Nightmare Apostle

The scene in front of them shocked Yang Xiao and Lu Wencheng. The one who rushed out was the silver-haired captain. He didn't collapse with the world!

Today, the silver-haired captain is covered in blood and scarred, his limbs seem to have been cut off and then sewn back together, with only a pair of eyes as bright as fire.

Yang Xiao subconsciously looked behind the captain, but there was no second figure there. There were no teammates, only him.

What was truly terrifying was the power of these shots, which actually drove the Taoist-robed old ghost back repeatedly. Every time a shot was fired, the ghostly figures in front of Yang Xiao dimmed a little, and the five bullets in the magazine were all gone. Dao Guiying also collapsed suddenly.

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The captain who arrived at the critical moment was like a god coming down from the earth. With a power that could never be shaken by a mortal, he opened the door of the King of Hell's Palace, dragged out Yang Xiao and Lu Wencheng, two guys who were waiting for death, and gave the King of Hell a few more shots. .

"What the hell are you talking about at the You level?!" Yang Xiao asked Lu Wencheng in a high-pitched voice. Seeing Yang Xiao,

The true strength of this captain has at least reached the threshold of the underworld level. It seems that he has made the right decision to join the patrol department. This is called a master!

Lu Wencheng was also dumbfounded. He knew that this captain was very strong, but he never expected that he would be this strong. To say the least, if he was really a top master of the underworld, how could he die in such a mission? Lu Wencheng didn't believe it.

And judging from the injuries on the captain's body now, he doesn't look like a living person, but more like a ghost, but if he is a ghost... .

Before Lu Wencheng could figure it out, he saw the old ghost in Taoist robes hidden in the gray mist change direction and walk towards the silver-haired captain.

"Give up on me?"

Yang Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect that for this captain, the old ghost in Taoist robes would give up the Mingyi opera robe that he was about to get.

At this time, the silver-haired captain neatly retracted his gun and faced the old ghost in Taoist robes without taking a step back. He took out a copper-case pocket watch with his right hand, released his fingers, and the copper-case pocket watch fell downwards. It was tied by a chain and hung in mid-air. Seconds, as the pocket watch swayed left and right, a strange aura spread, and the pace of the old ghost in Taoist robes suddenly slowed down, and the speed was slowed down several times.

At the same time, with the silver-haired captain as the center, the surrounding area was undergoing horrific changes. Several trees were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, flourishing, withering, and finally decaying and falling, turning into black mud and integrating with the earth. , Yang Xiao understood that this was the price of the silver-haired captain's ability. He could slow down the old ghost in Taoist robes, but the price was to greatly speed up the flow of time near him. His strength was not as strong as imagined. In this battle of abilities, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

But even so, Yang Xiao, Lu Wencheng and others could only look up to him. You know, there was a time when Yang Xiao felt like he was going to die just by looking at the old ghost in a Taoist robe.

I don’t know if he was disturbed by the old ghost, but he left much slower this time. According to this calculation, the Taoist robe old ghost can kill the silver-haired captain first, and then kill Yang Xiao and Lu Wencheng. Of course, Yang Xiao’s priority will be higher .

Although slow, the old ghost in Taoist robes was still moving forward, and his speed was getting faster and faster. He was already less than 10 meters away from the silver-haired captain.

Suddenly, Lu Wencheng seemed to have discovered something, his eyes widened, and he screamed: "No, he...

He was already dead, this was not his power, he was awakened! "

"Awakened?" Yang Xiao was shocked, "By whom?"

"How did I know?" The two of them are now bound by the green light, and except for their mouths that can move, the rest of their bodies are just decorations.

The rockery behind him was shrouded in cyan light, and it was teleported to the most critical moment, but the old ghost in Taoist robes had already arrived in front of the silver-haired captain. He raised his hand and grabbed the silver-haired captain on the cheek. Yang Xiao, who had suffered a lot, knew that he would be caught this time. When the consequences were unimaginable, he immediately shouted a warning and told the silver-haired captain to run away.

The next second, the silver-haired captain moved. Instead of running, he pulled out the silver pistol from his waist. Under Yang Xiao's shocked eyes, he turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Yang Xiao. The silver-haired captain also turned his head at the same time, gradually breaking. An ugly smile formed on his cheek.

"The mission is over, close the team."

With a "bang" sound, the gun rang out, and a force hit Yang Xiao's chest, knocking him away and hitting the rockery behind him.

