Chapter 341: Going Alone in a Dangerous Place

Looking at the dangerous world filled with red mist in front of him, Zhao Mu fell into deep thought.

Although he had known about the dangerous place for a long time, he never expected that he would encounter it so soon.

"Why do you want to eliminate the evil Jedi and save the common people... This doesn't seem to be what your Ghost Dao Sect should do." Zhao Mu questioned.

He suspected that this little Pluto had another purpose.

Could it be that there are some treasures in this dangerous place?

Little Pluto pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "Who calls me unlucky? The abyss is so big, but the core leyline found a breakthrough in the barren land I manage, allowing the first vicious land in the entire Xianwu Continent to appear. On my territory, if I don’t solve this troublesome thing, once the ferocious monsters emerge, it will be the end.”

Well, as expected, there is another purpose.

But Zhao Mu didn't expect this to be the reason.

For a moment, Zhao Mu didn't know whether to gloat or sympathize with this Pluto.

But this is your own problem. It’s your fault for involving me!

Zhao Mu was speechless, but there was nothing he could do about it.

I can only think about it a little bit and think of it as a bottom-up before the vicious Jedi appears in full force.

If this opportunity can be used to understand the dangers of the dangerous land, then Zhao Mu can also make targeted preparations in the future.

I can't refuse anyway, so I just have to be decisive.

Zhao Mu stood up and said, "In that case, let's go in."

"Don't worry yet."

Little Pluto chuckled, and suddenly stretched out his little hand to draw a circle in the void, and actually opened a space door with his bare hands.

On the other side of the door seems to be the interior of the castle.

"Laisen, please bring the meat vessels in. You can take medicine." Little Pluto said in an indifferent tone.

"Obey my master."

A sharp voice came from the darkness.

Zhao Mu looked through the space door and was shocked to find tens of thousands of mortals, neatly arranged in the underground palace.

There are as many as seventy or eighty thousand.

Most of these mortals were sallow and thin, and they seemed to have been imprisoned in the underground palace for a long time. Suddenly they saw a light appear, and everyone had a look of panic on their faces, which seemed to predict what was going to happen next.

Zhao Mu frowned deeply.

"You want to use these mortals as cannon fodder and let them explore their way deep into the dangerous place?"

Zhao Mu seemed to have guessed Little Pluto's intention.

"Yes, but not entirely."

Little Pluto looked back at Zhao Mu, with no smile on his face, and he was so indifferent that it was scary.

"The most dangerous thing in the Fierce Jedi Land is the demon spirits that absorb the essence of the earth veins and are corroded by the power of deception. The existence of these demon spirits will greatly increase the difficulty for us to explore the Fierce Jedi Land, so I need to use these flesh weapons to trap them. For the demon spirits living in the Fierce Jedi Land, I will use the Soul-Leaving Pill to extract the souls from these physical bodies and turn them into empty shells of flesh and blood. In this way, when they enter the Fierce Jedi Land, they will become The best carrier for demonic possession.”

"It only takes tens of thousands of meat weapons to suppress at least a thousand demon spirits. This deal is the most cost-effective."

Zhao Mu suppressed the anger in his heart: "Those are tens of thousands of living lives. In your eyes, are they just props?"

"life?"

Little Pluto said in a mocking tone: "The troubled times are coming. Mortals who don't have the skills to protect themselves are worse than ants. Uncle, you don't even know such a basic truth, do you?"

"Or are you a compassionate and bodhisattva-hearted person who can't bear to see you sent away?"

"Well, I'll give you a chance. As long as you enter the Fierce Jedi Land first and clear out all the demon spirits inside, then of course I have no reason to use these flesh weapons. I will also put them all back and set them free." ”

"Do you dare?"

Little Pluto tilted his head and stared at Zhao Mu, his eyes full of provocation.

"I hope you will do what you say."

Zhao Mu did not hesitate, holding the golden Buddha lantern, he strode into the red mist.

Seeing this, Little Pluto just shook his head: "Even if you are holding a Buddhist holy object and protected by a pure Yang body, the power of the demon is beyond your imagination, but since you are so courageous, I can Keep your promise once.”

Then, Little Hades whispered again.

"Uncle, if you die, I will definitely help you collect your body. When the time comes, I will make your body into a puppet so that you can serve me forever."

On the other side of the space door, a ghostly shadow shuttled through and crawled in front of Little Pluto.

"Master, do you still need to feed the meat vessels with the soul-leaving pill?"

"Wait a minute... Go and keep an eye on the woman making trouble outside. Don't let her kill Xiaoran."

"Master, I'm afraid I am no match for that woman, she is very strong."

"Look at how cowardly you are, I just let you stare and let me know if there is any movement, but I didn't let you fight with her."

"As you command, my master."

The shadow slowly dispersed.

In the red mist.

The golden Buddha lamp seemed to be stimulated by something, and it bloomed with more dazzling golden Buddha light.

Zhao Mu held the Supreme Xuanyang Sword in one hand and the Divine Emperor's Bright Sun Clock in the other, walking in the red mist with cautious steps.

There was silence all around, but there was always an eerie and eerie aura that could not be stopped by even the magical weapons and robes. There were always gusts of sinister wind blowing towards Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu, a hot-blooded man full of masculine energy, actually had cold hands and feet at this moment.

One can imagine how terrifying this dangerous place is.

Can't stand it.

But I still have to grit my teeth and bear it down.

Although Zhao Mu is not a saint, as a normal person with sound values, he would not allow tens of thousands of ordinary people to die tragically in front of him.

Tick.

Tick.

"Where does the sound of water drops come from?"

Zhao Mu frowned and walked slowly in the direction of the sound.

As he got closer, the light of the golden Buddha lamp became more dazzling, and even flickered at a high frequency, a sign of impending crisis.

Suddenly, the red mist dissipated.

Zhao Mu found himself under a crooked tree.

Just looking up, Zhao Mu held his breath.

Hundreds of corpses were densely hanging on the small crooked tree.

The legs of each corpse were entangled by black vines.

The blood flowed, seeped into the vines, and gathered together along the vines, and finally condensed into drops of black and thick blood, dripping on the ground, forming a ten-foot square black water pool.

The sound of water drops came from here.

Splashing.

The shadows of the trees swayed.

The lifeless corpses all opened their eyes at the same time.

Hundreds of eyes stared at Zhao Mu, excited and excited.

At the same time, the vines contracted violently, entangled the corpses tightly, and squeezed out more black blood.

Tick-tick-tick-tick...

A large amount of black blood dripped down the vines, causing the originally calm black water pool to surge.

"This tree..."

Although Zhao Mu was afraid, some corpses were not enough to scare him.

Zhao Mu held up the golden Buddha lamp, walked under the crooked tree, and reached out to touch the trunk.

A soft aura met with Zhao Mu's palm.

"Such pure aura, I understand, this is the aura nurtured by the core veins of the Xianwu Continent. Although the fierce land has appeared, the power of the veins has not completely disappeared. It is still trying to trap the undead here, but it is not strong enough."

After figuring this out, Zhao Mu's mood calmed down instead.

Even the core veins of the Xianwu Continent are fighting side by side with him, so what is there to be afraid of!

He gently stroked the tree trunk: "You have done your best, take a good rest, and leave the rest to me!"