At this moment, the atmosphere on the underground layer of the world has completely changed. The cement on the wall seems to have been weathered, and the ground is covered with red moss. These mosses grow on the blood stain, as if they have filled the old blood. The coating on the wall has all peeled off, and it seems that they have experienced hundreds of years of erosion from wind and rain in an instant.

Crunch...

Crunch...

A sour sound suddenly came, Dai Jing and others couldn't help but feel their scalp numbness, and an indescribable strange feeling emerged from the depths of their souls.

Um?

Dai Jing's face turned pale. He looked down and saw that a bloody eyeball appeared under his feet at some point, which was accidentally stepped on by him.

In an instant, countless eyeballs emerged from the flesh and blood on the ground and looked at Dai Jing in unison.

In an instant, the extreme coldness enveloped Dai Jing.

"What's this!"

Not only that, while the flesh and blood were squirming, countless hands and feet also emerged in addition to the eyes.

A skinny hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Yu Bingling's snow-white ankle. She looked down at her head, and immediately "tsk" impatiently, stepped on it with a light step, and the high heels instantly nailed the hand to the ground.

"I'm afraid the hell ghost is coming out." Jiang Xun said.

When the virtual hell support point is about to be destroyed and all attacks are fruitless, the hell ghost itself has no choice but to descend in person.

The Hell Ghost has grown to the level of opening up the fifth prison, and its strength is beyond the level of the Six Paths of Ghosts.

"Click! Click!"

On the ceiling, black mucus dripped down, and the mucus became more and more, gradually connecting into one piece.

As the mucus increased, the mucus became more and more viscous. They no longer dripped, but were connected together, and eventually condensed into an upside-down human-shaped object on the ceiling.

This humanoid body is soaked in the darkness, it has no nose, ears, and eyes just two empty holes.

It is more like a shadow than a creature.

This human figure grinned slightly after seeing everyone, and it smiled, revealing a white fang.

"This...what is this!?"

Even an old bird like Dai Jing and Dajun felt his scalp numb when he saw this thing.

"This is the true body of the hell ghost." Jiang Xun said. Most monsters will choose an object of possession, whether it is human or animal, but there are exceptions. For example, the hell ghost does not possess any creatures on the earth, but uses the plasma, residual limbs, and minced meat left by the virtual hell dead to form a body for itself.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Take my knife!"

Dai Jing shouted loudly, and he stepped forward, slashed the long sword in his hand. The internal force surged all over his body formed a black sword energy visible to the naked eye.

"Click!"

The Hell Ghost was directly divided into two by Dai Jing’s sword!

"Um?"

Dai Jing was stunned for a moment. Although he tried his best to do this sword, he did not expect to cause much damage to the hell ghost. It was just a try. Unexpectedly, he cut the hell ghost in half.

"Good sword technique!" Mu Xiaobai in the crowd couldn't help but shout.

"What a big deal!" Dai Jing scolded, and he frowned and looked at the hell ghost. He saw that the hell ghost, which was cut in half, first fell on the ground, and then fell on the upper half.

Then, the cut hell ghosts merged back together, not even a scar.

"this……"

Dai Jing's heart was thrilled. If the Hell Ghost's body was strong and his sword could not break the defense, it would be nothing, but it was cut in half and then merged again, which would be strange.

Is the other party immortal?

How can I kill it?

At this time, the hollow eyes of the Hell Ghost turned to Dai Jing. It did not move at all, but Dai Jing felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Jiang Xun's voice suddenly exploded in his ears. Dai Jing didn't think about it, and his body quickly retreated when he heard the sound.

Some of the rest retreated immediately, while others reacted half a beat slower.

For a moment, Mu Xiaobai, Manager Mantou, and the girls from the Special Bureau stayed there.

A black flame broke out on the ground.

The flame is very small, like a candle flame.

Mu Xiaobai and others hurriedly retreated, but the flames had already risen, and they finally got a little bit...

"call--"

After the black flame touched the human body, it crawled in like a leech, and then the movements of Mu Xiaobai and the other two suddenly became slow.