In his last moment of memory, he saw the old ghost's hand touching the silver-haired captain's cheek.

The captain's whole body collapsed like quicksand, his silver gun and pocket watch fell to the ground, and a red shadow behind the splashed smoke looked like a ghost.

By the time Yang Xiao woke up again, an unknown amount of time had passed. His body was cold and hard. He was lying on his side on the cold cement floor, with no one around him.

The passage was dark and damp, with an old wooden door behind it. Through the cracks in the door, you could vaguely see the gray mist billowing.

He got up from the ground and moved his limbs with difficulty. All the injuries on his body were recovered, but the huge consumption of mental energy still gave him headaches from time to time. He tried his best to recall what happened before, but the throbbing pain in his head forced him to give up.

The next second, a cold prompt sounded, echoing in the narrow passage: "You have passed the C-level trial and are qualified to enter the second floor of the Xiaozangjing Pavilion. The collection there includes most of the You-level materials, but please remember , you only have one chance.”

Holding his throbbing head, Yang Xiao secretly sighed. Sure enough, Lu Wencheng did not lie to himself. If he wanted to see the special collection in the Nether Level, he would continue to fight.

Next, the old-fashioned loudspeaker above his head sounded again, this time urging Yang Xiao to leave. Like the previous times, he did not bump into anyone here and left silently.

It was late at night, and on the way back, Yang Xiao repeatedly recalled what happened at the last moment before leaving. The road was a bit far, and the place where he lived was remote. The road seemed quite long. When there was no one around, he

He took out the telescope and took a look. There were cracks around the mirror, but the extent was slightly better than during the mission.

He used to take out the human bone stick again, but this time, he was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the human bone stick was shaking slightly, and a strong uneasiness suddenly exploded in his heart.

There's something going on nearby!

Taking three steps and two at a time, Yang Xiao found a hidden location nearby to hide. As for the soul-capturing mirror, Yang Xiao was not ready to use it yet. The mirror itself was very dangerous.

After waiting for half a minute, a figure flashed out of the night with light and silent footsteps. At the same time, two other figures followed closely, "Where is the evil thief running?!"

Yang Xiao opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in front of him in shock. He saw that the two people chasing him were dressed the same and were similar to Elder Qingmu who came to his door a few days ago. These two people were obviously from the academy, and their identities Not low.

The man being chased was dressed in black and had a mask on his face, but there was no writing on the mask, just a weird grimace.

"You dare to come to our Confucian Academy to run wild, who are you?!" one of the two chasing men scolded an older man. This man had white hair and beard, and was thinner. He had a pair of sharp eagle eyes, and he just stood there. It's very impressive there.

"Quickly surrender, tell me frankly, and I will spare your life!" Another middle-aged man was tall, with bulging muscles under his clothes. He was holding an iron rod in his hand. It can be imagined that this is this man's magical weapon. .

But facing these two people, the one who was being chased showed no signs of weakness. He put his hands behind his back and laughed in his throat: "You two chased me all the way from the meeting hall to here, but you didn't take any action on the way. You don't want to make a big fuss. Let outsiders laugh at the prestigious Confucian Academy and let outsiders come and go, which ruins the reputation of the academy. Am I right, Elder Liu, Elder Yu? "

The middle-aged man looked shocked when he heard this, "Do you know us?"

"That's not important anymore. If you two call for reinforcements on the road, I really can't do anything to you two today, but since you are desperate to catch up, this is where you two will be buried today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man wearing the ghost mask quickly took out a piece of yellow cloth from his arms and threw it into the sky. The next second, countless light spots shot out from the cloth, like a big upside-down net. , sealing off the surrounding space, and Yang Xiao was also unlucky to be caught in the net. He hid behind the tree, holding the soul-capturing mirror tightly in his hand.

Not daring to make a sound.

The old man with white hair and beard couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this scene, and then his expression turned gloomy, "It's the Star Luo chessboard that was lost in the Treasure Pavilion three years ago. I didn't expect it to be a thief. Who are you?!"

"Dead people are not qualified to ask questions, but don't worry, you two are just the beginning. In a month at most, the entire Confucian Academy will be expelled from the world!" The man with the grimace said in a sinister tone, and said word by word: "This is The price for your mistakes!”

