forbidden area

Chapter 504 Dangerous

Just when I was sighing, an unexpected guest came from outside the ice hell.It was a person hiding in a dark hooded suit, or a ghost.

It lowered the brim of its hat, wrapped its clothes tightly, and shivered in the cold wind.

It walked slowly without saying a word.It wasn't until he reached the bottom of the Ice Palace that he raised his head and glanced at the magnificent Ice Palace.

When he raised his head, the horrible face formed by the white tendons and red muscles was revealed. His mouth full of white teeth and protruding bloodshot eyeballs were terrifying like a ghost.It was as if someone had peeled off a layer of skin, it let out a breath, and the breath turned into ice slag.

"Every time I see this Ice Palace, I think why a ghost like the Ice Prison Master has such creativity."

It said, and then patted the black clothes on its body. The ghost body in the clothes seemed to have been peeled off.As it spoke, it was bleeding in many places.Its muscles were twitching, as if it was enduring the pain, and the blood in its eyeballs turned even heavier.

Even if this appearance is not a ghost, walking on the street will scare many timid mortals to death.

At this time, the gate of the Ice Palace was closed, and no voice responded.

"I didn't expect Yang Ming to sneak into this ice hell and become a ghost messenger after a short delay. And this ice prison master can't come out of seclusion, so I don't have a chance to play. But it's okay, this is even better. Things that are beneficial to me. Yang Ming, I thought I would have no chance to see you again, but I didn't expect you to actually come to Huangquan. Well, I will definitely let you know what price you will pay if you don't keep your promise!"

It gritted its teeth, full of hatred, with blood gurgling down its face.

Then he groped in his bosom for a long time, and found a dark branch stuck on the ground three inches in front. This branch seemed to be made into a long small bottle.Sitting cross-legged, it inhaled the cold wind deeply through its skinless nose.It doesn't seem to care about these cold winds, or even the harm these cold winds cause to it.

It just sat like this, with blood oozing out of its body, flowing on the ground to form a blossoming ice lotus, and then shattered.

After about a stick of incense, it felt that it was almost done sitting, then fixed its eyes on that small branch, and then rubbed its hands together.

The tops of the branches began to smoke, and black flames burned rapidly.This flame is also strange, there is no fluctuation in the cold wind, as if the cold wind can't blow it at all, can't affect it.

This is the fire of hell, and there is this hell fire when the gate of hell is closed in the yang world, so ghosts cannot pass through the gate of hell at will.

And when the fire of hell burned, the twig shook, and there was a screaming sound from inside, as if something was screaming inside.

"Yang Ming, Yang Ming..."

At this time, the black-clothed ghost kept murmuring a person's name, and then poured into the black branch.The word seemed to form a substance, forming a face pouring into it.Gradually, a wave of resentment rose up, the branch stopped shaking, and after burning for another three sticks of incense, the branch was finally burnt into a pile of ashes, and a grimacing worm could be vaguely seen inside.

That grimace has formed the name that the ghost in black said.

Swish.

The fire of hell was extinguished, and the ghost insect turned into a cloud of human face smoke, which was not affected by the cold wind.

"Yang Ming, even if you are treacherous like a ghost, you are still a ghost now. I will let you die, hehehe. Go!" The black-clothed ghost looked at Yang Ming's face in front of him, and immediately waved his hand. The smoke from the face floated to the front of the door of the Ice Palace.

There is an invisible pressure in the Ice Palace, which seems to be preventing it from entering, making it linger here.

hiss!
After a while, only a hissing sound was heard, and two one-eyed snake heads suddenly appeared on the ground. Looking at the mist in the face, the two one-eyed snake heads shrank their green pupils with vertical stripes, and sucked in their nostrils.

Immediately, the smoke was sucked in from the face and screamed.

Hiss!

The two one-eyed snake heads entangled and screamed, as if they were very excited.Then red eyes appeared in their eyes, and their faces were also exposed. They uttered a cry, then turned to the ground and disappeared.

