I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 330: You Eat Shit
The so-called secret realm is somewhere between reality and reality.

When the spiritual energy of all things gathers together, sensing the opportunity of heaven and earth, this secret source of external transformation can be created.

Generally speaking, secret realms contain extraordinary treasures. Although they are guarded by ferocious beasts, they are still a kind of experience and gain.

But the place in front of me is not as simple as an ordinary secret realm.

"Sanghuai" means: all thoughts are lost, and there are ghosts beside the tree.

The former "Sanghuai Sect" was unknown, but the Taoism passed down by its ancestors was the real ghost Tao of Huangquan.

After being tempted by the [Ten Eyes], the entire sect tried their best to attract the underworld in order to obtain the boundless power of the Nine Netherworld.

Obviously, they succeeded, and the appearance of the [Sanghuai Secret Realm] in front of them is the best evidence.

But again, they failed.

Because no one could resist the power of the Nine Netherworlds, at the moment when the passage was reached, hundreds of ghosts walked at night, and the entire sect was dragged into the underworld, and no one survived.

Afterwards, [Ten Eyes] silently propagandized and lured more people to come here to die in order to complete the conspiracy behind it.

"Hmm, no, it doesn't matter." Wen Fufu timidly hid behind Cao An, revealing her head, trying to peek out of fear.

After entering, the reason why he was not as lucky as Wen Fufu was because his merits were not only balancing Sima Shu's crimes, but also protecting Pan Daxi.

"So what we have to do now is to solve the problem once and for all."

"Woooooo~~~"

That is, he has saved living beings in four continents and has the merit of saving the world. His merit is so high that it is absolutely terrifying.

Pan Daxi touched his head and smiled honestly at Wen Fufu: "I'm sorry, I might scare you later."

Pan Daxi is the master of the Huangquan Taoist Collection. He used countless blood and human lives to refine the Tao-breaking magic weapon. The densely packed mantras on his body represent the cry of wronged souls and blood.

Looking around, you can see corpses strewn all over the ground, barren graves all over the mountain, and countless innocent souls wailing in mourning, which is horrifying to hear.

"Well! Don't worry!" Pan Daxi nodded and took the initiative to step forward and break away from Cao An's team.

"Let's break the formation here first. Brother Pan, I'll leave it to you."

"How to solve?"

The ghost power of the two parties cooperated internally and externally, and broke out at the same time, instantly breaking through the secret formation of the [Ten Eyes], revealing the true face of Huangquan Road, and the secret realm turned into a ghost realm in the blink of an eye.

The turbid air was diffuse, and the smell of blood and corruption poured into the nose.

The brother and sister hit the ground with all their strength, and the power of breaking the path suddenly exploded, triggering a strong reaction from the ghosts.

Brothers and sisters who should not exist in this world caused resentment to rise to the sky, and the surrounding scenery began to become distorted.

Cao An just explained the situation to Sima Shu, but actually one thing was not made clear.

Pan Daxi roared to the sky, the golden scales on his shoulders fell, his figure surged, and dense Taoist secrets appeared on his skin.

At this moment, the two of them separated, allowing Pan Daxi to release his aura with all his strength. His terrifying underworld ghost aura immediately disturbed the peaceful environment around him.

This person is the existence that the entire underworld cannot tolerate.

A large hole suddenly opened in his chest, and Sister Pan slowly crawled out from her brother's heart with a darker aura.

What's more, the ruins of the dilapidated inn on the roadside have now returned to a prosperous business.

A group of monks who came in just a step ahead of them were sitting in the inn ignorantly, eating delicious food and preparing to recharge their batteries and continue exploring.

But they also don't want to think about it, is there really an inn for cultivation in such a dangerous secret realm?

In the blink of an eye, darkness fell.

The enthusiastic waiter turned into a ferocious green-faced ghost. The rag draped over his shoulders was nothing more than an iron rope that seduced people. It made a clanging sound when hung from his shoulders. Look at the delicacies on the table: bed bugs, poisonous weeds, carrion, feces...

"vomit!!"

"Help! Help! Ugh~~"

The sound of vomiting echoed madly in the inn. The diners spit out the large pieces of beef that they stuffed into their mouths, and turned into squirming insects on the spot.

The smell of feces mixed with rotting meat instantly filled the entire mouth. The diners fell to their knees one after another, almost vomiting out disgusting bile.

But before they could spit out their shit, the ruthless Soul Hook had already ruthlessly hooked their necks.

Those who can see this inn must be those with serious sins. This shit-eating is just an appetizer. They are caught in the underworld. The eighteen levels of hell behind them will be more comfortable for them.

Of course, some monks with minor crimes will also have a hard time.

Seeing this horrific scene, they naturally resisted desperately, but for a while they couldn't find an exit, and chaos and killing began to spread in the secret realm.

There was nothing Cao An could do about this situation.

After all, this is the enemy's conspiracy. The only thing he can do is to resolve this crisis as soon as possible.

"The noise is not enough. We must make more noise. Come on, little devils, get some air!"

Cao An took out the ghost book in his arms, and a group of little ghosts led by Akong rushed out together with Huang Quan Sha.

Cao An didn't use this thing much on weekdays.

After all, Akong's strength is limited, and they can only be effective in some specific situations.

But on this road to hell, they became very... cowardly.

"Ghost, ghost!" Akong appeared and felt the huge Nine Nether ghost energy for the first time. He thought he had come to a good place.

I didn't want to open my eyes and saw that the surroundings were densely packed with ghosts. I was immediately frightened to the point of death.

They are half humans and half ghosts after being refined!

If you encounter ghosts, you are encountering a natural enemy. Look at the crying stick and the hook, it will kill them.

A group of little ghosts hugged each other in fear and looked at Cao An pitifully.

"Don't worry, I'm just asking you to build up your momentum. You don't need to fight." Cao An waved his hand to reassure them.

The Huangquan Road here is more terrifying than what Cao An has seen before.

The last time Cao An came in, he actually did not do anything. Secretly, he had used the talent of [Three-Dimensional Human] to imitate multiple races.

In the end, there was only ghost energy, which attracted an inexplicable ghost aura.

That's why he was so sure that this place was very close to the underworld.

What it wants to do at this moment is to create a scene of evil ghosts rioting.

The Pan brothers and sisters took the lead, followed by a group of little ghosts, plus the passers-by and monks who didn't know what was going on around them. Isn't this the rhythm of the Evil Ghost King's uprising?
Rumbling--

In the distance, there was a thunderous explosion, and an even more terrifying aura came, and the power of the underworld began to explode in full force.

And that was exactly where Cao An was looking for.

"rush!"

Cao An gave an order, clasped his palms together, and the Dharma of Ksitigarbha gathered behind him.

The terrifying Buddha's intention erupted, causing the surrounding ghosts to freeze instantly. Cao An rushed out with everyone without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)