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man took the lead and grabbed the iron rod in his hand. He rushed forward and swung it across the entire army with one blow. The iron rod was obviously still 2 or 3 meters away from the man with the grimace, but the man with the grimace couldn't. His body suddenly retreated, and at the same time, where he was standing before, several small trees on the left and right sides were instantly destroyed by a strong wind.

The attack failed, and the middle-aged man retreated sharply, seemingly aware of the danger. The next second, Yang Xiao's eyes widened, and he saw a stream of blood spurting from the man's left shoulder, a large piece of flesh being cut off, and half of his left ear missing. It was smashed into pieces, and the scene was shocking.

On the other side, the elder with white beard and hair also took action, his long sleeves shook, and two black wooden boards tied together with hemp rope fell into his hands, "The wind of heaven, one is loyalty, the other is righteousness, there is no loyalty." , not for the Dharma, the name of a gentleman::::::

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The old man shook his head, closed his eyes, and muttered words, which Yang Xiao didn't think were anything, just ordinary lyrics. From Yang Xiao's perspective, the old man was full of flaws, but soon, a silver light passed by at an extremely fast speed. , slashed towards the old man's face, but what was shocking was that the silver light seemed to be blocked by something. There was only a crisp "ding" sound, and a fierce offensive was resolved invisible.

After reading a large section of lyrics, the old man raised the black wooden board in his hand with a very pious expression. The two wooden boards hit each other, making the sound of gold and stone hitting each other. It was also at this moment that Yang Xiao suddenly clutched his heart. There was a sharp throbbing pain, and the heartbeat... the heartbeat disappeared!

Feeling dizzy and weak, Yang Xiao used up his last bit of strength to activate the soul-capturing mirror. The next second,

He fell headlong into the water behind him.

After falling into the mirror world, Yang Xiao was mentally exhausted, but now he passed out directly after suffering this blow.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao suddenly woke up and looked around. It took a few seconds to realize the situation. This was the world in the mirror. Fortunately for him, the ghost in the mirror did not attack while he was unconscious.

After regaining his energy, Yang Xiao looked out through the stagnant water. He didn't know it. The hair on his back stood up. He saw that the battle was over, and the strange light network covering the space had disappeared, leaving only There were broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground.

The middle-aged man holding the stick was torn into pieces, and the pieces of meat were scattered everywhere. His head fell alone under the tree, his eyes wide open and dead.

The old man had one arm and two legs chopped off, and his body fell to the ground. The two black wooden boards were still tightly grasped in the hands that were chopped off, which were the old man's magic weapons.

The scene in front of him gave Yang Xiao a heavy blow in his heart. These two people are not weak. I heard that the people were called elders of the academy. Before, he was only affected by the old man's attack and was almost killed. Although he is now at the end of his strength, But the old man's mental strength and the ability of the magic weapon are both excellent, and he is estimated to be at the You level level.

There is also a shiny wine gourd on the old man's waist. Looking at the old man's body, the gourd has no scratches at all. It can be concluded that this gourd is also a magic weapon.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao noticed that the old man's body shook and his closed eyes opened slightly.

"Cough...cough..." The old man coughed out a mouthful of blood. His whole face became distorted due to severe pain, and his cheeks were bloody.

"Not dead yet?"

Yang Xiao's eyes lit up. He still had a good impression of the Confucian Academy. After all, he was friends with Yang Cha and acquaintance with Lu Wencheng. He calmed his mind and quickly took out the human bone stick to detect it first. He didn't notice any problems. Only then did Dad have the courage to leave the mirror world.

He hid behind the tree and observed for half a minute. After confirming that there was no problem, he quickly ran towards the seriously injured old man and squatted beside him to check the injury. "Old man, how are you... how are you?"

"Cough...cough cough...

The old man only had half a breath left at most, breathing in and out, and his throat was full of blood. He could hardly speak. All he could do was stare at Yang Xiao with his eyes wide open, as if he still had something to say, his pupils They are all about to collapse.

Yang Xiao did not dare to move him rashly, as that would only hasten his death.

"You... just hold on, I'll call someone for you!" Yang Xiao hugged the old man, raised his head and looked around,

But in the next second, his face suddenly changed. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the old man's original painful expression suddenly changed, becoming sinister and terrifying. A pair of cloudy eyes trembled violently, and finally they suddenly turned upward, revealing the terrifying whites of his eyes.

The corners of the broken mouth split open, revealing the tongue that had been cut off, with only half of the tongue remaining. A strange and cold voice came from the throat:

"Finally waiting for you.: