man returning from hell

Chapter 413 Ghost City, Blood Moon Sky, Soul Arena
The wind is blowing!
All the souls stared blankly at the scene in front of them, Meng Po next to her was trembling, and there was a look called fear of the soul on her pervasive face.

She saw a scene she couldn't believe.

More than a dozen members of the law enforcement team were caught without resistance under that huge bloody hand.

Then, it was crushed and kneaded into a ball like a snack, thrown into his mouth, chewed, and finally swallowed, becoming his nourishment!

And his face was still extremely calm.

It was as if he didn't feel that his face at the moment, under that calmness, was so permeating!

"It feels very familiar!"

Lin Tang murmured.

There was a hint of fascination on his face.

How long has it been like this feeling of using the soul as nourishment? I haven't been able to do whatever I want like this?

It's just more than a dozen Shenqiao realms, and the souls that don't reach the other side are actually extremely pure, full of ghost power and purity, and even just after eating them, they can feel the slight agitation of the soul.

this is hell...

A place where all ghost cultivators yearn for.

It is also the place where all ghost cultivators don't want to stay.

Here, killing and being killed are just the norm...

Because everyone is the most delicious food, full of blackness and desire to kill.

Here is where a real ghost cultivator should be.

I didn't go to see the group of souls around me, not even that, Po Meng didn't go to see.

They still don't see enough to make Lin Tang feel excited.

Even if you eat all of it, you can't feel the fullness of your soul.

Thinking of this, Lin Tang moved towards the nearest city step by step.

Looking at Lin Tang who was leaving, Po Meng couldn't stand still, she just slumped on the ground.

Immediately, a piercing laugh came out: "It's over, it's over, it's all over..."

The entire law enforcement team was swallowed as nourishment.

It's not just the guy who's done.

I am also finished.

The entire City of Shadows will not let him go, and he, the entire eighteenth floor of hell, will not let him go...

……

"City of Shadows?"

Standing under the city wall, looking at the eerie ghost city in front of him, and looking at the three familiar words on it, Lin Tang muttered, never thinking that this return would actually appear in this ghost city. .

"Really, I'm back at my home!"

Hell, also known as Jiuyou Hell, another name: Eighteen Levels of Hell!

The eighteenth floor is not the real eighteenth floor, but the eighteenth city!

They are Yinhun, Wandering, Evil Ghost, Tianbie, Senluo, Soul Eater, Wusoul, etc...

These eighteen cities are distributed throughout hell, like a huge gossip, surrounding the whole hell.

Inside it is Jiuyou, which is Jiuluo City.

A dead city
Erluo Black and White City

Sanluo Judge City

and many more……

But this is only Jiu Luo Dian.

It's just the power on the bright side of hell, the real power is the real Eighteen Palaces under Jiuluo City!
These eighteen halls are the real hell, the center of power that controls the operation of the entire hell. Only through these ten halls can you see the real king of hell, the so-called hall of the king of hell!
It was also Lin Tang's mansion, and the fire of hell was there!

As for why this is Lin Tang's home, there is no one else. When he was buried in the sea and entered hell, what he came to was this city of ghosts!
"Thousands of years, come back again, but things are different, and since this is the starting point of the past, now, it has become the starting point of the deity all at once!"

Of course, Lin Tang also knew that everything was different.

When I came here, I was just a weak soul, but now, although I can't say that I am strong, it is far higher than the original starting point.

This is his advantage in surviving in hell!
With a little disguise, although you can't hide some real strong people, at least you can hide it from some ordinary ghost cultivators.

Just like in my memory, the entire Yinhun City is extremely dark, and the blood moon is shrouded all the year round, and the sky cannot be seen.

The road was extremely deserted. Although some people could be seen from time to time, most of them just walked past in a hurry.

But there are still people!

Since it is a city, it is naturally a place where some struggles are prohibited.

Just like Yizhuang...

It used to be a place for the dead, but in hell it has become the safest fortress for everyone...

The first place Lin Tang came to was here.

He walked in the Yizhuang in a low-key manner. As in his memory, this place vaguely became a small underground market.

All the things that ghost cultivators need, all exist here!

Pills, blood essence, etc...

The whole Yizhuang was bustling like never before, which was different from the coldness outside. When Lin Tang walked in, not many people noticed.

However, he still clearly found a difference.

Although the entire Yizhuang was lively, there was a bloodthirsty excitement on the faces of everyone.

"Hurry up, what else are you carrying? Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"Where else can we go? The Soul Arena has already started. This time is the last batch!"

"What? The last batch?"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly showed a meaningful smile on their faces: "If this is a surviving soul, it's really not bad. Good choice!"

"That's right, let's go!"

Someone smiled and hurriedly headed in a certain direction together.

Lin Tang was slightly taken aback: "The last match in the Soul Arena?"

My memory, because of this name, was pulled up...

Fighting Soul Arena!
Lin Tang's starting point!
In hell, Huangquan Road will open every other month.

Afterwards, countless awakened souls will be brought to the soul fighting arena by the law enforcement team to start fighting.

And the limit of the number of people each time is not fixed.

Tens of thousands at least, unlimited at most.

Back then when I was arrested and sent to the Soul Fighting Arena, there were at least one hundred thousand souls in that battle.

Every time, they have to stand out from all the people and become half of them, until the last ten people!
Lin Tang no longer wants to think about the pain, because he doesn't want to think about it.

As for the fate of the last ten people, some will be taken by the law enforcement team, some will be taken back by some sects, and some will even be regarded as ghost tripods!

The latter is the most pitiful, the middle is the luckiest, and once the front is the front, it is life and death.

Either soaring into the sky, or life is worse than death, no one is sure!
Back then, I belonged to the kind of life that was worse than death.

Unexpectedly, I just came back and encountered the last soul fighting field...

Thinking of this, Lin Tang hesitated for a while, and headed towards the spirit fighting field in his memory.

If you come here, you might be able to find traces of your little sister.

(End of this chapter)