The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 963: Eighteen layers of ****

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The scream immediately attracted the attention of several other people. All Messengers turned their heads in unison and locked Tang Zheng, an unexpected guest.

"Living people!"

The breath of life on Tang Zheng's body was too strong, and the other party judged at a glance and exclaimed.

Instead of fear, both eyes rushed towards Tang Zheng in the same way.

Tang Zheng knew that he could not hide it. The War Soul Sword in his hand chopped off, and the Messenger at the front was directly divided into two, but the other Messenger still rushed over without fear, exactly the same as Tang Zheng had encountered before.

"Xiemen'er, Messenger in the Nine Nether Hells do not seem to be afraid of death."

He did not show any mercy in the beginning. After all, he only saw their fierce means clearly. He did n’t want to go to the pan.

Puff puff puff!

Sword after sword, like cutting radishes, after a while, the other party will only have one Ghost General with the highest cultivation level. This guy carried a ghost head knife, and launched his charge again with no need.

"Dead!"

Tang Zheng growled, War Soul Sword cut off his two arms, but he opened his mouth wide and bit him towards Tang Zheng's neck.

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes silently. Is this guy a dog?

Without his hands, he used this method.

How can he hurt him?

He grabbed "by the neck of Ghost General with a big hand, no matter how the other party struggles, it is futile, and he can't escape Tang Zheng's hand.

"Tell me, who is responsible here?"

He is clueless and does not want to get entangled with these little shrimps, so he is ready to find the head here. Capturing a thief and a king can avoid a lot of unnecessary waste of time.

Ghost General growled and said angrily: "The Nine Nether Hell is a land of no owners, and it is not responsible to anyone."

Tang Zheng frowned slightly, and said, "Are you going to fight each other?"

Ghost General did not answer, but stared at Tang Zheng fiercely and said, "You are a living person, how did you survive in the ghost world?"

"This will not bother you."

"I have never seen a living person in the ghost world, you will be very welcome, quack ..." Ghost General's eyes erupted and smiled strangely.

Tang Zheng burst into his heart and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, we have never tasted the taste of living people. It must be delicious." Ghost General said that he licked his lips, as if Tang Zheng was a delicious dish.

Tang Zheng was cold all the time. Do these ghosts still want to eat people?

"We are already tired of the taste of ghosts, and it is definitely a happy thing to change the taste." Ghost General said happily.

"fuck, it's really perverted. You were originally from ghost training, and you still eat ghosts. You eat your kind, you know?" Tang Zheng couldn't help but scold.

"You can increase your strength by eating ghosts, don't you know? Quack, this is such a wonderful thing. You are a living person and you don't know at all." Ghost General is not ashamed, but proud.

Tang Zheng shuddered. The guys in the Nine Nether Hells are full of strange flavors. They are very different from other places and cannot be judged by common sense.

"Hum, you want to eat me, you don't have this strength."

"Yes, I don't have this strength, but do you know how many ghosts are there?"

"How much?"

"I do n’t know, because there are too many. This is the eighteenth layer of **** in the Nine Nether Hells, but it is the most eerie place in the ghost world. Fighting against the wall, the strength is good, but it still comes from looking for a way to die. "Ghost General grinned grimly.

"The ghost was hitting the wall by the king of Tibet? Who is the king of the earth? Why did he lay the ghost to fight the wall?" Tang Zheng heard a new name and was very interested. He consulted Chi You and Xin Mo (Heart Demon). I have never heard of it, so Tang Zheng is more interested.

"Dizang is a nasty guy, none of our members of the Nine Nether Hell like him. As for the ghosts hitting the wall, it was his conspiracy. In order to prevent us from going to the outside world, it also prevents the outside from entering the 18th floor. Hell, he wanted to cut off the source of our eighteen layers of hell. "Ghost General's eyes showed an angry and disgusted expression.

Tang Zheng's heart moved enough to make this guy so annoying, then it can prove the goodness of Dizang. After all, most of the people who hate the bad guys are good people.

However, this dzang king can lay such a powerful ghost wall, which shows that the strength is definitely not ordinary.

In addition, this ghost hitting the wall is equivalent to a barrier to prevent the eighteenth layer of **** from contacting the outside and prevent these ruthless ghosts from being disrupted by the outside world.

"Then why did I meet someone similar to you outside?"

"Well, when the king of the monarch laid down a ghost to hit the wall, he didn't cover all the ghosts of the nine-hell hell. The main thing is the ghosts of the eighteenth hell. It is not surprising that there are other ghosts outside." Ghost General stared at Tang Zheng like an idiot, as if to say such a simple question, you don't know, it is really shameful.

Tang Zheng didn't take it seriously, which at least answered a lot of questions for him. He thought about it and continued to ask: "Aren't you proud of yourself? Since you hate him, why not deal with him?"

