"Good stuff?" Ye Chen looked up and saw Zhao Yun's eyes shining brightly, so he turned over and jumped up, "What a good stuff."
"See for yourself." Zhao Yun smiled and rubbed his hands, looking very excited as if he was going to have a big meal.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw evil ghosts crawling out of the ground.
There are extremely large numbers of them, some have one eye, some have three pupils, some are completely black, and some are covered with scales.
They have different shapes, ferocious faces, licking scarlet tongues, pupils covered with bloodshot eyes, and evil and evil thoughts coexist.
"What is that?" Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Zhao Yun.
"My guess is that they are evil spirits transformed into evil spirits after death by people who were sent to the eighteenth level of hell." Zhao Yun responded.
"Is this the good thing you said?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.
"It must be something good." Zhao Yun chuckled, "Even though they are just evil ghosts, they are all carrying soul power. Ingesting them is an absolute tonic for both of us."
"You seem to understand very well." Ye Chen glanced at Zhao Yun.
"I've swallowed a lot of these evil spirits. Every once in a while, they come out and cause chaos. I've found a pattern."
"No wonder your soul power is so pure." Ye Chen glanced at Zhao Yun with a sigh, "Emotions eat a big meal every day!"
"That's because you didn't see the miserable scene of me being tortured." Zhao Yun coughed dryly, "When I first came here, I was pressed to the ground by the evil ghost and gnawed on me for several days. Now my soul power has been gathered little by little. Also, those evil spirits are very ferocious, and there are only a few of them, which are terrifying."
"I see." Ye Chen transformed into a killing sword, because evil spirits from all directions had rushed towards him, with greedy eyes.
"Look for weak evil spirits to attack, and when you encounter strong ones, escape."
"The door is clear." Ye Chen stepped forward with a powerful sword, and the evil ghost's head was chopped off instantly.
Immediately, the evil ghost dissipated, and only a ball of soul light flew out. It was caught by Ye Chen and was as big as a baby's fist.
"Good stuff." Ye Chen smiled and integrated the soul light into his body, becoming a nourishment for his soul. It was indeed a great tonic.
An evil spirit rushed towards him, its fingernails were extremely long, its teeth were glowing, its eyes were bloodshot and scarlet, and it was sinister and violent.
Ye Chen's feet were too weak, and he walked around behind him. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed. The evil ghost was chopped alive on the spot.
Another ball of soul power, as big as a cherry fruit, was swallowed into Ye Chen's body with his mouth open, and his soul body was suddenly shaken.
Having tasted the sweetness, this guy went wild, carrying the killing sword like a golden stream of light, running around from east to west, north and south.
Everywhere he went, an evil ghost was killed neatly.
Everywhere he went, a ball of soul light was taken away by him, with different colors and sizes, and was integrated into the soul body.
On the other side, Zhao Yun was not idle either. He targeted the weak and killed dozens of evil ghosts, while his soul power was devoured by him.
Thanks to their pure souls, if they were ordinary people, one evil ghost would be enough for them to drink a pot.
However, it was precisely because of their pure soul power that they attracted powerful evil spirits, and it didn't take long for them to be killed.
Ye Chen was rolling and crawling, and Zhao Yun was crawling and rolling. They were in a very embarrassed state, running around like hell, for fear of being caught and killed.
Looking at what was chasing them, it was an evil ghost with three heads and six arms. Each head had only one eye, and it was extremely huge.
The creature was dark-skinned, covered with scales, and had a ferocious face. Its evil thoughts were the strongest, and its roar had its own magic power.
With the soul power of Ye Chen and Zhao Yun, they almost lost their minds. The absolute suppression of soul power is a powerful capital.
"How powerful this guy must have been when he was alive." Ye Chen clicked his tongue, glanced back, and ran even faster.
"You can see that he has swallowed a lot of evil spirits at a glance." Zhao Yun's legs were also slippery. "Every time I see this guy, I get beaten by him."
As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, he heard the three-headed and six-armed evil spirit roaring loudly. The sound waves formed a halo and spread infinitely in all directions.
Those weak evil spirits were wiped out one by one.
The two of them were also affected, their souls were buzzing and their steps were stagnant.
Three evil spirits with six heads and six arms rushed towards them, with three huge mouths spraying out thunder and lightning. The souls and bodies of the two people were struck by black smoke.
This guy has a heavy body, three feet tall, and his big bare feet can make the ground shake with every step he takes.
Although he is an evil ghost, he has steel and iron bones, and occasionally there are wisps of thunder and lightning that tear on the surface of the body, which is dazzling just looking at it.
The most frightening thing is his three big eyes, which are protruding, spinning, bloodshot, and scary.
"Let's do it!" Ye Chen rubbed Mao Yan'er's arm, "This is the big guy with such a strong soul."
"Do it, you must do it." Zhao Yun also became angry, twisted his neck fiercely, and a divine line appeared between his eyebrows.
"Two against one, who's afraid of who?" Ye Chen roared loudly, made three or five big leaps, and struck the evil spirit with his sword, Wind God.
However, his sword was held by the evil ghost with an impartial hand, and no matter how hard Ye Chen applied, he could not penetrate it.
The evil ghost roared and struck out with a palm. His soul power was like a roaring river and as heavy as a mountain, nearly knocking Ye Chen to pieces.
"Change me." Zhao Yun shouted, ascending to the sky with one step, his killing sword clanging, and with one sword reaching the sky, he cut out a fairy river.
However, the evil ghost was made of steel and iron, and although Zhao Yun's sword was powerful, it only created a handful of sparks on it.
The next moment, Zhao Yun also flew away. The evil ghost's palm was so powerful that Ye Chen's soul almost collapsed, and he was not much better.
