My body has hell

Chapter 130
"How did you find out?" One of the masked men tore off his black scarf and asked Liu Feixue coldly.

"I should be the one who asked the question, not you!" Liu Feixue shouted coldly, "Who told you to set this trap to deceive me?"

"Zi is a Zhongshan wolf, if you succeed, you will be rampant! Don't think that if you strike first, you will escape your fate. If you kill my Hanshan faction, do you still want to live? If you escape from here, I won't have to wait. "The masked man said angrily.

"You don't have to drink a toast, it seems like you guys don't understand the current situation!" Liu Feixue seemed to be saying some innocuous words, but in fact he was using these words to cover up his real purpose.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became dark, the sky turned into blood clouds, the green grass turned into white bones, the clear water suddenly turned into bloody water, everything changed.

"Boss, this kid is weird, let's get out first." Seeing this sudden change, someone obviously became timid.

"Bastard, if this kid is allowed to go back alive and report to Hong Yun, I'm afraid we will die even worse." The man who tore off the black scarf shouted sharply.

"But...but what exactly is this place?"

"Welcome everyone to Jiuyou Hell." As he was speaking, he saw a bloody sun hanging in the sky, and a throne made of white bones appeared on the high platform in front of him. Sitting on it was Liu Feixue, and Liu Feixue Standing beside him were Cui Tongyun holding ghost pliers, Qin Ruoyu holding ghost scissors, and Li Gui with an iron tree hanging above his head.

On both sides of the corridor paved with dense white bones, there are tongue-pulling ghosts, limb-severing ghosts and thorny ghosts standing with terrifying faces.

At this moment, Liu Feixue, with the mirror platform hanging high above his head, looked at the monks of the Hanshan School indifferently, as if he didn't take these people seriously at all.

"Boy, what kind of blindfold did you use to create such a weird illusion?" After all, the disciples of the Hanshan School are also bloody men. Although some are timid, there are also many bold ones. Although they are frightened by the ghosts on both sides , but the mood is relatively stable.

"Bold, you dare to speak like that to the young master, you should hit him!" Cui Tongyun beside him yelled, and saw countless red shadows flying up, but it was the tongue of the tongue-pulling ghost who hit the monk like a whip, and pulled out Bright red marks.

"Boss, this is not an illusion, it's real." The beaten Hanshan sect disciple gritted his teeth and mouth in pain, and shouted at the leader with the strongest cultivation base.

"Impossible. He is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage. How can he create such a space? Even a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage may not be able to do it." The leader was also shocked, but he couldn't explain the current situation.

"You are smart to wait. The monks in the alchemy stage can create the phantom mirage, after all, it is just something to confuse the enemy, but the monks in the Yuanying stage can condense this illusion into a solid, it is the Xumizi space. There is neither alchemy stage cultivation nor Nascent Soul stage cultivation stage, so naturally there is no such supernatural power, but there is a good thing that has a different path, but you don't know it." Liu Feixue smiled faintly, and then said coldly, " You just need to tell who is the messenger behind it, and I will spare you from death."

"Joke, do you think you are coaxing a three-year-old child?" The leader sneered, "Look at me breaking your blindfold!"

While speaking, something suddenly appeared on his hand, which was a transparent flying ice silkworm. When it flew into the air, it had already transformed into a six-foot-long body.

"If it's really a toast, I don't want to eat fine wine. I'm the master of my territory, but you want to overwhelm the master." Liu Feixue winked, and immediately saw the three judges attacking at the same time. The torture tools in their hands were as powerful as intermediate magic weapons.

Cui Tongyun's ghost pincers opened, and they were several feet long, clamping the ice silkworm's wings, and then pulled hard, and tore the wings off.

Qin Ruoyu divided the ghost scissors into two halves, one half in one hand, but it moved on the ice silkworm like two strange long knives, but for a moment, the ice silkworm seemed to be dismantled by a butcher, leaving only an empty shell in an instant.

The iron tree on Li Gui's head spread its branches and leaves, and flew out countless thorns, smashing the ice silkworm with only its shell left, and even killing a few monks of the Hanshan sect with relatively low cultivation levels in an instant.

"It can't be done—these guys are not human, we are not their opponents, let's run away quickly." There are not many people who can keep their faces in the face of death, and there are even fewer people who can talk and laugh freely when Mount Tai collapses in front of them. Even though they looked calm before, once a dead person appeared and the powerful ice silkworm was easily killed, their confidence was shaken, and naturally they became afraid.

"You have all seen that it is so easy for me to kill you as a divine emissary. You should tell the truth quickly, or you will die a miserable death." After doing this kind of thing once, you will no longer hesitate. As the lord of the underworld, You may see such scenes every day. If you don't have a hard heart, you will be depressed.

"I said, I said—!" Someone finally couldn't help shouting.

However, as soon as this person made a sound, he was punched in the chest by the leader, turned into ice and shattered to death, and his soul flew out immediately.

Seeing this, Liu Feixue was overjoyed, and waved at the three judges: "Don't wait, shoot or kill."

Using Yinfeng Claw to pinch the soul in his hand, and absorb the memory fragments within, Liu Feixue immediately revealed an angry expression.

"Well, you Ou Shan, you dare to plot against me like this. I thought it was because you are the deputy hall master of Fu Motang, and I didn't want to argue with you. It seems that it is very important to keep you." Liu Feixue sneered, turning into Lan Guang flew away from the underworld, and the remaining disciples of the Hanshan sect could be dealt with by the three judges, and he didn't need to do it himself.

In the silent wilderness, a figure appeared, it was Liu Feixue who was talking to himself, those Hanshan sect disciples had already disappeared.

"It's really helpless. Even if you want to absorb the memory fragments of those ghosts, they must agree. Otherwise, there is no need to go to such trouble. Just kill and snatch the memory fragments. It took a long time. I don't know if Ou Shan still wants to Whatever you do, you have to catch up quickly."

Soul consciousness is the most mysterious part of human beings, so the structure is extremely complicated. To extract memory fragments from it is like opening the password of a system with an extremely complicated structure. Once it is wrong, it will cause the entire system to collapse, so It's not that Liu Feixue is not straightforward, it's really helpless.

Just now the monk voluntarily told Liu Feixue the mastermind behind the scenes that Liu Feixue had this code, so that he could easily find what he wanted.

The blue light flew up, and Liu Feixue chased after the giant fire crow at an extremely fast speed. Fortunately, the speed of the giant fire crow was not fast. As long as Liu Feixue stepped up to catch up, he would be able to catch up within a moment.

"Old ghost Ou Shan, I, Liu Feixue, must have peeled off your skin!" An angry shout resounded in the sky, like a thunderclap, passing by in an instant.

(End of this chapter)