The swarthy body stood in place, its neck was bare, and the blood gushed like a spring, staining the body and the ground red.

The pure black chains shattered and scattered all over the ground, soaked in blood.

Red and white objects are intertwined in the ruins, and the strong smell of blood fills the nostrils, giving people a pungent feeling.

Su Feng raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly: "This is not dead?" ”

As the words fell, countless flesh buds suddenly sprouted from the broken neck of Sifeng Courtyard, intertwining and outlining each other like dense tentacles, restoring the original flesh and blood.

The recovery speed is very fast, and the skull is half completed in just a moment.

Half of the brain is exposed, giving people the feeling of numbness in the scalp.

In the distance, Nirvana showed a strong interest, and even ignored the possible danger, and forcibly came to Su Feng's side to observe the Thousand Days of Sifeng Temple.

"The dead who have returned from hell have blurred the concept of life and death?"

After observing for a moment, Nirvana came up with a possible correct answer:

"It seems that the other party can't be killed, dear Captain Windtrace."

Su Feng's raised eyebrows never fell, and the performance of Sifeng Yuan Qianri really surprised him a little.

He didn't know if this was the exception or if it was common for the dead in hell.

If it's the latter, it's really a little scary.

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It's even more exaggerated.

After all, a large part of the resurrected guys in the next village are cannon fodder, but the existence that can fall into hell, except for the extremely vicious ones, the rest are strong people above the third rank spiritual power.

And judging from the performance of Kumiai Yantetsu, Saito Immortal, and Shikaedein Thousand Days, as well as the information provided by Yamamoto Motoyanagisai.

These people have been greatly strengthened.

The dead captains of the past generations will be strengthened again, and once the hell completely collapses, the scene will be so terrifying that even Su Feng doesn't dare to think about it.

Fortunately, it seems that the situation is not so bad that it cannot be recovered.

Before Nirvana's observation was over, the Thousand Days of the Four Maple Courtyards regained their mobility, and the violent spiritual pressure raged like a tornado.

"Captain Windtrace, I'll leave it to you."

As a scientist, he has always adhered to the philosophy of being in the rear and prioritizing his own safety.

"Ninety-Nine Forbidden."

Since you can't kill it, let's ban it first.

Starting with the No. 99 Binding Road, even if the Four Fengyuan Courtyard explodes a few times in a thousand days, they will not be able to break free.

"No. 2: Forbidden Block!"

"The first song, stop the tension."

"Erqu Bailian Latch."

The spiritual pressure was condensed, and the black leather strips rushed out from the fingertips like a river, instantly blocking the limbs of the Thousand Days of Sifeng Temple.

Strips of white cloth appeared, wrapping around his body in a superimposed motion.

Dozens of nails emerged, forcibly driving into the position of its joints with brute force, instantly imprisoning the spiritual pressure flow and physical activity of Sifeng Yuan for a thousand days.

In the end, dozens of iron pieces were inserted like blades, completely sealing all the hopes of the Four Fengyuan Thousand Days, making it completely lose its combat effectiveness.

"Finale, Swastika Forbidden Taifeng!"

Tracing the wind and bending the fingers, the spiritual pressure is like a river rushing, wantonly across the sky, and finally turned into a huge stone tablet engraved with the word "swastika", carrying a majestic and endless momentum and falling down.

With the trembling of the ground, the spiritual pressure of the Thousand Days of Sifeng Courtyard was completely isolated.

"Look for any clues that might exist."

"I don't think I can pry some useful information out of this female imp's mouth." ”

The three of them immediately scattered and separated, searching for the ruins of the prison family's mansion in various ways.

This includes, but is not limited to, soul capture, spirit child detection, and spirit wave analysis.

As scientists, their methods of finding clues may not be as skilled as professional secondary teams, but they are definitely much more complicated.

All kinds of instruments were moved out of the different space by them, and they were soon placed in a relatively flat area.

After a glance, Sukaze relieved himself and refocused his attention on Saito's immortal body.

"Do you want to keep pretending?"

There was no response, the corners of the female imp's mouth drooled, and her eyes were confused, as if she was completely stupid.

Then, with a big wave of his hand.

With a snort, the sleeveless captain Haori with a red background turned into countless debris and scattered in the air.

"Next time, it's going to be a Death Lord." Sufeng reminded.

However, Saito Immortal still didn't respond at all, as if he hadn't heard Sukaze's words at all.

"The guy in the back left who looks like a large glowing starfish is called Nirvana, the captain of the 12th team, and the current director of the Technology Development Bureau."

