Chapter Ninety-One: The Tower of the Dead - The dark and shining stone walls between the ghosts are inscribed with a large number of murals, the contents of which are not unfamiliar, they are all portraits of various enemies in hell, some know and some do not.

Li Feng and the three of them are not unfamiliar with the surrounding construction materials, after all, the location of this kind of materials has made Li Feng and them suffer enough, these black ones are like black glass, and they are as hard as obsidian of steel, Li Feng They know each other very well.

While advancing, Emperor Wen suddenly thought of something, and said to Li Feng: "By the way, madman, didn't you drop anything after you killed that Dante's guy?" You look at people's frozen faces, there are so many fig leafs hanging around, why don't you seem to have anything? ”

"I dropped three things, two stones and a scatter, and the transparent pebbles were probably the things I wanted for the mission, and the other two were not in a good mood and didn't look at them, and threw them into the backpack...... After you say it, it seems that it is better to see what the hell it is. "As soon as Emperor Wen mentioned it, Li Feng felt that it was better to look at the 'sex', but before Lao Li took out the things, the atmosphere around him became a little weird and unusual.

Looking around, the trio found that the culprit behind the sudden change in atmosphere was a large number of portrait reliefs carved into the walls, several of which now exuded a strange aura as if they had come to life.

"桀桀~~Hahaha~~~" A deep ghostly smile came out of the mural, and the three of them immediately prepared for battle. Suddenly, translucent shadows appeared from the mural, and they attacked Li Feng and the three of them with huge scissors.

'Wraiths! The three people who had already suffered a lot from them in the Tower of Souls suddenly became solemn, this feeling Emperor Wen was even stronger than the other two, thinking that in the Tower of Souls that day, he was bullied by these resentful spirits, how could it be summed up by a single tragic word? The hellish torture was about to make Emperor Wen have a 'yin' shadow in his heart.

As for the six resentful spirits dancing in the air, they naturally didn't know what Emperor Wen was thinking, and if they knew that Emperor Wen had almost become a player version of the resentful spirits because of their partners, I am afraid that these resentful spirits would laugh even more happily than they do now.

After spinning around in the air several times, thinking that * was enough to perform, the six wraiths swooped down on the three of them with the large scissors in their hands.

'Magic Spike' was as expected at the beginning, Li Feng's Magic Spike stabbed into the air. New skills often don't know the timing of the shot, which is no way, but the enemy of the new skill turns out to be a resentful spirit who is extremely demanding on the timing of the shot, which can't help but make Li Feng scold his mother.

With a 'click', Li Feng, who had lost his move, was firmly cut with scissors by the resentful spirit that rushed up later, and the damage of -709 floated on Li Feng's body. These resentful spirits floating in the air seem to be transparent versions of Edward's scissorhands, and the tall scissors are playing a trick in their hands, Lao Li is a little suspicious, the real Edward's scissorhands are in front of these resentful spirits, I am afraid that they are also apprentices.

The battle between the three and the six resentful spirits unfolded fiercely among the ghosts, and the strange and ugly laughter of the resentful spirits and the sound of scissors opening and closing were endless. Although the battle was extremely hard, under the pressure of the resentful spirits, Li Feng also began to master the timing and rhythm of the new moves, and sure enough, the ancients were right: "Without oppression, there will be no progress." It took nearly twenty minutes to fight against the six wraiths, and the trouble of the wraiths could be seen. -1201's damage rises after the last grudge head rises,Also announced (to be continued,If you want' to know what will happen next,Please log in.,Mobile phone users log in to ap.,Chapter more,Please log in to 16k literature network to read!) At the end of the battle, the resentful spirit turned into a splinter of crystalline shards and disappeared against the backdrop of the sound of glass cracking.

"If I want a few more days, we will be the ones who are here today." After pouring a healing 'medicine', Li Feng said with emotion, to be honest, in the ranking of the most difficult enemies in Li Feng's heart, the resentful spirit is definitely one of the best, if it weren't for the fact that the attack power of the resentful spirit is not too strong, I'm afraid that the three of them have already slipped away from the soles of their feet just now.

As for Emperor Wen, his face is already iron-blue. I don't know if it's a ghost, but it's indeed a ghost, because the resentful spirits belong to ghosts no matter what angle they are, and the attacks of these resentful spirits are inseparable from Emperor Wen's PP position, which made Emperor Wen almost scared out of illness.

After resting for a while, the three of them continued on the road, and there were still a few waves of resentful spirits attacking along the way, most of them were about 3 or 4, although they were troublesome, they were still able to deal with it.

Soon after, the three of them came to a light black 'color' vortex, the light black 'color' vortex was the same as the previous two vortices, after the three of them glanced at each other, Yelin and Li Feng took a step back in unison, the meaning was quite obvious, this time is your stage.

The bright light flashed, and when he was advancing, Emperor Wen kept praying that the enemy would not be an enemy of the resentful spirit, because Emperor Wen already had a 'yin' shadow on these translucent things, just like a mouse had a natural fear when he saw a cat.

