It was still dark, but Cheng Fei couldn't sleep because he slept too early last night.

Under the dim light, Han Bao, who was on duty at night, was counting money and playing there.

Cheng Fei asked him to lie down to sleep, got up and walked out of the tent by himself.

In the distance, there was a circle of lights around the outside of Xia Yin Town, and Ning Guangchao's joint team had already completed the encirclement, and even a cat running over would arouse the sentinel's vigilance.

Suddenly, Cheng Fei felt that something was not right, why did some of the lights flicker on and off?

After carefully observing for a while, Cheng Fei's eyes narrowed, not that the lights flickered on and off, but that something floated over.

A black thing quickly approached here along the side of the road, sometimes blocking some lights, and in the blink of an eye, because of the distance and angle, those lights appeared, but they blocked other lights, so that Cheng Fei mistakenly thought that some lights were flickering on and off.

When the black thing approached Fajing Rock, under the hazy starlight, Cheng Fei finally saw the outline of a human figure.

He was dressed in a black robe, with long hair and a shawl, a red ribbon hanging from his chest, and a short stick in his hand.

The terrain of Fajingyan is not high, it can only be regarded as a small hill, and the slope is very gentle. Although the rocks are craggy, there are winding paths between the lush vegetation, and it does not take a quarter of an hour to walk up from the bottom of the hillside unhurriedly.

The black shadow had no intention of walking properly, and came in the air with a false step on the rocks and the canopy of the trees.

Cheng Fei's heart sank, this image is a little familiar, there are too many descriptions of this ghost, it can't be Hei Wuchang carrying a mourning stick, right? Could it be that the red ribbon is a long tongue pulled out? Is this a passing by or is it here to ask for someone's life?

Cheng Fei hurriedly hid behind the rocks on the side and watched the changes.

Black Impermanence floated to the middle of the ruins, looked at the three tents and was stunned for a moment, and quickly circled around the three tents, as if to determine which tent to enter.

In the process of black impermanence turning rapidly, Cheng Fei saw a pale face, and his heart was even more suspicious.

Cheng Fei didn't believe in ghosts and gods since he was a child, but after crossing over, his thinking changed a little, and he had to accept the existence of some strange phenomena, and in this time and space, everything is possible.

It's one thing to believe that there may be ghosts, but it's another thing to be afraid or not, especially when the lives of his companions are threatened, Cheng Fei will not stand idly by.

If there is another way, Cheng Fei will of course be safer, after all, he only has one life, but the current situation does not allow him to think too much.

Although he had in his mind the ghost city of Fengdu and the terrifying scenes of the eighteenth layer of hell in the film and television novels, he also knew that he did not have the ability of Sun Wukong to make trouble in the Hades Palace, and he might not even defeat the black impermanence in front of him. But if you don't fight hard, I'm afraid that the shadow of witnessing your companion's soul taken away will stay with you for the rest of your life!

Cheng Fei took out the Yueying Sword and was ready to strike at a critical moment.

Black Impermanence squatted down in front of the tent in the middle, leaned over to check something, and then opened the tent with a mourning stick and looked inside.

Suddenly, Han Bao's voice came from the tent on the left: "Cheng Fei, is it you? Why are you tiptoeing around like a thief? ”

As if he didn't want to be discovered by unrelated people, Hei Wuchang stretched out his arms, volleyed into the air, quickly retreated, stopped his body in the air, fell rapidly, and landed steadily on the right side of Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei didn't have time to hide, so he had to turn half a step to the right, put the Yueying Sword horizontally in front of him, and quietly injected the Creation Xuan Qi into the Yueying Sword, ready to take the move at any time.

Hei Wuchang turned his face, looked at Cheng Fei's somewhat nervous expression, and smiled treacherously with a cold face!

Cheng Fei couldn't help but sigh, Hei Wuchang turned out to be a woman!

Hei Wuchang lowered his left hand and lifted the hem of the black robe.

Cheng Fei subconsciously glanced down, what did he want ......to do? Do you want to show a beauty trick? No, you want to play a trick of ghosts? This son has crossed over from the era of all kinds of beauties bombarding indiscriminately, and he can't get me by showing his thighs or something!

Unexpectedly, Cheng Fei just glanced at it, and it was difficult to move his gaze!

Countless people trembled and climbed on the top of the knife mountain, in the sea of fire, the knife mountain was dyed red by blood, the sea of fire was steaming with the smell of burnt skin and rotten flesh, and the sound of wailing and crying shook into a flying ear.

What made Cheng Fei even more shocked was that there was Xiang Kun on top of the Sword Mountain, and there was a Leng Jun Peak in the sea of fire!

Cheng Fei hurriedly closed his eyes, but he didn't expect a huge stone mill to appear in his mind, and countless evil ghosts threw men and women into the stone mill one by one. With the creaking sound of the stone mill, blood-red meat sauce overflowed the ground!

What frightened Cheng Fei again was that Han Bao had been lifted up by the four evil ghosts and was about to throw himself into the stone mill, when Han Bao shouted for help with his teeth and claws!

Cheng Fei shook his head a few times, the image of Han Baojin entering the stone mill disappeared, but a large oil pot appeared, and there were several hideous-looking demons standing next to the oil pot, and the people in the oil pot were crackling!

Cheng Fei finally understood, this is the eighteenth layer of hell!

Cheng Fei wanted to cry without tears, Lord Yama, we didn't do anything bad...... No, this is not in hell yet, how can you see what it is like in hell? Is it possible that the Black Impermanence Soul still has a preview function?

Cheng Fei is a fierce spirit! This is an illusion! Oh no! Hit!

What Cheng Fei didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes, he saw a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, wailing and crying, and when he closed his eyes, he was a stone grinding oil pot and Han Bao screaming!

The feeling of powerlessness that can't get rid of and struggle fills Cheng Fei's heart!

Suddenly, the crisp sound of "clanging" came one after another, and Cheng Fei felt that all the illusions were distorted!

Cheng Fei forcibly activated his mind, injected the Creation Mysterious Qi into the Yue Ying Sword, and slashed at the position of the black impermanence in his impression!

The illusion collapsed in an instant!

Cheng Fei's front restored the real scene.

The short stick in Hei Wuchang's hand was swirling, and his pretty white face was full of surprise, looking Cheng Fei up and down. Obviously, Cheng Fei's powerless sword just now did not cause substantial damage to her.

There were hundreds of copper coins scattered on the ground in front of him, and Han Bao had already fallen crooked next to the tent, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Only then did Cheng Fei understand that the crisp sound of "clanging" was that Han Bao used copper coins to continuously attack Black Impermanence, so that he had the opportunity to escape from his mental shackles, and Han Bao must have been counterattacked by Black Impermanence.

Facing the strong black impermanence, Cheng Fei didn't dare to be too careless, so he could only stand in place and ask Han Bao how his injury was.

Han Bao's injuries were not light, and he couldn't raise his voice, "I can't die for a while." You watch out for the stick in her hand, you can divert the attack somewhere else, and all the copper coins I hit hit the rock like a ghost. ”

The corners of Hei Wuchang's mouth curled slightly, revealing a trace of disdain, as if to say: What if you know?