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Originally, I still owed six chapters, but I thought that the two updates were completed today, and I was paying off a few chapters, so that the debt could be reduced, and I could continue to be a salted fish in a few days......

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Body:

The sky is clear, but the Netherworld Mountain is full of ghosts and dark clouds, and the entire Netherworld Mountain seems to be isolated from the world.

When Su Heng stepped into the Netherworld Mountain Realm, he could clearly feel that there was a cold aura coming from all around, and his vision became dim, like a dawn in the dark, with only a faint light.

The ghost aura was gloomy, relying on the psychic method, Su Heng felt that faint soul fluctuations began to appear around him.

Gradually, a thick fog appeared, like a splashed ink painting, a phantom hand formed by the thick fog stretched out from behind Su Heng's back, and at the same time as the hand was stretched out, there was also a terrible strange scream, like laughing and crying.

Su Heng was very calm, and took out a soul chain from the storage cloth bag.

This cloth bag is exchanged for a chicken leg, Zhang Butcher has become a monk Qijie, and he can't eat chicken legs in the future, so this chicken leg has become a swan song for the current Qijie, which naturally reflects the value of the cloth bag, which is very precious......

Su Heng now carries it with him, which is very convenient.

As soon as the soul chain came out, it was like throwing a stone in a calm lake, which seemed small, but it brought fluctuations to the calm flowing lake.

The big hand behind him was obviously stunned, and he seemed to be very scared, but Su Heng couldn't care so much, how could he run justifiably, so he turned around and shook his hand.

The soul chain rattled and turned into a black lightning bolt, piercing through the dense fog and locking the phantom hand firmly like a coiled snake.

"Damn!" a hoarse voice came from the thick fog, a little panicked.

The effect of the soul chain in the hands of different people is also different, and in the hands of Su Heng, it naturally exerts the greatest effect.

Su Heng tugged on the other end of the chain and pulled hard, and the unknown existence hiding in the dense fog was also pulling inside, but he quickly gave up.

The unknown existence in the dense fog gave up the competition, and Su Heng easily pulled the chain back.

It's an arm, it's disembodied, it's virtual and real, but when you hold it, you can feel a touch of lightness.

This arm doesn't look much different from ordinary people's arms, except that it looks a little ugly, it's pitch black, and it's covered with all kinds of tiny scattered colors, like moss growing in the corners of the wall after rain.

After losing an arm, the fog quickly receded, revealing the surrounding scene.

Lonely graves were erected, and on each grave there was a tombstone, and on some of them a few black ducks rested on them, making a desolate hissing sound. Surrounded by old trees that are blackened from their bodies to their branches and leaves, the old trees are hanging low and lifeless.

Su Heng knew that here, the mass grave, the predecessor of the Netherworld Mountain.

"I know you, Su Heng, the number one on the heavenly list. "There was a sound in the sky above the mass grave, the voice was hoarse, and the direction of the sound could not be heard, only a thick black fog.

Su Heng was not too surprised, in Zhongzhou, there are too many people who know him, and basically every household has his portrait, especially in ordinary people's homes, who often use his portrait to scare children, leaving a shadow in countless children's childhood......

The most important thing is that because of the practices of these people, in the future, these children may grow up to resist the handsome face on the portrait, and they will feel that they are all ugly people and evil-hearted people, which is actually the reason why Su Heng has always been single......

"This king and you have no grievances, I don't know why Sect Master Su came to my Netherworld Mountain? The tone of the owner of the voice in the dense fog was a little frightened and angry, he was also an ordinary person before his death, he was already dead and buried in a mass grave, but after a rain of blood, he came back to life, crawled out of the grave, and gained amazing strength, but his body features became a little weird, and his body shape began to be empty and real, afraid of seeing the light.

The virtual and real body made him very worried, worried that one day his body would disappear completely, until one day he found that cannibal flesh and blood can delay the transformation of the body, and since then he has embarked on a road of no return, and the first target is also the village that gave birth to him back then, and all the people in a village were sucked clean by him.

Before his death, he was just an ordinary person and already knew the name of Su Heng, the leader of the Demon Sect who was the number one in the heavenly list, but now that he is dead, although he has gained unimaginable abilities, but after a short fight, he realized the gap and wanted to escape from here.

Su Heng didn't know that this Netherworld Ghost King thought a lot of things, but he brainwashed the sect all day long, saying that everything pays attention to the teacher and is famous, since people asked, then naturally he had to give a good excuse, Su Heng thought about it and said: "I haven't seen a ghost, I'm just curious, I want to catch one and go back to study and study, if you honestly go back with me, I promise to keep you alive." ”

Su Heng's words were from the bottom of his heart, Master Qin had also told him before, let him pay attention to it, catch a ghost and come back to study and study, since it is a research object, it must not hurt its life, and it must be carefully offered, lest Master Qin experiment too much that day, and he will be killed if he doesn't put his mind into it.

But the ghost king does not believe these nonsense, and uses the ghost to deceive the ghost, which is an insult to the ghost's intelligence......

Everyone is so busy now, as the leader of a sect, how idle do you have to be to come to catch ghosts and go back to study, eighty percent of them saw that they were hiding in the thick fog, and he couldn't find them, so he wanted to coax himself out.

Thinking that the first person on the heavenly list has nothing to do with himself, the ghost king feels glorified, and the joy in his heart is indescribable, he woke up and found that he was connected with this mass grave, closely related, the mass grave is now his natal magic weapon, especially at night, it is even more powerful, as long as it is at night, he can summon the lonely soul and wild ghost in the lonely tomb to help him fight, and when the time comes, he can kill the so-called first person on the heavenly list.

The more he thought about it, the more proud he became, and his hoarse voice let out a rampant and smug laugh: "Su Heng, what can you do even if you are the first on the heavenly list? This mass grave is the king's natal magic weapon, this king is hiding in this fog, what can you do to me?"

"Don't run if you have the ability, wait until the evening, this king is comparing with you. ”

Su Heng only remembered this sentence, and then came to his senses, originally thinking about how to break the dense fog and find out the mice hiding behind, since it was a magic weapon, it would be easy to do.

Su Heng took out a red lantern from the storage bag, engraved with the word "fortune".

The red lantern glows faintly red in the thick fog. Su Heng shook the lantern with it, only to hear a miserable cry from the dense fog, the thick fog suddenly dispersed, and the mass grave began to shrink, and finally turned into a palm-sized spiritual weapon, which fell steadily into Su Heng's hands.

The Netherworld Ghost King, who had only one arm left, also appeared, his face full of horror.