hell in disguise

Yan Fei's expression was a little dazed, as if he was not sure where he was for a while.

At this moment, the Palace of Hell is already a different scene, with a strong smell of blood floating in the air.Among the [-] people who entered with Yan Fei, ten of them had already died. Some of them cut their own necks with such force that only a little bit of flesh remained.Some cut open their own stomachs and pulled out all the viscera inside. The ground was red, white and white, and the intestines and the heart, liver and spleen could not be distinguished.Others seem to have hit their heads against the wall over and over again, breaking their skulls, splashing their brains, and finally knocking their heads out of shape.

And those who are alive are mostly very miserable.A Dao Laogui pulled out his eyeballs, put them in his mouth to chew, and laughed foolishly while chewing.The cowardly scent seeker, without knowing how to do it, peeled off the skin all over his body, exposing all the muscles and blood vessels to the air, and his face was dull like a skeleton.And the hundred-eyed ghost was concentrating on pulling out his fingernails one by one, and pulling out all the eyeballs on his body one by one, and arranged them neatly on the ground.

Only a few sporadic ghosts didn't seem so miserable, including the speed ghost and snow girl who snatched his token, but they were obviously on the verge of collapse.

These terrible self-mutilations stopped shortly after Yan Fei woke up, and those chaotic eyes gradually became clear.Then, screams mixed with horror and pain immediately erupted in the entire palace of hell.Those ghosts held the things they had taken from themselves, as if they couldn't believe what they had done, and they all fell into madness.

Yan Fei didn't know what was going on, his last memory was seeing the scene of Master and "Shiva" lingering.He thought he was going to die, but looking at himself, he seemed unharmed?

He raised his head and looked at Ayida on the mountain of corpses, only to find that the mysterious Hong Wuchang, who had been invincible before, showed the same dazed expression as the other ghosts controlled by him before, and knelt down on the spot.He grabbed his dry hair with both hands, but blood flowed from his eyes, leaving strange and desolate traces on that blue-purple face.

He is controlled...

By whom?

Who saved them?

Yan Fei and Xue Nu, the speeding ghost, looked at each other, but they all saw confusion on each other's faces.

At this time, Ayida suddenly let out a cry of grief, and the hand with the soul-inducing bell raised the sword, and was about to cut at his own neck.At this time, Yan Fei suddenly threw the orb in his hand, and hit Ayita's hand accurately, and the other sword fell from his hand.At the same time, the mist lingering in his eyes finally dissipated little by little, and the dilated pupils shrank little by little.

Ayita gasped heavily, his whole body was drenched in sweat, there were many bloodstains on his skin, and a few handfuls of hair were pulled off forcefully.He blinked slowly, seemingly in disbelief of what had just happened.

He lost.

Ayita slowly raised his head, staring at Yan Fei with a strange and horrified expression, "You... who are you..."

"...My name is Yan Fei."

"Yan Fei..." Ayita murmured, "You are the one I want to kill...but I can't kill you...you won..."

Both Xue Nu and Gai Feng Gui suddenly turned their heads to Yan Fei, in astonishment.

It turned out to be this very young-looking incense seeker who saved everyone.

"You win, you can kill me." Ayida slowly stood up straight.Even if he loses, he still has to keep his last pride.

What's more, it's not wrong to lose this time.

The trial will not end until Aida is killed.Yan Fei picked up the sword left by some ghost on the ground, and quickly climbed up the hill made of corpses.Ayita remained motionless, and he casually threw all the magic weapons in his six hands on the ground.

Yan Fei came to him.He felt that the emotion emanating from Hong Wuchang in front of him was a deep despair, and he no longer had the slightest desire to survive.Why is such a powerful Hongwuchang, but he said that he defeated him?Why have no memory at all?

When Yan Fei raised the sword, Ayita closed his eyes, but he felt a cool wind sweeping past his ears, and the nothingness that belonged to death as expected had not come.

Opening his eyes, he saw that Yan Fei was holding a strand of his withered hair in his hand.The Fragrance Seeker gave him a sly smile, "We humans have a saying that the body, hair, skin and skin are as precious as life to your parents. This means that I have taken your life."

Aida froze.

Yan Fei raised his hair and looked around.He knew that those immortals were watching what happened in this palace of hell at this moment.

"We've already won, can we be let out? There are many ghosts over there who have been seriously injured."

A moment later, the originally immovable black iron gate of the Hell Palace unexpectedly slammed open a gap.Bright light suddenly poured into this dark space filled with the smell of blood, like salvation.

Amidst the wailing, those who were still able to move rushed towards the ray of light.

Yan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly heard a burst of fragmented laughter behind him.

