When Lin Beichen returned to the Beichen Immortal Temple, the dark clouds dispersed, the moon was extremely light, and the sky had changed from pitch black to light blue, and the sun was about to reign in the world.

Wong Tai Sin and his son and daughter-in-law hurriedly came out to greet him.

Bai Daxian said with some admiration: "Master, where did you find such a good fox skin?" ”

"Sent by a friend!" Lin Beichen didn't say much, and walked straight into the Immortal Temple.

This night, Lin Beichen sat firmly in Diaoyutai, and designed to trap four sixth-class ghosts and fairies out of nothing, and this battle will inevitably become a beautiful talk in the world, and Lin Beichen will also become famous in a fight.

But many things are destined to disappear into history, and some will disappear silently and never be seen again!

There is no cause, and no one investigates the result, just as the constant hunting in the reckless jungle is like being hunted.

Lin Beichen stared silently.

There are four more stains in the eighteen-story hell atlas.

Their entry upsets the balance of tongue-pulling hell.

The old god and the Blood Hook Great Immortal were already very difficult to deal with the Dufeng Great Immortal and the Yaoguang Great Immortal, and they were completely relying on the Xuantie Tongue Hook to barely cope and make up for the gap in cultivation.

Huo Sanqi and Huo Siniang found that they were not dead, and came to an empty world, and immediately began to take the initiative to seize the territory, which was an instinctive action for them.

At the same time, they also found Xiaohujun and Hu Xian'er.

However, perhaps because of the experience of being reaped by others, they did not directly oppose each other, but ignored each other and did their own things.

Lin Beichen looked at all this from the perspective of God.

Just when the four of them each occupied one side and became the master of the tongue-pulling hell, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the hell, and Huo Sanqi, Huo Siniang, Xiaohu Jun, Hu Xian'er, Dufeng Daxian and Yaoguang Daxian were all swept up by the wind, turning into a thick pool of iron juice in the air, hitting each other and pouring it.

Immediately after that, hundreds of imps were swept up by the wind and thrown into the iron juice, and the howls of the imps were endless.

About half an hour later, a pitch-black gate with six ghost heads appeared in the tongue-pulling hell.

The old god and the Bloodhook Great Immortal witnessed all this, hugging each other and trembling.

[Congratulations to the host for casting the ghost gate and successfully opening the second layer of the eighteenth layer of hell scissors hell.] 】

[The host gets a random idol fragment and a six-hole Yin Soldier talisman.] 】

[Activate the Blood Jiao Scissors quest, and the host collects materials to create the Blood Jiao Scissors will give the Scissors Hell Hell Treasure.] 】

Lin Beichen appeared in front of the ghost gate.

The six ghost heads on the ghost gate immediately became irritable.

"Lin Beichen, what exactly did you do to me?" Huo Sanque roared loudly, he knew very well that he had been included in some kind of treasure by Lin Beichen.

In the world of cultivating immortals, demon immortals and ghost immortals hunt mortal gods and souls to refine treasures, such as Guizi Tianjun's Liuzi Yin Weapon, and higher immortals will naturally catch ghost immortals and demon immortals to refine magic weapons and act as instrument spirits, and the fate of these ghost immortals and demon immortals is extremely miserable.

Lin Beichen didn't answer, but looked at Hu Xian'er, he was not a hard-hearted person after all, pointing a little at Hu Xian'er's forehead, Hu Xian'er instantly became extraordinarily large and dominated the ghost gate, and from then on she was the ghost gate attendant who was in charge of the ghost gate for Lin Beichen.

And the Laughing Tiger King twisted and changed on the ghost gate, turning into a pitch-black iron dog and becoming a hellhound guarding the ghost gate.

The ghost door slowly opened, and a cloud of yin wind rolled out inside.

Lin Beichen walked into it.

Scissors Hell, this is no longer a completely empty world, the ground here is extremely hard, and low ferns grow on it, the blades are constantly snapping together like scissors, making a metal clattering sound, and the noise makes people upset, and even involuntarily become irritable.

There is still a forest and yin qi circling here, and even the body of the divine soul feels a biting chill here.

Compared with the first layer of tongue pulling hell, scissors hell is more suitable for detaining those high-level ghosts and fairies.

And the hell of tongue pulling is suitable for imprisoning ordinary imps.

Hu Xian'er appeared beside Lin Beichen, the vegetation under her feet desperately cut her feet, and blood was dripping in an instant, she obviously felt the pain, frowned and said, "What the hell is going on?" I'm dead. ”

"This is hell."

"What is hell? Is it your magic weapon? You have imprisoned our spirits in this magic weapon? ”

Lin Beichen was silent for a moment and then said, "So to speak. ”

Lin Beichen's tone towards Hu Xian'er this time became much softer, and he was willing to explain.

"The good and honest people of this world are persecuted by the Tartars, and the wicked are domineering, I will put all the wicked into this hell, so that they will suffer here until they are washed away from their sins, of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is to let the living wicked people know the existence of hell, so as to restrain their evil thoughts, so that they can know their fate before they do evil, don't think that the sky has no eyes!"

Hu Xian'er was stunned, shook her head and said, "This world is the law of the jungle?" This is the principle of heaven, the slave family does not understand what you want to do, but since you have included the slave family here, what you want to do is what the slave family wants to do, you say that the slave family is a sinner, and the slave family is here to atone for their sins, the slave family ...... Can I see you often? ”

Lin Beichen had a headache: "Actually, I haven't met you a few times in total, so you have no reason to think anything about me!" ”

Hu Xian'er smiled dismally: "Hehe, look at your uncomfortable appearance now, the slave family feels happy!" Our fox clan is indeed debauched, but that's because we didn't have feelings, once the fox clan has love, it is a lifetime, love is ethereal, no one knows when it comes, who falls, and knows that your enemy is the life of the slave. ”

Hu Xian'er looked at the fox fur on Lin Beichen's neck, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, revealing a sweet smile.

"Take care of this ghost gate." Lin Beichen dropped this sentence and disappeared into the scissors hell.

Hu Xian'er smiled and said to the air: "What? Do you have a time when you run away? ”

Huo Sanqi, Xiaohu Jun, and Huo Siniang have just walked into scissors hell at this moment, they feel the intense cold here, their toes are constantly being chopped, and every step leaves a bloody footprint.

"Sao Fox, congratulations on hooking up with your new master, but it's a pity that your new master doesn't want to see you, and still leaves you in this cold place and makes you suffer!" Huo Siniang scoffed.

Hu Xian'er glanced at Huo Siniang: "I'm afraid you haven't figured out one thing yet, I am now the master of this ghost gate, but you are my slave, don't you need to consider your identity before speaking?" ”

Hu Xian'er said with a slight move of her palm, countless cold qi shot out from the ghost gate, and directly drilled into Huo Siniang's body, and in the blink of an eye, Huo Siniang was stabbed with thousands of holes, and screamed in pain.

Huo Sanque was furious, his body moved and wanted to attack Hu Xian'er, and hundreds of cold qi shot out, nailing Huo Sanque firmly to the ground and unable to move.

Xiaohujun's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly complimented: "Sister Xian'er, they dare to be disrespectful to you, you really deserve it!" What do you command, I am willing to do the work of dogs and horses! ”

Hu Xian'er glanced at Xiaohu Jun, beckoned hundreds of cold gases, nailed him to the ground, as a hellhound, he obviously received less damage, and after being trapped for a short time, he broke free from the cold air, whimpered with his tail and went back to the ghost gate.