Chapter 95
The two hadn't been happy for a long time, and suddenly the skeleton soldiers on the ground shook again.

When Wang Fukun saw something was wrong, he shouted loudly: "The skeleton soldier is alive again, and we have a better chance of getting rid of it separately."

Wang Fukun taunted the skeleton soldiers: "Come and catch me, you dead skeletons are not so peaceful after death, or..."

Before Wang Fukun finished speaking, the skeleton soldiers chased after them. These skeleton soldiers are unconscious skeletons. When they see any human beings or living things, they will rush to chase them down. They will not fall asleep until they kill them. There is no need Wang Fukun seduces.

With such a large number of skeleton soldiers, Wang Fukun was extremely upset, but he couldn't fight them. He saw the mountain in front of him running up.

This feeling is like a strong and powerful man being chased and beaten by a group of children, who would feel uncomfortable if he changed.

But until he ran to the top of the mountain, the skeleton soldiers from behind were still chasing after him. Wang Fukun turned around and said angrily, "I didn't hit you because I didn't want to waste my energy. I didn't expect you to go on endlessly. Go to death!"

The palms of both hands cast flames, and the flames spewed out flames from the palms, burning to all the skeleton soldiers behind. Flames and lightning have always been the nemesis of skeletons and ghosts. Wang Fukun continued to release flames, and the skeleton soldiers were slowly burned to ashes.

"Whoosh!"

As the skeleton soldiers are eliminated.

Wang Fukun took advantage of the situation and lay down on the ground, gasping for breath. Although these skeleton soldiers were not very strong, they were numerous in number, and it would take a long time to burn them, which was too much of a waste of energy.

He felt that his flame was not good enough, if it was Peng Jiang, it would be easy to solve it.

"Hey! It's still not strong enough. I don't know how Shura is doing?"

Wang Fukun was a little worried in his heart, but Shura should have been here before, so it shouldn't be a problem.

At this time, a girl appeared on the mountain, saw Wang Fukun lying on the ground, thought he was injured and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

"Ah, Huo Ling..."

Wang Fukun was not calm anymore, what's going on, since Huo Ling appeared here, she is still so cute and beautiful.

Seeing Huo Ling smiling happily, Wang Fukun covered his chest, pretending that he couldn't stand up.

Huo Ling hurried to his side and asked, "How are you, where does it hurt?"

"I was hurt, it hurts so much!"

Wang Fukun pretended to be in pain.

Huo Ling just wanted to check it out, but realized in an instant that this person was pretending at first sight, how can someone be so energetic when someone is injured.

She lowered her head, stood up with a red face, and said nothing. Wang Fukun saw Huo Ling lowered her head, her face flushed.

Could it be that the performance of defeating the skeleton soldiers just now was too masculine, which moved Huo Ling's heart again?oops!How embarrassing!

It seems that there will be more performances in the future.

Just when he secretly rejoiced, Huo Ling suddenly kicked Wang Fukun to the edge of the cliff with a ferocious face.

"Go to hell with me!"

The kick was originally on the edge of the cliff, Wang Fukun was unprepared, he smiled and glanced at Huo Ling, then fell into the abyss, this abyss has a suction force.

At this time, there was a gust of wind, which directly blew Wang Fukun into a chaotic place, and he woke up after more than ten minutes.

Wang Fukun felt a little dizzy, in fact, he knew just now that he was hallucinating, but even so, he was willing to see Huo Ling again.

After waking up, he looked at the surrounding environment, it was pitch black, there was smoke everywhere, and he couldn't see the way.

"Is something wrong with this ghost place? It's smoky, and it feels like something terrible is about to come out!"

He muttered and walked forward.

As he walked aimlessly, he was extra careful.

At this time, Wang Fukun saw a blood-colored altar appearing in front of him, and went up to check and found that it was a town platform mainly formed of jade and evil tools.

In the middle of the Dharma platform was written Jianlintai. Wang Fukun felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. After observing for a while, he continued to move forward.

After walking for almost an hour, I found that there was no end. I went back to Jianlintai, sat in front of the platform and observed carefully again. There were some blood-colored transparent souls around the platform.

