"This is hell? It seems that the culture of the West is really lacking, too unimaginative."

On the gray side, there is no grass, and most of the place is tumbling magma, a bit like the feeling of the end of the world. But as far as hell is concerned, it is inevitably a little subclassy. Think about the hell in the east, it is much richer, the eighteen layers of different hells, what a bridge, three stones, this is like the grandeur of hell!

I have to say, Lin Dong is a little disappointed in this hell! But he didn't have the heart to look at it anymore, after all, he didn't come to travel and vacation this time, so he quickly put away his mind and looked at himself.

The body was light and illusory, and although he could feel it, it wasn't the same as usual. The most important thing is that he can't feel the existence of Gang Qi, and there is no void pill in the position of the dantian! This made Lin Dong feel a little tricky, he was probably no different from an ordinary ghost now, and his strength couldn't be exerted at all!

"Oops!"

Lin Dong's face turned ugly, and he suddenly remembered that since he couldn't exert his strength now, would it affect helping Qiu Qianren get rid of the Death Messenger?

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt that the atmosphere around me seemed to become cold, as if some danger was coming.

"Get out of the way!"

Qiu Qianren's voice sounded, Lin Dong subconsciously bent his head and squatted, and in an instant he felt a burning pain coming from the top of his head.

The black sickle skipped over the top of his head, if it weren't for Qiu Qianren's timely reminder, if it weren't for his quick reaction, I'm afraid that his head would be separated from his body this time. Lin Dong didn't have time to think about it subconsciously and wanted to jump away, and then just moved but almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Damn."

Lin Dong couldn't help but scolded depressedly, the taste of being a ghost is really unpleasant! Seeing that the scythe of the Deathbringer had slashed again, he didn't care about complaining, and controlled his body to dodge quickly.

Without a body, there is no strength.

Especially since this is still someone else's territory, Lin Dong has experienced what it means to be embarrassed. Barely stopped, rolling and crawling to dodge the sharp scythe, and several times he was almost slashed, but even so, he could feel the burning pain every time the scythe came close.

Aggrieved, aggrieved!

The feeling of being able to dodge in embarrassment but not being able to fight back is really unpleasant. No, I can't be so passive anymore, here I don't have any ability at all like Qiu Qianren and ordinary ghosts, but this death messenger is just like black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, just restraining them.

It's easy to say, but how to fight back?

Without Gang Qi and Buddha power, there is no possibility of counterattacking at all!

Lin Dong thought, so he rolled on the spot to dodge the deadly scythe, and raised his middle finger at it by the way, but judging from its reaction, it obviously didn't understand what it meant. Well, Bai Lang is emotional! Lin Dong muttered, although he didn't have time to familiarize himself with this 'new' body, but the potential was stimulated at the moment of life and death, and he avoided it one after another, but let him gradually grasp the senses.

Although the ** Gang Qi can't be displayed, the experience is still there, not to mention that although Lin Dong's character is not tenacious, he rarely panics when he encounters problems. In such a situation, although his life is in danger, he can still hold on for a moment. Since you can't win, let's run? Anyway, now it seems that the Death Messenger has been separated from Qiu Qianren, and he can't deal with it for the time being, so he can run first!

When the time comes, get familiar with it, if you can deal with him, you can't deal with it, just just find the space fault, no matter how you say that you have entered hell, you can be regarded as dying once, since you are dead, the death messenger should find the next host, right? If only it could find itself, if it dares to come, just take it away!

Rushing to keep Qingshan without worrying about the lack of firewood, Lin Dong shouted directly at Qiu Qianren, asking him to smear oil on the soles of his feet and take the opportunity to slip away. Qiu Qianren is also simply, maybe because of his profession, he is more shrewd in judging the situation, maybe if it weren't for Lin Dong's words, after coming in, the death messenger separated from him, and he flashed as soon as possible!

Seeing that Qiu Qianren had already run away, Lin Dong left the eyes that attracted the death messenger, and it was not until he saw that Qiu Qianren had run away that he was ready to flash.

However, the situation is not as optimistic as imagined, and it is not easy to get rid of the death messenger, not to mention that the magma that erupts at any time, although it will not hurt him, but it will make him snort in pain, and the pain of his soul is really unusual, which greatly affects the speed of his escape.

All in all, Lin Dong couldn't get rid of the Death Messenger completely after trying hard, and just when he was a little worried about what to do, he suddenly felt a palpitation, as if some danger was about to come. Immediately after, a whining scream was heard, and in the distance, a black storm swept in.

