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

　　He suppressed his thoughts, closed his eyes, and suppressed the three fires. Only then did he feel as if the elevator was moving.

　　This hospital was full of ghosts, and when I walked in, I didn't see a ghost, which was obviously abnormal.

　　And in the past, under the magnetic field of monsters and monsters, electronic devices were basically destroyed and could not be used.

　　So Jiang Chen guessed that there was obviously something wrong with this so-called elevator. Otherwise, he didn't see any ghosts, but there was a yin qi that kept blowing his three fires.

　　"Ding!"

　　The sound of the elevator door rang, Jiang Chen opened his eyes, and immediately bursts of gray-black mist and gloomy wind came over the surface.

　　Jiang Chen's whole body was like an oven in the sun, no evil could invade, and hundreds of demons did not dare to rely on him, so he walked out with great strides.

　　"Is this, the ghost hit the wall? Or...?" Jiang Chen stepped out of the elevator and looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

　　Outside the elevator, it is not at all what an underground floor should look like. It is like coming to another world, a ruined world with endless gray, desolate and desolate.

　　Just like when he entered the eighteenth floor of Hengyang Building, he saw a piece of wasteland soaked with dark red blood.

　　Jiang Chen looked back and saw that the elevator behind him had disappeared, replaced by a door.

　　This is a stone gate, very simple, with mottled marks on it, as if it has gone through endless years.

　　This door is about half a meter high, and the middle is like a black hole vortex, which makes people seem to be attracted to it.

　　The square frame is full of pale bones, all kinds of monster-like patterns, and some symbolic characters like oracle bone inscriptions.

　　These bone hands, as well as demons and ghosts, gave Jiang Chen a kind of life-like appearance.

　　On the stone gate, there are three vigorous and powerful, like the majestic words of heaven.

　　gate of hell!

　　"Gan! The gate of hell!?"

　　Jiang Chen's expression became a little stiff, and he felt a little sloppy.

　　If nothing else, he came from the elevator, and now the elevator entrance has turned into a stone door.

　　Also called the gate of hell.

　　Although he didn't know whether this ghost gate was real or not, it seemed very strange to him.

　　At least he won't walk in easily now.

　　As soon as he lowered his head, Jiang Chen saw a stone tablet beside the gate of hell.

　　Letter: The two worlds of yin and yang are unparalleled, the first level of the netherworld in ten thousand miles.

　　The next book: Enter this pass, enter the netherworld, separate the yin and yang, and separate people and ghosts.

　　The words on the stone tablet are full of majesty, with a charm, as if engraved in people's minds.

　　Whoohoo! ! !

　　The yin wind is everywhere, and the terrifying yin qi continues to sweep.

　　This yin qi is very cold, and it keeps blowing, as if the whole person is in an ice cellar.

　　However, Jiang Chen's blood energy continued to rumble, dispelling all the chills.

　　"Don't panic when you encounter something, take out your mobile phone to take a picture and send it to the circle of friends."

　　Jiang Chen took out his cell phone, took a look, and put it back in an instant.

　　The phone was pitch black and turned off automatically, apparently because of the magnetic field interference of ghosts and monsters.

　　This situation is the same as what he was in Hengyang Building.

　　"Is it really a ghost hitting the wall?"

　　Jiang Chen walked slowly, looking at the surrounding situation.

　　Although the current situation is very similar to his original situation on the eighteenth floor of Hengyang Building.

　　When Jiang Chen's intuition told him, this was not a ghost hitting the wall.

　　After obtaining the supernatural power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, his soul has been tempered, and the improvement is unknown.

　　Boom! ! !

　　A voice sounded in the distance, the wind whistled, and the clouds and mists rolled and stirred, as if thousands of troops were galloping. .

Chapter 61

　　Hearing the movement, Jiang Chen walked over involuntarily, his eyes twinkling with a dark golden luster, and he looked into the misty sky with the Heavenly Seeing Qi technique.

　　When he saw this picture, he couldn't help being shocked.

　　"Is this, the Yin Soldier leaves the country?"

　　I saw the yin qi rolling in the misty sky, and I could see a statue wearing heavy armor and embroidered with strange patterns, like a stone carving of Yin soldiers lined up in awe.

　　What really surprised Jiang Chen was that this group of Yin soldiers was the leader, the generals of the Yin soldiers-.

　　The figure is majestic, already exceeding the height of a person, at least three meters high, burly and magnificent, covered in black mist, exuding a terrifying coercion.

