"Don't worry, there will be a way before the car reaches the mountain. ”

Chen Xing smiled slightly: "Now that I almost understand the strength level of black and white impermanence and bull head and horse noodles, the next step is Cui Jue." However, Judge Cui is a judge of the underworld, and he assists the king of Hades in handling cases on weekdays, unlike the black and white impermanence of the ox head and horse face who wanders outside, and if you want to meet Judge Cui, you must enter the underworld. ”

Liu Biao looked at the magnificent and majestic iron city in the distance: "How to enter?"

Chen Xingdao: "How to enter before, how to enter now." ”

Liu Biao was taken aback: "You mean to let the Soul Envoy take us in?"

"It's simple, just let out the strength in your body. ”

Chen Xing laughed and talked, stretched out his hand, and saw a large number of light points circulating in his body to form a band of light, and the wisps were woven into a round ball in Chen Xing's hands.

In the end, when the strength in Chen Xing's body was emitted to more than ninety-nine percent, the light emitted by this ball composed of pure strength was almost like a small sun.

"Are you crazy?!" Liu Biao looked at the ball of light: "This is the courage that has been accumulated with great difficulty, there is no second black and white impermanence and bull-headed jailer in this underworld to kill you!"

"But there are also horse-faced rakshasas and 100,000 ghost pawns, aren't they?"

Chen Xing said lightly, and then threw the ball of light in his hand.

As soon as the condensed ball of light, which was composed of a large amount of courage, left Chen Xing's palm, it immediately exploded and dispersed because it was unrestrained, forming a storm of wind, and white streams shot out everywhere, turning this piece of heaven and earth into a white ocean in a moment.

Chen Xing pulled Liu Biao and walked towards the outer area, just waiting for a while, then he saw a burly figure with a horse-faced body galloping in the distance, looking at the white sea of light in front of him, and said in a daze: "What's the matter? How could such a scale of revusive tide suddenly form here? The underworld has been in a strange state recently, I'm afraid it's a bad omen......

At this time, in addition to the horse face, there were also those wandering lonely souls and wild ghosts nearby, who sensed the tide of courage here, and blindly followed under the instinctive drive, sucking in this abundant courage.

Chen Xing and Liu Biao were mixed in this group of ghosts, and they were really unaware. Even if he couldn't catch Chen Xing once before, he couldn't remember this face for a long time when he had to face a vast number of ghosts every day.

So Ma Mian waved the soul hook rope in his hand, and the snake-like soul hook rope caught all the wild ghosts in the field, and then, in line with the principle of not wasting it, he absorbed the courage that had not yet escaped in the field, and a smile appeared on his ugly face.

Although I don't know the reason for this courageous tide, but this time alone, he has already caught up with his hundred years of cultivation, so how can he not be happy.

Ma Mian absorbed the remaining strength in the field, and then looked at the ghosts dragged on the chains, there were already hundreds, which was already the indicator of his usual days.

So he laughed, dragged the soul hook rope, and rushed in the direction of the underworld!

......

Re-entering the gate of the underworld, guarded by sixteen evil spirits, the horse-faced rakshasa walked through the wide streets with a long procession like a dragon.

The ghosts who came and went bowed their heads to the horse, and admired the harvest of the horse.

I don't know how long it has been in silence like this, having the experience of the previous two times, Chen Xing knew that he had walked about two-thirds of the way now, so he turned his head and glanced at Liu Biao behind him.

Liu Biao nodded at him, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Chen Xing's back, pouring all the courage into Chen Xing's body, and then he himself suddenly withered, and his body was even more translucent, as if it was about to shatter when touched.

- Although the two of them were caught by the horse-faced, the horse-faced rakshasa was not enough to do something that would be coveted even by the little bit of courage on the lonely ghost. Therefore, although the courage of Chen Xing and Liu Biao was slightly beyond the normal range, Ma Mian only thought that they had absorbed the benefits from the previous "spirit tide" and did not take it to heart.

Therefore, Chen Xing and Liu Biao skillfully kept the remaining courage at a subtle level, and at this moment, the sum of the two courage will be equivalent to directly doubling the original basis.

Chen Xing felt the strength in his body, which was not full, took a deep breath, and then the light in his hand transformed, slowly turning into a silver-white straight-edged flying knife.

This straight-edged flying knife is not any special item, it is just an ordinary flying knife that is purely guided by Chen Xing's belief and uses his courage to show up.

With the repeated use of courage and the continuous training of ideas, Chen Xing's means of condensing ideas and weapons have become more and more proficient.

At this time, this flying knife was not only Chen Xing's bold attempt, but also a shocking gamble.

After all, with his current strength compared to Ma Mian, it is undoubtedly the fire of Haoyue.

However, Chen Xing confirmed his judgment, this scene was a welfare scene specially set up by the will of the earth, in order to hone the spirit and will of the chosen one.

In other words, the will is the most important thing, and the courage is just a whetstone.

A sharp knife can easily kill someone, but a pencil can kill a person if it is fast and accurate.

Courage is important, but it is not an absolute factor.

As long as the will is like a knife, in this illusory world, everything can be smashed!

The white mangs are now, the flying knives are out, and the light is cold in the fourteen states.

I saw that little bit of cold light sweeping through the space, and when the horse was not aware of it at all, it directly pierced his vest.

The team listened.

Some ghosts staggered and bumped into the ghosts in front of them due to inertia, and for a while, the originally straight line was in chaos.

The next moment, all the ghosts felt the shackles on their bodies suddenly loosen, and then the dark and heavy soul hooking rope turned directly into points of light and began to escape.

Chen Xing smiled lightly, stepped forward, crossed the sparse line, came to the horse face who was standing straight, and then stretched out his finger and pointed at him.

The next moment, this horse-faced rakshasa that was extremely burly even with its back suddenly exploded into a point of light in the sky, flowing between the streets and roads of this underworld!

Chen Xing took a deep breath and inhaled most of it into his body. Liu Biao on the side also hurriedly took a big breath, and the originally transparent body that seemed to be about to dissipate suddenly became alive again.

However, after a few breaths, the original waves and waves in the field had subsided. The other ghosts in the field also benefited a lot, and they were all so radiant that they could barely tell that they were ghosts!

Chen Xing smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Aren't you going to run away and wait for the ghost pawns to come and catch you and throw you into the eighteenth layer of hell?"