"He has invented many things, including but not limited to various potions. ”

"Some time ago, because of the intensification of interrogation, he developed a medicine that can amplify people's senses ten times and a hundred times."

"And I happen to have a bottle here."

Su Feng flipped through his right hand and took a bottle out of nowhere, which contained a bubbling black-brown liquid, giving people a sense of depth.

"You don't want to be poured this potion without even having a Death Overlord left, right?"

As he spoke, Su Feng pinched the little face again, and a little wetness could be clearly felt on the slightly slippery touch.

She panicked.

Seeing that Saito was immortal and ready to continue to resist stubbornly, Sufeng unscrewed the bottle and pinched open the cherry mouth.

At the moment when the mouth of the bottle touched her lips, the cold feeling suddenly brought Saito Immortal back to her senses, and a trace of unconcealable horror flashed in her eyes, and she became a little incoherent when she spoke:

"What do you want to know, I say......"

Seeing this, Su Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "This is decent." ”

Then under the frightened gaze of Saito Immortal, he casually drank half of the bottle of "potion" in a big gulp.

"You, you, I'......"

"Coke, a drink from the present world."

Su Feng shook the black-brown drink in his hand, "But don't question Nirvana's scientific research level, like I said, there is no shortage of potions in the Technology Development Bureau." ”

It's just to amplify the senses, Nirvana can even research superhuman medicine, and inventing a weakened version of superhuman medicine is a breeze.

"Let's talk about hell in detail."

"Also, who killed the members of the prison family?"

Sufeng drank Coke and waited for the other party to provide the corresponding information.

Jiumian Jing Yantie also asked for relevant information, and under the correspondence between the two and two, its authenticity can be determined.

"Hell is a hundred times more barren than an imaginary circle."

There was a hint of pain on Saito's immortal face, and the past was not kind to her.

"The overall structure is somewhat like a cone, and of course this is a rumor in hell, and no one has confirmed it."

Speaking of this, she paid special attention to Su Feng's expression, and after seeing that he didn't care, she continued:

"Depending on the level of spiritual pressure of the deceased and the severity of the crime, they will be assigned to different levels of hell."

"The stronger the spiritual pressure, the lower the place where you live, and the same is true for crimes."

"Like me, they are also imprisoned on the seventh floor, and as for how many floors are below, no one knows."

Hearing this, Su Feng's expression was a little serious.

Hell, no matter what world it is, is not an unfamiliar word.

In the previous life, there was a saying that there were eighteen layers of hell.

Even in the Corpse Soul Realm, there are two kinds of hells: the Underground Prison and the Dead falling into another world.

The one who committed the deepest crime was about the eighth layer of the Infernal Hell.

Now, hell is all alike.

"All the dead who fall into hell will be controlled by the will of hell, such as the black chains on our bodies, which is the embodiment of the will of hell."

Saito Immortal said, "Because we have already died once, we belong to a special existence that is immortal in a sense. ”

"The only thing that limits the length of life is the ideological ego."

"Only if you exist can you live forever."

"Once the ego collapses, it will be completely crushed by the will of hell and turned into a muddy inferior jailer."

Hearing this, Su Feng's eyes lit up.

The good news is that there is a limited number of dead in hell.

The bad news is that those who can survive are peerless fierce people.

Self-sustaining is a very illusory word, but any existence that can strengthen the self must be terrifyingly strong.

This kind of character, no matter where it is placed, is a strong party.

"By the way, what is the will of hell?"

Sukaze noticed that when he mentioned this word, Saito's expression was a little strange.

"I don't know."

She shook her head, "Some say it's a special life form born from hell in the endless years, and some people think it's ......"

Speaking of this, Saito Immortal deliberately paused, and her expression was a little more solemn:

"Dead Spirit King!"

Su Feng was taken aback.

The Spirit King is not in the Spirit King's Palace......

Wait a minute.

He suddenly came back to his senses, who said that the Spirit King in the Spirit King's Palace did not "die"?

The limbs have been cut off, the viscera have been completely hollowed out, and even the exclusive ability of omniscience and omnipotence has been inherited.

Is the Spirit King in the Spirit King's Palace really still the Spirit King?

Or is it just a wedge to maintain the operation of the Three Realms......

Saito Immortal didn't care about the change in Sukaze's expression, but continued to his own thoughts:

"However, the current hell can no longer be judged by the information of the past."

"Even we don't know exactly what the situation is now."

She hesitated, "The Gates of Hell are actually the embodiment of the will of Hell, and its shattering means a very serious matter. ”

"Hell's Will Something Goes Wrong!"

