357, the terrifying tongue-pulling hell

"This stupid girl doesn't know what's going on in her head!" Ling Feng shook his head, he could see that Long Xuanxuan would never intend to give up, he was bent on cultivating with Ling Feng, Ling Feng was speechless.

"Ling Feng, you are really a woman, this woman is sent to the door one after another, I think it would be a good thing if you could marry the Huaxia Dragon Group, after all, the entire Huaxia Dragon Group is extremely powerful, with them as a backer, you can also have someone to help you when you go to Yanjing in the future!" Inside, the ghost elder followed closely.

"Say it again, say it again!" Ling Feng really doesn't have those thoughts at the moment, the reason why he got together with Chiba Wanzi this time is mostly for his own cultivation, but now the effect of Chiba Wanzi has also bottomed out, and she has been pushed by Ling Feng's strong madness, she has become a puddle of mud, and when the time comes, she can give them a million gold to enjoy!

"Are you going to hell now, I've prepared the guide waist card for you, and I have specially prepared a soul-attracting lamp for you!" The ghost elder followed closely.

"So formal this time?" Seeing that the ghost elder not only took out several tokens in a row, but also took out the official uniform of his four-rank spirit official, it was obvious that this time he went to hell was different from the previous times.

"That's nature, it turns out that you are just on the edge of hell, and now if you want to cultivate the eight forms of the Hell Crazy Knife, then you must enter the depths of hell, at least enter the first three layers of hell, so that you can simulate the situation of hell, otherwise you will not be able to comprehend the true power of this Hell Crazy Knife at all!" The ghost elder took a deep look at Ling Feng, at the moment Ling Feng's strength has far surpassed him, unless he opens the seal, it is absolutely rare for a teenager to reach such a level, and just thinking that he has such a strong foundation, every step in the back has to be extremely steady, and he can be strong for a few points.

Back then, the Guihai Sword was originally unknown, but it was only when he entered the hell for a few months of penance that he had today's divine might, although Lin Feng is now following his old path, but Ling Feng's capital is even stronger, not only the fourth-grade spirit official, but also the prince of Yanjun, wearing the robe of the ghost king, holding the hell furnace, even in hell is already extraordinary, on this basis, Ling Feng rushed forward, and the powerful strength obtained was definitely even more top-notch.

"Okay, I'll listen to you for everything, let's go now!" Ling Feng doesn't want to have half a minute of delay, now time is life, he only has one night to die, tomorrow morning is a life-and-death battle with Fujita Ba, East Asia focus, and even global attention, now he has sensed that the garrison of the United States in the Japanese country is ready to move, they can be said to be the emperor of the Japanese country, Ling Feng touches their rule, they naturally regard Ling Feng as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, as long as Ling Feng loses this time, he will inevitably suffer a crazy blow.

When the time comes, the entire Wa country, the garrison of the United States, and even the world will be crazy to suppress him, and I am afraid that the "broken bones" will be light!

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng did not hesitate, and immediately followed the ghost elder into the hell, originally they were all on the periphery of the hell, and now they are going to enter the core of the hell, this hell is divided into eighteen layers, and the place where Ling Feng is going now is the tongue pulling hell, and those who play tricks on right and wrong before death will enter this tongue pulling hell after death.

"What the hell? Stop, without the token of King Pingxi, you can't enter the hell of tongue pulling! Just as the ghost elder took Ling Feng into the outer periphery of the tongue pulling hell, several ghost pawns immediately stopped him.

"Presumptuous, open your ghost eyes and see clearly, this is the waist card of the king of Hades, he is a four-grade spiritual official in the world, dare to block the feudal officials in the world, do you all want to be wiped out?" The ghost elder was unceremonious and scolded loudly.

"This, this ......" The ghost pawns were a little nervous, and they didn't dare to say anything when they looked at each other.

"These eighteen layers of hell have just changed the rules, even if you have the Hades waist card, you must match the token of the king of Pingxi!" One of the ghosts walked out slowly.

"What a big breath!" Ling Feng clenched his fists, and with his strength at this moment, he could blow this ghost general directly to death in an instant!

