It was at that moment that a beautiful electric light illuminated the entire stone hall.

The thunder in the sky stopped flickering, the white mist dissipated, the sound of the wind blowing the iron plate dissipated, and only the sound of 'zilazila' remained in the entire stone hall.

It was the sound of high-voltage direct current burning.

"Ahhhh————hh

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator was shocked, although he had lost the physical form of a higher creature, he still retained the feeling of a higher creature.

In other words, he could feel the pain.

"Ahhhhh————h

Hot and hot, hot in the upper body, hot in the lower body, hot in the whole body.

The scalp is numb, is this the pleasure of being clicked?

The initial burning sensation passed, and the blue-clothed spiritual monk found himself entering another stage, entering the trembling stage.

The trembling seemed to have no end, endlessly, and the blue-clothed spiritual retreat trembled, although it trembled violently, but there was no pain or uneasiness in his heart at all, on the contrary, the blue-clothed spiritual practitioner enjoyed the feeling, he felt happiness, he felt peace, he felt the joy of life from this burning and trembling.

This joy made him cry out.

"Ahhhh

"It's an electric motor, oh no, it's a stun stick!" Ding Cheng shyly corrected his mistake, and at the same time, he didn't dare to slack off in his hand movements, firmly grasped the tail end of the electric shock rod, and then tentatively stretched the other end of the electric shock rod deeper into the pool of sewage.

"Ahhhh————h

And no matter how the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator cried, Ding Cheng stood still, just firmly carried out the content of the work - trying to reach the depths of the sewage with the electric shock rod.

The blackened smoke and the smell of burning scorched egress from the royal blue sewage and rose into the air, shrinking at a visible rate, from a square meter to the size of a seat cushion.

Ding Cheng is pleased with this change, which means that the electrolysis method has played a role.

High school chemistry textbooks don't deceive me.

Therefore, Ding Cheng strengthened his confidence, no matter how the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator cried, he just firmly held the electric shock rod and firmly completed the task of electrolysis.

In other words, the strength of this high-voltage electricity is really strong, Ding Cheng's right hand has been holding the electric shock rod, and he can feel the violent tremor from the rod body.

How many volts should this have?

100,000 volts? Two hundred thousand volts? 300,000 volts? Ding Cheng didn't have an accurate concept in his heart, but based on the electric light and the degree of the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator's howl, it was speculated that the volts of this electric shock stick should not be too low.

What is it like to be continuously shocked by such a high-voltage shock rod?

Ding Cheng pondered, and the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator responded with a continuous 'ahhhh

Ding Cheng smiled, listening to this call, he still looked very energetic!

Do you want to try to increase the size again?

Ding Cheng lowered his head and kindly observed the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator, paying close attention to his every move.

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator has been electrified, and he feels that his body is no longer his own, and his whole body is weak, so he can only collapse on the ground and make a salted fish.

But even so, the blue-clothed spiritual practitioner could still feel the pleasure, the pleasure passed through his body like an electric current, and whenever that feeling came, the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator would straighten his neck and roar, and when the feeling passed, his body would quickly go limp.

No, how can I have a neck? Haven't I dissolved?

Puzzled, the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator lowered his head in disbelief to find that the physical tissue above his shoulders had been restored.

Blue Devotion: ???

"This is the magic of electrolysis." Ding Cheng gently explained to the Blue Yi Spiritual Cultivator: "Through electrolysis, the toxic and harmful substances in the sewage are converted, so that you can return to your original form. ”

Blue Devotion: ???

How else can it be done?

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator was startled, his eyes widened, and he clasped his hands around himself in disbelief.

The solidity of his hand to the bones reminded him that it was real, and the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator not only cried tears of joy.

"I can be a man again!"

High-voltage electricity bubbled into the body of the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator, bringing him damn burning and evil trembling.

But the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator doesn't feel ashamed of this tremor now, his thinking has changed, he now feels that this is a tremor of hope, this is a tremor of positive energy.

"Please shock me vigorously!"

"Please do your best!"

"Don't pity me for my shouting!"

The blue-clothed spiritual pleaded in surprise, in a polite, calm tone. Before he knew it, his violent side had been put away.

"I will not pity you for your shouting." Ding Cheng said calmly: "Your needs can be met. ”

"Ah————h

The dazzling electric light shone on the body of the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator, and Ding Cheng smiled from the bottom of his heart. What a harmonious scene it was.