"Self-righteous thing! I told you to kill me, don't you understand!!!" Ayita let out a desperate roar, and suddenly made another attack.The remaining strength in the broken body suddenly burst out from the six arms, and Yan Fei fell to the ground in one fell swoop.Four hands controlled all his struggles, while the other two tightly strangled Yan Fei's neck.With such great strength, Yan Fei's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wide open, and his lips parted so that he could not make a sound.The pain of not being able to breathe made him convulse all over, but he couldn't get out.In a trance, he heard the neck bones being strangled and rattled, as if his neck was about to be pinched and broken before he died of suffocation.

At this moment, a blue ray of light rushed into the palace of hell like an arrow piercing through the sky, approaching the direction of Yan Fei and A Yita.Ayida was rushed away by a swift force, and his body was pushed into the wall by a sharp hand.The originally extremely hard stone wall unexpectedly spread several cracks around him, and the huge impact displaced Ayida's internal organs.

The one holding him was a very familiar Qing Wuchang.

Gui Na Mo Luo?

Ayi opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood.Even so, he smiled wryly.

"why you."

"He spared your life, why did you plot against him!" Qian Na gritted his teeth and asked, his mouth opened in the palm of his hand, biting hard into Ayita's flesh.

Ayita seemed to feel no pain, "If he kills me, it will be fine."

"Do you want to die so much? Then do it yourself, don't be a coward!" Qian Na squeezed out the words between his teeth, then wrapped the long tongue out of his palm around Ayita's throat, flicked it violently again, and The decaying body hit the wall on the other side.

The once most proud and powerful Hong Wuchang has now become like this.

Apparently, when this trial started, Ayita didn't have such a strong will to die.What happened in the illusion just now?It was obviously Ayida's overwhelming victory all along, why did it suddenly turn around?

Qianna didn't care about watching Ayita who was softly sliding down the wall, and quickly rushed to Yan Fei's side.At this moment, Yan Fei hadn't fully recovered yet, and lay on the ground coughing until tears came out.

Qian Na patted him on the back lightly, his bright yellow eyes were full of worry.

"How are you doing?"

"Cough cough cough...throat...cough cough...not feeling well..."

"He was too strong. He may have hurt his throat. It will recover in a few days." Qian Na put his arms around his shoulders, and put his hands around Yan Fei's waist, and stepped on the Zhan Ye Sword He took it out.

Outside the Hell Palace, many Earth Immortals and Qinghong Wuchang stood not far away and watched them from a distance, and no one made a sound.Soon, more than a dozen Qinghong Wuchang rushed in to deal with the aftermath, locked up the still surviving Ayita, and simply cleaned up the corpse inside.

No one stopped them, so Qianna helped Yan Fei to go out.Until Han Zitong stopped him.

"Guannamara, you intervene in the trial, so that's all?"

Qian Na paused slightly, "Just now the gate of the hell palace has opened, which means that the trial is over. You also admitted that Yan Fei completed the task. Do you want to go back on your word now?" Jian Na said, looking up at Han Zitong, eyes There is a trace of coldness in it.

When Yan Fei held up his hair and asked to open the door, Han Zitong originally refused to open the door on the grounds that according to the rules, Ayita must die to end the trial, but Granny Meng spoke for Yan Fei again, so he had to give in.

He didn't understand why Granny Meng, who had never been involved in many matters in Fengdu, suddenly became so nosy?

At this time, Po Meng had already left, so he took the opportunity to attack.It's just that Jianna is indeed reasonable, so I don't like to touch him.

Even the unreasonable Fan Zhang also chimed in, "Master Han, according to the rules, the trial will end as soon as the gate of the palace of hell is opened."

Han Zitong stared at Yan Na and Yan Fei gloomyly, and said coldly, "Since you must want this human being to be your Hongwuchang, I will follow your wish this time. It's just that the future will be long, and he, a human being How long it will last is unknown."

Jian Na did not show weakness, and replied neither humble nor overbearing, "Thank you, sir."

Han Zitong snorted and walked away.

Qian Na supported Yan Fei and continued to pass through the crowd who silently made way for them, and walked in the direction of the Mansion of Impermanence.Yan Fei suddenly chuckled, his voice a little dry, as if he had caught a cold.

Qian Na glanced at him, "Now you can still laugh?"

Yan Fei raised his head to look at Xiang Na, a pair of dark eyes reflected the lavender light in the sky, "Master, I finally became your Hong Wuchang, didn't I?"

Looking at Yan Fei who was ashamed but still extremely stubborn at this time, Qian Na felt both sadness and joy in his heart, and didn't know what expression to show.He sighed and reached out to touch Yan Fei's head.

"Well, you are my red impermanence."