Listen to Meng Yu's words.

Li Ling couldn't help but frown.

Stolen?

The eighteen layers of hell are full of all kinds of ferocious evil spirits, who is useful with this thing?

When I think of it.

Li Ling was stunned for a moment, and his eyes focused on the line of handwriting in the upper left corner of his gaze.

Thriller games?

Is it related to it?

All kinds of associations came to mind, but they were quickly discarded by Li Ling, and from the information he had learned in the thriller game so far, it didn't seem to be related.

Of course... It's also possible that it's just the beginning, and when you get into some of the more advanced dungeons, you might find some clues.

Take back the clutter in your head.

At this time.

Li Ling came to the side of the black impermanence.

I finally entered the underworld once.

It's definitely not okay not to learn something.

In addition, there were so many waves of performance before, and there were no settlement rewards, so this trip naturally has to be thoroughly calculated.

Noticing Li Ling's gaze.

Meng Yu naturally knew what the other party was thinking: "You wait here first, and then I'll go and see if there are any applicable magic weapons..."

And shortly after the other party left.

Li Ling directly began to ask Hei Wuchang for some more subtle uses of the Soul Restraint Technique.

It's like in the Hyakki Night Walk.

Just wrote a word, and directly made those powerful ghosts surrender, not only forced, but also looked handsome, from the beginning of entering the underworld, he wanted to ask.

And in the face of inquiry.

Hei Wuchang frowned and looked at Li Ling.

Suddenly, an invisible sense of majestic oppression suddenly enveloped him, pressing Li Ling a little breathless, and suddenly, a breath quietly invaded his soul and began to pull.

At first, the spirit was a little loose when he couldn't react, but soon Li Ling came back to his senses, adhered to the soul, and brought into full play the perseverance that he had been rushing for so long day and night, but...

The feeling of detention gradually intensified, and in the end, he really couldn't resist, his eyes darkened, as if he had returned to the night when he received the hospital notice that day, and his soul was directly dragged out.

Seeing this, Fan Wusu pushed it in again, and the spirit returned to its place, it nodded, with a little appreciation: "In such a short time, it is already very good to break away seven nodes in the body, but it's a pity... Some of the spells I know, judging from your current state, you can't learn them for the time being, and they consume too much."

"Can't you learn yet..."

Hearing this, Li Ling couldn't help but shake his head, after so many days of hard work, the current nodes in his body have broken through seven, which is not at the same level as himself at the beginning, but here, he hasn't even reached some basic learning conditions...

It is worthy of the underworld, and it seems that there is still a long way to go.

Fan Wuxu continued: "When you rush through the tenth node, you can come to me again, at that time, your soul will have some changes, and I will teach you a mysterious power."

"It's just right, there is nothing else in the underworld now, the yin qi is the strongest, you can rush the soul here, and when your foundation is solid, I will help you."

That's it.

A short conversation.

Li Ling found a place where the yin qi was relatively thick and began to rush the soul.

Accompanied by a spit.

The cold wind kept blowing, the bones were blown painfully, and the soul was shivering with the erosion of the breath.

However, the underworld is worthy of being the place where the yin qi is the heaviest, and when you use this breath to wash, although the consumption of the body will be greater, those nodes are visible to the naked eye and become easier to break through, and after three or four times, they will begin to gradually loosen, and the speed is much faster than that of yourself in the mortal world.

About three or four hours.

The eighth node rushes away.

The purity of the soul rises again, now

Here, even if he didn't deliberately absorb and replenish the yin qi, Li Ling could feel that the qi would automatically recover, which was a world different from himself at the beginning.

Open your eyes.

Meng Yu was standing in front of him at this time, holding a very mad banner in his hand.

"What is this?"

Facing that puzzled gaze, Meng Yu opened his mouth to explain, "The Soul Banner is specially used to contain souls, and its capacity is much larger than that sack."

"In addition, there are more than a dozen other flowers here, just picked from the ground, and you can take them with you."

Looking at the white flags full of unknown runes written in front of him, Li Ling raised his eyebrows.

Good stuff.

Now the level of the dungeon is getting higher and higher, and when it was an intermediate dungeon, the capacity of the sack was already a little stretched, and now that the advanced dungeon pass has been obtained, there are more powerful ghosts in it, with this thing, at least there is no need to worry about the capacity problem.