"Force me to zoom in." Ye Chen cursed secretly, with a golden light flashing between his brows, and the nine divine rays merged into one, and one divine light was unparalleled.
The evil ghost was hit, and his body stagnated, shaking on the spot.
"What a magical power." Zhao Yun laughed, having already killed the evil ghost, he pierced one of its heads with a domineering sword.
The evil ghost was angered, roared, and reappeared with sonic soul power. Zhao Yun was knocked over on the spot and flew hundreds of feet away.
At the same time, Ye Chen arrived, his killing sword clanging and moving, his ultimate killing technique Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi and Fengshen Jue instantly fused.
This sword can destroy everything, and its penetrating power is extremely powerful.
The evil ghost's second head was pierced by his sword.
When he was done, he flew out and was blown away by the evil ghost's sonic soul power. His head was buzzing and about to explode.
"The soul power is too strong." Zhao Yun shook his head and vomited blood. It was not that they were not strong enough, but that the evil ghost was too awesome.
"I like people with strong soul power." Ye Chen staggered, steadied his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense, "If you swallow this, it should feel good."
After that, the two looked at each other and smiled, then turned and ran away.
The three-headed and six-armed demons were slaying, two heads were destroyed, the body was covered in blood, and one big eye was full of violence.
Looking at Ye Chen and Zhao Yun again, they ran extremely fast, each evil ghost was killed, and the balls of soul power were swallowed up by the two of them.
Their purpose is obvious. They want to use the soul power of evil ghosts to replenish their consumption. After they have eaten and drank enough, they will come back to you.
The weak evil spirits suffered, and were exterminated one after another.
The two men's broken soul power recovered and they fought back again.
This time, both of them changed their weapons, and the killing swords in their hands were replaced by big mallets, the kind of mallets that are specially used to hit people.
This hell is bustling with activity, and the rumble is comparable to thunder.
The two beasts are very natural, one is carrying a mallet, one is desperate for his life, the other is shameless, one is yelling, the other is bleating, and the other is fierce.
It has to be said that they and the evil spirits really have sympathy for each other. They don't hit people anywhere, but just smash people's heads, pound for pound.
The evil ghost was powerful and not a vegetarian. His soul power suppressed the two of them. He spit out thunder and lightning from his mouth and his six hands were like cattail leaf fans.
It was hit hard, and Ye Chen and Zhao Yun also paid the price.
These two guys are very perseverant. They were fucked off again and again, and they came back again and again. They risked their lives for the power of the evil spirit.
I don't know when, the rumbling sound disappeared, and the blood mist floated.
Ye Chen and Zhao Yun were both bent over, panting violently, their faces were pale, blood was pouring from their mouths, their souls were on the verge of collapse, and the light of their soul power was annihilated to the extreme.
Fortunately, the three-headed and six-armed evil ghost was blown up, its body turned into ashes, but its soul power condensed into a ball.
The two sat down on the ground, with a ball of soul power floating in front of them, as big as a watermelon. It was unusually pure, much purer than ordinary imps, and there was no comparison between the two.
"Hey, half for each person." Ye Chen waved his hand and cut the ball of soul power into two halves. The spoils still had to be divided.
"Is your half too much?" Zhao Yun glanced at it.
"Don't make trouble, it's fair distribution." Ye Chen cursed.
"Then I'll suffer a bit." Zhao Yun shook his head and consciously integrated the soul power into his body, which felt even better.
"You're at a loss." Ye Chen curled his lips and pressed the soul power into his body. The pure soul power merged into his body, and his spirit was greatly boosted.
The soul power of the evil ghost with three heads and six arms was indeed incomparable to those of the little ghosts. Only half of it made his soul twice as powerful.
It's a pity that the evil ghost has dissipated, otherwise, the persecution will continue.
Once the soul body turns into a soul and is reincarnated, then it is a monster, and it is an innate soul with a heaven-defying existence.
Speaking of reincarnation, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel pain in his balls again. He was trapped in these eighteen levels of hell, and God knows when he would be able to get out.
If the underworld doesn't work hard enough to prevent him from being reincarnated, so what if he condenses his soul and has fun with a bunch of evil ghosts all day long
The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. The most ruthless man who killed two emperors in one lifetime came to this nonsense underworld, and he was still lying there.
"Your combat power is absolutely invincible among us." Zhao Yun hugged the back of his head and lay down, holding a toothpick in his mouth and looking up at the misty nothingness.
"The same goes for you. Among us, you are also unrivaled at the same level." Ye Chen smiled and lay down. These words were sincere, without the slightest compliment, and spoke from the bottom of his heart.
In one sentence, both of them laughed. There was no need to actually fight, just by feeling. This was a tacit understanding between masters.
Both Ye Chen and Zhao Yun are invincible monsters of the same level in their respective universes. If they were to fight, they would most likely die together.
The eighteen levels of hell are not peaceful, with flames shooting out from the earth, lightning and thunder in the sky, lava crisscrossing the sky, and dark winds raging.
Both of them fell asleep. Although they were in the eighteenth level of hell, they had smiles on their lips, as if they were dreaming of their hometown.
The dark wind blew gently, and a black shadow appeared in the eighteenth level of hell. It was so misty that it was difficult to see its true appearance.
Along with him, there was a golden shadow, whose true appearance could not be seen clearly, and everything was blurry.
"It's not easy to disturb the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Emperor Huang, and your holy body." The black shadow's words were dull and dull.
"It is a great honor to be praised by the Emperor of the Underworld." The golden shadow smiled, "He... has surpassed all the ancestors of the Holy Body."
"It comes with reincarnation. Obviously, he cannot be reincarnated."
"Then let him take the same path I took back then."