　　Standing on a huge chariot, six majestic horses with heavy armor and green flames in their pupils pulled the chariot forward.

　　"It's really magnificent!" Jiang Chen said softly.

　　The scene in front of him, even him, couldn't help but be shocked.

　　But at this time, the ghost general on the chariot seemed to sense something, suddenly tilted his head, and looked down at Jiang Chen coldly.

　　Those scarlet eyes seemed to come from the abyss of hell, with an indescribable majesty, as if they were spying on Jiang Chen's soul.

　　"Yin soldiers travel, strangers avoid! Those who peep for no reason will cut Yang's life for a hundred years!"

　　This voice clearly appeared in the mouth of the ghost general, but it sounded like it sounded in the void, cold and domineering, like a thousand years of ice rubbing against it.

　　In an instant, Jiang Chen felt that the eyes of the other side's abyss of hell wanted to devour his soul.

　　Let everything disappear in front of his eyes, and only these eyes are left, constantly swallowing him.

　　The true meaning of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!

　　"Ow!!! Roar!!!"

　　The dragon roared and the tiger roared, instantly tearing his eyes apart.

　　"Dog thing, I cut your mother!"

　　Jiang Chen was instantly furious, with a fierce look on his face, and roared up to the sky.

　　This ghost general is very domineering, saying that he will cut his lifespan for a hundred years, and he will attack with his spirit in an instant, wanting to devour his soul.

　　What he hates most is these playful dogs.

　　Now he has the true meaning of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, and he is not afraid of it!

　　The whole body is full of blood and energy, rising into the sky, and the three fires are like three divine furnaces, burning brightly.

　　With a shake of his body, the ghost-headed knife in the weapon box appeared in his hand, filled with rolling killing karma.

　　All the stone-carved Yin soldiers seemed to be watching Jiang Chen, and there was a hint of curiosity in these endlessly indifferent eyes.

　　The person in front of him dared to contradict the Yin soldier.

　　"In the world, there should be reverence! If you disrespect ghosts and gods, you should be punished! After death, you will capture your soul, take your soul, and enter the eighteen layers of hell!"

　　The ghost general stood on the chariot, surrounded by terrifying Yin Qi, and his voice sounded, majestic and terrifying, giving people an irreversible majesty.

　　"Humph! The mere bulls, ghosts and snakes, let Lao Tzu be in awe!"

　　Jiang Chen's physique was fully recovered, his breath undulating, his bones crackling, his body soaring back to more than two meters, and every pore and every cell burst out with a terrifying breath.

　　boom!

　　A knife swings out.

　　"Suppression! Into the eighteen layers of hell!"

　　The ghost general looked at Jiang Chen, as if provoked, and let out a long whistle, like a heavenly might.

　　Six horses pulled the chariot, smashed the air, and slammed into Jiang Chen.

　　Immediately, the rows of yin soldiers like stone sculptures all started to attack Jiang Chen with a gloomy chill.

　　The overwhelming yin qi and murderous aura almost turned into substance, making the air solidify and enveloped Jiang Chen.

　　"Top ten martial arts! Knife!"

　　Jiang Chen slashed down, and the sword shadows in the sky manifested, criss-crossing, carrying the power of the sky, tearing the six in all directions, and dispersing the shrouded chill.

　　boom!

　　The ghost-headed sword fell on the six war horses. The heavy armor on the warhorse seemed to be made of fine gold. When it touched the ghost-headed sword, it made a golden sound.

　　The warhorse roared and flew back with the chariot like a cannonball, smashing a group of shadow soldiers along the way and falling to the ground.

　　"It's fucking tough!"

　　Jiang Chen's mouth was numb, and his blood was surging.

　　This knife didn't even see through the heavy armor, and turned the six war horses to their heads.

　　boom!

　　"Soul capture! Soul capture!"

　　The ghost will rise from the chariot, with a halberd in his hand, with a fierce force, attacking and killing Jiang Chen.

　　The halberd seems to have thousands of resentful souls wailing, resentment, hatred, killing intent, hatred, death, suffocation... cruelty, darkness, depravity, curse, despair, and countless other auras that interfere with the mind.

　　There was a blood flame burning in the pores of Jiang Chen's body. The yang qi was just in full bloom, and the evil spirits did not invade. Only when the yang qi and blood qi reached the extreme, could this blood flame be born.

　　The ghost-headed sword swung out, tearing apart the endless air, smashing through the thousands of resentful souls, and confronting the halberd.

　　clang!

　　The knives and halberds collided, and layers of sonic energy spread out, causing the air to explode.