Demon Recovery: I Have the Fetters of the Six Lucky Stars

　　"Someone wants to rebel against Yin and Yang! Turn Hengyang Building into a gate to hell!"

　　As soon as Wei Qianshan's words came out, Jiang Chen turned around quickly, returned to the corridor, and slashed the wall with the ghost-headed knife in his hand.

　　I want to open a hole and leave the Hengyang Building directly.

　　The situation on the eighteenth floor, his own guess, and hearing about the Fierce Demon King, the Gate of Hell, Jiang Chen no longer had any thoughts of continuing to fight.

　　However, nothing happened when the knife hit the outer wall, leaving only a knife mark.

　　Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and without thinking much, he ran down the stairs.

　　Jiang Chen had discovered before that the walls and floors of the building could be chopped as he would, and they would shatter as soon as they were chopped, but the outer wall was extremely strong.

　　Whether it was chopped on it by himself, or the aftermath of the battle fell on it, it was as if nothing had happened.

　　He didn't care at that time, but now he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the outer wall.

　　Jiang Chen was galloping in the stairwell and rushed down quickly.

　　Suddenly, Jiang Chen's footsteps stopped, and his expression became solemn: "Something is wrong! There is a problem!"

　　He kept going downstairs, but the emptiness and coldness of the stairs did not change at all.

　　When going upstairs before, there were subtle changes on each floor.

　　In order to verify his conjecture, Jiang Chen continued to charge down, as fast as lightning.

　　After a while, he finally determined that there was a problem.

　　Because, he has already descended eighteen floors of stairs, but he has not reached the first floor.

　　Jiang Chen's eyes glittered, looking up and down, it was pitch black, as if there was no end.

　　The stairwell was empty and silent, and even the whimpering and whistling stopped. There was only one door, the door of the stairwell.

　　A word appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

　　Hit the wall! .

Chapter 32

　　The so-called ghost hitting the wall is that people can't tell the direction, their self-perception is blurred, no matter how they go, they actually keep spinning in circles.

　　Even after three days and three nights, he is still standing still.

　　If you can't get out of the ghost wall, you will end up trapped in the ghost wall due to various negative factors such as fear, fatigue, and hunger.

　　Jiang Chen saw the phone in his hand, and he didn't know when, it had automatically turned off.

　　Through encountering demons and ghosts before, he knew that these yin qi and ghost qi would have a magnetic field that interfered with this equipment.

　　Like a sudden power outage or something.

　　"What should we do now."

　　Jiang Chen pondered wildly in his heart. He knew that he obviously couldn't get out like this, and he couldn't get out of this ghost hitting the wall.

　　Immediately, Jiang Chen looked at the dragon elephant, and with his ultimate wisdom, the eye of the soul operated the Heavenly Son's Qi Technique, and his pupils were full of platinum qi.

　　However, the entire stairwell was still pitch black, and nothing changed.

　　"Huh!" Jiang Chen let out a long breath.

　　The Emperor's Breathing Technique has no effect.

　　In other words, with his strength, even if there is an emperor's qi technique, it is still not enough to break the ghost wall.

　　The stairwell was dead silent, eerily quiet, there was no whimpering and whistling, only an inexplicable gloomy chill.

　　Looking at the stairwell exit, Jiang Chen walked out.

　　However, the picture in front of him is exactly the picture on the eighteenth floor of Hengyang Building.

　　Jiang Chen turned back to the stairwell, went to the next floor, and walked out of the stairwell.

　　It's still the eighteenth floor.

　　Next, it is still the eighteenth floor.

　　"chaos!"

　　Jiang Chen's eyes showed fierce light, his whole body was agitated with blood, and the chaotic tattoo on his chest was hot, like the eruption of an ancient volcano, and a fierceness filled the air.

　　Fierce God!Evil!Hundreds of ghosts escape!

　　The surrounding situation did not change, Jiang Chen tried to walk out of this stairwell again.

　　Going down to the eighteenth floor, he still couldn't get to the end.

　　At the same time, walking out of the stairwell is still the scene of the eighteenth floor.

　　Jiang Chen's face was gloomy and solemn.

　　He's still on the wall.

　　Not even a Chaos tattoo can break this ghost wall.

　　Yesterday's wave of blessing bags, I thought all my weaknesses were made up.

