Undead Poison Milk: Poison is infinitely stacked, shocking the school beauty

"Okay, okay, good Li Xunle, don't think you are great just because you have the talent of immortality. You should know that among all the races, there was once a race called the Undead Race, with many adventurers. They were once as rampant as you, but they were all suppressed in the end!"

Jingke sneered:

"As for you, Li Xunle, I think you can't escape the fate of being suppressed."

Li Xunle raised his eyebrows slightly, and said expressionlessly:

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think! I think you will be completely wiped out by me soon, including that so-called strongest person."

After speaking.

Li Xunle waved his staff lightly, and countless poisonous lights shot out instantly, killing all of Jingke's clones.

Jingke's clones never had a chance to speak again.

At the same time.

Those corpses were also destroyed by Li Xunle.

Although he knew that destroying Jingke's clones was useless, after countless murders, he had become accustomed to destroying corpses.

After the disposal.

He immediately rushed to the seventeenth level of hell.

Although Jingke had just said that he had released the soul of the strongest, Li Xunle was skeptical of his words.

In order to confirm the facts.

He decided to continue to look at the seventeenth and eighteenth levels of hell.

He thought that people like Jingke could lie, and it was easy to imagine that his purpose was to make himself believe it and delay time.

Then the other party could continue to release the soul of the strongest.

Thinking.

Li Xunle was as graceful as a startled swan, and his feet were so fast that they had left a shadow behind him.

At the same time, he whispered:

"It's ridiculous... Undead? Do the people of the Undead have a system? Can they be like me?"

Soon.

He appeared in the seventeenth level of hell, and as soon as he entered, he heard the howling of ghosts and wolves.

He found...

Starting from the fifteenth level, in every cell in this prison, there was a blue flame burning the imprisoned beings.

They were tortured by the blue flames and wailed hysterically in pain.

At the same time.

Each prison had something like a magic circle, with waves of white light surging.

Looking at those blue flames.

A doubt emerged in Li Xunle's heart:

This blue flame... Could it be hellfire? Karma fire? Will-o'-the-wisp?

He didn't know, but he didn't really want to figure it out.

As his figure shuttled quickly, his eyes quickly swept through all the prisons in the seventeenth level of hell.

He didn't find anything abnormal.

He frowned slightly, touched his chin, and muttered softly:

"I don't know what the soul of this strongest person looks like. It seems that I can only see if any prison has been opened..."

He just swept around and found that none of the prisons in the seventeenth level of hell were destroyed.

"Go down and take a look!"

After saying that.

He rushed to the eighteenth level of hell.

Soon.

Li Xunle's figure appeared at the entrance of the eighteenth level of hell.

His eyes swept quickly.

He found that the eighteenth level of hell was completely different from the previous seventeen levels of hell.

The prisons here were completely different.

There were fewer in number, but the prisons were several times larger.

In addition.

He just stood at the door and saw countless purple-white lightnings filling the air. Those lightnings looked very imposing and powerful.

All the passages were filled with purple-white lightnings.

In addition to the purple-white lightnings.

Li Xunle also found that there were many dead bodies of Jingke's avatars on the ground, which were charred by lightning.

The next second.

He looked along the charred body of Jingke, and at the end, there was a huge prison with strange materials that had been destroyed...

Li Xunle's eyes moved slightly.

If what Jingke said was true, it meant that the prison had previously held a soul of the strongest.

He looked at the destroyed prison and felt a little strange.

Logically speaking, the prison materials in the eighteen levels of hell should all be super god-level.

Logically speaking, Jingke should not be able to destroy it.

Unless...

He got some perverted items again.

He was relieved after thinking about it for a while. Yes, the mysterious old man that Jingke mentioned, the so-called Emperor Zuoshi, lived for hundreds of years.

In such a long time.

He must have obtained some treasures that can destroy super-god-level materials.

But he believed that it was impossible for him to easily and continuously corrode the materials of the Eighteen Hells like himself.

Otherwise.

The mysterious Emperor Zuoshi would have come and released the soul of the strongest.

There was no need to wait for Jingke to take action.

He retracted his gaze and looked at other prisons.

He found that there were ten huge prisons, in which strange black mist-like beings were imprisoned.

This kind of strangeAlien existence...

This reminded him of the special existence of the destiny of all races, which was like fog but not fog, like cloud but not cloud.

However.

After a careful comparison, he found that in addition to the big difference in color, this black fog was also fully armed.

It was very similar to what he had seen in other prisons before.

However.

The equipment on these guys looked more advanced than the spiritual staff in his hand.

He thought for a moment and muttered:

"Could it be that this is what a soul looks like? Since that prison holds a wisp of the soul of the strongest, whose soul is held in the other ten huge prisons?"

After muttering.

His eyes moved slightly and looked at the strange black fog that was confined in the prison.

"They don't look like real souls, so why not destroy them directly? To prevent them from being released to harm others, the key is that the equipment on them seems to be better than the spirit level. If we don't take it off, it's a bit unreasonable..."

After saying that.

His eyes gradually lit up.

He did it as soon as he said it.

He waved his staff and controlled the poisonous light to shoot at the black fog imprisoned in the exam.

The moment of contact.

Zizizizi-

Zizizizi-

When the poisonous light touched the black fog, it kept making a "zizizi" sound.

Suddenly.

The strange black fog made a terrible cry:

"Impossible! Impossible! How could my soul be destroyed? Even the old man, the King of Hell, couldn't destroy my soul, how could he destroy my soul!!! Ah——No!"

"What kind of light is this? Why is this light more powerful than hellfire? It can actually corrode my soul? Ah——! How is this possible!"

"Green light! Green light! I'm so panicked! My soul can actually be wiped out by the green light... No!!!"

"When the boss went out just now, he said he would come back to release us soon, but in the blink of an eye, we are going to be destroyed here. I can't accept this!"

"What is the origin of that adventurer? Why can he wipe out our souls???"

"..."

It took a few breaths.

Li Xunle completely wiped out all the black fog in the ten huge prisons.

The terrible screams disappeared completely.

There was no other noise except the sound of thunder and lightning.

At this time.

Li Xunle looked at the equipment scattered on the ground in the prison.

In order to pick up these equipment, he just deliberately controlled the poison light not to fall on the equipment.

His eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly:

"I hope it's a god-level equipment, otherwise it's really meaningless..."