Feng Han returned to the evil spirit space again.

As soon as he returned to this space, his battered body was fully restored. There were bursts of tingling and itching in the body, and there was an invisible energy that gently flowed through every cell, and after about five or six minutes, this feeling slowly faded.

"Have you recovered from all your injuries?"

He lay on the ground, looking at the empty evil spirit space, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

――Did you survive alone?

His heart was in a state of confusion, and Feng Han suddenly felt a rare feeling of being at a loss.

Pinocchio's voice rang out: "Welcome back, the only survivor Feng Han, those good teammates of yours seem to have been killed by your bad luck......"

Feng Han didn't bother to pay attention to it, after all, it must be worthless to be angry with this thing.

"Well, he's really a man who's as boring as before."

Pinocchio was bored with Feng Han's cousin. Its tone became cold.

"So, raider Feng Han, I'm going to tell you a good news and a bad news now. So, which would you like to hear? ”

"Bad news!"

"Very well, it seems that you are a person who thinks the worst in everything you do."

Pinocchio smiled and said, "Ward 14107, because it is facing annihilation, will be directly abandoned......"

"Abandoned?"

Feng Han was very puzzled, what does this mean?

"In other words, this Ward 14107 has completely lost its original meaning and has been eliminated."

Ward 14107, could it be that it specifically refers to this evil spirit space?

Wait a minute, since it is numbered, isn't this the only place in the so-called evil spirit space?

…… Could it be that there are other evil spirit spaces?

"To put it simply, the only numbered 'ward' is just a mechanism used by the huge evil spirit space to screen the 'raiders', in the world of the huge evil spirit space, there are already a large number of 'wards', and each ward will accommodate some realistic newcomers and rookies, through the continuous screening mechanism, find out the qualified newcomers, transport them to the higher stage of the upper space, and participate in the '100-layer purgatory ranking event'......"

Feng Han didn't ask anything, but silently digested this information.

From Pinocchio's words, it can be inferred that the wards that are marked as 'numbered' are all lower-level wards, and most of the raiders are newcomers and rookies, equivalent to cannon fodder in the evil spirit space.

And only some raiders with better qualifications will be selected by the evil spirit space to become the raiders of the upper space and carry out more difficult "live games".

"I've just said bad news, and the next thing is to tell you the good news."

Pinocchio sneered: "Between your excellent performance, I have to recommend you to the 'Bloody Channel' in the upper space, but now the upper 'channel' is in a big war, so I wish you to become cannon fodder in the war of different camps!" ”

"Goodbye!"

As soon as Pinocchio's words fell, a change occurred, first the electric light overhead began to dim, and finally lost the power supply, and completely dimmed. The front and back sides of the position where Feng Han was standing, that is, the two sides of the center of the ward hall, completely collapsed.

Aside from where he stood, the sides of the hallway, both sides of the hallway, were broken, and the building had collapsed, leaving nothing left.

Feng Han felt a chill, he found that the sides of the broken hall were pitch black, and he didn't know whether it was late at night, or the entire outer world was shrouded in darkness, looking down, there was nothing, it was purely a bottomless abyss.

"Bump!"

The ward shook, and Feng Han didn't even stand firm and sat on the ground.

Bang!

Something made a noise, and the level began to fall downward.

The wind was howling all around, Feng Han's center of gravity was unstable, and even he fell up uncontrollably.

Boom!

There was another sound, and the ward climbed into the air strangely, this time as if a big hand had grabbed the floor and lifted it directly into the air.

Feng Han looked to both sides, he vaguely saw something, but it was vague, and he couldn't grasp it at all.

This qiē has already been dragged out, completely out of the realm of common sense.

He felt as if he was on a block, being fiddled with by a big hand.

Smack!

A ray of light appeared on the other side of the room, and it seemed as if a spot of light had emerged from the dark void.

The ward kept approaching the light, and Feng Han saw clearly this time, it was a corridor.

That's right, a broken hallway, filled with light.

The big invisible hand leaned over and connected the ward he was in with the corridor.

This connection was only for a moment, and in the next second, the room began to light up, and the incandescent lamp above the head naturally worked, and the room was brightly lit.

He looked around and saw that the house had been completely damaged, and that the empty place on the other side had become the entrance to the stairway, and on the other side it led to a sliding door.

It was still the structure of the ward he was familiar with, and the smell of formalin wafted through the air.

He walked in the direction of the sliding door, which was covered with a large number of bloody handprints, some of which even spilled on the ground.

The security light on the door reads the words "Bloody Channel!"

"Looks like this is the Bloody Channel!?"

Feng Han has a hint of danger, I'm afraid this so-called upper space is not a simple place.

However, no matter whether it is Longtan or the tiger's den in front of me, I am afraid that I can only break through.

From several struggles on the line of life and death, Feng Han's heart and will have tended to be like steel, and he is no longer shaken by external objects.

However, before opening the door, there was still a few hesitations in his heart, behind the door was the base of the raiders, and he didn't know who he would meet.

This upper space is called the "Bloody Channel", and what kind of raiders will be born in this bloody channel.

There was a hint of excitement and excitement in his heart. No matter what the challenge is, he Feng Han will be fearless and face it head-on.

"Squeak......

Instead of hesitating, he chose to push the door open.

The moment he pushed open the door, the cold hairs on his body stood up, because the room on the other side of the sliding door was pitch black, and all the lights were extinguished, but in the next second, at least a dozen faces came over.

Feng Han reacted quickly, taking out the sacrificial blade while also retreating quickly.

And when he raised his head, all he could hear was the sound of banging, and a large number of streamers floating in the air.

"Welcome, newcomer!"