No one expected that there was a secret room at the bottom of the dry well.
The small space was filled with red candles. The candles had no smell, and the flames shot straight up without any change.
The red light illuminated the entire secret room. On the three-meter-high wall, there was a huge mural painted.
The man in the painting is wearing red clothes, and he seems to be standing on a dark void, with nine hanging swords shining with blood.
There is also a life-size statue enshrined in front of the mural, and the protagonist is still an unknown god in red.
Even though the god had a face exactly like Chu Mu's, he still couldn't equate himself with him.
As early as Chu Mu entered the dry well, the screen of his live broadcast room went black.
Now the screen on Chi Xiusi's side is also black.
Some netizens' screens reacted a step late. They accidentally caught a glimpse of the man in red on the wall, and before they could even exclaim, blood flowed out of their seven orifices like rivers.
At the same time, the special medical department received nearly a hundred calls for help.
The old man outside the ghost realm looked ashen: "Quick! Notice to the entire network, don't look directly at the live broadcast room!"
The old man had a body of merit from ten lifetimes, and when he sensed something was wrong at the bottom of the well, he had already shut down his physical telepathy.
However, even so, he still vomited a mouthful of black blood.
“Ghosts and gods…those are real ghosts and gods,” the old man said as he helped the child clear the chaotic spiritual energy. “Ghosts and gods that you can’t look directly at!”
Soon, a bold warning appeared below the black screen of the live broadcast room:
[If you encounter a powerful ghost or spirit, please leave immediately.]
[If you encounter a powerful ghost or god, evacuate immediately! ]
[When encountering unknown top-level ghosts and gods, retreat quickly and do not advance! ]
The people who had been attacked in the live broadcast room were taken away one by one by ambulances. Netizens fled for their lives as quickly as possible, and the live broadcast rooms of Chu Mu and Chi Ruisi were cleared in an instant.
Those who were not injured rushed into other live broadcast rooms trembling.
[I'm squatting here at Bilian, she's the farthest from the dry well.]
【Ahhh, White Tiger Tyrant is going down the well! 】
[Don't go! Are you going to die?]
[Those three people with black screens must be dead.]
…
Chu Mu, who was said to be dead, stood in front of the statue on the mural, and the protective wedding dress on his body appeared automatically.
Glowing souls emerged from it, raising a small but strong enough light shield for Chu Mu.
Chu Mu's confused consciousness suddenly woke up, and he stepped forward and hugged the statue.
"Chi Xiusi, go out and set up the formation."
His voice was so serious it was almost freezing.
This unknown ghost or god, with just a hall of worship, exudes the power to destroy the world.
Chu Mu had no doubt that if the statue appeared, this plane would be lifeless.
Chi Ruisi was no longer able to stand steadily, and the ghost energy in A Zhong's body could not withstand the impact of the statue. If Chu Mu had just looked back at this time, he would have been able to see through A Zhong's true identity.
But Chu Mu had no time to be distracted. He relied on the protection of the wedding dress and tried his best to suppress the terrible destructive aura of the statue.
"Chu——"
A Zhong wanted Chu Mu to give up and escape quickly.
Chi Ruisi held down Ah Zhong's hand and said in a steady voice, "Okay."
The master and the servant quickly returned along the well and happened to run into the white tiger coming in.
"Let's go," Chi Ruisi said without further ado, "form a battle array and rescue them."
As Chi Xiusi left the dry well, his live broadcast room flashed and resumed live broadcast.
【Mr. Chi is out? 】
[Fuck, look at that servant named Ah Zhong. How come he's in such a mess after just one trip down there?]
[This is so scary. It's great that Chi Ruisi is still alive.]
[Where's Chu Mu? Did Chi Gou abandon his wife and run away?]
[When disaster strikes, everyone flees. How normal.]
[Chu Mu's live broadcast room is still dark, so I guess there's not much hope.]
There were many skilled fighters from Central China entering the ghost realm this time. After Baihu gave the order, everyone showed off their unique skills and took out all kinds of hidden magic weapons.
"Chu Mu is right," a Taoist priest from the Zhengyi School frowned, "Are we breaking the rules now? Are you guys acting strangely?"
The others shook their heads: "I do feel a little itchy on my face."
"Once the evil spirit here has subsided, we will quickly wash it off."
Chi Ruisi looked at the white powder falling off everyone's faces when they moved, and felt extremely uneasy.
He really wanted Baihu to take people to deal with it now, but with the evil spirit so strong, no one would ignore the crisis in front of them and deal with hidden dangers that had not yet occurred.
Then we have to fight quickly and decisively.
Chi Xiusi opened his arms and directly took back the ghostly aura from A Zhong.
The honest-looking Ah Zhong instantly turned into a zombie with a green face and fangs.
[Fuck! What the hell is this for?]
[I guess Ah Zhong is beyond saving. Sigh, I actually quite like this little old man.]
No one would have thought that A Zhong himself was a zombie. Whether he was inside or outside the ghost realm, everyone thought he was just contaminated by ghost energy.
If Ah Zhong knew that the audience felt sorry for him, he would probably shed tears.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the living zombies, and no one noticed the white shadow that was spreading under Chi Xiusi's feet.
"White Tiger," Chi Ruisi said calmly, "Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Techniques, form a formation."
Baihu was stunned, and hope welled up in his eyes - Chi Xiusi was indeed a master of metaphysics.
Chu Muzhe was at the bottom of a dry well, but at least there was someone above him who could take charge of the overall situation.
The formation was completed, and the surging evil spirit was forced back by the invisible white light circle.
【Ahhh, come on! You must succeed!】
If Chi Xiusi succeeds this time, I will be his bootlicker from now on.
Everyone inside and outside stared at Chi Ruisi nervously, as if he was the only savior at the moment.
The evil spirit that was forced back to the wellhead suddenly counterattacked, pressing white light to roll towards everyone.
There were screams all over the barrage, but Chi Xiusi remained calm.
The evil spirit he put on Ah Zhong could only last for a short while.
However, this short moment is enough.
Several extremely cold chains shot out from the bottom of the well, binding the chaotic evil spirit like a python, and then, as if controlled by a huge force, dragged it to the bottom of the well without any explanation.
What is that? An iron chain?
[Wow...are they reinforcements?]
[Who cares about who his grandma is? Just keep working hard! ]
There was no more quarreling in the barrage at this time. Everyone stared straight at the direction of the well, waiting for a miracle to happen.
call--
The evil spirit seemed to be roaring, condensing into various shapes, trying to break free from the confinement of the iron chains.
"Oh no, I can't stop him." Baihu wiped the sweat from his face and made a move to rush towards the well.
"Come back." Chi Ruisi grabbed his arm, "If you go there now, you will die."
Of course, Baihu could feel the horror of this evil spirit. Facing this unprecedented weirdness, his legs were instinctively shaking slightly.
"Believe in Chu Mu," Chi Ruisi's expression was also not good, but his eyebrows and eyes were shining, "He will definitely be able to do it."
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