The light dissipated, and a vaulted round hall full of bloody aura appeared in front of Emperor Wen's eyes. Skulls were scattered all around, and the round hall was splattered with dry maroon blood. In the center of the round hall, an enemy with a huge scythe in his hand, a thick book on his waist, and a body surrounded by black qi appeared in front of Emperor Wen's eyes.

[Perished, rank???] , HP: 15000/15000] "Scythe to sickle?" It's really interesting. Staring at the enemy in front of him, the corners of Emperor Wen's mouth overflowed with a hint of smile, as long as it wasn't for those strange translucent creatures with special habits, Emperor Wen's courage was definitely extremely strong.

The floating was instantly blessed, and Emperor Wen, who was holding a huge scythe, took the lead in killing the dead. In the face of Emperor Wen, who was killing with great momentum, the whole body of the periphery also began to be surrounded by blue light, obviously blessed with the same floating state as Emperor Wen.

'When! The two scythes, one red and one purple, slammed together, bursting out with bursts of sparks. After the collision with one blow, the two were separated in an instant, and at the same time, the sickle in their hands turned into a splendid river in the hands of the two, and the long rivers 'crossed' together to make a dangling metal collision sound.

"Musou Slash!!" With a loud shout, Emperor Wen's purple 'colored' giant scythe was instantly surrounded by blood mist, and a powerful sense of oppression suddenly poured out. There was a loud 'boom', and the huge blood-colored scythe image blasted down, and the whole person of Death was blown back by this move, and the bright red damage of -2083 rose in Death's body.

With a snap, Perdition was knocked into the wall, and the powerful ** force knocked all the skulls on the side of the wall into a mess and scattered.

Slowly standing up, two sharp rays sharper than the blade and colder than ice and snow came out of the originally deep eyes of Perdition. I saw that Perdition, who had suffered a move, took off the thick book on his waist and opened it, and an unspeakable 'wave' movement was released from the book, and bright red blood mist suddenly gushed out in front of Perdition.

When the blood mist dissipated, Emperor Wen saw what the blood mist appeared, and involuntarily released a national scolding: "My day!" ”

※※※ Outside the whirlpool, Li Feng and Yelin were silently facing each other, and after a long time, Lao Li, who couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, said to Yelin: "I said Lao Ye, I don't understand why you always keep a straight face, to be honest, it's very tiring." ”

There was silence for a while, and just when Li Feng thought that Yelin was unwilling to answer, Yelin said: "I know what you want to say, but everyone has his reasons, not everyone will live in a carefree environment, some people may not be destined to be happy by nature~~~"

Seeing that Yelin rarely said so many words, and there was a slight loneliness in his tone, Li Feng also felt very uncomfortable, indeed as Yelin said, not everyone is destined to be happy when they are born, many people are pain, sadness, or anger for various reasons, this is what the world calls life, and no one's trajectory is exactly the same.

When he came to Yelin's side, Li Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I don't know what your past is, and I don't want to know." All I know is that we are all friends, and if there is something really hard to solve, we will definitely help, unless you are not our friend! ”

Looking at Li Feng's clear and sincere eyes, Yelin rarely 'revealed' a smile, not the sneer of the past, but a sincere smile. "Friends? Aren't we now? ”

※※※ Back in the whirlpool, Emperor Wen is in a bitter battle. When the blood-red mist in front of the death dissipated, a shiny werewolf with a height of more than two meters and red skin and hair all over his body appeared.

As soon as the werewolf appeared, the blood-red eyes full of violent aura stared at Emperor Wen, and a large amount of saliva continued to flow out of the mouth covered with sharp fangs like knives.

"Woo~~~~" After a long wolf roar from the sky, the werewolf quickly pounced on all fours towards Emperor Wen, and the destruction of the summoned werewolf also followed closely behind the werewolf, and launched an attack on Emperor Wen who had injured him just now.

The werewolf's speed was extremely fast, and in just over two seconds, the werewolf had already rushed in front of Emperor Wen, leaving a red-colored afterimage behind him. The werewolf who stood up raised his right hand high, and the eight-inch long claws on his right hand exuded a deep cold glow.

With the werewolf's claws waved, the five silver 'color' streamers instantly crossed the right side of Emperor Wen, if it weren't for Emperor Wen's floating 'nature' to slide to the left, today's fate would inevitably be disemboweled.

Emperor Wen, who had just escaped, didn't have time to breathe, and the red 'colored' sickle of destruction had already been 'forced' in front of him. With a loud sound of 'dang', Emperor Wen, who hurriedly raised his sickle to block the block, was slashed away by the long-standing sword.

'Bang', this time it was Emperor Wen's turn to be hit on the wall with a move, which also confirmed the sentence 'Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.' But Emperor Wen's current report came too quickly.

Before Emperor Wen, who was blown away, stood up, the werewolf over there had already pounced on Emperor Wen like ** again, and the momentum was comparable to the feeling of a 10,000-ton truck.

"Damn, you guys really make me mud!" Seeing the enemy's attack in such close pursuit, Sven's Emperor Wen was also angry and said fiercely.