During the rapid walk, Mo Yu's figure paused slightly, and turned his head to look behind him, "Has it been triggered? This time, it should be able to teach you a lesson." ”

After that, he smiled slightly and continued to move forward, but at this moment, his appearance had changed into a slightly honest young man, with powerful qi and blood rippling around him, and he was a powerful monk in the flesh.

With such a layer of camouflage, you can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles in the process of rushing.

......

Half a month later.

The sun is setting in the west, the sky is dark, and the town is built on the mountain...... But there is no quiet and peaceful!

In the sky, black clouds were everywhere, and the evil qi was surging, and the monks who came in and out were all in a hurry, looking indifferent, and the aura around them was cold and gloomy.

This is the town of Yellow Springs, the closest place to hell, and its only entrance.

An honest young man stopped, his eyes swept ahead, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's finally here!

This person is Mo Yu who has galloped all the way.

He was about to enter the town, but his heart suddenly shrank, and he had a very bad premonition.

The figure suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the seemingly normal town, and after a few breaths, he turned to leave.

......

A monk with a grim expression flew out of Huangquan Town, slightly identified the direction, and quickly left.

There was a faint look of excitement in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to come out alive this time and further cultivate! Now, I am also a Divine Monarch Monk!"

"Hehe, when I return to the family, I must pay the price for those things that look down on people!"

was fantasizing about the majesty of the future, but he didn't notice that a figure appeared behind him silently.

With a slap of his hand, the person's eyes went black, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Mo Yu looked at the monk who had fainted, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his forehead, and when he started cultivating, a suction force suddenly erupted. It can be clearly seen that a trace of black color continues to merge into his body through the palm of his hand.

This is the Yellow Spring Breath that the monk will inevitably get involved in staying in hell for a long time, and in a small number, it will completely dissipate in a few months after leaving, and will not cause harm to the monk himself.

After a while, when the Huangquan breath was all integrated into his body, Mo Yu's face showed a hint of satisfaction, and after thinking about it, he lowered his head and took this person's storage ring away, and then turned around and left.

After a while, Mo Yu's figure appeared outside Huangquan Town again, this time he didn't have any worries, and entered it directly, with an indifferent expression on his honest face, no different from other monks.

Soon, he noticed that several obscure thoughts swept over him at the same time, and he seemed to hesitate slightly, but quickly retreated.

Mo Yu remained silent, as if unconscious, and disappeared into the town.

......

Hell, the territory of the Shura clan, is not blocked, but is open to all monks. As long as the cultivation is above the god general level, you can enter it, sharpen yourself to improve your cultivation, or bury yourself in it......

For countless years, there has always been a saying that people will return to hell, but this has not deterred everyone, and the number of monks who enter each year is even greater.

Because this has become a tradition of the monk Rhine, who has not experienced the baptism of hell, he is not a real strong man!

"Remember, after entering hell, you must be cautious, and you must not be careless!" On the edge of hell, a middle-aged monk spoke solemnly, and in order to give the juniors a deep memory, he tore off his chest shirt, revealing three dark purple claw marks, starting from his left chest and extending below his lower abdomen.

"This is the price of my trance back then, if it wasn't for the rescue of my companions, I would have died on the spot. But don't think that they saved me with good intentions, it's just that they don't want the Yellow Spring Beast to devour my soul to improve my strength, and it is my own luck to survive in the end. So, remember the second point, after entering hell, don't trust others easily, the black hand from behind is often the most deadly!"

Seven or eight young monks said yes solemnly, looking in the direction of hell with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

The middle-aged monk waved his hand, "Go!"

A few people saluted, turned and walked forward, and the figure quickly became blurred, and disappeared in just a few breaths.

The middle-aged monk sighed, "I don't know how many will come back this time." ”

He turned and walked away.

After a few breaths, Mo Yu's figure walked out from not far away and said to himself: "It seems that hell is indeed as dangerous as in the record, but the more this is the case, the more likely it is that there will be great creation." ”

His figure moved, walked towards the desolate place in front of him, and after chatting for more than ten steps, he turned around and looked back, and there was no place to come from.

