Oh~ Why is the mountain guarding ghost in this hell only at level 28? When I looked at it, I couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that these little ghosts will transform into high-level monsters? Let me find a try first. I carefully avoided the blade under my feet and approached a mountain guarding ghost who was whipping the ghost, slashing my throat and back pricking. Before I could use up my moves, the mountain guarding ghost said, "Oh!" and hanged.

The collection technique was thrown up. Damn it, there were a few more ghost bones. Along the way, either the ghost skin collected or the ghost bones collected, a whole bunch of garbage items. I stood aside and waited for a long time until the ghost corpse of the guard mountain disappeared and no abnormalities were found. Then I felt relieved and slowly retreated. It turned out that the monsters here were indeed low-level. Meng Po probably hadn't come in for a long time and didn't understand the market conditions.

Although the monster level of this layer of Knife Mountain Hell is relatively low, because they have natural and aggressive Knife Mountain as their backing, and with their one-legged ones, it is very convenient to move on Knife Mountain. The long whip in hand is also a ranged attack weapon, so it can gain a lot of advantages. Even if players of level 35 and 6 come over and fight with them on the mountain, they will not be able to get any big advantage. However, for me, they are like meat on the chopping board, which I can chop and eat.

"Brother Xiong, see, Brother Yin hasn't come back for so long, will something happen? Should we go in and take a look!" Seeing that I didn't come out for a while, I said a little worriedly with my light on it.

"Wait a little longer, we'll go in if we don't come out." Big Bear thought for a while and said.

"Look at you crows, then Brother Yin is out." The purple wind chime pointed his hand and said to the inside, but I was running out of it with a relaxed face.

"Brother Yin, how is it? What's going on inside?" Chaudeng asked hurriedly.

"Nothing happens, they are all monsters of level 20, so it's safe." I stretched my muscles and said.

"Hehe, is the system also aware that our level is hard to kill, so let's take a breath." He said with a sigh of relief, "Brother Yin, let's go quickly to see what the next level looks like. Don't say that the scenery of hell in these layers is really unique. If you set up a ghost prison tour group, it will definitely be popular. Unfortunately, it's not convenient to come and go."

"Don't be busy rushing. It's already very late. I think we'll be here today and get off the line in Daoshan Hell. We'll continue moving forward tomorrow. It's eighteenth floor, it's still early." I pointed to the front and said.

"Well, Brother Yin is right. It's so late now. We're going to bed, otherwise we'll have black circles tomorrow." Purple Wind Chime nodded and said.

"Resting, no matter how hard you are, you sisters can't be bitter. I agree with both hands and feet." Needless to say, when the purple wind chime opened, he would definitely be answering the conversation behind him.

"Okay, let's go offline here and gather at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning!" I said when I walked into the Daoshan Hell.

Fuck the fuck, the world of heaven and earth is indeed a hodgepodge, and everything is there. It is clearly the boundless desert, but how come two bloody red moons are created? It is clearly a low slope of loess, but it suddenly becomes a cemetery of the dead. The so-called Solomon treasure is actually the gate of the Yellow Spring to the eighteen levels of hell. It is really strange that there are everywhere. There are so many heavens and earth. I don’t know what kind of hell ghosts will be waiting for us tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, I was full of thoughts and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The scenes of the day flashed in front of my eyes one by one. Such a strange world of heaven and earth really made me look forward to and explore endlessly. In the game of heaven and earth, we can also interpret a wonderful life.

*When we passed through the seventh floor of the Knife Mountain, we had just arrived at the entrance of the eighth floor, and a cold wind came out, mixed with sad cry in the wind. It turned out that this hell did not give any good results to those resentful souls.

The iceberg hell is indeed worthy of its name. When we pushed the door open, a snow-white and crystal ice land suddenly appeared in front of us. Thick and long ice cones hung upside down on our heads. The entire hall was clear and bright, without the blood and stench that had been filled with the previous hells. The environment here was quite good, but those resentful souls were not doing well.

They were also naked, but they suffered from the pain of ice. The originally fair skin had been frozen and purple, and their faces were all gone (nonsense, they were not humans). They climbed on the iceberg weakly, and sharp ice cones fell on the heads from time to time, falling on these unjust souls. As soon as the blood gushed out of the wound, it was frozen in an instant, leaving only a little frozen red left on the spot.

The short, fat, naked, snow-bone ghost, who looked like a pig, seemed not afraid of the severe cold here at all. He followed the resentful souls with a bone hammer and shouted loudly, driving them like animals. His face was full of redness and steaming, and his fat body was bumping up and down with its movements, like a small wave.

"Brother Yin, that thing is not of high level," Big Bear pointed at the 32-level snow bone ghost and turned to me and said.

"Yeah, it's not difficult, but I just don't know if this iceberg has any impact on us." I took a few steps forward and stepped on the ice frost and said.

"Haha, it didn't affect it, it was just a little cold. I guess I had drunk Mengpo soup." I felt a stream of cold air just around my legs, and a heat flow immediately blocked it, offsetting the chill, and said with a broad mind.

"It seems that this old man is not dead, and has a black heart and a black belly, has done a good thing for us." He said with a thumbs up with a light. Meng Po, who was dozing off at the Naihe Bridge, suddenly sneezes and touched his nose and said, "Which little bastard misses me, Meng Po, this world is hard to do with good people."

"Add to the right state, go, do as usual, walk along, try not to waste time and waste energy in vain. There are still many difficulties in the future." I waved.
Chapter completed!