Infinite Script Killing

Seeing the city of vain death approaching, Xu Tong shuddered for no reason.

He glanced around in confusion, but could not find the root cause. The final doubt was placed on the city in front of him.

This city, which had stood tall in the City of Wasted Death for who knows how many years, was now so terrifyingly silent that Xu Tong did not dare to ride the Thunderbolt. After landing on the ground, he took out the plum blossom hairpin and kept it above his head.

I saw a plum blossom blooming on the plum blossom hairpin, exuding a quiet fragrance. After this fragrance wrapped around Xu Tong's body, Xu Tong's figure became blurred.

The fragrance of plum blossoms

It consumes 10 script points. After activation, all ghosts, ghosts and gods cannot see their form, and those who are not great gods cannot see their shadow.

With Mei Huachai's protection, Xu Tong went straight to the gate of Wusi City, but he didn't realize it until he reached Wusi City.

The gate to the City of Fusi was actually opened.

The huge city gate is open like this, and you can see at a glance the gate of Hades' mansion at the end of the empty street inside.

"Really empty??"

He originally thought that the fool's painting for him might be some kind of revelation.

Unexpectedly, the empty underworld in the painting actually appeared.

"Go and have a look first!"

Xu Tong took a deep breath and walked into the City of Wasted Death. As soon as he walked in, Xu Tong felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had walked into the body of a decayed old man. The City of Wasted Death in front of him seemed to be turned into ashes at any time and disappeared into the dust of history. .

This was completely different from the City of Wasted Death in his impression. The blue-black bricks and stones on the ground were originally black and shiny, but now they were dull.

I remember that the last time I came here, the city of Wusi was full of ghosts, but now all these ghosts are gone.

"Are they hidden? But there are tens of thousands of ghosts, where can they hide??"

Xu Tong suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the land behind him.

"Yes, they are hiding, but they are not hiding in a certain place, but in time!! Just like the youngest and the others, they are hiding in another time!"

It's just different from the youngest and the others. The youngest and the others just hid one building, but now someone has hidden the entire vast underworld into time.

"Who can have such great means??"

Thinking of this, Xu Tong looked in the direction of the mountain.

But at this moment, there was no trace of the huge mountain, and Xu Tong couldn't even see the vague outline.

He took out the painting the fool gave him and looked at the blurry mountains in the painting.

"Could it be Fu Jun??"

This guess shocked Xu Tong.

But apart from Fu Jun, I can't think of anyone else who has the ability to hide thousands of ghosts in the entire underworld to another time.

But why did Mr. Fu do this?

Xu Tong thought about it, and four words came to his mind involuntarily: "Twilight of the Gods!"

The first time I heard these four words, it was from the mouth of the old magic stick, and the second time was when Taoist Meihua reminded me.

Xu Tong always felt that this matter might still be far away, but it was not until this moment that he truly realized that Ragnarok was not far away from him, and even... the dusk was close.

After a brief period of confusion, Xu Tong soon realized that this might also be an opportunity for him.

After all, there is no one in the vast underworld now, so I might be able to take advantage of this opportunity.

There are original books of life and death in the underworld, as well as evil mirrors that are rumored to reflect the past and present lives, and even the truth of all things, and even the rumored six paths of reincarnation. These things are things that you can't see even if you want to see them.

Come on, since the Lord has hidden the entire Hades in time, the fool should be among them. You don’t have to worry about safety. Why not take advantage of the opportunity to swim around and see clearly.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong quickened his pace and ran straight to the gate of Hades.

Only when he walked in did Xu Tong realize that the Hades in front of him had become dilapidated, with broken walls and a huge hole in the door as if someone had smashed it.

A deep claw mark was torn on a palace wall. The huge mark was shocking.

"Is this the past or the future? How could Hades become like this one day?"

The more Xu Tong looked, the more frightened he became.

He couldn't imagine how anyone could directly penetrate a place like Hades.

Stepping into the gate of Hades, Xu Tong walked step by step and broke a tile. He leaned down and picked up the broken tile. He found that it was a piece of blue-black with patterns carved on it.

Xu Tong tried to throw it into the prop book to see what material the tile was made of.

【Qingyinggang】(Abandoned)

It is said that there is a mountain in the west of Hades called Qingying Mountain. The mountain is indestructible and can be made of materials and polished. As long as there is enough Yin Qi, it can be immortal for thousands of years and indestructible for ten thousand years.

Looking at the entries in the props book, Xu Tong felt even heavier.

"This Hades Palace is mostly made of this material. It is immortal for thousands of years and indestructible for ten thousand years. However, the extremely strong Qingying Gang has been eroded by time and has become extremely fragile. I am afraid that the Hades Palace in front of me has been destroyed. !”

Thinking of this, Xu Tong frowned and continued walking deeper.

Just as he thought, the Hades in front of him had been destroyed long ago, with all broken walls and rubble scattered everywhere.

At this time, a magnificent hall appeared in front of them. Even though one side of the hall had collapsed and been damaged, just standing in front of the hall could still make people feel the majesty of the palace.