Sure enough, although hell is in the middle of the nose, it is more like an independent space connected to it. And when he entered, with the help of the spatial law of contemplation, Mo Yu vaguely sensed a faint spatial fluctuation. If nothing else, the teleportation should have already been made.

No wonder before, the middle-aged man had to be careful to tell him, maybe after the teleportation, the seven or eight young monks were no longer together.

The thought turned quickly and thought about these clearly, Mo Yu stepped on his feet, and the figure roared forward.

......

E Xiaodou felt very confused, very frightened, and very uneasy......

Luckily got out of hell alive, and his cultivation broke through to the Divine Monarch Rank, he was fantasizing about the scenery after returning to the family, but he didn't expect to be easily put to the ground and ransacked. When he woke up, his first thought was not anger, but glad he was still alive. The second thought is that no one should know about it!

After comforting himself, E Xiaodou hurried back to the family, and the next thing was the same as he imagined.

The second dog and the others who bullied him back then, the panicked appearance of each one by one, it makes people feel comfortable to look at! There is also the head of the family, who has always been cold to him, with a little bit of caution when he speaks, and at night he even directly sent one of his beautiful nieces to his room......

The rolling of that night makes people's legs weak when you think about it...... It's a hateful good thing that didn't last long, after a stormy night, he was locked up here when he woke up, and his cultivation was completely imprisoned, and he couldn't escape at all.

Who had arrested him, and what were they trying to do?

E Xiaodou was confused, panicked, and uneasy......

......

"Lord Hui, it has been found out that this person does not have the slightest power of Huangquan. The man who spoke had a gloomy expression.

Above, the old man shook his head, looking helpless, "It seems that we are holding our pockets empty, but we don't know that we have already been pierced." ”

He commanded in a deep voice, "Spread the word to the Holy Family, the target has entered Hell." ”

"Yes, sir. The man hesitated slightly, "Then next, do you want to put away your pockets first?"

"No," the old man waved his hand, "until the new order is given, everything will be the same. ”

Although I know that there is little hope, there is still a glimmer of possibility...... The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, not only is his strength strong, but his mind is also so meticulous, the target locked by the Holy Clan this time is not easy to deal with!

......

Shaped like a cheetah, with black hair and withered yellow eyes, this is the Yellow Spring Beast, condensed by the strange power of hell.

Of course, the appearance is only an appearance, the Yellow Spring Beast is ever-changing, only the dead eyes like dead leaves in autumn are eternal.

Mo Yu shook his head, on the edge of hell, the probability of encountering the Yellow Spring Beast was really low, and in two days, this was only the fifth one he had encountered.

"Hopefully, I can get a little bit of something. ”

As if sensing Mo Yu's contempt, the Yellow Spring Beast, which was shaped like a cheetah, let out a low roar and suddenly rushed forward.

It was extremely fast, like a black lightning bolt, and it took a big bite straight at his neck.

For the Divine Commander Rank, this speed is a deadly threat, and the Divine Monarch Rank must also deal with it carefully...... But for Mo Yu, it's more like sending him to death.

He raised his hand and grabbed it forward, and he just pinched the neck of the Yellow Spring Beast, with a slight force, only to hear a "click", the Yellow Spring Beast's eyes quickly dimmed, and its body disappeared like a puff of smoke.

Bang Bang –

A yellow crystal the size of a grain of rice fell to the ground.

A smile appeared on Mo Yu's face.

This crystallization is the condensation of the Yellow Springs Beast absorbing the power of the Yellow Springs, and the monks absorbing the power in it have a certain chance to comprehend the power of the Yellow Springs, and then master the terrifying powers!

Mo Yu had a hunch that the power of Huangquan might be the key to his goal on this trip.

However, with only the crystallization of the power of the Yellow Springs the size of two grains of rice in his hands, it is a fool's dream to want to comprehend the power of the Yellow Springs...... Fortunately, in hell, only those who have strength and time are the most lacking, and the one that is not lacking is the Yellow Spring Beast.

It's just that the time left for him may not be sufficient!

After putting away the crystals, Mo Yu turned around and continued to walk towards the depths of hell.

The wind blew, rolling his robe, outlining his back incomparably straight, like the towering mountain peak that could not be bent!