Chapter 296 The Tenth Yin Mountain
"He's dead, and only the two of us, uncle and nephew, are left in the fifth branch."
The situation in Langqing was still going on. He was kowtowing, giving up the last bit of dignity, grabbing Li Congrong's trouser legs, and bowing continuously.
But it was useless. Li Congrong never looked at him from beginning to end. He just looked at Ji Li all the time.
And Ji Li was looking at Dong Yuan, holding the gun in his hand very steadily. Listening to Li Congrong's words, he sneered.
"Isn't this the original deal between you and me? Now there is only one step left."
"Yes, one step away..."
Li Congrong, the iron-blooded store manager turned around silently, his pale hair was blown by the wind, and a trace of sadness emerged on his tough face.
After all, he was old, and his body was irreversibly hunched, but at this moment he forced himself to straighten his back.
He never looked back again, and tore open his coat fiercely, revealing the black soft armor in front of him with no defensive dead corners.
"Get out of my way, I'll clear the way for you."
After saying this, Li Congrong kicked a demon in front of him and smashed it, and rushed into the vast demon tide.
...
"Woo woo!"
Lang Qing's cry for help was still echoing, and the sound was getting smaller and smaller. He knew he had no hope.
Shi Dalu's sun hat was already on his head when he knelt on the ground and begged.
Dong Yuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and dared not look again. He returned to Chang Nian and others and headed forward.
With Li Congrong leading the way, there was progress again. The last one to leave was Hong Fu.
At the end of the team, only Ji Li and Lang Qing were left.
The gun was against Lang Qing's forehead, and the cold touch made him feel that it was no different from the breath of a fierce ghost.
Looking at that hateful and fearful face, he no longer dared to ask for help or shout.
"Start it."
Ji Li was as cold as an executioner dealing with a death row prisoner, the only difference was that he used a gun instead of a knife.
Lang Qing knew he was powerless to resist, and slowly climbed up the brim of his hat with both hands, with Ji Li's slender figure reflected in his eyes.
There was resentment and desperate fear in his eyes.
"You have three seconds left, otherwise I will break your legs first and leave you in the center of the ghost tide."
Ji Li glanced at the team in front of him, he was already four or five steps behind, and time was running out.
After saying this, he suddenly saw some kind of illusory hope burst out in Lang Qing's eyes, and he understood it in an instant and shook his head slightly.
"I will not die with you in the ghost tide, you will become a priority target after you lose your ability to move."
Lang Qing could not speak, but all his thoughts had been completely seen through by Ji Li.
Facing such an enemy, it is really difficult for ordinary people to have the desire to fight with him, or even to struggle.
Everything about you has been calculated to death by him.
"If you really hate me, remember my face. When you become a ghost, you may chase me and kill me.
This second, if you don't start, I will shoot."
Ji Li couldn't wait any longer. He ignored the three-second agreement he had said before, put his index finger on the trigger, and issued an ultimatum.
"Woo, woo, woo!"
Lang Qing's eyes turned into endless resentment at the moment before his death, and all the insults he had suffered were added to that emotion.
No one could hear what he was saying, but Ji Li roughly guessed that he was going to drag him to hell.
The half sun hat turned into a piece of flying ash in Lang Qing's hand, forming pieces of gray-black fragments, which splashed all over his face and body.
Lang Qing's originally lively face was quickly losing its blood color, and the moment it was stained with flying ash, it instantly turned into a mixture of pale and blue-gray.
At the same time, the sturdy body and muscle tissue rapidly deteriorated, and only the skeleton was still in a kneeling posture.
The eyelids drooped weakly, and the cervical vertebrae could no longer support the weight of the head. It drooped and died with a creak.
In an instant, Lang Qing became a dried corpse kneeling on the ground.
However, this state only lasted for half a second. Almost at the same time when his head drooped, he raised his head again.
But the eyes that opened again were only a piece of white, and there was no trace of pupils.
He...
No, it should be it now.
The moment it stood up again, it was no longer the coward Lang Qing, but a real scary ghost.
And it was the dead corpse under the nameless valley in the store manager's mission!
...
For Ji Li, it didn't matter whether Lang Qing still had the obsession to kill him after he turned into a ghost.
Because he knew that even if Lang Qing, who had turned into a ghost, still wanted to chase him, the ghost tide would help him intercept him.
From every minute and every second since the ghost turned into a ghost, the former enemies of the store employees became their allies and helpers.
The store manager's mission of turning the sin into a ghost is so terrifying that it cannot be compared with ordinary star-level missions.
Langqing's current ghost seems to be extremely powerful.
Even though the store employees have already escaped a long distance, they can still hear that the situation in Langqing's back is the most intense.
Countless ghosts are swarming towards it, and even some ghosts that passed by the store employees have already ignored them.
This makes Ji Li feel a little surprised.
From this situation, it can be seen that these ghosts seem to have some kind of discipline, and are definitely not the scattered soldiers he once thought.
So, with such a large number of ghosts gathering here, where exactly is this place?
No one can give Ji Li an answer to this question.
What is worth celebrating is that Ji Li's plan is very effective. With Li Congrong clearing the way and Lang Qing turning into ghosts, the ghost tide is becoming less and less threatening to them.
"You won't let me turn into a ghost too..."
Dong Yuan no longer dared to talk to Ji Li like that. She seemed to have discovered a problem, a mistake in her own thinking.
Ji Li is not afraid of sinful objects. At the same time, as a store manager, he has a weapon that can kill living people.
For Dong Yuan, no matter how many sinful objects she possesses, unless she is extremely unnatural like Li Congrong, she is still just a small role in front of Ji Li.
Hearing Dong Yuan speak like this, Ji Li sneered in his heart.
From the moment the sinful object was handed over to this woman, she was dead, but the outcome would depend on the situation.
Ji Li didn't answer Dong Yuan's question. At least she was still useful now.
The Wheel King was about to arrive, and although he showed no fear on his face, there were rare signs of uneasiness in his heart.
This is a reflection of the confusion about the way forward and the crisis in the future.
What made Ji Li unable to worry was that he didn't know whether the crisis came from the powerful King of Wheels or from Li Congrong ahead.
Both can kill him, and kill him again and again...
The giant blood thunder in the sky suddenly appeared again, and the silver ribbon in hand was about to reach its end.
The whimpering sounds of the ghost tide have long since stopped, and the road ahead is clear.
By the scarlet light, Ji Li saw a Yinshan mountain with towering cliffs and ten-direction iron chains wrapped around the mountainside, like a chain of hell.
The entire Yinshan Mountain stood in front of him, like a gluttonous monster, staring at the intruder with eager eyes. The sound of thunder was like its low warning, not to take another half step forward.
The Tenth Hall is located on the top of the Yin Mountain, surrounded by bottomless abyss. The thin mist starts from here and spreads to no one knows where.
There is only one road leading to the tenth hall of Yinshan Mountain.
It was a trestle, swaying in the mist and wind and thunder, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.