Suddenly the startled bird makes a strange squeaky sound, this kind of cry is terrifying, and there is only one kind of bird that can live in such a place, and that is the bat. ~Blue~~~..

As soon as the sound and shadow in the night sky turned around, a scream continued to sound, and then countless bats were seen falling.

Ye Xiaoqing said: "Ghosts used to be human. Retaining human habits. According to my inference, Hell will go from cave dwelling in the wild and then start building houses, just like the history of human development outside. ”

The wreckage of the tiled houses along the way shows that her judgment was correct.

They will find ways to create a comfortable environment for themselves.

The Tsar said: "There are many rumors about hell, and the number of ghosts sent to hell reaches trillions, and these ghosts are constantly fighting and growing here. ”

We didn't feel it, but the Tsars they must have felt the effect on the Yin here.

I said, "How do you feel?" ”

The Tsar replied simply with two words: "Pain! ”

His head was completely covered and his eyes were not exposed, and his expression could not be seen, but when he was talking about pain, his voice was also equal, without the slightest change in emotion.

There were two more beside him.

The swordsman with the sword in his arms was very ugly, with a rough face, small eyes, especially some blue faces, which even made people sick, but he had a pair of slender and white hands that made women jealous, and he was as indifferent as a dead corpse. There was no expression at all, and I couldn't see how painful it was.

There was only the Burning King Blue Butterfly, and her clean and beautiful face flashed a trace of pain from time to time.

I said, "How big is the impact?" ”

The Tsar said: "Many, weak Yin Spirits may not be able to survive in this environment. But this is also a kind of training for the Yin Spirit, and it will definitely be strengthened after getting through it, just like a person running with a weight, and when he takes off the weight, his speed will definitely increase. ”

I said, "This should be equal for us." ”

The Tsar said: "No, they came in a few days earlier than us, the time of these days is very important, the gap between adaptation and non-adaptation is very large, originally, the gap between us is already small." ”

I fell silent, and that's bad news again. Servant Cooperation.

I still remember when I was a child, I heard my grandfather tell a story about a country that married its own princess to a country that was at war with it. The purpose is not to make peace, but to let the other side climb the high ground a little later, and what is fighting for is a backlash. In ancient wars, there was a lot of time when bows and arrows were fought, and the gap between the tailwind and the headwind was very large, and they could also attack with fire, during which they only stayed for a moment to accept each other's princesses.

This disadvantage has to be smoothed out.

I said: "We don't need to completely annihilate Zuo Yi and Luo Fu's ghost king, the chances of winning are not great, there is no double corpse king, we have a smaller chance, we must concentrate all our forces to kill Yan Jun Zuo Yi as soon as possible regardless of the cost, as long as he dies, their hearts will be scattered." ”

The ghost said: "I also mean this, Yan Jun Zuoyi We have done a lot of investigations, this person had a good relationship with the Lord of Luofu City before, and later, the two had a stiff relationship, and the result turned against each other, now it seems that the stiffness is fake, but the reason for their stiffness makes many people believe it." ”

I asked, "Because of what?" ”

The ghost said: "Yan Jun Zuoyi is very strange to the plants, especially the flowers, special care, as we all know that in the underworld only the plants of the Yin genus can grow, he got a very rare flower called the night withering, this kind of flower is very strange, the flowers will wither as soon as the night comes, he naturally has no way to raise, so he entrusted it to his friend Luofu City Lord Fengge, this kind of flower hair is also very strange need to donate blood for irrigation, and gradually over time, this flower actually has a flower soul. ”

I kind of understand when I hear this, and some people will believe the two of them because of this.