"Hey hey! Yang Ming, Yang Ming, if you are locked by the male and female Cyclops, even if you can resist it, you will not be able to escape the power of the Ice Prison Lord. The Ice Prison Master and the male and female Cyclops are in one body. I see what you want How to hide. Quack quack!"

As the black-clothed ghost said, he waved his robe, got into it again, and left slowly.

The pile of ashes scattered with the wind at this moment.

"no!"

At this time, I didn't know it, and I was still looking for it in the ice hell.

Zang Feng is worthy of being Zang Feng, each of the eight hells he created has its own merits, and it is even possible to faintly communicate with the power of the underworld to refine these ghosts and immortals.In constant suffering, let hell itself grow in power.In fact, there is also a meaning of training, refining all the dross of the ghost level, leaving the essence that can be promoted.

Anyway, there are countless ghosts at the level of ghost generals, and those at the level of ghosts and immortals are like carp crossing the river.

After thinking about it, there are hundreds of thousands of low-grade ghosts in Inner King City, and many of them are selected in this way, so I feel terrible.Moreover, these eight hells cannot be built in a short period of time, so when did Zangfeng start to lay out the layout.

I also felt that the more I practiced, the more I felt oppressed by Zangfeng.

"Fortunately, this time we don't have to face Shang Zang Feng head-on. We just need to steal Xiaoyou and Gui Xi to retreat. Wait, Zang Feng. Although you are getting stronger, I am also getting stronger. Get stronger and stronger, until one day, I can step on you."

I shook hands and looked firmly.

In the past three days, I have been to Calling Hell twice, but I have not seen Huang Daxian.

It's still in hell, I don't know what's going on, have I seen the so-called city lord, I don't even know if he was discovered.But I haven't received any news from my side. Naturally, Huang Daxian should be fine, he is so smart.

On the contrary, I am still at a loss.

I guessed that the entrance to the prison should be in the Ice Palace, but at this time the Ice Prison Master is sleeping and recuperating in it, so naturally I can't disturb it.

Whenever I think of those two snakes, I feel horrible.

This Ice Prisoner feels mysterious to me. I asked around insincerely during the investigation, but no one knows what kind of ghost body the Ice Prisoner is, only that it should be a ghost.And there is also information that its eyes were poked blind before, and then a male and a female Cyclops were raised to act as eyes.

Others, I have no news at all, which makes me dare not act rashly at all.

However, there is another piece of news that makes me a little interested. Once the Ice Prison Lord is injured, he will fall into a deep sleep and sleep for three days and three nights, so he hasn't woken up yet.

However, when it is sleeping, the male and female Cyclops will leave its body, then patrol, and quickly call the police when they find danger.

The male and female one-eyed snakes of the Ice Prison Master can identify people by the fluctuation of their souls, so it basically prevents the possibility of anyone approaching.

I thought about it, this is simply a positioning radar, how can I go there secretly, the only time is waiting for him to enter the palace.

But what makes me more gratified is that the disappearance of the ice ghost did not attract the attention of ghosts.The ghost messengers here often enter the Inner King City to do business or practice, and it is normal to disappear for a few days. The ghost messengers here rarely have friends.

My subordinates, who saw it on the first day, were busy torturing the ghosts the rest of the time.

At the beginning, I felt sympathy for these ghosts, and I had the urge to let them go, but as the ghosts gradually disappeared, my spirit became dull.

I gradually entered into a third vision, and no longer brought my own emotions into it.

Hell has no language and no consciousness. It does not judge good and evil. It is always ghosts and hell kings who judge good and evil.

I gradually understood this truth, and I felt that my ten halls of Yama sacrifice had been sublimated again.I can't wait to try it, but I won't experiment here, it's too dangerous.

"what."

I suddenly found that my spirit seemed to be locked.

dangerous.

(End of this chapter)