The gate of Abi has been destroyed, and he can't go back to the second-level hell.
In the world in front of us, dark energy riots, waves of undercurrents will continue to detonate.
Qin Feng stayed here, there was only a dead end.
"The Great King Deming said that when I reach the fourth level of hell, it is completely different. Even if I have the body of Prajna Zen, it will be more awful than good."
Qin Feng swiftly moved towards the entrance of the fourth-level hell, while whispering to himself.
Abi Hell is divided into nine levels.
The first, second, and third levels are just the outermost layer of Abi Hell, relatively speaking, it is not so sinister.
Moreover, in the first, second, and third levels of hell, there is a god of death in charge, at least a world that can be controlled by humans.
And at the fourth level of hell, no one knows what it looks like
Perhaps even the god of death does not exist anymore, it is a completely uncontrollable and unpredictable world.
Unknown brings fear.
But at this moment, Qin Feng couldn't take care of that much anymore. He would wait to die if he stayed. It's better to go to the unknown world to gamble on his character.
"Is it the Temple of Death?"
I don't know how long it took before Qin Feng finally saw the Temple of Death.
Unlike the Temple of Death in the first and second hells, the Temple of Death in front of you is exceptionally desolate and dilapidated.
Not only was there no powerful ghost array to protect the surrounding area of the Death Temple, there was not even a patrolling ghost in sight.
Is it because of the impact of undercurrent energy
However, with the defensive strength of the Death Temple, it is impossible to destroy it with just two or three waves of undercurrent impact, right
"what happened?"
Qin Feng stepped into the Death Temple with curiosity.
"There is really no one."
He looked around.
"It doesn't matter, go to Abi's Gate."
Qin Feng stopped thinking about it, it was the business to find the gate of Abi.
Since the structure of the Death Temple was similar, Qin Feng easily found the location of Abi Gate.
"Abi's door is actually opened?"
When Qin Feng saw the gate of Abi, the gate was wide open.
"In that case, the god of death has also escaped into the fourth level of hell."
The God of Death is not stupid, he perceives a series of big moves in the third-level hell, and he escaped into the fourth-level hell early.
"Since the god of death dared to go to the fourth level of hell, why would I dare not?"
Qin Feng took a deep breath, and without hesitating too much, stepped into the gate of Abi.
Whoosh—
In the next moment, the space in front of him turned into streamlines, swiftly passing by him.
I don't know how long it has passed before Qin Feng's vision gradually became clear.
A blazing, unmatched breath swept across the sky, and would burn all living beings and dead souls to ashes.
The world in front of Qin Feng's eyes was a world full of flames and real fire spirit.
"Is it hell?"
He was shocked.
Among the eighteen layers of hell, there is this layer of hell of the sea of fire.
And in the deepest Abi Hell, there is also a Hell of Fire, and it is an upgraded version of Hell of Fire.
All the evil spirits and ghosts cannot live for a few days in this world.
Even if the five kings of Ming arrived here, they had to wait for death.
"Unexpectedly, it is the hell of the sea of fire. The fires of these hells are too violent. Even if I have the inheritance of Zhu Rong, I can only live for a few days at most."
Qin Feng's expression became serious.
He hurriedly took out the Burning Sky Banner, and urged the Eight Buddhas to transform the attributes into fire attributes, and as far as possible to blend into the environment here.
But even so, his sense of pain did not diminish in the slightest.
"The flames here seem to be different from all other flames. It's really weird."
Qin Feng tried to catch the fire of hell, but he couldn't catch it anyway.
These flames seem to come from another world, like a mirage. Although they can be seen with the naked eye, they cannot be touched by the hands.
"Help... Help..."
As Qin Feng was thinking about it, a screaming scream came from a distance.
"Is it a god of death?"
Qin Feng's expression changed, secretly suspicion in his heart.
He followed the direction of the voice, searching all the way.
In the sea of fire not far away, there was a man in a black robe who was being besieged by a group of foreign objects.
These foreign objects, non-human and non-beasts, were completely transformed from the fire of hell, each with three heads and six arms, with dense fangs.
The God of Reaper was already suffering, and now he was attacked by these flame evil spirits, and it was almost an enemy.
"This is bad, it turns out that these hell fires can still attack the enemy actively."
Qin Feng's heart sank.
Even if there are no other disadvantages, he can only survive for a few days.
If you add other problems, I am afraid it will be very difficult to survive for a few hours.
This infinite death god came here just an hour before he was attacked by the flame evil spirit. If Qin Feng didn't make a move, it would be difficult for him to survive.
"Come to my side."
Qin Feng hesitated, and finally decided to help.
In this cruel flame hell, one more person with more strength, brainstorming, may be able to find a way to survive.
Anyway, with Qin Feng's current wisdom, he hadn't thought of a way to survive.
"You, you are not transformed by the fire of hell?"
The Infinite Death looked overjoyed, and quickly moved towards Qin Feng's direction.
"Fentian banner, go!"
Qin Feng threw the Fentian banner out and temporarily blocked the group of flame evil spirits.
"Thank you for your life-saving grace."
The God of Infinite Death was lucky enough to escape, thanking Qin Feng with lingering fears.
"I can't block them for too long, is there any other way to survive?"
Qin Feng was straightforward.
"We can only go back and escape to the third level of hell."
The god of death gritted his teeth.
"You go back and die faster now, I just came from there."
Qin Feng shook his head.
"This… "
The god of death froze completely.
He had a hint of luck. If the third-level hell calmed down, or the undercurrent energy began to weaken, there would be a glimmer of hope.
"Is there any other method?"
Qin Feng asked again.
"Is there any other way?"
The god of death sighed.
"I mean, in these four levels of hell, is there a Temple of Death? If there is, it is our refuge."
Qin Feng explained.
"You are too naive, since the fourth level of hell, there is no one, let alone the death temple, you can't even see a ghost shadow."
The god of death smiled bitterly.
"So, are we all dead today?"
Qin Feng frowned, unexpectedly encountering such a desperate situation.
"The only thing we can do now is to pray for the third-level hell to quickly restore calm, otherwise, none of us will survive."
Reaper shook his head and sighed.
boom!
At this moment, the Burning Banner was shaken by the group of flame evil spirits and flew back to Qin Feng's hand.
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