　　Now it seems that without strength as the basis, these means cannot be exerted at all.

　　Just like now, Jiang Chen didn't know when he was blindfolded and fell into a ghost attacking the wall.

　　Is it when stepping into this Hengyang Building, or when stepping into the eighteenth floor.

　　I don't know when, outside the stairwell, one by one, holding spears, wearing armor, humanoid figures without facial features appeared, ghostly.

　　The spear in his hand instantly stabbed Jiang Chen,

　　"Shh!"

　　Suddenly, Jiang Chen felt a surge of energy, and a murderous intention appeared.

　　Clang!

　　A spear was stabbed on his shoulder, and the golden membrane of the golden bell emerged, making a symphony of gold and iron, so that the spear could not be stored.

　　Looking at the human-shaped ghost in front of him, there are two faint green ghost fires under the armor helmet.

　　"Yin Soldier?"

　　Jiang Chen thought of what Wei Qianshan had said before, and turned against Yin and Yang to open the gate of hell.

　　Could it be that this is the underworld soldier in the nether hell.

　　He didn't think much about it, the ghost-headed knife in his hand was raised horizontally, and he slashed down at the Yin soldier.

　　A knife fell, the Yin soldier was directly split in half by Jiang Chen, turned into a pool of blood on the ground, and disappeared.

　　The other Yin soldiers held spears and charged towards Jiang Chen without any fear.

　　The ghost-headed sword in Jiang Chen's hand danced, turning into a shadow of the sword in the sky, tearing the air, and killing the group of Yin soldiers in front of him.

　　The strength of these yin soldiers is very weak, and they can kill the fourth and fifth rank of resentment.

　　A knife and a shadow soldier.

　　But Jiang Chen found that these Yin soldiers seemed to be endless. As he continued to kill, the more Yin soldiers came to the stairwell.

　　The lucky bag reminder has not sounded.

　　"Mother Gan Lin!" Jiang Chen scolded.

　　He thought that if he couldn't get out of the ghost wall, he would end up trapped in the ghost wall due to various negative factors such as fear, fatigue, and hunger.

　　Isn't that the case with my current situation?

　　There are endless Yin soldiers, even if he is different from ordinary people, if he goes on like this, he will die of exhaustion.

　　Moreover, Wei Qianshan's words appeared in Jiang Chen's mind, there is a vicious ghost king in it!

　　Some people rebel against Yin and Yang, and want to turn Hengyang Building into the gate of hell.

　　Before I thought about it, I saw the ghost qi of Hengyang Building by looking at the qi, and I was able to cope with it.

　　At that time, Wei Qianshan also said that the eighth order of spiritual pressure was detected.

　　This shows that there is a process for this vicious ghost king to reverse yin and yang and transform into the gate of hell, and it takes time.

　　It also takes time for this vicious ghost king to appear.

　　If he keeps going, even if he is not consumed to death, waiting for the evil ghost king to appear, Hengyang Building will be turned into the gate of hell, and he will really be doomed.

　　At this time, there was a faint sound of sadness and music, as if in the sky, but also in the ear, with a terrifying power, making Jiang Chen's heart skip a beat, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

　　It wasn't that he was afraid, it was the terrifying aura that made his body react involuntarily.

　　"Gan!"

　　Jiang Chen's face was ruthless, and he silently thought about the system, and a virtual panel appeared in front of him.

　　There are thirteen lucky bags lying on the small grid below.

　　Now Jiang Chen can no longer manage so much, this is his only vitality.

　　Now there is no way to escape.

　　Two horizontal and one vertical, is a dry word.

　　If I don't resolve the matter today, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave.

　　That being the case, after opening the lucky bag over there, go in and take a look.

　　Look at how fierce and evil this [-]th floor is!

　　It's really impossible to achieve eighteen levels of hell!

　　"If the process of opening the lucky bag dies, the resentment in my heart will turn into a ghost and kill you all!"

　　Jiang Chen threw the ghost-headed sword into a pestle, and the heads of the evil ghosts appeared from the ghost-headed sword, and the suffocating energy of killing karma filled the air, making these shadow soldiers and ghosts dare not approach.

　　"Come on, see how far I can reach this time!"

　　In an instant, thirteen lucky bags were all opened!