Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhong looked at each other in a straight face, unable to believe their judgment. Is a mere junior psychic who has such great influence? Is it because the psychic hidden in the fence deliberately showing weakness?

Just when the two brothers were puzzled, a group of people came out of the largest house.

These people are young, both men and women, men are extremely handsome and women are charming and charming. They all wear very little, just like those in the harem of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs, only a few pieces of poor fabric were wrapped around the important parts, and other parts of their bodies were exposed.

There was a very eye-catching person in the middle of the crowd. He was wearing a bright red robe and wrapped his body tightly.

As soon as these people appeared, they immediately caused a large-scale commotion. Everyone within the fence knelt on their feet and kowtowed, shouting in unison: "See the Most Holy Master of the Spirit!"

Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhong couldn't believe their eyes. Are they filming TV series? The man in a bright red robe exuded a faint fluctuation of spiritual power. He was just a junior psychic, but he enjoyed the treatment of an emperor.

Everyone saluted him, and people looked at him with fear, expectation, fanaticism and worship.

The man in a bright red robe ignored the crowd kneeling on the ground. He led the handsome men and beautiful women behind him to the gate of the fence. Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi didn't know what these people were selling, so they stood there and watched the changes.

"Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!" The man in a bright red robe smiled and greeted Qu Zhongzhi, "I am a psychic disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect, Adolf, who does not know the name of Youzun?"

What kind of Holy Spirit Sect? I have never heard of it, but Qu Zhongzhi was silent on the surface. He said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, I asked him, and I'm the next name, Qu Zhongzhi. He is the 14th generation disciple of Liu Yashan."

"Look for a long time! Long for a long time!" Adolf bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist has great magical powers, and his spiritual power fluctuations are more than me! I admire you, admire you. I wonder where your friend came from and where you are going?"

Qu Zhong looked straight at the large crowd of black people kneeling in the fence, frowned slightly and said, "This seems not to be a place to speak..."

Qu Zhongzhi pretended to be hesitant. Adolf slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Look at me, I am a fellow fellow, and I pass by me. How can I not be treated to you? Fellow Taoist please come in quickly, let's go in and talk in detail."

He turned around and said to a petite woman next to him, "Let them all go apart, and give them instructions to prepare a banquet. I want to entertain this psychic immortal master!"

The petite woman agreed, bowed and walked back a few steps before turning around to disperse the crowd. Her appearance was even more respectful than the palace maids who treated the emperor back then.

Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi were confused about it, but Adolf was used to it. He glanced at Cheng Bugui. He couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from Cheng Bugui, so he didn't care much. He probably thought Cheng Bugui was a servant of Qu Zhongzhi, so he only called Qu Zhongzhi and ignored Cheng Bugui.

Cheng Bugui was so happy that he was quiet. Not only did he not point it out, he also pretended to be a servant. Qu Zhongzhi was keen and naturally would not be confused. He simply used the trick and acted like a master. He followed Adolf into the fence.

When passing by the fence, Cheng Bugui was careful. He found that the wood that formed the fence was probably more than ten years old. Peach wood warded off evil spirits. Just this circle of fences can prevent many low-level evil spirits. I just don’t know where Adolf got so many old mahogany?

Not only are peach wood used in the fence, but all the construction materials in this village are very strange. The floor is covered with graphite, and the roadside is covered with glutinous rice and peach pits. Every household has roosters and black dogs, wind chimes are hung everywhere, and copper coins are hung at the door.

In addition to these, there are various other strange things. Such a formation was only set up when the haunted house was haunted. However, if you think about the zombies and evil spirits everywhere outside the fence, it is not difficult to understand the good intentions of doing this.

Adolf lived in the largest one in all houses, and the room where he was in had no evil-proof objects, it was an ordinary brick and tile house. But the house was very gorgeous, with gold bricks paved on the floor and walls covered with jade agate and gem pearls. Even billionaires were placed before, they could not buy one-tenth of the things in this house.

Adolf didn't care about these gold and silver treasures, and it seemed that he didn't wonder that his many followers were, but Qu Zhongzhi and Cheng Bugui were shocked by a small amount.