They are like rusty machines, maintaining a stiff body, their skin begins to turn black, their eyes turn yellow, and then they become rotten.

Mu Xiaobai opened his mouth hard and wanted to make some noise, but he didn't shout anything after all.

The Mantou Manager has made more obvious changes due to his obesity.

His face was full of horror and despair. He knew that his body was changing terriblely, but his neck could not be turned and could not be seen at all.

His body, which was originally white and fat, was as dry as a steamed bun, and was as dry as if a balloon leaked.

The yellow fat overflowed from the pores and then became black and smelly. His body became smaller and smaller, and his bones seemed to be melted by concentrated acid. Finally, he collapsed on the ground and turned into a pool of black viscous liquid.

The three people turned into three pools of black mucus in the blink of an eye.

"Suck..."

The mucus flowed and made an uncomfortable sound. The hell ghost divided part of his body and absorbed all the mucus.

Seeing this scene, everyone's scalp was numb.

It would be fine if the monster in front of him had super physical skills, indestructible defense, and crushed them head-on. But its fighting style was so weird, it was an immortal body, but its attack method was disgusting, weird and terrifying.

"call--"

On the ground, flames ignited again, and a circle of tiny black flames surrounded everyone.

At the same time, black flames emerged from the ceiling, and some flames even fell from the ceiling and floated in mid-air.

These flames floated slowly towards everyone.

There is nowhere to escape!

Dai Jing's forehead was sweating, and he knew that as long as he touched a little bit, his flesh and blood would be swallowed by the flames, turning into a pool of black mucus, and then absorbed by the monster.

"This is the magic flame of hell..."

Jiang Xun stared at the wisp of magic flame floating in front of him, gently stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips made his fingers look at the center of the magic flame, which was only a dozen centimeters away.

The abilities of the hell ghost all come from the virtual hell, including this black demon flame, which is also the corpse fire that grows from the countless rotten corpses accumulated in hell.

If you leave the virtual hell, the hell ghost is not afraid. However, with Yan Yuekong's strength, it is not realistic to cut off the support point of the virtual hell in a short time.

"Hey, no matter what kind of fire it is, the fire is about to burn your fingers!" Old man Kong saw that Jiang Xun's extended fingers were not retracted, so he quickly reminded him.

What does he mean? No one else can hide, but Jiang Xun stretched out his finger at the flame. Did he think he was not dying fast enough?

"Brother Jiang!" Dai Jing also reminded him that he almost wanted to reach out and grab Jiang Xun's fingers back. However, thinking of what Jiang Xun did before, he was not able to compare with his strength or understanding of the monsters, so he did not take action rashly.

And just then.

call--

The flame suddenly flashed and flew quickly towards Jiang Xun's fingers. Then, it once again drilled into Jiang Xun's fingertips like a leech.

"Brother Jiang!!"

Dai Jing's face suddenly changed, and the army was also scared. What was Jiang Xun doing? Did he give up resisting?

No matter how strong Jiang Xun is, he is still a flesh and blood body. He cannot withstand the flames in hell with his body.

Everyone looked at Jiang Xun in horror and opened a short distance.

However, Jiang Xun was not surprised. He looked at his fingers, rubbed his thumb and index finger gently, as if he was savoring the feeling of the black leech entering his body just now.

Dai Jing: “…”

Old man Kong: “…”

What's going on? Why did he close his eyes? He was a little intoxicated.

Dajun couldn't help but say, "Brother Jiang, why do I feel like you feel very happy..."

After Jiang Xun reminiscing for a while, he suddenly reached out and touched Dajun.

First, he touched Dajun's chest, then the outside of Dajun's thigh.

Dajun's face turned a little blue: "Brother Jiang, wake up, I'm a man."

If Jiang Xun had not opened a prison room before and fought against six women, just because Jiang Xun was so comfortable because of the leech entering his body and touched him, the army would not help but turn around and run away.

"Borrow one."

Jiang Xun said, and took out a box of cigarettes from his trousers' pocket on the outside of Dajun's thigh.
To be continued...