The ghost said: "Both of them are ghost kings, they both need strength, this flower soul is one, of course both of them want to occupy their own place, the soul mutation, can make their strength soar, there is a chance for incredible things to happen, and even soar into the sky, because the two of them fought and turned against each other, although the lord of Luofu City, Fengge, is strong, but after all, he can't be compared with Yan Jun, he was defeated, and was personally beaten into the eighth layer of hell by Yan Jun Zuoyi." ”

Ye Xiaoqing said: "This story sounds reasonable. ”

The ghost said: "Yes, it is reasonable, no one doubts that they are fake when they turn against each other. ”

I said: "Luofu City Lord Feng Ge has endured in the eighth layer of hell for so many years, this is really not something that ordinary people can do, isn't he afraid that Yan Junzuo will have an accident in the middle of the way, and there will be no way to leave here in the end?" ”

Hearing this, the ghost was silent, and everyone didn't quite understand.

There are too many risks.

The ghost said: "Perhaps, there really is a flower soul, but Yan Jun's left painting soul was given to the Luofu City Lord, and the condition is to enter the eighth layer of hell as an internal response." ”

This inference of ghosts makes sense.

If her judgment is correct, then the Luofu City Lord is just like Zhi Mellow, his strength has reached the level of a half-step ghost emperor, and it is a soul mutation. Zhi Alcohol Wind was defeated by me and the two corpses under serious injuries, and it was a miserable victory, if he was not injured, it was really difficult to say, the situation of the Luofu City Lord was the same as that of Zhi Alcohol Wind, this is undoubtedly worse news.

This is a ghost, and the ghosts are angry with their subordinates.

Ye Xiaoqing said: "We are not without advantages, I and the city lord can use yin and yang techniques to provide remote support." ”

That's right!

All of us have raised our spirits, this is our greatest advantage, we have Yin Yang Arts, ghosts are natural enemies, and we can greatly interfere with and suppress their strength.

The ghost said: "All in all, we can't fight them head-on unless we have to, after all, our strength is not as good as others." ”

As long as Yan Jun Zuoyi is with the Luofu City Lord, we can't do it.

The only chance is to stare at Yan Jun and leave him alone.

However, such an opportunity may be difficult to do.

Ye Xiaoqing said: "After all, the Eighth Hell is the place under the jurisdiction of Yan Jun Pei Donglai, the male mansion, maybe he can create surprises for us." ”

I said, "I hope he's still alive." ”

Suddenly, a black shadow came from the sky, and there was a person in his hand, and he fell into the air, and the person in his hand was still on the ground, and the wind god said: "This is caught nearby." ”

On the ground was a middle-aged man wearing a foreign hat, wearing green clothes, with a fat head and big ears: "You, what are you?" ”

I asked curiously, "Where did you get it?" ”

Fengshen said: "There is a village ahead. ”

He said: "I warn you, my ancestor is the red-robed ghost king, let me go quickly, otherwise, let my ancestor know, I will definitely not be able to spare you." The words were hard, but the voice was shaking.

I said, "You don't have to be afraid, we will ask you about something, understand the situation, and we will naturally let you go." ”

Seeing that I was polite, he became bolder, stood up from the ground, patted the dust and said: "Modern people, now people are the most unmixed, the days of death are too short, and no one is famous." ”

Normally, it is true that the longer you die, the stronger your strength becomes.

I said, "We just got sent to hell and don't know what it's like here, so tell us about it." ”

He squinted his eyes and looked us up and down, and said, "It's not like modern people have just entered hell, I believe it, and there are still a few people wearing ancient clothes, how can they be together." ”

A chill shot in my eyes.

The eighth layer of hell is a place where individuals kill people, tribes and villages are units, and there are also people with surnames, and when they come here, they naturally want to find out, whether they can meet a promising ancestor and hug their thighs or something.

Their village belongs to the red-robed tribe, and the leader is called the red-robed ghost king, and the one who can become the leader of the tribe must be at least the level of the ghost king.

Hearing this, we all looked at each other.

The Tsar interjected: "How many tribes are there in that hell. ”

He said, "There should be six tribes, no, no, it should be seven, and there is one in the black mines, but the people there do not participate in the war, and they do not accept outsiders. ”

I pondered and asked, "Is there a tribe that has risen up particularly quickly recently, and its strength has suddenly become very strong, and it is constantly attacking?" ”

When he heard this, he said, "There really is, the Tianyong tribe in the south. ”