Everyone sat down with the guest and host, Adolf sat in the main seat, Qu Zhong sat straight to the top, and Cheng Bugui stood silently behind him. Adolf clapped his hands, and then served wine and various dishes.

Cheng Bugui watched coldly and found that the followers who ignored the treasures in the room, looked at the food on the table but their eyes shining. They needed to try their best to prevent saliva from flowing out. He frowned, and the doubts in his heart became even more serious.

Adolf put on a warm and hospitable posture. He kept toasting Qu Zhongzhi and waved his hand to arrange for some people to dance to cheer him up. The selected people were very happy, while others were envious.

Ten people were selected, five men and five women. They swung their limbs to the fullest, dancing wildly and sexy.

During the meal, Qu Zhong kept beating Adolf indirectly, and finally figured out the questions that had been hanging in the hearts of the two brothers for many days.

It turned out that a full ten years had passed since they entered the Blood Evil Hell. On the day they entered the Hell, a doomsday undead frenzy broke out!

The population has dropped sharply to less than one percent of the original ones and is scattered all over the world. The human life has almost returned to primitive society, and there is no more electricity supply and no productivity brought by any technological means.

Human civilization was destroyed entirely, and the prosperity of the psychics came again!

The psychic is the god in the minds of ordinary people, the omnipotent and the savior who protects people from being eroded by evil spirits. The surviving people seek the protection of the psychics, and gradually formed one new city after another around the psychics. The psychics are the masters of these new cities, controlling everything in the city.

Of course, not all psychics are qualified to protect a city. Adolf, who is just a beginner, has shallow spiritual power, so he can only build a small village in the wilderness to play. The village he blessed is called Taomu Village, and he took in hundreds of people.

Qu Zhongzhi didn't care about how Adolf was a qualified camp leader. He and Cheng Bugui quietly exchanged glances and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Although all kinds of doubts after returning from hell were solved, more questions emerged.

What is the evil spirit frenzy? As soon as they enter hell, the evil spirit ends, is it a coincidence or man-made? The evil spirit frenzy comes too suddenly and calms even more suddenly, just like an invisible big hand controlling everything, with the purpose of restoring the prosperity of the psychics. Do these invisible dark hands really exist? After the evil spirit ends, the reconstruction of order was too fast. In just ten years, a new class of psychics rulers was formed. If it weren't for the premeditation, who would have believed it?

Who is so crazy that it triggers the end of evil spirits, and even does not hesitate to destroy the entire human race, and wants to recreate the past scenery of the spiritual world?

No matter who it is, his goal has been achieved.

According to Adolf, in the psychic world today, there are many talents, and geniuses emerge in times of troubled times. Psychics have grown one after another, and many people are already attacking the great psychics, but it has not been heard that anyone has succeeded yet.

Compared with the Dharma-Ending Age in the past, the magical path was not revealed in the world, and ordinary people have never even heard of the name of a psychic master. Today's spiritual world is more than just the word "scenery". Who has witnessed the end of evil spirits? Who has survived the human beings who do not have awe of the psychic masters? Who doesn't want to learn the magical path to become a psychic master?

If all this is artificial, the cruelty and terror of the mastermind behind the scenes will almost make everyone in the world tremble. But does the rise of the psychic master really mean the glory of the psychic world?

The psychics who appeared after the end of the evil spirits did not know the mission of the psychics, nor did they have any principles. Just like Adolf, he began to act as a mighty man when he had magical powers. Where did he look like he would subdue demons and maintain the stability of the human world?

Why did the ancient spiritual world decline? Isn’t it because the psychics use their own blessings and do not know how to protect human fire, so they were punished by God? (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

ps: Wow!!! I am inspired by the tide of inspiration, and the subsequent plot is full of twists and turns. Even I can’t help but want to be a reader to read the outline several times!

But the more I write, the less it looks like a supernatural. Alas, I swayed between finishing the book and continuing to create it. I hope that all book friends will actively express their opinions, so I can make a decision.

The current situation is that it is OK to complete the book, and the plot is still a magical turn, but I guess many people have guessed a lot based on their previous style...

It's okay to not finish the book, but the supernatural style is completely impossible to come back...
Chapter completed!