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That's right, I've seen it in movies and television.

When there are powerful animals like overlords in the forests and grasslands, the weak fauna will flee for their lives and migrate like they are in front of them.

These monsters are not here for Ding Yi, nor are they here for the two legs just now.

They're running for their lives, they're running for their lives.

Ding Yi swooped, jumped on top of the pile of corpses, stood up high, and looked into the distance.

Boom, the ground shook more and more.

Ding Yi saw a group of huge monsters again.

He is three or four meters tall, with six big feet, galloping like a horse, and his body is like an elephant.

They were also alive, there were probably thousands, and they ran towards Ding Yi like crazy.

Ding Yi's feet were a large number of monster corpses, they turned a blind eye and went on a rampage, some accidentally fell, and were immediately trampled on from behind, and soon the scene was full of screams, and countless injured monsters could not get up and could not escape.

After this batch of giant monsters, Ding Yi saw a black color again.

This time, the monster was the size of a wolf, with black hair all over its body, and it was very soft and long, covering its body.

There were also tens of thousands of them, like a black tide passing through Ding Yi's feet, and it took nearly ten minutes to finish.

Many monsters will accidentally fall, and when they fall, they will be injured or even killed, and they will either be trampled to death or seriously injured by the non-stop passing behind.

After these different groups of demon beasts passed by, there were already thousands of dead and injured beasts lying around Ding Yi.

The scene screamed non-stop, and mourning was everywhere.

What the hell is chasing them? Hell demons, horrible dried corpses?

Just when Ding Yi was thinking about what kind of terrifying thing would be chasing them.

There was a rhythmic sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

As the voice got closer and closer, Ding Yi saw more and more clearly.

"Ho ----" a long hiss.

A strange horse with short red hair and a snow-white body appeared, its four hooves were black, its head had horns, its body was snow-white, and it had red hair, and when it ran, its four hooves emitted black light, with a cold will.

"Ho ---" another long hiss.

The second such strange horse appeared, and then the third, the fourth, the fifth.

After a while, Mr. Eight Strange Horses appeared in Ding Yi's sight, and then, Ding Yi saw a huge carriage.

Eight carriages, dragging the wagon.

The carriage was about the size of a ten-ton truck, made entirely of black metal, and also exuded an icy aura, with white bone patterns carved on the outside, and the souls that looked like the dead.

White Horse, Carriage, Is This a Terran? Ding Yi was stunned.

I didn't expect to see humans in this hellish cave world?

Where did I get thrown by Wan Zhenjun? Ding Yi thought with surprise and joy, he was happy because he could finally see people.

"Ho ho ---" The white horse let out a strange cry at this time, and then began to slow down, and it was obvious that the people in the carriage also saw Ding Yi and the pile of corpses around him.

"Hey, hey---" Ding Yi raised his hand to greet the carriage, wanting to ask where this was.

"Ho Ho ---" The eight white horses slowly stopped.

A huge carriage appeared in front of Ding Yi's eyes.

Buzzing, the door slowly opened.

"This is really called heaven has a way you don't go, hell has no door, you come ----- giggle---"

In the strange laughter, a figure flashed, and a handsome young man dressed in black appeared in front of Ding Yi.

He looked to be in his twenties, with a murderous face and fierce eyes.

"Do you know me?

"Ning Yi, I recognize you when you turn to ashes, giggle---" The young man looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing very happily, laughing very excitedly, as if he had encountered a great good deed.

Ding Yi is completely inexplicable, and he still knows my name Ning Yi? Is he still in PD Star? Who is this guy?

"If I change my appearance, you'll know who I am. The young man laughed again, his body shaking violently in laughter.

"Whoa" He let out a beastly roar, and the eight horses pulling the cart trembled at the same time, and they all fell down in panic, their bodies trembling, and they did not dare to get up.

And the young man's body began to mutate, burst, bang, bang, his clothes were torn, and his height became five meters, and he had half-meter-long teeth, wings on his back, huge feet, a body like an eagle, and a head like a lion.

In the blink of an eye, the human youth turned into a terrifying monster of five or six meters.

"Hell Guardian ---- Death Messenger---" Ding Yi was dumbfounded.

There is a record in the ancient books: the death messenger, the gatekeeper who guards the fifteenth layer of hell, has a corrupt magic knife that can slaughter immortals and kill gods, and guards in the depths of hell, which is extremely terrifying, no one can beat it, only the legendary saint Huang Zheng, one person can break through the eighteen layers of hell.

In fact, the sage Huang Zheng entered the deepest part of hell, and he did not open up layer by layer, he used teleportation and other routes, and many layers of hell have not been there.

None of the Deathbringers had ever encountered an opponent in Hell, and no one had been able to break through the fifteenth floor he was guarding.

The fifteenth layer of hell is called 'Rotten Hell'.

