Chapter 113 (2/2)

Since the other side did not pursue and kill him, he should not be willing to fight with him. This result is also good.

Whew -

Qin Huan hurried away.

……

There is a cloud in the sea area of the netherworld. For some reason, it condenses. The ice is cold all the year round, covering a large area of the sea area. Inside, the Yin and yang are reversed and the five elements are reversed. The ghosts are everywhere like the yellow spring of hell, and the danger is still on the sea. Every time the sea area of the netherworld is opened, there will be monks entering and staying in it forever.

It is said that the reason why the sea of the netherworld exists is because of the netherworld.

This is where the evil way goes in secret.

Shua -

ran away from the light and showed Qin Huan's figure. He passed the pill on the way and his body loss has recovered. Baiyou sword falls into a deep sleep, but it is obviously a good thing. When it recovers, its strength should be able to make great progress.

Qin Huan looked up and saw that a black cloud was gathering in the night, like being frozen, surging slowly.

This is the netherworld.

Standing outside the black cloud, the temperature in the air has been reduced a lot, and the breath instantly condenses into countless tiny ice cream. However, the surrounding sea surface, obviously not affected by the cold, is still rolling, but the circulation is slightly sluggish, like a lot of viscous.

Looking around, Qin Huan didn't notice anything wrong. Qin Huan's figure moved and flew into the netherworld.

The place covered by black clouds can be called the netherworld, which naturally has its own differences. Flying into the clouds is like entering a different world. It's hard to distinguish things. The water under your feet becomes a kind of light red. Like, diluted blood.

In it, like a sea of blood!

Whine -

there is a wind blowing on the face, cold and cold. It stabs the bone marrow. This is the wind. It is also the cry of the dead. The sharp syllables are like countless fine needles, attacking the soul all the time. The soul is a little weaker. Under this attack, it will suffer a lot, even lose its will and be controlled by the undead.

Qin Huan's brow was slightly wrinkled, and then he was calm. He glanced around, and was about to leave. He stopped suddenly. Two shadows sprang out of the ground and came to him. Not yet close, the breath of yin and cold is coming, which makes people's hair cold.

Dead soul!

We can see the outline of the two shadows. There is no doubt that they are human shapes.

Qin Huan didn't think about it. Why does the ghost in the sea of the netherworld exist in the shape of a human? He summoned the thundering sword with his sleeve.

Crackle -

crackle -

purple ray spread.

Two dead souls ran into the thunder, and a scream turned into smoke.

The thunder power was just as strong as the sun. It was born to be the evil object of yin and cold to conquer the stars. Since Qin Huan dared to step into the netherworld, he was ready for it. It seemed that Qin Huan felt the breath of thundering sword. In his next journey, Qin Huan was very calm. No one dared to attack him again.

But even so, we can still feel the cold breath of the dead soul from time to time. Obviously, although they are in awe, they never give up.

Qin Huan buried himself in the road and looked for the traces of the devil road carefully. He seemed calm but alert. The netherworld is famous for its ferocity. He doesn't think it can scare them away with the netherworld Dharma sword.

One hour later, Qin Huan stopped suddenly, his eyes were cold and swept around. The light in the netherworld was very dark, but he could see the subtle waves of the sea water in the distance, plus a faint evil spirit

”Hum!”

Qin Huan grabbed the thunder sword and stabbed it into the sea!

Mana infusion, purple lightning burst, a hundred Zhang sea area around, instant into a thunderpool.

Roar -

roar -

in the roar of pain, a sea demon broke through the water and came out. They had a lot of wounds on their rotten bodies and even showed black bones.

Corpse sea demon!

There is no living thing in the netherworld. The sea demon who entered the netherworld by mistake is occupied by the soul of the dead after death, and becomes such a powerful and fearless monster. They are the puppets of the dead. They also belong to the servants of the high-level dead. If there are a large number of corpse sea monsters here, there must be high-level dead souls!

Qin Huan looked dignified. He drew the thunder sword and chopped it with his hands.

Lei Guangcheng's knife cuts the latest corpse sea demon. Its huge rotten body is more solid than iron stone soaked in corpse Qi, but it is easily cut into two parts like cream. The thunder knife kept on cutting, a series of crosscutting past, will five sea demon broken body, just disappear in the air.

The magic force blows the black robe and flies. The thunder sword is in the hand. Qin Yuru, the God of thunder, comes down to the world. The killing is hearty. The monstrous corpse sea demon can't touch half of his clothes except his own stink.

Each corpse sea demon will take several years to form. It is the most important wealth for the high-level spirits. It can not only protect itself from enemies, but also be swallowed by other creatures. This kind of loss speed obviously exceeds the expectation of the high-level dead soul, and an angry roar suddenly rings.