"What's the matter, there's a hurricane in hell? Hey, why does the Deathbringer seem to be very afraid, could it be that what is the origin of this storm? It feels like it's dangerous, and this is your chance! Lin Dong noticed that the speed of the Death Messenger had slowed down, and he seemed to be a little afraid of this storm.

"Uncle, find a place to hide, stay away from this storm, and I will get rid of the Deathbringer!" Lin Dong shouted at Qiu Qianren, followed by the advance without retreating, and actually ran in the direction of the storm.

Qiu Qianren also felt that this storm was unusual, and couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw Lin Dong's actions. However, this may be the best way to get rid of the Deathbringer, as he finds that the Deathbringer has stopped, and seems to be hesitating whether to chase or give up!

Seeing the storm getting closer, the Deathbringer finally turned around and ran away quickly.

"Whew, I've finally run away, and the master should run away too!"

Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief, the hurricane was getting closer and closer, he could already feel a tearing feeling, he had a hunch that if he was caught in it, he would definitely go back to pieces, he was a soul, but he had no golden body, and no golden bones!

Immediately, Lin Dong turned around and ran out of the city with the greatest strength and the fastest speed.

The monstrous storm came in a blink of an eye, and the speed was quite fast, even if Lin Dong had tried his best to escape from the scope of the storm, he was still affected by the storm, and the whole person flew out in an instant, and the illusory body was even more crumbling, as if it might disperse at any time.

Lin Dong grinned in pain, he was sure that if he could cry now, he would definitely burst into tears.

It hurts!

Falling heavily on the ground made Lin Dong snort even more, his body seemed to be about to fall apart, and he couldn't move, but he still gritted his teeth and grabbed the ground, so as not to be swept out.

Whistling, screaming, endless.

Lin Dong lowered his head and looked at the storm, he could see that there were many shadows in the storm swinging rapidly, and it was estimated that it should also be a soul, looking at the involuntary and painful appearance, Lin Dong was really a little lucky. Even if you can't die, the pain won't feel good!

"You're fine, are you?"

As the storm gradually moved away, Qiu Qianren hurriedly came over to help Lin Dong.

Lin Dong shook his head: "It's okay, let's leave here first, so as not to chase back the death messenger." ”

"Yes."

Qiu Qianqian nodded, and the two of them helped each other to find a random direction to leave.

I guess I walked for about half an hour, and I didn't see any other buildings except for the unchanging environment, not even a ghost.

"Let's take a break, I guess the Death Messenger didn't catch up!"

Qiu Qianren seemed to be a little tired, and the two stopped to find a place where they would not be sprayed by magma and sat down.

Lin Dong was not as tired as Qiu Qianren, on the contrary, after walking all the way, he felt that the pain and exhaustion before seemed to have disappeared, and he was in a surprisingly good state. This made him a little confused, and after sitting down, he pondered, carefully feeling the condition of his body.

He had a feeling as if some energy was constantly nourishing him, he must have been injured before, but now the injury seemed to have healed.

What could happen for Lang?

The body is not there, he doesn't have **, how can he recover automatically?

If this is the talent of the soul, it is even more impossible, haven't you seen Qiu Qianren's tired appearance? So, the problem is still with yourself!

Thinking about it, Lin Dong felt that there was only one possibility.

Primary Recovery!

First of all, both the primary recovery technique and the golden body alchemy are immortal techniques obtained from the immortal world, but the golden body alchemy is the cultivation of the body as the name suggests, and it is not a passive recovery skill like the primary recovery technique. The most important thing is that the cultivation method of immortal art is somewhat special, using spiritual power to learn, and then directly imprinting.

In other words, it is your own soul that learns directly!

I didn't think it was anything special before, but now, the difference is too obvious.

Thinking about this clearly made Lin Dong a lot happy, at least, there is still **available, although, it is a passive **!

"What's next? Although the Deathbringer has left me, I can feel that there seems to be a connection between me and it, and it will definitely find me! Qiu Qianren said.

"Two ways, either, destroy the Deathbringer. Or, find the spatial fault as soon as possible. ”

Qiu Qianqian smiled bitterly: "Neither of these methods seems to be so easy, we don't know where the spatial fault is, as for the Death Messenger, how can we destroy it now?" ”

"It's really depressing, I got so carried away, I came in without thinking about it, I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing. Let me think about it, there must be a way! Lin Dong muttered depressedly and pondered again.

It's not easy to destroy the Death Messenger in hell, at least they don't have the ability to do it now, so they can only think of another way, and the best way is naturally as originally envisaged, the God of Death will absorb the Death Messenger, killing two birds with one stone!

But the question is, how can I call the God of Death now?