After killing this little devil, Wu Heng and Alina waited in the carriage for five minutes, and there was silence all around, only the sound of sewage flowing from the sewer.

The two began to walk along the carriage, and when they reached the middle, they saw the corpse of a security guard in a blue uniform, lying on the tracks, with a broken flashlight falling next to it.

Wu Heng took off the key on the security guard's waist and handed it to Alina.

"This should have the key to the subway door lock, the back is safe, you go out first."

Wu Heng had heard well, and he heard a small demon's roar coming from inside the fence gate on the side of the tunnel in front of him, and the cry was obviously thicker than those outside.

There is no compartment as a divider, and when the fight starts, he can't take care of this woman.

"Aren't you going out, can you leave with me, you... You can go to my house and change your clothes..."

Alina said with some fear and expectation.

"There's a big guy in front, you're next to me, I can't take care of you, let's go, you're good, it's a pity to die."

Wu Heng said lightly.

"Oh, that's... Thank you, I live at 457 Phil Street. ”

Hearing this, Alina hesitated for a moment before taking the key and running towards the exit.

At this time, there is no procrastination, and life should not be extinguished. ’

Wu Heng praised in his heart, twisted his neck in place, moved his shoulders, and continued to walk forward.

Along the way, I saw a lot of corpses, homeless people, repairmen, passengers, everything, none of them intact.

Wu Heng followed the bloodstains and walked to the location of the iron fence he was looking for.

This is where the homeless of the underground king gathers.

Wu Heng stretched out his hand and pulled off the broken and deformed fence gate, bent down and walked inside.

The smell of decay in this is unique.

Wu Heng followed the passage inside, turned three corners, and came to a slightly empty place, about two hundred square meters.

A small demon with a significantly larger body is using blood to carve a circle with a diameter of nearly ten meters, and the circle is already full of runes.

In the middle of the circle was a pile of tongues, and above it hung a pile of corpses.

The little devil turned his head to see Wu Heng and roared and pounced.

Wu Heng picked up the suitcase and smashed it at the little devil's ugly face.

The little devil forcibly retracted his body, quickly dodged, and at the same time scratched the suitcase with his claws, and scratched three scratches on the bulletproof suitcase.

Seeing that the claws were so sharp, Wu Heng simply grabbed the grab strap on the inside side of the suitcase, used it as a shield, and rushed towards the little devil.

The little devil was slapped, stretched out two claws, and pierced the suitcase fiercely, but was temporarily stuck for a moment.

Wu Heng saw this opportunity, took advantage of the situation to press the suitcase down, the monster's arms were carried and pressed to the ground, Wu Heng took out his left hand, held down the head of the little devil, and smashed it to the ground frantically, smashing the floor tiles to pieces.

Seeing that the little devil was temporarily smashed into the circle, Wu Heng quickly pulled out his suitcase.

"The box weighs 20 pounds, and it is made of TA titanium alloy."

Wu Heng gasped as he spoke, and slammed it down on the little devil's neck.

"It is both superior and inferior, and it is also life and death."

Bang, bang, bang...

As soon as the words fell, the flesh of the neck of this captain-level little devil had been smashed, and the bones were completely broken.

Wu Heng stretched out his left hand, grabbed the monster's corpse, and activated the "Absorb" ability.

A stream of energy the thickness of chopsticks poured into Wu Heng's body.

He felt it, about ten percent stronger, and one was ten outside.

This trip to the subway alone, Wu Heng's physical fitness has increased by 30%, which is worth it.

Wu Heng killed the little devil, pulled a piece of broken clothes from the corpse hanging above, and gently wiped his hands along the already tattered clothes.

He observed the hanging corpses.

Among them was a blind old man with a golden crown on his head.

It's just that the rotten paper edges of the broken crown show that this is a paper hat that everyone usually wears on their birthdays, but it is painted gold.

It seems that this is the king of the underground kingdom.

Wu Heng walked around these corpses, and found the fat man's illusory plot identity 'Domagoy Patrick' in them, and his face was already blue and swollen.

"Dude, it looks like you're not doing well."

Wu Heng said with some emotion.

When he entered this world, there were three people, but now he is the only one left, and this fat man is also very poor, but he still has no life.

Wu Heng turned around, and there was nothing of value around.

Looking down at the tattered trench coat and pants on his body, he frowned and decided to go to No. 457 to change his clothes.

Carrying the suitcase, he turned around and walked outside, turning four corners in a row, Wu Heng suddenly stopped.

Wrong!

Wu Heng clearly remembered that when he walked in from the fence, he only made three turns.

This will already be the fourth turn.

There is only one passage here, and there is no possibility of going wrong.

Wu Heng didn't dare to go any further.

At the same time, the suitcase clenched in his hand gradually began to get cold.

This coldness became stronger and stronger, and Wu Heng felt that his hands were going to be stiff, and this feeling was very familiar.

Ice Hell Monk!

Click... Click...

It was the sound of freezing, the sound of water flowing from the sewer next to it stopped, and the sewage was frozen.

Wu Heng quickly stepped back.

Click!

The ice surface of the sewer shattered instantly, and a frozen corpse floated up from below, the corpse was on its back, holding its hands in its arms, and there was a fake crystal ball frozen into ice cubes in the palm of his hand, which was constantly interfering with the crystal ball in Wu Heng's suitcase.

"Winter.... Already... To, you don't..."

The frozen face of the ice corpse began to make sounds word by word.

The mouth opened and closed, like broken ceramic, with the ice slag of the skin, fell into the sewer in a clump.

Han Bing had already come to arrest Wu Heng, and the last time he summoned it from the High Priest, it felt deeply teased and ridiculed, and it was very angry, and it wanted to tear Wu Heng's soul to pieces ten thousand times before throwing it into the pit.

Wu Heng felt the crystal ball in the suitcase, and the coldness came.

It seems that it is time to leave this world. ’

However, before leaving, Wu Heng planned to surprise the Ice Hell Monk again.

Quickly run back to the halls of the Underground Kingdom.

Wu Heng looked at the circle painted by the big little devil without completion.

He stained the blood on the corpse and made up for the Demon Summoning Array.

Fortunately, these ordinary blood only had a repairing effect on Wu Heng, and he was not injured, and Wu Heng was too lazy to absorb it all.

As the circle was completed, a bunch of tongues on the ground, quickly tied together in knots.

The hanging corpse turned into red powder and fell to the ground, forming a pile of ashes that covered the tongue.

A disgusting singing began to sound around them, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but want to tear everything apart.

The ash shrunk into a gray body, like the body of a devil butterfly, with a tongue fused in front of it and a head similar to the appearance of an underground king, and black wings with patterns stretched out from both sides of the body, and circles of powder began to drift around.

This is the Great Demon of Abaddon Hell - the Hymn.

When Wu Heng was about to take shape as a singer, he silently recited in his heart:

"Return."

Wu Heng disappeared in place.

The improvised crystal ball on the Ice Corpse's hand broke, briefly opening the Hell's Rift, and the Ice Hell Monk walked out of it.

The Celebrant who had just been summoned also spotted the Ice Hell Monk in an instant, and the two Hellish Evil Eyes were stunned for a moment.

The Hell of Abaddon and the Hell of Leviathan have been bitter enemies for many years.

The Great Demon Chanter manipulated all the powder, like a thick mist, and attacked the Ice-Hellish Monks...