And these soul bodies didn't look like humans or monsters, but they looked like his own blood. He stretched out his hand and inhaled these blood-red soul bodies into his body.

The strength of the body instantly increased by a layer, and the injuries caused before were also repaired. Could this soul body also be the power of the devil?

This is much stronger than the average soul body, but it is also suitable for people of blood clan like him to absorb it. It is estimated that normal warriors will be harmful instead of beneficial.

After absorbing the demon spirit, he also knew the location of the next altar.

When Wang Fukun saw that the second altar was settled, he still arranged it in the same way. With the experience of the first altar, he didn't have any ink marks. After absorbing the demon spirit, he continued to walk to the next altar.

When he reached the eighth platform, a lot of black dead energy appeared around him, and he turned into a human form to attack him.

Wang Fukun shattered the human form of death qi with one punch, and instead of dissipating the death qi after being attacked, it transformed into two human figures.

He found that these lifeless dolls would hit more and more, so he couldn't think of a way to do it. He took the jade stone on the altar and smashed one in his hand to see if it would have any effect.

As a result, it changed into three this time, Wang Fukun picked up the brake and smashed one more with a wry smile, no surprise this time it was four.

"What the hell is this? The more you fight, the more you play. This is cheating and bullying honest people."

Wang Fukun said emotionally.

However, the deadly human form didn't care so much, and continued to attack him endlessly.

Wang Fukun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said cursingly: "Who can cheat, I'm waiting for you bastards."

He gathered the blood-colored soul power he had absorbed before, and after blasting the blood-colored flame with a punch, all the dead energy instantly dissipated.

With such powerful power, this blood-colored soul must be extraordinary. I found eight stages along the way. There are no rules for each stage, but there are rules.

The location changes according to the change of the mountain, and the people who set up these altars certainly don't want people to find anything.

"There must be a dark secret, I have to go and see, maybe there is something good."

So Wang Fukun continued to walk forward according to the prompt of the eighth platform.

After walking for a while, Wang Fukun felt that he had walked into the middle of the eight altars, which should be the last altar, and it was very likely that there was either opportunity or danger ahead.

There was a fire in front of him, Wang Fukun walked forward slowly, his heart was beating wildly, when he approached the fire, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A huge round platform appeared in front of it, surrounded by abyss, Wang Fukun walked up to the round platform and looked around, only to see that there was no road other than the round platform.

It was unknown whether it was blood or magma flowing below the abyss, but the high temperature emitted made him feel manic and crazy.

"This temperature can stimulate my murderous aura. After a long time, it will make people lose control. What the hell is this place?"

Wang Fukun suppressed the murderous pressure with the power of the Bleeding Curse, and opened the shield with the bit of bloody soul power he got just now.

Then after the shield was opened, the same blood-colored souls appeared below the abyss, and they all entered Wang Fukun's body centered on him.

Only then did Wang Fukun understand from the bloody soul power that this is the secret realm of the Abyss King, and the souls here are the souls of every warrior who died in Abyss City.

The Abyss King regards the entire Abyss City as a platform for collecting souls. As long as people die in the city, their souls will float here to be assimilated by the abyss.

It looks like magma is flowing under the abyss, but it is actually the souls of thousands of people flowing. Although Wang Fukun hates this practice, all the power has been absorbed by him now.

When I think about it carefully, I am actually not a good person. When I was with Huayi, I said it was good for her, but it was actually for my own selfishness.

After absorbing these blood-colored souls, Wang Fukun's rank has directly reached a high-ranking martial artist at the first level of the ninth rank. Now he has reached a realm that many people can't reach in a lifetime.

He also knew how to get out, dripped the blood from his cut hand on the round platform, a beam of light appeared on the round platform and sent Wang Fukun out.

When he came outside, he had already reached the secret room. Seeing that Wang Fukun finally came out, Yi happily said, "You finally came out. I thought you were in danger?"

"I'm fine, Shura hasn't come out yet?"

Wang Fukun asked.

"She came out a long time ago, but she was injured a little, and I asked her to heal her injuries."

"Then let's go see the Abyss King now."

Wang Fukun smiled and moved forward. Now he is confident that he can defeat the opponent, and he doesn't want to procrastinate.

(End of this chapter)

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