The sky was cloudy, lightning and thunder, and it was going to rain.

Zhou Zichuan galloped through the forest with Huangquan, the sound of horses' hooves was as rapid as raindrops, and the branches on both sides of the trees were rapidly retreating.

"Boom!" a thunderbolt rang out, illuminating the sky and the earth.

The heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally poured down and smashed into the forest, and the front was suddenly white.

Huang Quan and Zhou Zichuan were drenched by the heavy rain all of a sudden, their messy hair stuck to their faces, and their eyelids could only squint slightly, making it difficult to see the movements around them clearly.

Suddenly, Huang Quan felt his body lighten, and it seemed that a hand grabbed the clothes behind his back, lifted him up, and left the horse's back.

"Whoosh!" A distorted fire shadow flew out from the rain curtain, enveloping Zhou Zichuan in an instant, and even the people and horses were burned to ashes, and even the screams were too late to let out.

It was only then that Huang Quan finally saw clearly that the Hokage was a giant python burning with flames, translucent, and it was a demon spirit.

Before the pouring rain fell, it was burned dry by the flames on its body first, and it could not fall.

Its strength obviously far surpassed Zhou Zichuan, burning the other party to ashes in an instant, and it had no power to resist.

The ashes that Zhou Zichuan turned into were washed away by the pouring rain, and soon scattered away, leaving no trace.

Finally, Huang Quan felt the hand behind him put him down and landed on the back of a horse demon spirit.

A mysterious man with a hat jumped out from behind, landed in front of Huang Quan, and sat firmly on the back of his horse.

He turned his head slightly, revealing a handsome side face under the hat, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc: "Don't try to resist, I will heal your injuries." ”

After saying that, he immediately harnessed the horse demon soul and galloped away in another direction.

Huang Quan stared at the man's back, did not speak, and had no ability to resist, so he could only let him take him away.

Gradually, the rainstorm finally stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the slanting sunset spilled down through the gaps in the leaves, forming golden beams of light, and the air was fresh and scented with the earth.

The man led the Yellow Spring to a secluded meadow in the woods, where a huge blood-colored chariot was parked, and on it sat a group of people, either sick or covered in blood, with pale faces, all of whom seemed to be wounded.

Around the chariot was a group of figures wearing hats, riding tall horses, guarding the chariot every step of the way.

"Senior Brother He Yang, how is the situation over there?" asked a girl wearing a hat from a distance.

"I only found one wounded. The man answered from afar, took Huang Quan to the chariot, picked him down, put him on the chariot, and said to everyone: "He is seriously injured, we can't delay, let's go back first, don't wait for the others." ”

The group of men wearing hats also urged their horses forward, forming a tight formation, enclosing the chariots in the middle, and escorting them closely.

The huge chariot sped down the avenue, and the wounded and sick sat weakly one by one, looking gloomy, not knowing what was waiting for them next.

Gradually, the sun went down, the crows returned to their nests, and the earth began to be covered in darkness.

Huang Quan looked up at the starry sky, the starry sky of this world is particularly beautiful, hundreds of millions of stars are of different sizes, colorful, sprinkled with colorful starlight.

After a while, a huge moon rose and occupied almost half of the sky, with continents and oceans on it, making people want to fly up to see what it was.

What's even more peculiar is that the moon is not a regular circle, but oblate from top to bottom, like an eye.

In the middle of it, there is a very regular circle that forms a huge pupil.

It seems that there is an unimaginably large being, which has been watching the world in the distant universe, and one of its eyes is regarded as the moon of this world.

The people of this world prefer to call this moon "Demon Moon".

They believe that the reason why people are able to absorb demon souls and become demon soul masters is because they absorb the demon moon and moonlight.

If a person is just born and is locked in a house and has never bathed in the moonlight of the demon moon, he will not be able to become a demon soul master, and even if he has a demon soul, he will not be able to absorb it.

More importantly, the moonlight of the demon moon contains the aura of heaven and earth, which can be used to absorb into the body, turn into spiritual power, open up various acupuncture points, and improve strength.

Huang Quan immediately emptied his mind and began to breathe in a certain rhythm, sometimes rapidly, sometimes slowly, and his abdomen also expanded and contracted together.

He imagined his breath running from his throat through his chest, to his abdomen, to his thighs, and to his heels, and the pores of his body suddenly opened to absorb the moonlight.

This is a method of breathing and breathing that he learned when he was in the heavenly realm - "Heel Breath".

Ordinary people breathe, the aura of heaven and earth can only reach the lungs, and the more powerful cultivators can reach the abdomen, but it is recorded in the "Heel Breath" that "real people breathe with heels".

True people are the ancient world-strong people, their breath can reach the heels, and even use their heels to directly absorb the energy of the earth, which is the heel breath.

In his current situation, he can only exert a slight effect of this exercise.

Soon, the moonlight he inhaled into his body became his own spiritual power, circulating in his body.

His wounds were nourished, and new flesh began to slowly grow.

Half an hour later, he reluctantly stopped.

The healing speed is too slow, and it will take at least a month or two to heal the injury in this way, and his injury is too serious, at most it can only last a day or two, and it is too late.

And He Yang and these people don't know where to take them, and there is a high probability that they will be in mortal danger next.

Huang Quan frowned, thought for a while, and finally stretched out his right hand and looked at his palm.

His palm looked normal, but in fact, there was a hidden mark of the Dark Eye inside, and outsiders couldn't see it at all.

If you want to survive, you may have to go to hell and find a way.

He stared at the dark eye in the palm of his hand, staring at it, and the dark eye was like a whirlpool, absorbing his attention.

"Boom!" After staring at each other for a while, there was a sudden loud bang in his head, and the sky was spinning, and everything in front of him disappeared.

Ahead turned into the huge abyss, a layer of black mist filled the ground, and endless screams came from below.

That dark eye really brought him back to hell.

He became the first person in history to return safely from the "Forbidden Land No. 3", and the previous generations of Hell Kings sent their men to explore, not daring to risk their lives, he was the first.

However, his soul has only returned to the underworld now, and the body is still in the chariot.

There was only one chance to take it, and he had already used it, and he had to keep that body no matter what.

Huang Quan jumped off the abyss and flew towards the gate of hell.

Below is the magnificent torrent of souls, rushing and roaring, sweeping through the evil souls that have fallen from hundreds of millions of worlds, rushing to the gates of hell at the end without stopping.

Faces of pain flowed before his eyes, and souls roared in his ears, chaotic and twisted.

He mingled with the billions of souls and came to the gates of hell.