The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

No one answered his question, and everyone followed behind Qing Ming, heading straight towards the city.

Soon, they came to the outskirts of the city, where many undead were conducting various commercial trades, surrounded by stalls, and the crowd was extremely large, at least 10,000+.

Although there are many undead, the atmosphere is cold, and few people are talking to each other.

"It actually has a breath of life!"

Mu Bai's divine sense swept away, and he was immediately shocked.

Many vendors here actually have the breath of life. I don’t know how they entered hell alive. This is incredible, and the items and equipment they sell are at least artifact-level, and the variety is dazzling.

At this time, Aqiong took advantage of the crowds and whispered to Mu Bai: "These are plane merchants, they paid high commissions, and they can only enter Hell for business and trade activities under the protection of the ancient gods. It is a normal behavior in hell, but merchants need to pay high taxes in order to get the protection of the city lord."

Hearing this, Mu Bai was relieved, it seems that people from other planes can enter here, so there is a way to go back.

Arjun seemed to have guessed Mu Bai's thoughts, and said: "It is not impossible for the dead spirit to return, but the price is very high. Unless one can cultivate to the level of soul transformation, there is no ability to return at all."

In hell, the necromancers who can practice to transform their souls are almost rare. Most of the necromancers are very weak existences, and even their survival is a problem. It is impossible to return to the mainland. It is dead and cannot be resurrected.

Mu Bai was also a little worried. When he woke up, he was in hell. After he separated from his physical body, he didn’t know how the physical body was doing. Come here, but no matter what, he must see Han Yan and the child before he is reconciled.

"Who is this? What a terrifying breath."

At this time, all the dead spirits in the suburbs were terrified when they saw Qing Ming and his party, especially the aura of the god-killing beast that Qing Ming sat down with her, it was too terrifying.

The crowded road immediately gave Qing Ming a straight road leading to the city.

Mu Bai sighed in his heart.

Once upon a time, I was so beautiful on the mainland, but now I am reduced to hell, but exist like ants, it is really a trick of fate.