As for the reason why this place is called the Hell Art Museum, Zhang Xiaowen, who is an elite member of China's largest abnormal energy group, naturally knows something.

Yin and Yang are separated by two worlds, and there is an indestructible rule between hell and the human world, the living cannot enter hell, and the demons of hell cannot directly appear in the world, but in this world, some people have some power that ordinary people cannot imagine, that is, to enter hell!

And in this hell art museum, there seems to be some kind of secret that can enter hell.

"Who is he?" Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help but ask curiously.

"A madman, a madman who dares to do anything, doesn't stay well in a mental hospital, and now runs to be a private detective. Mo Tian rubbed his somewhat swollen head, he was really a madman, he actually chose the fastest but most dangerous road, and even Mo Tian was unwilling to face those things on this road.

Crazy Lin actually chose this path, it seems that the urgency of this matter has exceeded imagination.

Looking at the small metal ball with green light flickering in his hand, Mo Tian's heart couldn't help but jump a few more times, stomped his foot fiercely and left a footprint, and couldn't help but curse again, "Crazy!

"Pearl, how long has he been in?"

The pearl girl on the side indifferently stretched out five smooth fingers and shook them in front of Mo Tian.

"It's been so long since the five resurrections? But there's still time, this bastard shouldn't die so easily. Mo Tian thought about it, and finally took out the quaint big book.

There seemed to be an invisible big hand that gently opened the pages of the big book, golden light, white light, firelight, moonlight, Zhang Xiaowen didn't know that she saw several kinds of light flashing in front of her eyes, and finally, a touch of black appeared on the page, a touch of black that seemed to be able to absorb all the light in the world.

Mo Tian stretched out his hand and pulled out a huge blood-colored scythe from the black mist. At the moment when the blood-colored scythe appeared, the two iron-helmeted knights behind Mo Tian fell to their knees with a thud, they were originally hell knights possessed by the soul of hell, this kind of pure high-level demonic aura was a belief that could not be disobeyed for them.

For the first time, a look of disgust and worry appeared on the calm face of the pearl beauty on the side, and Mo Tian's left hand, which was not holding the scythe, suddenly became illusory and transparent.

Black threads as thin as hair appeared on Mo Tian's forehead, face, and finally spread to his fingertips, especially his entire left hand, which seemed to be entangled by a mass of black vines.

The giant black hand, which didn't look like a human being, stepped through the barrier of space in an instant and plunged into the dark red painting in the corner!

Blood, the whole world is filled with bloody flames, the fire of treason. This is the Burning Hell known as the Forge of Hell.

In the dark red flames, tens of millions of flame demons were roaring angrily chasing a green ball of light, and between the green light wraps, a young man with a young face with a slightly anxious face shuttled through the black flames, as if he was struggling to find something.

The action on the fire of sin has awakened the Black Flame Demon Dragon sleeping in the depths, and since the battle with the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord a hundred years ago, the Black Flame Demon Dragon has been hiding in the hellfire of the Nine Shadows to repair its body.

It has been sleeping at the bottom of the abyss for a hundred years, and the impregnation of hellfire has made it feel alive again. Until now, he felt an incomparably disgusted breath and woke up from his sleep!

The demon dragon flapped its wings in its deep sleep, and the fire demons around it avoided one after another, and the huge dragon claws grabbed one of the fire demons around him at will, threw it into its mouth and chewed it in a big gulp.

The humans in the green light suddenly flashed with surprise on their faces when they saw the Black Flame Demon Dragon flapping its wings. I didn't know what he was babbling about, and he took out a green orb shaped like an eyeball from his arms.

The Black Flame Demon Dragon snorted, and it felt a very disgusting aura from the outsider's body, and this disgusting aura came from the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord who seriously injured himself! But the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was not a demon, he fled to the human world after seriously injuring himself, even if he was as strong as the Black Flame Demon Dragon, there was no way to break the barrier of hell and the world.

But now this familiar smell, could it be that the apostle of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord has come to hell?

The smell of disgust still made its massive body tremble faintly, and it remembered some bad memories, and it now only wanted to destroy the breath that disturbed it.

With a sky-shattering dragon roar, scorching demonic fire poured out of the dragon's mouth, this demonic fire was a hundred times hotter than the surrounding flames, and at the moment of eruption, the surrounding hellish flames were constantly integrated into it, in this demonic flame hell, the energy of the demonic dragon was infinitely magnified.

The figure of the human being was swallowed up by the blazing demon flame in an instant, and the demon dragon snorted again, eliminating the disgusting breath, the demon dragon flapped its wings and seemed to want to go back to rest, this sudden human being was not even a wave for its long and immortal life of tens of millions of years, but it did not expect that under this inconspicuous wave, there was a hidden dark tide of murder.

