had remained silent, also began to tremble.

So much so that the archer Zhang Heng couldn't even hold the bow and arrow in his hands.

On the other hand, Zheng Zha and Zhu Wen were all fine.

Zhan Lan spoke up immediately and sharply: "No, stop Zheng Zha."

After saying that, Zhan Lan's hair began to flutter, and several people only felt a strong sense of being watched sweeping across their bodies.

Zheng Zha realized something belatedly after seeing Saito Ichi and Cheng Xiao who seemed very cold.

Chu Xuan said at this time:
"No need to check Zhan Lan, it should be the Yin energy entering the body."

"I'm afraid this is the price of entering the underworld."

"I, Zheng Zha, can be considered a creature of the underworld in a sense. Zhan Lan and Zhu Wen are fine because of their strong mental strength."

"Although it is Ghost Month and Ghost Festival now, as a living being with yang energy in my body, I still have a natural repulsion."

Hearing this, Qi Teng shuddered in mid-air and said:

"But, but, didn't Taoist Sisisimu say before that during the Ghost Festival, when the Yin Qi is so thick that ordinary people can hardly tell whether they are dead or alive, they can enter and exit the Ghost Gate?"

"Shouldn't it be easier since we are so much stronger than ordinary people?"

"how?"

"No, it's exactly the opposite of what you said, especially you, Chen Zilong, Cheng Xiao, Zhang Heng, and Li Ru."

At this time, Zhan Lan opened his eyes: "Okay, it's true."

"If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you and the others, Saito Ichi, will really go to hell in two hours."

Zheng Zha looked at Chu Xuan curiously and asked:

"Why, you just said the opposite?"

"They all have human or positive bloodlines. To use the Taoist mythology system, the human head fire is too strong. The stronger it is, the stronger it is. Otherwise, ghost messengers would not be everywhere."

"I think it was attracted by us."

Zheng Zha:

"What should I do?"

Chu Xuan quickly glanced over and said:
"Zhu Wen, you possess Zhan Lan, Zheng Zha, you put the rest of them into the demon refining pot."

"It should be able to recover in the Demon Refining Pot."

After a brief discussion, only Zheng Zha, Chu Xuan and Zhan Lan were left outside.

After Zhu Wen possessed the body, his mental power increased by 30%.

Zhan Lan was obviously more relaxed.

But when Chu Xuan and Zhan Lan took out the Green Goblin skateboard again.

Zheng Zha said, "If it's just the three of us, then let's speed up."

After saying this, Zheng Zha put his hands one on the left and one on the right.

The muscles on the back began to swell, and the huge wings stretched out more than ten meters, filled with blood-red light.

next moment.

With the muffled sound from under the wings of flesh and blood, Zheng Zha and the two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.

At this moment, the speed was actually much faster than the Green Goblin's skateboard.

Rushing down in mid-air.

Zhan Lan looked at the dragon-finding ruler in his hand and immediately shared the direction with Zheng Zha through his mind.

Ten minutes later.

"People, no, ghosts. Lots of ghosts!"

Zheng Zha's speed, while flying at full speed in the gene-locked state, was not much different from the speed of sound, even if it did not reach the speed of sound.

Even if some ghosts or monsters were alarmed, after seeing the speed and the blood on Zheng Zha's body.

I just assumed it and pretended not to see it.

After all, they have all died once, so they have some idea of ​​the situation.

But everything is not so smooth. After all, there are all kinds of birds in the forest.

For example, now.

Zheng Zha, who was speeding in the air, left a Z-shaped mark at the reminder of Zhan Lan.

Dodged a whip that shot out from the ground.

At the same time, Zheng Zha loosened his hands, and the next moment.

The crystal long knife was held in the palm of his hand.

I saw a white knife light more than 30 meters long slashing downwards.

The ghost who launched the sneak attack didn't expect Zheng Zha to react so quickly.

However, due to the distance, the ghost did not think it would hit him, but at the same time the white knife light appeared.

A delicate rebuke echoed in the ghost's heart.

"Confinement!"

The words come true, and the mental power surges.

The ghost only felt that his whole body was frozen in place and unable to move.

When this self-righteous and powerful ghost broke free and regained his freedom, the knife light was already in front of him.

Behind the flash of the knife was a golden Buddhist scripture and a bald monk who had not appeared at all just now.

After a few seconds.

Saito nodded while holding the sutra, and his figure disappeared again.

Zheng Zha didn't even land, and continued on his journey with Chu Xuan and Zhan Lan.

The entire delay did not exceed thirty seconds.

In the mind.

Zheng Zha: Obtained a C-level side story, 1500 reward points.

Chu Xuan: How much does it consume?
Zheng Zha: As for internal force, it’s 40%, but there’s still some in the ring.

Zhan Lan, what about you?

Zhan Lan: If it’s a ghost of this level, it can come three more times.

After some calculation.

Zheng Zha said helplessly:
It’s a pity that the current situation does not allow it, otherwise, the underworld is so large.

There are at least 1,800 such ghosts.

When added together, this is no less than an S-level side story.

Chu Xuan: There is nothing to regret. There are so many ghosts and monsters, and our energy reserves are not enough.

What's more, if too many are killed, it might alarm certain beings.

Furthermore, in this environment, I will not allow your energy to drop below 30 percent.

Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan, what level do you think your strength is at in the mythological system of the underworld?
Zheng Zha thought for a moment while galloping and said:
"If we look at the ghost messenger we saw before, and the evil ghost who ruled the mountain."

"The reward the Lord God gave me just now was a C-level side story, which means that the strength of this evil ghost should be between B or double C."

"Maybe it's the strength of the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon. If converted in this way, I should be able to fight against A-level or double A-level reincarnations."

"So that means the level of the Ten Kings of Hell?"

"Uh, am I that awesome?"

"Why do I always feel so strange?" (End of this chapter)