There are three palaces on each side of the main hall, and a plaque is hung on each palace.

Xu Tong took a closer look and saw that the plaques of the three palaces on the left read Tiancao, Dicao and Mingcao respectively.

On the plaques on the right, there are the words Shen Cao, Human Cao, and Ghost Cao respectively.

"It turns out that this is the Six-Part Gong Cao!"

Seeing this, Xu Tong suddenly realized that the duty of Liucao was to promptly deliver official documents and reports from the underworld to the Emperor Yin, the Emperor Fengdu.

At the same time, most of the approval edicts issued by Emperor Fengdu were sent out by them.

His former immediate boss, Yinshen Division, was under the control of Liu'an Gongcao.

"That's right. Let's take a look at the latest approval document. Maybe we can find some clues in it."

Xu Tong glanced around and immediately headed towards the [Rencao] Palace.

As soon as I walked into the main hall, a biting cold wind blew, and I saw rows of bookshelves like mountains on both sides of the main hall.

Between the bookshelves, there is only a row of paths for people to pass sideways.

At this time, Xu Tong noticed something pressed under the collapsed bookshelf. He went over to take a look and saw that they were some strange-looking ghosts.

These little ghosts were no more than the size of a palm, and they had already turned to stone when they were pressed under the bookshelf. Xu Tong blew lightly, and then they disappeared into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

This [Ren Cao] has to deal with more than tens of millions of documents every day, and it is impossible to handle it by relying on those evil spirits.

So there will be more imps to assist.

Walking along the main road of the hall, Xu Tong came to the desk at the head of the hall.

It was already covered with a thick layer of ash.

Xu Tong waved his hand and swept away the ashes, revealing the official document underneath.

Xu Tong tried to reach out and pick up one and read it carefully. After all, the official document on it should be from that day. Maybe he could find some clues through the time on the official document. For example, is the underworld at this moment in the past or the future?

However, the moment Xu Tong's hand touched the official document, he saw that the official document on the desk turned into smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, four words were clearly written under the empty desk: "Twilight of the gods, all worlds are extinguished." Eight words.

Eight words were engraved on the desk, which seemed to be a warning to him across time, and also confirmed part of his conjecture. Sure enough, the underworld in front of him was not the real underworld.

But it takes place in the future after Ragnarok.

"What exactly is Ragnarok?? Can the Lord really escape by doing this?" Many doubts appeared in Xu Tong's mind.

"It looks like there are no clues here..."

It is obviously a bit impossible to find clues here. This place has been abandoned for too long, and time has erased all traces here. If you want to figure out what happened, you need to think of other ways.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong suddenly thought of being a fool.

"Naihe Bridge! Yes, time may have changed a lot, but Naihe Bridge should still be there."

Thinking of this, Xu Tong turned around and walked out of the hall, heading towards the Naihe Bridge, which connected the six paths of reincarnation.

In the back of Hades.

Generally speaking, after the soul of the deceased has completed his sentence in the Eighteen Hells, he will be sent to Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, and then he will be reincarnated in the six realms of reincarnation.

Cross the road of no return and walk past the Weeping Cliff.

Along the way, Xu Tong saw many shocking scenes.

The eternal fire hell has been extinguished, and a huge hole appears in the center, penetrating the eighteen levels of hell.

A corpse lay on the ruins of the palace. The corpse had decomposed and only the bones remained.

But even so, Xu Tong still felt as small as the first ant standing in front of this corpse.

He also saw some coffins of dead gods.

These coffins were not four and a half pieces as people thought, but were made entirely of black metal. Xu Tong tried knocking twice and found that the coffins were surprisingly heavy.

The inside of the coffin is covered with precise lines of talismans.

Xu Tong glanced over and found that it was Yan Shu.

Moreover, it is a very ancient Yanshu. Xu Tong originally copied it using the spirit-seeking and bone-searching technique, but the result was a failure. The lines of the talisman in it have lost their original spirituality, and even if they were restored and copied, they could not get the essence of it.

However, these coffins were quite good, and Xu Tong was not polite and threw them directly into the prop book.

The entry results given in the prop booklet are all question marks.

Fortunately, he didn't have much hope for these coffins, so he took them back and gave them to Gao Zhuo, just in time to give his son a full-moon wine gift.

Hmm... This gift is a bit down-to-earth, but he will probably like it.

Until we came to the Naihe Bridge, the Naihe Bridge, which allowed thousands of dead souls to walk across it, was now broken into two pieces.

There was a very large pot next to the bridge. Xu Tong estimated that this was what Meng Po used to make porridge. He rummaged around and found nothing special.

Xu Tong took a look and felt that this pot was quite good. When he knocked it, he heard a very deep sound. It must be a treasure if it lasts for thousands of years.

In line with the idea of ​​always bringing some souvenirs home when traveling, Xu Tong simply put the pot into the prop book. At first glance, the prop book could still recognize it, and it turned out to be a high-end prop card. 【Meng Soup Pot】......