Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

"you!" Hearing Liu Xiao's words, Chen Feng laughed and kicked the other party, "You are the dog!"

In this regard, Liu Xiao smiled stupidly, still with a naïve face.

......

"So... Brother Feng, you killed a total of three white-clothed ghosts in the No. 4 crater today?"

After a short time, after everyone sat down around the bonfire, Liu Xiao asked.

"No, it's four. Chen Feng shook his head.

"Four?what about the other Nedan?"

"......

Good guy, the 'Chen' realm can absorb the white-level inner dan, I'm afraid it's not a bug!"

"Old Chen, what kind of ghost thing is that inner pill you absorbed?" Wang Hao asked with a curious expression.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them suddenly became interested, and turned their heads to look at Chen Feng.

"Reggae, Nedan skill is [Thunder Domain]. "

Reggaeton?!Isn't that one of the top ghosts with the highest single combat ability among all the ghosts?!!

You brushed it alone? And it's still a white cloth!?"

Shen Tianfang, who was playing with his red hair, suddenly froze, and looked at Chen Feng a little dumbfounded, his expression full of horror.

"That's right," Chen Feng nodded, "I attacked its vital point according to what Instructor Jiang taught in the ghost theory class..."

After hearing this, except for Wang Hao, a thought invariably appeared in the hearts of everyone around.

That is....

After going back, we must take every lesson on ghost theory seriously, and not drop a word!

In this regard, Wang Hao's face is still full of disdain.

At this moment, Chen Feng seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned his head to Liu Xiao and asked,

"Old Liu, how have we achieved in hunting in the past three days?"

Hearing this, Liu Xiao hurriedly took out the [Dimensional Space] in his pocket, and then said,

"A total of one hundred and one Wandering Soul Inner Pills, Five hundred and seventy-seven resentful soul-level inner pills, eighty-eight demon-level inner pills, and three white-level inner pills in your hand, Brother Feng.

"In this way, our first place result should be stable. Chen Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

Immediately afterward, he continued to add:

"In this case, the previous plan to stay up all night has been canceled, everyone will take turns on duty today, at five o'clock in the morning, let's get up and pack our things!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and then they each got into their sleeping bags and lay down in the tent to sleep.

On duty today are still five male compatriots, from 7 o'clock to 5 a.m. the next morning, each for two hours.

Don't ask why Su Qianyu and He Yuchen don't have to keep vigil, just ask to take care of lesbians.

At

this moment, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the endless darkness and cold yin wind are shrouded around the camp of Chen Feng and others, if ordinary people stay here, I am afraid they will have been driven crazy by this oppressive atmosphere.

However, in this oppressive environment, Chen Feng stared at the tent zipper above his head with a relaxed face.

The next moment, he slowly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the underworld...

......

When Chen Feng opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was not the appearance of Huangquan Road, but a red world.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is the second area of the underworld space - the eighteen layers of hell.

At the same time, the ink-colored font of the underworld space gradually appeared in Chen Feng's sight.

“...

Ghost Item Species: Long-tongued Ghost

Level: Resentful Ghost

Object's True Name: Hu Fen

Ghost ObjectAbility: [Transformation]

As a ghost creature sucked into the underworld space by the host, the host can control its fate.

Ghost Species: Reggaeton

......

..."

“... The shattered Tongue Pulling Hell has been repaired, and the host can go to check it out..."

....

New Quests IssuedCurrent

QuestsCurrent Quests: Items Needed to Repair Broken Scissors Hell

: Any Ghost-level Ghost Nedan One

Completion Reward:

1. [Hell on Earth] Added the scene of 'Scissors Hell', and its power has been increased.

2. Obtain the qualification to draw the ability [Broken Spirit Field].

[Broken Soul Field]: In ancient times, Great Xia was the era of advocating chastity and martyrdom.

According to rumors, if a widow is instigated to remarry or matched, he will be sent to a hell of scissors after death.

In this hell, the imps will use blunt scissors to cut off all ten fingers of these people without mercy.

When their fingers grow on the second day, they cut them off again, and the cycle repeats itself, never seeing the light of day...

This ability allows the wielder to control the flow of Aura within a certain radius.

Chen Feng carefully read the ink-colored words in front of him word by word, and then exhaled slowly.

"How do you always feel... I have a lot of things that I haven't dealt with?"

Chen Feng thought as he crossed his fingers and muttered:

"I didn't know about the greedy ghost that had something to do with Wang Qiangrose, I didn't test the Sansheng Stone, I didn't check the tongue pulling hell and the two new ghost things..."

After

a while, he slowly closed his eyes, gently rubbed his temples a few times, and said,

"Ruth has to go step by step, do things one by one, let's go down and see the tongue pulling hell first!"

After making up his mind, Chen Feng opened his eyes and walked quickly towards the long blood river below the hill.

At the foot of the mountain, the scene of an area along the Blood River has changed completely from the previous scene.

As far as the eye could see, there were countless blood-red wooden stakes neatly arranged and tied with iron blue rough hemp rope.

In front of each stake is an old wooden table full of quirky props.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng quickly stepped forward and probed the items on the stake.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

On these old wooden tables were actually several iron tongs of different sizes and models!

Chen Feng walked to a wooden table and casually picked up a hammer-sized iron tongs, wanting to take a closer look.

However, in the next moment, an endless chill flowed into Chen Feng's body along the iron tongs!

Sensing the chill flowing into his body on the iron tongs, Chen Feng hurriedly threw the iron tongs in his hand back on the wooden table.

Immediately after, cold sweat continued to emerge from every pore on Chen Feng's body.

Even every nerve ending in him was trembling uncontrollably, making him palpitate.

"Good guy, even attacking me, the master of space, is worthy of hell!" After a while, Chen Feng, who had come to his senses, laughed at himself.

Simply, he is no longer obsessed with the prisoners in front of him... Guilty of ghost punishment pliers.

Instead, his gaze fell on the river of blood next to him and the ground under his feet.

"If I'm not mistaken, the last time I was here, the ground was full of broken spears and iron forks.

But now... Why is it gone?"

Chen Feng stood on tiptoe and looked around for a moment, and finally landed his gaze on a row of weapon racks not far away.

Then, three steps and two steps, he walked briskly.

I saw that iron spears and tridents with a pole of about two and a half meters were neatly arranged on the weapon racks along the Blood River.

"Are all the things in this hell so 'cold'?"

Chen Feng's eyelids twitched unconsciously when he felt the chill coming from the spear and trident that was the same as that on Fang Cai's iron tongs, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately, he took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then had a thought, summoning the dark yellow vortex passage leading to Huangquan Road.

"This is really not a place for people, slip away!" Chen Feng broke his mouth, and then turned around and stepped into the dark yellow vortex.