As soon as this said, all the undead who heard this were frightened and panicked, and screamed like ghosts and wolves in fear. Many undead who had poor ability in their hearts were scared to death by themselves before Wuqi could even take action. They were shocked and collapsed with a "bang!"

Only the undead with the strongest psychological endurance survived, but what survived was only the fear in their hearts. They were still unable to change the cruel consequences of being killed. They were all killed by Wuqi, and their souls exploded and dissipated in the bursts one after another.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Don't kill me...please don't..."

"No!!! Sir, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please..."

However, Wuqi did not intend to kill all the people, and finally a dead spirit was left behind, which made the surviving dead spirit full of confusion. He looked at Wuqi in confusion and asked tremblingly: "Big...Master...Don't you kill me?"

Wuqi shook his head and said, "You were involved in that matter just now. How can I eliminate the hatred in my heart if I don't kill you?"

When he heard this, the surviving necromancer trembled violently and was shocked. He was stunned and motionless, unable to speak for a long time. From a distance, time seemed to stop on it, and for a moment, like a wooden carving, without any reaction.

This is the reaction after being frightened. Wuqi wants this undead to understand how easy it is to kill the other person and can start at any time.

Now, the reaction of this necromancer is almost no different from the expected one. He was very satisfied. Before the necromancer could speak, he smiled and nodded again. He changed his mind and then said, "However, I am in some trouble now and need someone to help me. If you can really help me, I can offset your previous sins.

Let you have a way of life and let you continue to grow food in this hell with peace of mind. Do you want to help me?"

"I think so! I really want it!! Really, sir!!! I didn't lie to you! Tell me, what kind of thing is it? As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you. Never hesitate!"

"Okay." Wuqi nodded. This made him more satisfied and said with a smile: "Then I won't beat around the bush. I like it directly. You just need to tell me how to go to the next level of hell. If you can't go, you can tell me how to find the guardian of your level of hell. Of course, if you can solve these two things for me, it would be best.

However, I am not greedy. If you have limited ability, you can only do one of them. But if you can't do either of these things, you can't blame me..."

Speaking of this, Wuqi's eyes immediately showed an extremely strong murderous intent. After seeing this, the undead was so scared that his soul trembled violently and responded in an instant. Before Wuqi could finish his words, it took the initiative to interrupt, nodded quickly while saying with a very fast speed: "Sir, don't worry!

Although my ability is limited and I cannot do both things for you, there is absolutely no problem in doing one of them. Sir, if it is convenient for you now, please come with me, I know how to go to the next level of hell."

"Very good, I just like you." Wuqi nodded and said with satisfaction: "Then lead the way."

A few hours later, under the leadership of this undead, Wuqi came to a gate that looked simple and unpretentious. This door was not painted on the wall, but a door that was no different from a real thatched hut. Behind the door was a illusory hut. The moment he saw this door, Wuqi even wondered whether the undead was deceiving himself.

I have seen the Gate of Hell before, how could it be such an ordinary Gate?

However, when Wuqi saw the undead who led the way in front of him walked straight in without hesitation, he was a little stupid. Because, from the time when the undead entered the door and its figure disappeared, he completely walked into the door, the door never opened from beginning to end, that is to say, the undead seemed to be sucked in by this door, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

What the hell is it? This door has never even been opened. How did the undead just now walk in? Does this guy want to humiliate me? It is very likely. Otherwise, why would you bring me such a strange door? This is obviously not the gate of hell. Damn, I should have blocked it earlier just now. What should I do now?

Wuqi hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he thought about it carefully and carefully considered the priorities of the matter. He still chose to trust the other party, took a deep breath, and walked towards the unopened door.

Within a step, Wuqi stepped into the door. He originally thought that his feet would be blocked by the door because of his physical body. Unexpectedly, his feet that he stepped out were like they could penetrate the door and suddenly disappeared into the door. Until this time, Wuqi suddenly realized what was going on.

So that's it! After working on it for a long time, this door was fake, it was like an illusion. It seemed that there was a door here, but it was actually not at all! It scared me.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi finally shook his head and smiled, put down all his guards, completely relaxed himself, and couldn't help but laugh at himself for being too cautious.

"It seems that after I came to hell, I was scared a lot and became a conditioned reflex. When I saw the incredible phenomenon, I felt like a trap. However, since I have seen through it, there is nothing to be afraid of. Let me take a good look at what is behind this door."

Then, as he finished speaking, Wuqi's other foot gently stepped forward, and his whole person disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already in a pitch-black passage. Until he entered this passage, Wuqi completely believed that the undead who led the way had not deceived him.

Because this is not a dangerous passage, nor an unfamiliar passage, it is the most common passage between each layer of hell. Wuqi is very familiar with it. When he was in the first few layers of hell, he walked through such passage several times.

Of course, if you are just familiar with the passage, you cannot let Wuqi completely let go of your guard. What really makes him completely trust the words of the dead is the undead itself.

Because, just as he completely entered the false gate just now and entered this passage, he saw a familiar figure and stood beside him and waited for him. It was not someone else, but the undead who entered here by himself not long ago.

The undead saw that he had just come in now, and he was obviously a little surprised and panicked. He said in an urgent voice: "Sir, why are you here now? I...I..."

When Wuqi heard this, he was a little puzzled. What was going on with this undead? Isn’t it better to come in late? Doesn’t the other party want him to not come in? Why do he hope he will come in early? He really couldn’t figure it out, so he asked in confusion: “What’s wrong? Why are you so anxious?”

"Sir, don't you know how dangerous it is to bring a stranger into the hell passage privately? This is completely forbidden in hell. If someone discovers it, my life will be lost. So, I hope you...you can finish the passage quickly. In this way, I can go back." The deceased replied timidly.

As soon as this said, Wuqi suddenly realized that no wonder this undead spirit had been waiting for him at the door instead of running away alone early. It turned out that he was worried about this.

With this in mind, his trust in the undead in front of him was then increased to the limit. Although he was a little disgusted with this undead who was afraid of death, he was not satisfied with what the other party did.

The next series of processes will be much smoother. Under the leadership of the timid and fearless necromancer, Wuqi successfully walked through the passage without any obstacles. Then, he stepped out of the passage and stepped into a new layer of hell, but it would be fine if he didn't step into this layer of hell. As soon as he stepped in, he heard an unpleasant voice.

The screams here were endless, like surging rivers, one after another, one after another, one after another, one tone higher than another, making Wuqi urge to beat people almost as soon as he arrived at this level of hell, because it was too noisy and completely polluted his ears.

"ah……"

"Please let me go...Please...Ah..."

"No...no...ah..."

"Why is this used to me? I don't want to do this... Please let me go..."

"Sir, don't! Don't... no..."

At the same time, the undead led by Wuqi was unable to bear it. The soul trembled violently and almost collapsed. Fortunately, at the critical moment, it seemed to have taken some protective measures in front of its chest, so it did not collapse in the end. Otherwise, the sound here alone would be enough to make its soul scatter.

"Master...Sir... This is the hell you are coming to. I...I can't stand it anymore...I have brought you here...Can I let me go back? I really can't stand it...I..." The undead asked in a begging tone with a bitter face.

Wuqi looked at the other party carefully, turned his head and looked at the dark hell behind him, confirming that his feelings were correct. This should be a new level of hell, so he waved his hand, ignored it, and walked straight to the direction behind him with Xiaobai.
Chapter completed!