Ghost General burst into a vicious look and said fiercely: "Who does n’t want to deal with him? But his strength is too strong, and none of them are his opponents, so he indulged him to do whatever he wanted in Nine Nether Hell."

Tang Zheng was shocked. There must be other powerful ghosts in the eighteen-story hell, but he could n’t help but find out how strong his power is. Tang Zheng could n’t imagine.

"You said he was doing whatever he wanted, what on earth was he doing?"

"He ..." Ghost General's voice came to an abrupt stop, staring straight at Tang Zheng, and suddenly realized: "Are you embarrassing me? Don't dream!"

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes helplessly, this guy reacted, and it seemed impossible to cliché.

"If you break into the eighteenth hell, you will definitely die. Not only will your body be eaten, but also your soul will be divided by us, quack ..."

Listening to his secretive laughter, Tang Zheng said helplessly: "Since you refuse to speak, I will leave you alone."

Boom!

A flame burst into the air, and Ghost General was immediately wrapped in True Fire, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tang Zheng glanced at the big oil pan again, and turned and walked out of the stone cave.

Taking the steps down, another scream came from a stone cave. Through the light, Tang Zheng faintly saw Messenger pulling a ghost's tongue. The tongue was stretched and pulled out of the throat. The ghost burst into a scream.

Tang Zheng couldn't bear to watch this thrilling scene and walked around.

Here are eighteen layers of hell, and he will not be compassionate to save those ghosts.

Now he has a goal, that is, King Zizang.

If you find him, you might find that the enemy ’s enemy is a friend. At least, Dazang is the enemy of these Messenger, so he wants to be a while.

The further down, Tang Zheng feels more eerie.

Although his pure Yang Energy has exploded, his body is like a fire, but there is still a cold feeling covering him.

He tasted the glamour of ice and fire. It was cold outside and hot inside, and it was really suffering.

He went down another step, and suddenly, a team of Messenger turned around in the aisle next to each other, and the two met immediately face to face.

He has been cautious along the way, but he is still found now, suddenly, like a drop of water falling into the oil pan and boiling directly.

"Living people!"

A sharp exclamation sounded, and then, the team Messenger seemed to see the supreme delicacy and shouted: "Catch him!"

Shoot!

one by one Messenger do n’t kill it.

Tang Zheng shook his head reluctantly. Now that the Tibetan king has not been found, he meets this group of guys. It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable, and this is outside. It will definitely attract others.

So, he did not hide his secrets and went all out.

War Soul Sword crossed a trace in mid-air and chopped down sharply. Ten dozen Messenger were cut in half by Jianguang falling from the sky, screaming and falling down.

Tang Zheng ’s clean shot did not deter the other party, which made them feel scared, but instead made them one by one cheered like chicken blood, cheering: "What a powerful and powerful living person, after eating, his strength must be great Increase. "

Tang Zheng felt sick for a while. This group of **** guys wanted to eat him to increase his strength. Then I will kill you first.

He took the initiative to attack, War Soul Sword shines masterpiece, and instantly kills all the weaker Messenger, and the remaining one is the most powerful ghost handsome.

Guishuai spread his palms, and a small flag grew larger in his palm, and he shook the flagpole.

hu hu!

With a strong wind, Tang Zheng felt that the surrounding Yin Qi quickly gathered to him, and his soul shuddered, as if to leave him.

Tang Zheng once had an experience with King of Hell India, and immediately realized that this flag must be dedicated to the soul of Magical Treasure, which should not be underestimated.

"I first collected your soul with the soul flag. Your cultivation level is so strong, the soul and the flesh must be very delicious." Ghost handsome hey laughed.

The Soul Banner?

Tang Zheng's heart moved, and it was consistent with what he had guessed, then it should not be delayed, and he must be squandered quickly.

So he growled, leaned forward, landed from the sky, and slashed fiercely towards the ghost.

Guishuai glowed with a black light. I saw his hand flicking, and the Soul Banner was rising in the wind. Finally, it turned into a large flag. The flag was covered with complicated lines and flashed a strange light.

The flag fluttered, and an invisible force spread.

Tang Zheng ’s soul trembled, as if he was about to leave the body immediately. He was startled, quickly converging his mind, performing Xuan Gong, and chopping down without any thought.

Boom!

The War Soul Sword fell on the Soul Qi Banner, with a snorting sound, the Soul Qi banner broke, and the ghost handsome quickly rolled on the ground, avoiding the War Soul Sword, looking at the broken Soul Qi flag in his hand, he screamed: "What the **** are you? , Why is it so powerful? "

Tang Zheng ’s cultivation level surpassed him, so his soul flag did not cause fatal damage to him, nor did he attract his soul.

Tang Zheng did not answer, raised War Soul Sword is about to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Suddenly —

"Roar Roar!"

The roar came from all directions, echoing in the air, layer by layer, like a thunder thundering in the ear of Tang Zheng.

His pupils shrank sharply, and there was no sound.

Obviously, the fighting was so powerful that he was completely exposed.