"Don't worry, I'll come!" The ghost elder obviously didn't want Ling Feng to come forward, so he immediately snorted coldly and took two steps forward: "Who should I be, it turns out to be Ma San, open your dog eyes and see clearly, who is Lao Tzu, are you worthy of being rampant with me?" Get out of here! ”

After the ghost elder finished speaking, he immediately revealed an extremely hideous face.

"Ghost, ghost boss?" The ghost general's face turned blue instantly, and his legs almost didn't kneel down directly, but his ghost eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Ghost boss, haven't you been demo......ted now?"

"Depreciation of you big-headed ghost, get out of my way immediately!" At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, followed by a show leg and kicked directly over, and in an instant, the ghost general immediately flew out.

At this moment, it was none other than Zhong Xi.

"Zhong Xi, it's really time for you to come, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to enter this door!" The ghost old man wiped the slight sweat on his forehead and said.

"How dare he? What is this Ma San, he took refuge in the king of Pingxi, and bullied others, if he dares to say half a word again, I will immediately skin his ghost! Zhong Xi shouted and scolded.

"Bell, Miss Bell!" That Ma San saw that Zhong Xi still dared to be half arrogant, obviously her brother Zhong Kui was an existence that no one dared to provoke, let alone Ma San, no matter how strong the existence was, he would not dare to provoke easily.

The surrounding ghost pawns also knelt on the ground at this moment.

"Get out of here!" Zhong Xi shouted loudly, and all the ghost pawns retreated to both sides.

"Ghost elder, Ling Feng, come in, I, Zhong Xi, will check here, I will see who dares to stop you!" Zhong Xi said, and immediately stood at the door of the tongue-pulling hell like a door god.

"Thank you!" Ling Feng didn't hesitate and walked in immediately.

"What's polite with me!" Zhong Xi said and smiled slightly,

Entering the hell of tongue pulling, Ling Feng looked at the ghost old man in surprise and said, "Is this King Pingxi not even paying attention to my father now, is this the rhythm of rebellion?" ”

"I don't know, anyway, this situation is indeed a bit urgent, but don't worry about it so much, let's talk about impacting your strength!" The ghost old man next to him pinched his fists, he obviously felt that the situation was not quite right, but he didn't say much, even if he reached the strength realm of Ling Feng at the moment, he was obviously still a little tender against King Pingxi.

Ling Feng nodded, he didn't think much about it at the moment, he immediately got into this tongue-pulling hell, his body and mind were all fused into it, what he had to do now was to comprehend the way of hell fusion, this was the essence of the Hell Crazy Knife!

For a while, the composition, causes, and formation of this tongue-pulling hell began to stir in Ling Feng's heart, and at this moment, he seemed to see a figure cultivating in it, as if this moment of time and space shuttled back to the point where he returned to the sea and cultivated with a sword.

In an instant, Ling Feng did not hesitate at all, directly fused that figure, and practiced himself.

At this moment, his whole person began to change inside and out, from scratch, the full set of eighteen styles of the Hell Crazy Sword began to be rehearsed.

"Good, good, this fusion is very effective!" The ghost elder next to him nodded again and again, obviously very satisfied with Ling Feng's achievements!

However, at this moment, suddenly Zhong Xi outside hurriedly ran in, looking very nervous and said: "Oh no, something happened, King Pingxi's honor guard is here!" ”

"What? How can it be so coincidental? "The ghost old man squeezed his fists, last time they ran into King Pingxi in more than half a step, this time they actually ran into him again in the tongue pulling hell, and last time they could dodge, but this time Ling Feng was cultivating at the key node, and they couldn't hide it at all!

"Let's go with me to block it first, Ling Feng's side can't be interrupted!" The ghost old man clenched his fists, his brows were already locked, now that the King of Pingxi suddenly arrived, it was very likely that he was coming for Ling Feng, needless to say, this famous Iron Hat King of the Underworld, he had already heard of this Divine Dragon who could not see the end of the Yan Jun Prince, and this sudden appearance might be to find trouble with Ling Feng!

However, before the ghost elder and the others could walk out, a man with a duck-like voice outside shouted: "King Pingxi ordered Ling Feng, the fourth-grade spirit official, to come and see ......."

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