"What's the matter, wasn't Lao Tzu thrown to the fifteenth floor of hell by Wan Zhenjun?" Ding Yi was about to vomit blood.

"Giggles" the Deathbringer let out a hearty laugh, its huge, ugly body trembling, and the saliva from the corners of its mouth dripping and falling to the ground, corrupting the earth.

"Damn Ning Yi, you actually practiced my will, learned my supernatural powers, and did evil outside, I always wanted to kill you, but I didn't expect you to throw yourself into the net, hahahaha---- Hey, how did you come to hell? Why are you still alive? Impossible, the only people who come to hell are dead people?" The death messenger began to laugh, extremely proud, and he had already thought of ten thousand ways to torture Ding Yi in his mind.

But suddenly, he was a little dumbfounded, how did this Ding Yi get in?

The passage between the human world and hell has long been closed, and only the fairy realm can enter here.

If there was a way, he would have chased him to the world and killed Ding Yi.

And when it counts, only the dead can come in.

Who made this rule?

Or the sage Huang Zhengding.

The saint Huang Zheng came in alive in the first place, and he almost blew up the hell, he burned the hell, causing countless deaths and injuries in the hell.

In the end, he became a saint.

After the Heavenly Dao re-established the Lord of Hell, the sage Huang Zheng established the law that non-dead people could not enter.

It is also to prevent people like Huang Zheng from coming to hell again to disrupt hell and destroy the laws here.

Ni, this Ning Yi is still alive? How is it possible?

How is that possible?

This is the rule set by the sage Huang Zheng, how can a living person come in?

The Death Messenger was originally very happy, but suddenly saw that Ding Yi was a living person, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

Who is Huang Zheng? The legendary existence, the myth of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, can split the world with one word, and the whole universe can be rolled in his hands.

He said that no living people could come in hell, not even the Immortal Emperor.

Well, now Ding Yi is actually standing alive in front of the Death Messenger.

The deathbringer looked like it was about to collapse, it shook its head hard, and then realized that its head was too big, a little dizzy, and with a whoosh, it changed back into a human form.

The corners of Ding Yi's mouth twitched, and the death messenger could incarnate into a human form, which was the same as the incarnation of a human form after the Assassin flew to the immortal realm.

The Death Messenger is at least at the level of Void Immortal or above.

Damn, this is a dead death, Ding Yi was scared half to death.

"You---- are you dead or alive?" The death messenger stared at the boss, looking Ding Yi up and down, left and right, no matter how you looked, Ding Yi was alive, but it really didn't believe that Ding Yi could come in.

What the hell is going on here?

"Lao Tzu is alive when I am, na, the messenger of death, I don't have a big enmity with you, the affairs of the world, everyone is for themselves, can you not care---" Ding Yi also wanted to repeat the old trick, the same as coaxing the assassination, coaxing the death messenger.

"Bastard--- I don't care if you are dead or alive, if you come, you will give me death ---- our hell, and only accept the ---- of the dead and demons ---"

It turned out that those who were killed by Ding Yi on the ground, trampled to death, were all demons from hell.

Almost as soon as he said that.

Boom, Ding Yi's eyes were dark, and a strange knife suddenly appeared in the air.

This knife is like a sickle used by ancient farmers, with a semicircular shape, a pitch-black body, and countless spots on it, revealing the smell of decay.

"The quality of the immortal weapon of the "Corrupt Demon Knife" is that mortals will die if they touch it, and they will not be reincarnated forever. "Ding Yi has practiced his will, and of course he knows the legend of this knife.

As soon as the Death Messenger strikes, he is his own magic weapon and means.

The rotten magic knife broke through the air, and with a brush, the essence wrapped Ding Yi, and the breath of decay and death surged, and the radius of ten miles became pitch black, and the demonic energy of the magic knife covered the sky, rotting everything, like the sickle of death taking away all life in the world.

Ordinary human immortals are here, let alone fighting him, surrounded by this breath, they will be turned into dead corpses on the spot.

Ding Yi knew at a glance that he was far from his opponent, so he didn't think about it, swished, and jumped back.

"Run, where are you going to escape, there is no door to hell, you come from here, this is my world, I am in charge---- hahaha. The death messenger laughed loudly, beaming with pride, not to mention Ding Yi, even if an immortal like Shi Wa reached his territory, he would have to die.

Because there is no way to escape.

But he stopped laughing halfway through.

Ding Yi just came out of the hole behind him, jumped back with a swish, and the whole person returned to the cave, without saying a word, he turned around and ran.

"I'm --- ---" It was the turn of the Death Messenger to lie on the grass, and it stood in place dumbfounded, watching Ding Yi run into the hole.

Why was Ning Yi able to enter the sixteenth floor of hell? He could run away casually? Hell was the same as his home?

What the hell is he? The Deathbringer stood there for a long time without coming to his senses.

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