After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Shang Zhan only felt a burst of white light coming, and his six senses suddenly failed. His body was pulled by an extremely powerful force, falling rapidly, and he even felt a faint tearing sensation.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, a feeling he had never experienced in the mythological era.

Now, after cutting himself with a sword, his strength only remained at the first level of Zhenyuan Realm.

Even the lower realm has become so difficult.

Fortunately, this discomfort only lasted for a dozen breaths. When I opened my eyes again, I had already arrived in the underworld.

A breath of "drought" comes to my face, not because of lack of water, but because of lack of spiritual energy.

In the Blue Sky Palace, there is still a trace of spiritual energy left. Although it is far from enough, it is completely different from the feeling of having no spiritual energy at all.

However, there is no trace of "drought" in this lower world.

It's like the heat waves gushing out from a furnace, or like the wind blowing from the boundless desert, which makes people feel a sense of restlessness in their hearts.

I opened my eyes and found myself in a slightly dim space.

In front of me was a large area of ​​yellow and white. When I looked closely, I saw that it was made up of many paper people.

The paper figure is lifelike, with painted cheeks and a smile on its face, but this smile gives people a cold feeling.

The inside of the paper figure is filled with grass, which is scattered around in a messy manner.

There were piles of debris on the ground, including scattered wood and a large number of freshly cut trees. The ground was black and sticky, like coal mixed with kerosene.

Further away was a circle of stakes that led to the formation, which looked like ice crystals and had formed a large circle.

Outside the circle are three larger paper figures, whose appearance is surprisingly similar to that of the trolls.

Not only the appearance, but also the aura is exactly the same as that of a troll.

Seeing such a scene, Shang Zhan felt a chill running from the soles of his feet straight up to his forehead.

The troll is fake. When the paper man carefully sensed it, the aura on it was exactly the same as the aura on the heads of more than one hundred Taoist demon fairies in the capital. They were chosen as the carriers of the avatar's arrival, and they were also fake.

"Oh no, this is the prison!"

"be cheated!"

“We were set up!”

"..."

There was no need for Shang Zhan to remind them at this time, as the false gods who had arrived earlier had already woken up.

They all exclaimed in surprise.

Shang Zhan hurriedly looked around and found that there was indeed a dim barrier farther away from the pillars of the magic circle, with a majestic aura contained within it.

Seeing it is like a weak person facing an iron wall, and despair arises in my heart.

Shang Zhan flashed to the barrier in an instant, reached out and touched it, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Sky prison!

It really is a prison in heaven!

Compared to the mythological era, the Heavenly Prison Formation has become much weaker, but it is still powerful.

It is hard to say whether the formation can be broken. Even if it is broken, everyone here will be exhausted.

The only result of exhaustion is death. And because he has fallen into the evil path and swallowed the golden dragon of luck and karma, it is unknown whether he can be reincarnated.

This is also the reason why false gods fear death.

"Who are you, you villain, to dare to tease the gods? You have such a big guts, come out quickly!" At this time, the monk shouted angrily, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

"Sneaky, come out and talk!"

"If you dare to blaspheme the gods, I will destroy your soul and bring you eternal damnation."

The other false gods also shouted and cursed.

They looked around and paused, and many false gods turned their gazes to a large iron gate not far away.

It was a large broken iron gate, with a formation platform above it. At the edge, a very blurry figure was standing there, almost blending into the surrounding darkness.

"who?"

Shang Zhan took a step forward, came in front of the false gods, stared at the figure above and shouted.

"They're all here."

The blurry figure gradually became clearer. It turned out to be a young man wearing a flying fish costume, carrying a large black shovel with a beast-head handle. He grinned at them and said, "If I had known you were coming in person, I wouldn't have bothered to take off my pants to fart. It would have been a waste of so many paper figurines."

It was Qin He.

After the last wave of rewards was burned out, Qin He came up with a thorough plan to lure down the pseudo-god.

The execution of the plan is actually not complicated. The key lies in the art of grafting and illusion.

Grafting: a witchcraft secret from the mythological era. By learning this technique, you will understand some of the mysteries of "transplantation".

Illusion Breath Technique: This Illusion Breath Technique comes from the mythological era. After learning this technique, you will be able to imitate human breath and make it indistinguishable from the real thing.

The false god descended to the mortal world, and the energy anchored by it was the trolls and more than a hundred human demon fairies.

Qin He only needs to make a group of paper people and transfer the energy to the paper people to deceive the false gods.

Then create an illusion of two moons in the same sky.

Then open the magic circle to guide them and wait for them to enter the nest.

As for the location, what place could be more suitable than the Sky Prison?

The last time Qin He was trapped in the Heavenly Prison, it took him a lot of effort to break through.

But to his surprise, not only did the false gods come, but there were so many of them, and they all came in their true forms.

More than a hundred.

All those paper figures prepared for the arrival of the clone were wasted.

This scene.

It's like going out with a small fishing rod to catch a few crucian carp, but you end up being surrounded by a large group of bighead carp weighing dozens of kilograms.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

If I had known earlier, I would have brought a cannon with me and replaced the fishing line with a live line.

I was afraid that the dried fish couldn’t hold on.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" The monk pointed at Qin He and shouted angrily.

Qin He blinked and said, "I am Lu Bu."

Tou Tuo: “…”

Business War: "..."

Lu Bu, a peerless warrior thousands of years ago, was born in the same era as Zhuge Shenji. He was a master of the pinnacle of external strength. They knew him, but he didn't look like this.

In the life of Lu Bu and Zhuge Shenji, there was a very brief resurgence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The only troll loss of the pseudo-god Tulong occurred during that period.

"What nonsense!"

The middle-aged man in black clothes scolded angrily, gritting his teeth and saying, "Boy, I see that you are not an ordinary person. Impersonating someone else will be struck by lightning. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Well... just a joke."

Qin He smiled, then said with a serious face: "Listen carefully, everyone! I am the Great Immortal Qingniu, and I will always keep my name and surname. I am Wei Wu of the Corpse Burning Hall!"

"Okay, it turns out to be you, the Great Immortal Qingniu!" The gloomy old man gritted his teeth. His bone demon and divine messenger Bai Tiangang were destroyed by Qin He, and the loss was quite heavy.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" A dangerous light flashed in the monk's eyes.

"Die?" Qin He shook his head seriously. "I'm sorry, I don't plan to die today. Otherwise, would you consider it?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his hand away without any warning.

Dozens of blue flames hit the ground.

The flames fell and instantly ignited the piles of wood, kerosene, coal and paper figures, causing an explosion.

The blue flames swept across rapidly, illuminating the entire sky prison in a dazzling blue.

"Not good...Nanming Lihuo."

“Quick, get out!!”

"A sneak attack is unethical!!"

The false gods immediately let out a series of exclamations.