"Even before that, the power of the Hellward Guardians had been greatly diminished."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have escaped from hell."

"As for the members of the Prison Family, I suspect it may have been done by other dead people in hell."

Tracing the wind thoughtfully.

Judging from Saito's immortality, it is indeed unlikely that she is the murderer who killed all the members of the prison family.

Whether or not it was done for other hellish dead is debatable.

However, from this conversation, I have gained a lot of useful information.

One is that there is indeed a problem in hell, and the dead have fled, and the original team thirteen is only one of them.

The second is the will of hell.

As for whether it belonged to the dead Spirit King, Su Feng was not sure, but the probability was still extremely high.

At the moment, it is no longer possible to pin hope on others, so I can only fight alone.

In addition, it is also necessary to notify the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court.

Be careful with unfamiliar strong people, there is a high probability that the other party may be the deceased who has returned from hell.

Thinking of this, Su Feng reminded: "Captain Nirvana, Kiyonosuke, Shadow Wolf Zuo, pack up and prepare to go back to the Ling Court first." ”

The three of them had no doubts and packed up the instruments as quickly as they could.

The mansion of the convicts was completely reduced to ruins by their devastation.

Not even a single intact stone could be found.

"Take this guy with you."

Sufeng gestured, "That guy should know more about the Thousand Days of Sifeng Temple. ”

"Maybe we can get more information from him through the Sifeng Courtyard family."

Inhata Shadow Wolf recited the Ghost Path Mantra and made a triangular pyramid-shaped sealing enchantment with the No. 73 Bound Path Inverted Mountain Crystal, which was reinforced with a double seal.

The golden chain created by the lock bar was wrapped around the inverted mountain crystal, and the other end was held in his hand and carried on his back with brute force.

Although Inaba Shadow Wolf Zo is an expert in the study of the Boundary and the spirit remains, his strength is far superior to that of Kiyonosuke Yamada.

Even without the help of the power of the Wind Trace, even Nirvana would not be his opponent.

Of course, the scientist civil war focuses on intelligence.

Whoever has more intelligence is the real winner.

The group returned to the Lingting Court, and Saito followed behind Sufeng obediently, without the slightest intention of escaping.

She knew very well that in front of such a monster, no matter how fast a step was, there was no point.

The Thousand Days of Sifengyuan, which was the best of the original captains, had fallen, and she didn't think she would be able to escape under Su Feng's men.

The gap is too big, so it's better to be obedient.

Saito, who died once, said that he no longer wanted to suffer the pain of being killed.

After traveling as fast as he could, he suddenly stopped in front of a forest.

"This Spiritual Pressure ......"

As the words fell, a purple mist rushed out of the forest, and large areas of trees and grass withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the ground was corroded with hideous and terrifying traces.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A hoarse voice came out of the mist, "Tsunaya Tracing the Wind ......"

A rickety figure appeared in everyone's sight, with an old face full of dark spots, green pupils full of gloom, and black chains running through the emaciated chest, which looked extremely terrifying.

"It's an acquaintance."

Su Feng recognized the other party and smiled happily, "It's been a long time, Takehara Kazuhiro." ”

"It's been a long time."

Takehara Kazuhiro's eyes were full of hatred, and the killing intent was almost condensed into substance, but after saying hello, he summoned a thicker poisonous mist:

"Die, little ghost!"

"The chains of hell beckon!"

This time, he came to seek revenge.

At the beginning, he was unfavorable, and was plotted by a junior in his later life, took his life, and fell into hell and endured torture for decades.

Now that he has finally escaped from hell, his strength has greatly improved, and he must wash away the shame of the past as soon as possible.

The current Takehara Kazuhiro has full confidence, even if Tsunaya is stronger than before, he will definitely not be able to escape his pot poison burial!

Purple mist swept across the sky and headed straight for the wind.

Looking at the familiar attack method, Su Feng was quite emotional.

In this era when rules are in vogue, perhaps only the older generation would be so unpretentious.

It's really gratifying.

Then, Su Feng picked up the big ear scraper with his right hand and fanned it forward.

The next moment, a huge palm like a mountain peak appeared in Takehara Kazuhiro's sight.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his thin mouth snorted a few times, but he didn't say a complete sentence.

The purple mist in the sky was crushed by a single blow, and it completely vanished.

The power of the Thousands of Miles to Heaven palm has not diminished, penetrating the heavens and the earth from top to bottom, and there is not even a scream, and there is a huge palm print on the ground.

In the deep pit, a puddle of flesh and mud is paralyzed, as if telling the glorious past of Kazuhiro Takehara......

(End of chapter)