"Wow, it smells so good. Some meat is definitely fried inside!" After passing through the "endless" iceberg, we just arrived at the entrance of the next floor. The purple wind chime at the tip of our nose sniffed the air and predicted.

"Ah, I remember, we haven't eaten anything in the morning and we're a little hungry. Brother Yin, can we eat something first and then go in?" asked the purple wind chime.

"Xiaoling, I think we'd better pass this oil pan hell first, so you can eat." I pointed at the purple wind chime inside and said.

"What's inside?" The purple wind chime followed my hand and looked inside. As soon as she saw it, she immediately screamed with a high decibel, her face turned pale, and she said angrily: "How can those little guys do this? It's so hateful."

In the hell of the oil pan, dozens of huge oil pans are placed interlaced. The raging fire below makes the oil roll and roll. Next to each oil pan, there are two high platforms and a soil slope. On each platform are each standing a green-faced evil ghost with two horns and fangs on it. They each hold a long, dark and greasy wooden stick, and fiddle with chopsticks in the oil pan like chopsticks, and the resentful souls are blown over by the green-faced evil ghosts, dragged them with iron connections, walking along the soil slope to the edge of the oil pan, lifting up and kicking them down the pot.

The purple wind chime smelled the smell of meat just now, but the aroma was not fried meat skewers or meatballs, but fried one after another. You said, how could she eat it now?

"Xiaoling, you say, let's see which one is unhappy, I'll get it done." When I saw that the corpse-fighting ghosts inside were only at level 20, I immediately raised my long sword and said roaring.

"Are you alone? Don't you want Brother Yin, Brother Xiong and Kanjian?" Purple Windling Blinked in confusion and asked as he looked at the lamp.

"Of course, why do you have to bother them? That's so insincere!" Seeing the sword lifting his finger and swiping the long sword, he poses and said, "We are in the Qingfeng sword in hand, let me swim in hell. I'll hang whoever you say."

"Oh, I don't think the people over there are happy. Please help me cut them." After hearing the light-up, the purple wind chime pointed back at the snow bone ghost on the snow mountain and said.

"Okay, I'll go!" As soon as the tailgate agreed, he saw that the purple wind chime did not refer to the corpse-killing ghost inside, but the snow bone ghost behind. The heroism just now disappeared. He turned to the brightest smile and said to the purple wind chime: "Little Ling, you will have to eat later. If you see too much fighting and killing scenes, it will affect your appetite. We should be kind and let those snow bone ghosts go a long way."

Damn, you guys can really say that you are really invincible, and you are really invincible. If you two meet, you will definitely be able to create a spark of "wisdom".

The first look is unbearable, and the second look is indifferent. When we really walk in the hell of the oil pan, everyone is already noisy, laughing and judging everything in the hell, and nitpicking. Since we don’t start fighting, we must of course relax and play.

On a wooden sloping stake, there was a big skeleton cow's head. The empty cow's eyes were filled with indescribable loneliness and depression. The ribbed horns had lost their former luster and were covered with thick dust. A round hole was opened in the middle of the cracked and wrinkled stone wall next to it. It seemed that it was the entrance to the next layer of the cow pit hell.

The brazier hanging above my head illuminated the entire hall, and there were pits of several meters deep in front of me, dividing the hall into dozens of pieces; "Moo, moo, moo!" The cheerful cows were heard, and I looked at the thick bison in the pit with joy on my face, and said to myself: It's not easy, I finally saw a living thing here.

However, above the bison, there were also thin and lean, and monkey-like bull-driving ghosts. They held the reins tied to the cow's mouth and shouted loudly, driving the buffalo to chase the groups of resentful souls in the pit.

I saw the bull's head lowered, and the crescent-like sharp horns were forward and raised. The resentful soul screamed and was thrown aside by the buffalo. Before it could get up, the buffalo followed him and raised his legs and trampled on it ruthlessly. This thin resentful soul could not withstand the cow's hooves, and was trampled into a pile of rotten meat.

"Brother Yin, that bull-driven ghost is a level 34 monster." He looked at it with a light, turned to me and said.

"This monster looks useless, but this ox is a bit fierce. Please pay attention to it. Xiaoling, you are responsible for frost. You don't need other magic attacks." I turned around and reminded me.

"Well, I got it, I promise to freeze them all into ice cows." The purple wind chime said with a smile on her tongue.

As soon as they walked down the pit, the two bull-driven ghosts immediately pulled the reins, turned their heads and ran towards us. Judging from their posture, they would not give up until they stepped on us into meat paste.

Damn it, I was arrogant with the man when riding a cow. It was obvious that I was desperate. My little black man made both of you stable, and neither of them wanted Big Bear and the others to take action. I sneaked up and went up, unconscious with one knife, and the dark red curse blade was fully effective, which immediately made the face of the ox turn gray, as if he was smoking big smoke, and he couldn't even sit steadily on the ox.

Before it could turn the bull's head, I immediately jumped onto the cow's quilt. The full moon scimitar, with a bright white light like moonlight, wiped the chest of the bull's ghost. Let's also get some cruel things. First open your chamber, then click on the toes, and a flip, jumped over the bull's ghost's head, and inserted the curse blade in the right hand hard. Little ghost, grandpa has enlightened you. You can't tell who can provoke and who can't provoke, so how can you do it?

After I got off the cow's back, I didn't forget to kill the bull and let the bull be driven out. I didn't let my hope down. This guy immediately fell off the cow, one word - hang!

The unconscious bull-driven ghost didn't bother me. He waved a few swords and slashed it five or six times, and immediately removed it from the ground. He was removed from the law. Don't say we were cruel, who made this guy so thin that he was as thin as a rib, without chopping it.

"Awesome!" Seeing that I was so easy to deal with the two bull-killing ghosts, Big Bear and the others raised their hands together and said sighing.

"Haha, I'm not a cow yet, I'm just a sheep, a lamb's sheep." I smiled slightly, rubbed the blood on the cattle, and said modestly.
Chapter completed!