But in the eyes of another part of the devotional, the scene is viscerally terrifying.

Because what the spiritualists saw was two different scenes from what Ding Cheng saw.

There were no arms, no shoulder blades, and what the spirituals saw was a half-humanoid lump of mud slowly emerging from the sewage, slowly approaching Ding Cheng, who was next to him, with what could be counted as a skull-shaped organ.

"Master, be careful!"

"Danger!"

At that moment, the spiritualists did not care about their own safety, screamed and picked up the weapons at hand, and rushed towards the mud of unknown origin.

The goal of the spiritualists is simple, to protect Ding Cheng from the mud.

So the blue-clothed spiritual monk was still immersed in the joy of being resurrected, and suddenly felt a pain in his head!

This pain does not come from the shock of high-voltage electricity, but from the impact of an external force.

It seems to have been kicked violently.

Blue Devotion: ???

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator opened his closed eyes, opened his eyes wide, and looked straight ahead, realizing that he had indeed been kicked by someone.

The people who kicked him were two younger brothers in the association, who usually nodded when they met, but they didn't even know their names.

Low status.

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator was shocked. Feel ridiculous, feel humiliated.

As the only master brother in the Netherworld's only trainer association, he was actually kicked in broad daylight for no reason.

The people who kicked him were none other than the two younger brothers in their own association, the kind who didn't even need to know their names when they met.

Is this reasonable?

Don't I want to lose face?

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator was startled and exploded with emotion, and he struggled to jump out of the sewage, but he forgot that he had only succeeded in resurrecting half of his body.

"Die, all of you!"

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator let out a violent roar, anger overwhelmed everything, and now there was only one thought in his heart, which was to strangle the two people in front of him.

The violent side of the blue-clothed spiritual personality had just been suppressed, but the actions of the two spirituals had stimulated his violent side again.

"Wow!" This sludge can talk!

The two spirituals sighed in shock and sighed halfway through, when suddenly one of them felt a mountain pressing down on him, and then lost consciousness in an instant.

Half of the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator's body swelled tenfold in an instant, changing the balance of the battle situation in terms of combat power.

The rest of the spiritual cultivator was directly stunned on the spot, he watched in shock as it suddenly turned into ten times the size of the mud, this change was seriously beyond his cognition, his brain was blank, and now he had no way to act.

"You're going to die, too!"

The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator shouted violently, and a Tarzan pressed against the spiritual cultivator's head, and the spiritual cultivator was instantly swallowed by the shadow before he could even let out an exclamation.

Half of the blue-clothed spiritual devotional's body swelled to twenty times its size.

"Hehehe, it's dead, it's all dead!" The blue-clothed spiritual cultivator laughed wildly, then turned his head to look at Ding Cheng.

Ding Cheng was also shocked by this sudden change, and the blue-clothed spiritual retreat now looks very much like the kind of bust plaster sculpture in art class. It's just that he's twenty times the size of the sculpture.

Moreover, this sculpture will walk on its own.

To be precise, he rubbed on the ground with a cross-section.

Rubbing, rubbing, twisting towards Ding Cheng.

The eyes of the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator projected a more obvious malice.

Ding Cheng: ???

Ding Cheng felt frightened, and this horror did not come from the alienation of the environment, but from an elusive human nature, or ghost nature.

Half a minute ago, the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator was still respectful to Ding Cheng, talking and laughing with Ding Cheng. Half a minute later, the blue-clothed spiritual cultivator turned his face and entered a state of non-recognition of his six relatives.

The shift in sentiment was seamless.

Ding Cheng was shocked, how did you show me the ghost nature is this thing.

However, this is the beginning.

With a terrible shout, all the still sewage began to flow, and out of the sewage stretched out one evil hand after another, pale hands, withered hands, scorched hands, strangely shaped hands, these hands desperately reached out into the air to grasp something.

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

The sewage of different shapes shouted in unison, as if it were a mantra, an oath.

"Who do you want to die?"

Standing in the center of the sewage, Ding Chengke said.

"Aze Chizu!"

"Aze Chizu!"

The sewage said in unison.

"Who is Aze Chitan?" Ding Cheng Ke said.

"Aze Chizu!"

"Aze Chizu!"

