In this way, a group of people took the winning money and rushed to the checkpoint.
But unexpectedly, Jingtian revealed his true colors before taking two steps.
"Jingtian, your invisibility time has passed. They can see you. You have to be careful." Liu Zhiheng patted Jingtian on the shoulder and said.
Jingtian was startled and looked down. Sure enough, he could see his hands and feet. This was really not fun.
"Miss Zixuan, can you cast a spell to make me invisible? I'm a little scared." Jingtian suddenly said.
Liu Zhiheng couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this. Are you scared? I'm afraid it's your kid.
Zixuan, who was hiding, shook her head and said: "This is the territory of the Fire Ghost King. Once I take action, they will definitely know that we have broken in, and they cannot cast spells yet."
Jingtian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed after hearing this, but he quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, he was an optimist.
After stuffing the banknotes, Jingtian and Tang Xuejian successfully passed the first level. Of course, Liu Zhiheng and the others also followed.
The manager of the second level led Jingtian and Tang Xuejian to a stage and said, "Okay, you can start performing. If they can all cry, you will pass."
Jingtian and Tang Xue couldn't help but be confused after hearing this.
"Sister-in-law, I can't do such a thing as making them cry. You know that I am an optimist." Jingtian waved his hand.
Seeing that she couldn't catch the duck, Tang Xue walked onto the ring.
But she had no stage experience, and she didn't know what to say.
"Good evening everyone, I...I am...Tang Xuejian."
Seeing this, Liu Zhiheng couldn't help but raise his forehead.
Just when everyone was at a loss, an unexpected person appeared.
I saw Zhao Wuyan wrapped in bandages and limping. He suddenly walked up to Jingtian and said wretchedly: "Little brothers, you are so brave. You don't know anything and you dare to rush to the stage."
Jingtian turned around and saw Zhao Wuyan, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "It's you!"
When Zhao Wuyan heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. He thought to himself: "I don't seem to have seen this person in my memory. How come he knows me? Is this the reason why my reputation as Zhao Wuyan spreads so widely?"
Just when Zhao Wuyan was about to show off, Liu Zhiheng skillfully grabbed Zhao Wuyan's throat and pushed him to the ground.
"I ask you questions, do you understand?"
Zhao Wuyan felt the suffocation coming from his throat and said fearfully: "I understand, I understand."
Jingtian saw Zhao Wuyan suddenly fall to the ground, and immediately understood that it was his elder brother who had taken action, so he squatted down with interest and prepared to watch the show.
"How to pass this level? What strategies are there?" Liu Zhiheng asked coldly.
"Strategy? Ahem."
Liu Zhiheng tightened his grip on his neck.
"These audiences all like the popular and sensational tone, as well as the love between mother-in-law and mother-in-law, such as filial piety, father-son love, brotherhood, etc. They will never tire of watching these." Zhao Wuyan said quickly while he was still angry.
"Why is this?" Jingtian asked.
Zhao Wuyan looked at Jingtian, and then replied helplessly: "Because the people here are separated from their closest relatives and loved ones, separated by yin and yang."
"People are all cheap. If you don't cherish them while you are alive, you will regret it when you are dead."
Liu Zhiheng frowned and said, "Give two examples."
"The Cowherd's daughter is lying on the ice begging for a carp." Hearing the voice of the God of Death, Zhao Wuyan quickly replied.
Liu Zhiheng nodded thoughtfully, then knocked him unconscious with a hand knife, and then let the forgetfulness Gu activate again to eat away at his memory.
Liu Zhiheng strode onto the stage and said in Tang Xuejian's ear: "Xuejian, listen to me now. I say something and you say something."
Tang Xue nodded slightly.
"It is said that during the Qin Dynasty, when Qin Shihuang built the Great Wall, the labor was heavy... Meng Jiangnu wore cold clothes and went through a lot of hardships before finally reaching the Great Wall, but what she received was the sad news that her husband had died... ."
The story of Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall was born on the stage. The ghosts in the audience suddenly burst into tears.
At this time, the steward was crying as he came on stage and handed Tang Xuejian and Jingtian a small bowl filled with tears.
Seeing this, Liu Zhiheng asked everyone to come over and help collect tears, making sure not to miss a drop.
Because he knew that the next level would require the use of these seemingly inconspicuous tears.
After collecting two full bowls of tears, the steward led Tang Xue to a sea of fire.
"Okay, you can go now." The steward said with a cold face.
"Brother, are you mistaken? There is a sea of fire in front of us. How do we leave?" Jingtian said.
"Of course, use the tears you collected. You only need to sprinkle your tears on the flames, and they will be temporarily extinguished, and you can take the opportunity to pass by." The steward replied.
"So that's it. Fortunately, we collected a lot of tears just now. Thank you, brother." Tang Xuejian replied.
The steward nodded, then turned and left.
Liu Zhiheng took the small bowl filled with tears from Tang Xuejian's hand and said: "Jingtian, you come to open the way, remember not to go too fast, wait for everyone to pass before going to the next floating platform."
"Okay brother, let's go." Jingtian replied.
Because there were so many tears, they didn't panic at all, and soon they passed through the fire easily.
Going further, they finally arrived at the palace of the Fire Ghost King.
"Well, General Feipeng, you are finally here." Chonglou looked at Jingtian who appeared at the entrance of the palace and said with joy.
Jingtian couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. Damn it, why are you so outrageous? Why do I feel like I have passed three levels and defeated six generals just to come here and give him a death?
"Brother, what should we do now?" Jingtian said through gritted teeth.
"Waiting for an opportunity." Liu Zhiheng said seriously.
At this moment, Qingwei suddenly sent a message out of thin air and asked Jingtian to recite the spell for the first time, and Jingtian quickly executed it.
Chonglou wouldn't care so much. When he saw Feipeng, he was full of fighting spirit.
"Come on, General Feipeng, let's fight to the death." As he said that, the big black wings behind Zhonglou suddenly unfolded, and then the whole person rushed towards Jingtian like a cannonball.
Jingtian is no longer the novice he was before. He immediately pulled out the magic sword and blocked it in front of him. Unfortunately, his current strength was not enough to compete with the Demon Lord.
He flew out immediately.
"Brother!" Seeing that Sedum was injured, Solanum Solanum changed color instantly. Red Solanum stretched out her left hand in the air, a red bow appeared in the palm of her hand, and then a series of red arrows were shot out. , the first target is Chonglou.
Chonglou crossed his hands to block the arrow, but he was caught off guard and was slightly injured. He looked angrily in the direction of Nightshade, only to find that there was no one there.
"Brother Jing, recite the incantation a second time." Qingwei said again.
Jingtian nodded calmly, speaking plausibly.
Since he couldn't see the attackers, Chonglou knew that they were invisible. But with just the invisibility technique, did he want to block his Demon Lord?
I saw black light flashing in Chonglou's eyes, and a dark aura lingered around him for a while.
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