The moment he was penetrated by this chain, Chen Xing knew that he had made a mistake.

He originally thought that his strength had returned to his heyday. Although there were no special items, there should be no problem in solving the problem of a mere bull head and horse face?

After all, there are even such people as the Ten Kings of Hell in this scene. If even a mere ghost messenger cannot solve it, how can I talk about anything else?

A head-on test with Ma Mian just now also confirmed Chen Xing’s judgment in his heart.

But unexpectedly, the chain broke Chen Xing's plan as soon as it took action.

I don’t know what this chain is, it’s extremely fast. From stillness to adding to being unable to capture the eyes, it is almost only used in less than one tenth of a second, which is simply a violation of all common sense and physical rules!

It would be fine if it was just that. After all, Chen Xing is now the body of the soul. Even if he is injured, he will not be injured. He will not bleed or affect his combat effectiveness. He will only lose some "spirit". As long as he kills some little ghosts, he will easily recover.

But what's so bad is that after the horse-faced chain penetrated his chest, it still exuded a kind of suppressive force, which made Chen Xing feel the feeling of weak limbs and sore hands and feet again.

It was almost the same as when he first entered the underworld.

With a gentle pull of the horse's face, the chain dragged Chen Xing directly and fell in front of him, sneering: "A mere wild ghost, I snatched some courage and dared to shout in front of me. I don't know many old ghosts who are deeper than your Taoist movements, and none of them dared to act wildly in front of me. You are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and you dare to take the initiative to look for me."

As he said that, the horse face shook the chain gently, and the black chain immediately trembled violently. When the vibration was transmitted to Chen Xing, it felt like his brain was thrown into the washing machine and rotating wildly. There were even ripples of light spots bursting out around his body, spreading around him.

All these ripples were the "spirits" absorbed by Chen Xing since he entered the underworld to kill other sinful ghosts and patrol the ghosts. Unexpectedly, he was directly shaken away from his body by the horse face!

Ma Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he saw the light spots being sucked into his body like hundreds of boats returning to the current.

The horse's face's body shook, and he snorted comfortably, then he released the chain: "You idiot, please follow me to the palace of Hell to receive the crime, but this time you are afraid that there will be no one."

After Ma Mian finished speaking, she shook the chain in her hand again, and saw that the black chain seemed to have its own life. She first wrapped around Chen Xing's waist for a week, then continued to hover and fly, constantly getting longer, and tied up the lonely ghosts who had just escaped because of loosening the chain!

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In front of the Hall of Hell.

Today, the person in charge is a King of Hell with a clean face and holding a scepter in both hands. He is looking at Chen Xing with his eyes coldly and listening to the horse face's report.

"......Your Highness the City King, this is the general situation. Judging from the degree of the 'soul' he sucked, there should be many sinful ghosts and ghost soldiers killed under him. Fortunately, this person hit me, otherwise I don't know how many colleagues would be killed by him."

The city king nodded, "Ma Hou, remember your achievements in this matter, so you can go down first."

Ma Mian showed joy: "Thank you, Your Highness, the City King!"

Then he left happily.

Chen Xing stood in the empty His Highness and looked up at the King of Hell in front of him.

Obviously, this King of Hell should be the King of Hell in the Eighth Hall of the Underworld, and the Urban King is Huang.

"Do you know the sinful ghost below?"

Chen Xing's face was plain and he didn't say anything. However, he was thinking quickly in his heart about how to break the deadlock.

"It seems you are ready to be restless." The city king snorted lightly, the entire hall was trembling, and the buzzing sound echoed endlessly, as if he was about to break through the eardrum and stir up the brain.

"His highness calms down."

The judge Cui, wearing a red robe next to him, quickly said, "Your Highness, I remember this person. This person's name is Chen Xing. On that day, His Highness Qin Guang ruled him into the seventh floor of Lu Nandan Daoshan Hell, and then transferred to the Ninth Hall Equal King under the rule of the Abi Hell. After his sentence, he went to the Eight Hell of Hell, and suffered the pain of eternal silence. If I was not wrong, this person should be serving his sentence in the Daoshan Hell, and for some reason he escaped from hell."

The city king narrowed his eyes and said, "The people below are becoming more and more relaxed in their work. A mere little devil can escape from the Knife Mountain Hell. Are the guards blind?

Judgment Cui was so scared that he knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that a few months ago, the ghost guarding the Daoshan Hell reported that there was a sinful ghost in the territory who killed other sinful ghosts in the prison, so he was escorted to the palace for verdict. However, after waiting for many days, no one came. The humble position... The humble position was busy, and later he forgot about this.

Looking back now, this sinful ghost should have killed the escorted ghost soldiers on the way to escort, and then fled to wander the wasteland of the Yin Realm."

The city king nodded: "Since that's the case, I'll press this sinful ghost into the great hell that is in charge of our company to serve my sentence."

"Your Highness merciful."

Judge Cui shouted hypocritically, but he knew in his heart that the city king did not sentence Chen Xingshi to the sentence, that is, the sentence was indefinite. This sinner was afraid that if he had to die in the Great Hell of Abi, there would be no chance of getting out.

The city king waved his hand, and two ghost soldiers took Chen Xing down from the hall. Before leaving, he heard the city king say to Judge Cui: "This ghost soldier at the bottom should be rectified. He actually let the sinner escape from the eighteenth floor hell, which is a joke! I will send the order to let all the ghosts guarding the sword mountain hell go to my little bone-knitting hell to serve one year in prison to serve as a warning to others."

"Your Highness merciful..."

In the hall, the voices of the city king and judge Cui were getting farther and farther away. Chen Xing was carried by these two ghost soldiers and left the underworld city. After speeding west, he ran for a few days and nights, he saw a long black river.

By the river is a huge reef almost as high as dozens of floors. The reef is covered with black and red patterns, like traces left by hot magma.
Chapter completed!