The sewage just repeated the phrase mechanically, they had no head or body, just all sorts of disgusting and ugly hands that kept scratching in the air, as if in a hurry to catch something.

"I'm going to choke my neck!" The sewage screamed bitterly. Thousands of hands reached out from the ground and reached out to the surviving spiritualists, who were dragged away by the neck, and the scene fell into chaos.

The mutated sewage has become extremely fast, and it is like the speed of a helicopter.

Within three minutes, all the spirituality in the Netherworld was dissolved.

Next, the protagonist group.

"Ding Cheng, come up!"

In the chaos, Ding Cheng heard Shiyin driving a small motorboat towards him.

The small motorboat quickly approached Ding Cheng, and countless pairs of withered hands stretched out from the sewage along the way to try to stop it, but all of them were crushed into ashes by the small motorboat.

Milk Yao stretched out her hand to Ding Cheng on the deck.

Grabbing Nan Yao's hand, Ding Cheng successfully flipped onto the deck.

In addition to Ding Cheng and Nan Yao, Reina, Meiyin, Ellie, and Yoshiko are all on the airboat.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's go quickly." Shiyin held the steering wheel and stared ahead, her expression calm.

Ding Cheng held on to the mast, and there was only a deep shock in his heart.

Since entering this hospital, Ding Cheng has felt that his three views have been shattered countless times.

All kinds of magical, bizarre, and bizarre things appear one after another.

Then now the most bizarre thing has appeared, Shiyin actually placed a small motorboat in the stone hall of his family's sacrifice, and the point is, this motorboat can still be driven!

Driving a motorboat on land?

But it's still handsome!

"Of course, a motorboat can't be driven on land." Meiyin looked at Ding Cheng and said faintly.

"Then why can it be opened now?" Ding Cheng said calmly, the three views had collapsed, and Ding Cheng felt that no matter what Meiyin answered him, he would not be surprised.

"Because the current environment is not land!" Meiyin said calmly.

Ding Cheng: ???

Why is it not land?

As if he had expected Ding Cheng to have such doubts, the magic sound pointed to the sewage on the ground.

The sewage had covered the entire floor of the stone hall, and then it all came together, swelled, and the water level rose, and a river actually appeared in the stone hall.

It's just that this river is a confluence of spiritualists who have dissolved.

It's terrifying!

"Woo woo woo~"

"Woo woo woo~"

Screams mixed with screams echoed through the stone hall.

"What's that sound?" Ding Cheng Ke said.

"It's the sound of a motorboat splitting sewage." Mei Yin replied.

Ding Cheng held on to the mast and looked down, and the yacht rowed across the river, splitting the sewage in half from the middle, stirring up countless oily black waves.

Royal blue, crimson, earthy yellow, and all different colors of sewage are mixed together, so that the sewage becomes uniformly oily black.

"It turns out that the cry is the sound of the spirituals being crushed."

Ding Cheng sighed.

"If you continue to listen carefully, you can hear other sounds." Mei Yin said.

Ding Cheng: ???

Keeping his ear close to the side of the boat and listening with bated breath, Ding Cheng found that he did hear another sound.

It's a subtle, ethereal, and easy-to-ignore voice that you don't listen to.

The voice was shouting, and it was shouting, "Die! Die! Die! ”

"It's enough to cry and not forget to curse the enemy to death." Ding Cheng sighed.

Ding Cheng subconsciously understood 'Aze Qiantan' as the enemy of the spiritualists.

Mei Yin didn't refute Ding Cheng's words, she mentioned another thing: "These spiritualists all have Hinamizawa syndrome, so they are all crazy. One of the characteristics of Hinamizawa syndrome going crazy is to pinch your neck, either your own neck or someone else's. ”

"It's crazy." Ding Cheng looked at the surging black water and felt a burst of melancholy: "Then is there still salvation?" ”

"It's hard to be crazy to this extent." Shiyin said regretfully, "And they are all very aggressive, let's get out of here first." ”

Ding Cheng didn't speak, feeling a little uncomfortable.

This discomfort is not all because the spiritualists have turned into black water, because Ding Cheng and the spiritualists do not have too deep feelings. In the spirit of humanitarianism, Ding Cheng developed a little sympathy, but this sympathy was ruined by the collective madness of the spiritualists just now.

Ding Cheng was uncomfortable because he finally found out that the Cedar Ward was a very scary place.

In this place, nothing bizarre is impossible.