Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

After Shen Qiao opened the door and came in, none of the three thought of closing the door.

Originally this was nothing, but now, a face that took up most of the dark doorway poked its head in.

A man's face, his neck submerged in the darkness outside the door.

He just looked at the three people in the room with a curved brow, a lifeless smile, and a deathly pale face, staring fixedly at the three living creatures in front of him.

It’s the “waiter” from before.

"Why is there no sound of his footsteps?!" Zhang Qiyan subconsciously wanted to set fire, but after thinking about how this small place would be burned down, he raised his hand and retracted it.

"And what kind of image is this? Is his hair covered in water?"

Realizing that he was discovered, the face swayed lightly from side to side and leaned forward. A swollen hand also climbed onto the edge of the door, as if trying to squeeze in from outside. However, just as he came in a little, he suddenly shrank back as if he had been electrocuted, as if blocked by something.

"The vitality of the living has completely disappeared." Mu Jiu's spiritual power poured out, and the accumulated pure wind spiritual power built an invisible barrier, restricting the actions of the "waiter" outside the door.

"As a 'human' he is completely dead."

Su Tingyu had said before that the body of this "waiter" was mixed with many messy "souls". Now that the "person" was dead, the body was taken over by other souls and became what it is today.

The identity of a "human" is dead...

Shen Qiao looked at the corpse in the coffin, who refused to close his eyes even after death.

Objectively speaking, most people who die with their eyes open actually die suddenly due to fear or extreme emotions. Their facial muscles are unable to respond instantly, so they appear as corpses with eyes wide open.

But the expression of the corpse in front of him was very peaceful, even giving people a sense of tranquility and relaxation.

It's like facing not death, but something else worth looking forward to.

Twenty-something... the age when life just begins...

What kind of mood did you feel when you calmly accepted your death as a human being?

The sparrow kite suddenly appeared, and Shen Qiao pointed forward with azure water spirit energy flowing through his fingertips, and indifferently gave the order to kill quickly.

"kill."

The iron umbrella made a slight buzzing sound, and then swooped down like an arrow. Zhang Qiyan didn't even see the trajectory of the umbrella's movement before the huge head fell to the ground with a "bang".

Killing it with one blow, Shen Qiao took back the kite and looked up at Mu Jiu.

"Brother, I want to explore his soul."

Mu Jiu looked at her and knew that she was talking about the one in the coffin.

Shen Qiao insisted: "I want to know why I have to come here."

Zhang Qiyan looked at the strange atmosphere between the two and said bluntly, "Since we're here, go ahead and explore if you want."

Mu Jiu: "...Don't forget who you are."

Wang You also reminded her of something similar.

Shen Qiao guessed that Mu Jiu must have noticed the connection between her and Jiang Quechen, "I know."

"Yeah." Mu Jiu nodded, "Go ahead, we'll wait for you."

......

"I shouldn't have believed that there would be any happy surprises waiting for us ahead." Zhang Zhi said, suppressing his nausea.

"This is the first time I've seen what it means to 'treat people as if they are not human beings.'"

Don't blame him for saying that.

Starting from the corridor where body parts were scattered all over the floor, they had opened three doors in a row in the past two hours.

From the large parts of the human body that they saw at the beginning, to the various large pieces of flesh and blood separated from the bones, to the internal organs scattered on the ground now, these doors are like a processing line, allowing a group of people to experience with their own eyes how a person is disassembled bit by bit until nothing is left.

Du Shuangjiang, who was a little less able to endure, had been tightly grasping Su Tingyu's sleeves. He was young and inexperienced and couldn't understand why someone would do this to his own people. "Brother..."

Su Tingyu held his hand comfortingly, "People's hearts are always complicated."

"Sometimes even we monks find it difficult to control our desires." When he said this, he unconsciously looked at Li Yue, but only glanced at him before looking away.

Seeing another door appear in front of them, the crowd did not tear it down without hesitation like before.

"Everyone is ready." Ning Boyan finally turned on the switch of the puppet.

"I have a feeling we're going to hell today."

The giant axe smashed down hard, deforming the tightly closed iron door. After rising and falling twice, it finally fell backwards under the heavy load.

The door seemed to open too easily this time.

Gu Xu and Zhu Yu, who were in the lead, became alert at the same time.

The darkness in the corridor seemed even thicker, and the foul smell that had been suppressed for a long time burst out instantly when the iron gate fell to the ground. The pungent smell made people nauseous.

Swah——

Zhu Yu took the lead and drew his sword, raising it in front of him and saying, "Stand back."

Li Yue, who was following behind him, saw what was inside the tunnel with the light of a torch. Her pupils dilated noticeably, and she instinctively raised her hands to summon the double whips.

Pairs of blood-red dots of light slowly appeared in the darkness, one after another, and finally extended to the end of the sight.

The undead army of Xiyuan: they have black skin and red eyes, often wear ragged clothes, like human flesh and blood, have extremely sensitive five senses, and will not stop until anyone they see is dead.

Click--click--

The rubbing of bones indicates that they have locked onto their prey and are about to take action.

"They are controlled by soul magic, and ordinary magic cannot kill them." Shang Mian figured it out instantly.

"This thing has poisonous skin! Back off a distance before fighting!"

With this clear instruction, a group of people reacted instantly. Gu Xu, who was in charge of the rear guard, made a hand gesture directly, and the ground shook, and a wall of earth rose up from the ground, temporarily blocking the undead soldiers who came to their senses and were about to rush over with their fangs and claws.

The realm of the nine people is not low, but the problem is that the space here is limited and they cannot display their skills at all, not to mention that they are underground. If the turbulence is too great and causes a collapse, no one will survive.

After the change of direction, Zhang Zhi and Su Tingyu took the lead. The current situation made Zhang Zhi think of the wall full of scratches before.

All the doors were intact, so someone must have let them in. Someone deliberately stored these undead troops here and fed them with living people? What did "He" want to do with these undead troops?

"How is that possible?" Su Tingyu suddenly spoke.

Zhang Zhi came to his senses and looked up into the distance, only to see that the iron gate that had been drilled through when he came in had now become brand new.

What’s even more interesting is that the material of the door has changed.

"It's Wuyen." Zhang Zhi's expression grew serious. "The hardness of this thing is incomparable to iron. It's impossible to break it without a key."

Someone is determined to feed them to the Undead Army.