Take the spirit flag.

Li Ling waved it, it was as heavy as an ordinary stick, and there was nothing special, but after injecting the yin qi in his body into it, a surging suction force came out from the white paper full of unknown runes, for him, this suction force may not have any effect, but for the soul, this suction force is enough to pull it from within a hundred meters.

OK...

You don't even have to chase after the runaway spirits.

After working hard for so long, although I didn't see those young ladies, I still gained a lot from entering this underworld.

The equipment on his body has basically been replaced and upgraded.

The baton was replaced with a mourning stick, and the sack was replaced with a spirit flag.

There was not much time left, Li Ling did not stay too much in the underworld, and after packing up his things, he followed Meng Yu and floated into the air.

And in the process.

She turned around and suddenly spoke, "I don't know what's going on in the Sunny Realm now, but I seem to be able to feel that the Celestial Realm seems to be in a state of being invaded right now... The yin qi is getting heavier and heavier..."

"If it is still the same as it was a hundred years ago, then the revival of the underworld still seems to be a dead issue, but now things seem to have taken a turn for the better..."

"After Halloween, the power that inhibits the underworld has weakened significantly..."

At this point, the two of them had come to a red pillar, Meng Yu did not continue, silently reciting a spell in his mouth, a crack slowly opened, and yin qi gushed out.

Li Ling didn't stay too long and returned to the room.

The cold and piercing yin qi disappeared, although it was night, but after such a comparison, it was a little warm.

After spending a while, I went back to the rental house.

Looking at this familiar little home, he stretched, washed his face first, and then stood in front of the mirror.

Spiritualist flags, mourning sticks, soul hook chains....

I have to say.

Li Ling felt that he was looking more and more like a yin.

Allocate free attribute points from the last event.

He took out the pass from the warehouse.

Now, Li Ling has two different passes.

One is a Premium Dungeon Pass, and the other is a [Psionic Quest Pass] obtained from the event.

Judging by the description.

This supernatural dungeon seems to be a little rarer, and there is even a time limit for entering.

Li Ling took out the advanced dungeon pass again.

Let's try the strength of this thing...

Get things ready.

He took a deep breath, didn't hesitate, and tore the pass open.

A message came instantly.

[Detected players using the Premium Dungeon Pass]

Copies matched. 】

[Quest Name—Mass Grave Ghost Land]

[Number of players: four]

[The corpses are piled up like mountains, and the blood flows like rivers, counting

100,000 soldiers died here...]

[Among them, there are many people who have deep resentments, suck blood, and eventually become powerful ghosts...]

[A hundred ghosts wail, the Yin soldiers borrow the way...]

[The ghost king ruled over thousands of ghosts, established ghost cities, fought in all directions, caused chaos in the world, and finally led to encirclement and suppression. 】

[As a member of this encirclement and suppression operation, you must deal with at least ten evil ghosts in this operation to complete the task. 】

[Note: Dispose of ten to get the right to exit the dungeon, and the more ghosts you clean, the more rewards.] 】

Accompanied by a hint to end.

When he opened his eyes again, Li Ling found that he had come to a wasteland at this time.

The yin wind shouted, like a ghost wailing, causing a pain in the eardrums.

The trampled weeds were blown from side to side by the wind, and the smell of rust and blood mixed with the air was very pungent, and the heaps of graves were endless, at least thousands, and there were even many corpses that were thrown in the grass at will, and now only white bones were gnawed by wild beasts.

The weapons were scattered randomly, stained with black-brown blood, swords, guns, swords, halberds... Rusty armor is buried in the loess.

At first glance, it is a good place to get out of ghosts.

Li Ling looked around, and the other three players were also not far away, waiting for him to make any moves, when suddenly, an extremely heavy evil aura appeared.

Look ahead.

The wasteland, which was originally empty, had faintly emerged at this time some powerful ghosts wearing steel helmets and holding spears, who were coming in formation at this time, with a monstrous aura, and at a cursory glance, the number was at least twenty or thirty.

Is this a Yin soldier's excuse?

looked at the Yin soldiers who stayed in front of him, with a monstrous aura.

Li Ling couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Why don't you let me make a mistake...

It's a little disrespectful, right?