A figure scorched by demonic flames appeared on the dragon's diamond-like glowing dragon eyes, and the green light swirled at high speed in the figure's hand, like an eye of the wind, which instantly condensed into a huge phantom spear.

The spear was like a meteor stabbing down, rubbing the surrounding flames and screaming, and the terrifying speed and power exploded in an instant, as shocking as a star hitting the earth!

The blow was so fast that even the Black Flame Demon Dragon didn't have time to react, and the green spear had already pierced straight into its jewel-like eyeballs.

Roar~ The terrifying roar of the heavens, the jewel-like dragon eyes are like Zou Ran's hot stones, densely covered with cracks.

The dragon's massive body rolled wildly in the sky, and a spirited flame that was as bright as blood ignited from his body.

"Damn!" Lin Shaowen scolded in a low voice, one blow did not shatter the dragon eye, and the hardness of the eye of the 10,000-year dragon eye seemed to be beyond his imagination!

The Black Flame Demon Dragon was really angry this time! This tiny ant actually dared to sneak up on his noble dragon eye! A cloud of deep black flames erupted from the Demon Dragon's eyes.

The figure that had not changed its face even after the demonic flames burned it couldn't help but change its complexion after seeing the deep black flames! The green light on his body was glazed, and in the blink of an eye, a set of metal armor wrapped the figure tightly from beginning to end before the black flames burned.

The dark ink-colored flame seemed to be incombustible, and the metal shell quickly slowly melted under the black flames, Lin Shaowen gritted his teeth fiercely, the green light in his hand rotated a little faster, and the green spear pierced into the eyes of the demon dragon again.

The demon dragon roared in pain, and the huge dragon claws grabbed at his dragon eye, and Lin Shaowen, who was wrapped in black fire, hurriedly stretched out his hand and didn't know what came out of the dragon's eye, dodged, and fled far to the side.

The black flames that were entwined around him had already burned three sets of metal armor, and the hot dragon chasing after him made him unable to do anything but flee for his life.

"Damn, fight!" Lin Shaowen roared, lifted all the armor on his body, and let the black flames rush into his body, he had an extra meniscus longbow in his hand, and reached out to pull out a blood-colored long arrow from his spine! This blood-colored arrow was cultivated by Lin Shaowen with the essence and blood spiritual power of his body, and each arrow condensed one-eighth of the essence blood in his body, and the power of this long arrow was also extremely terrifying!

The blood-colored light was almost invisible, and if you looked closely, there was a faint black fire burning on the blood arrow.

Lin Shaowen pulled the bowstring, and the blood arrow turned into a streamer of light and roared towards the blood dragon chasing after him, bringing a burning light in the flame hell.

This arrow is too fast! The demon dragon just felt threatened, and this blood-colored long arrow had already shot into its shattered left eye! The demon dragon's entire body was hit hard, and it almost couldn't support its body to fall, in the hell full of demonic fire, the black flame demon dragon could not be killed, even the most serious injuries could heal, but at this moment, this blood arrow seemed to carry a terrifying curse, piercing straight into the depths of the demon dragon's soul!

The recovery of the wounds of the soul is much slower than that of the body!

Shaking the terrifying huge dragon head, the angry black fire seemed to be desperate to sway outward, it couldn't care about the loss of cultivation, no matter what the cost, it would kill the ants in front of it no matter what!

Lin Shaowen's skin and the blackness that was burned, the fire of the demon god, known as the dead fire that never burns without anything and never goes out, if it is placed in Lin Shaowen's heyday, there may be a way to deal with this thing.

But now, in order to pass through the gate of hell and deal with those Yin officials, he had already paid too much price, and just now in order to deal with the demon dragon, he shot one-eighth of the blood arrow of all essence blood.

"Are you really going to die?" Lin Shaowen's face was relieved, but a little light flashed in his eyes, what else did he not let go, holding the last insistence tightly in his hand, Lin Shaowen looked at the surging demon god fire, and his whole body lit up with the last green light.

There was a sudden thunderous sound in the sky, and a black giant hand rushed out of the tore space, grabbing the green light before the fire of the demon god burned to Lin Shaowen.

Before Lin Shaowen could defend himself, he heard a familiar voice: "Damn, Demon God Fire, Lin Shaowen, you bastard really went to provoke the Demon Dragon." ”

The monstrous flames fell on the huge black magic hand, and there were wisps of green smoke on the black magic hand, Mo Tian didn't dare to delay, and the big black hand dragged Lin Shaowen's body into the crack when he came.

In the Hell Art Museum, a charred figure rushed out of the painting and fell straight to the ground, Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help but gasp when she saw this black figure.