In the eighteenth level of hell, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun both woke up.

It was another person and a stick, on the ground, one person drew circles and one person hit a cross, you can imagine how bored the two of them were.

"Why are you not a woman?" Ye Chen shrugged his head, "At least, I can find something to do."

"Just one of you, there shouldn't be a second in your universe." Zhao Yun was the same, burying his head.

With a nonsense dialogue, the two guys fell into peace again.

It took me a long time to see Zhao Yun turn over and jump up.

Seeing him jumping up, Ye Chen also stood up quickly. Looking at Zhao Yun's expression, there was something good in this hell.

Sure enough, as before, the evil ghost came out to cause trouble again.

Suddenly, the two of them became energetic. The evil ghosts were clusters of soul power, but they were all great things.

"Just wait for this." The two of them picked up the guy at the same time, and even the howling sounded was domineering.

Hell is bustling, and many evil ghosts are being beaten up.

The soul power of the evil ghosts with three heads and six arms was terrifying enough that the little ghosts were destroyed in large numbers.

Although their soul power is meager, they are not very pure.

However, too many quantities can also cause qualitative changes. If you swallow enough, your soul power will also increase slowly.

In other words, these two perverts, if someone else had been sealed from the Eighteenth Level Hell, he would have died eight hundred times.

Looking away, whether it was Ye Chen or Zhao Yun, both of them were dazzling and their soul power was surging.

Among the dark evil spirits, the two of them were like two scattering suns, which were very dazzling, illuminating this dark and dark hell.

"Come on, there's a big guy." Ye Chen was so happy that he was also waving and excited, and then he heard Zhao Yun's call.

With a word, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly shone brightly.

If Zhao Yun calls him a big guy, that head should be quite large, and its soul power is definitely comparable to that of a little ghost.

Without thinking, Ye Chen rushed towards Zhao Yun.

From a distance, he saw a huge creature.

The guy's feet were seven or eight feet tall, his head was huge, his eyes were scattered, and he had a bloody mouth, and he also spitted flames and lightning.

It is also dark all over, thick limbs, and a string of children's necklaces hanging around its neck, which are made of small heads.

Its body is also as heavy as a mountain, with a rumbling step by step, even more terrifying than the previous three-headed and six-armed evil spirits.

When Ye Chen arrived, Zhao Yun flew over.

He was knocked over by a huge one-eyed evil ghost. It was a blessing that Zhao Yun was very strong, otherwise he would have been beaten to ashes.

"I just like the big guys." Ye Chen grinned.

"Everyone is the main attack." Zhao Yun immediately pinched the seal.

"We must have a tacit understanding." Ye Chen stepped on Taixu, his body was like a ghost, and a series of afterimages followed were almost at the extreme.

The one-eyed evil ghost roared, and opened his mouth and squirted out flames and thunder.

Ye Chen's position was very sexy. His soul power had increased sharply before and his speed had also changed. All the flames and thunder shots were avoided.

In three or five moments, he killed the one-eyed evil ghost, without saying a word of nonsense, and the Ten Thousand Swords Wind God was extremely domineering.

The one-eyed evil ghost howled, poked out his big hand and grabbed Ye Chen.

However, before its storm and big hand touched Ye Chen, it saw a beam of light falling from the sky, landing on it impartially, forcing its movements to a halt.

That was the secret technique of imprisonment used by Zhao Yun, in cooperation with Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen's sword of killing had arrived, and he destroyed his sword.

The big eyes of the one-eyed evil ghost were penetrated on the spot, and the black blood splattered, curling evil thoughts and the smell of fishy smell.

The one-eyed evil ghost was furious and hissed, and the soul power sound wave was strong. Ye Chen was shaken away on the spot, and a mouthful of blood was squirting wildly.

"Taixu Dragon Forbidden." Even though he flew backwards, Ye Chen was not idle and quickly formed a seal, touching Taixu's secret technique of sealing.

The cage suddenly appeared, trapping the one-eyed evil ghost, and its body was stagnant again.

This time, Zhao Yun was replaced by him. Time was extremely accurate. He immediately came to his death and slashed the head of the one-eyed evil ghost with one sword.

The head was cut off, and the huge one-eyed evil ghost fell to the ground with a bang, his body disintegrated, and only a ball of pure soul power floated away.

The war came quickly and went quickly. A terrible evil ghost was killed like this, and everything was done with briskness.

Of course, this is also attributed to the tacit cooperation between the two. The cooperation between the masters is so urinating.

"Come on, yours." Zhao Yun split the soul power and took away half of it himself, pushing the other half towards Ye Chen.

"It's still a big deal." Ye Chen swallowed.

The pure soul power instantly merged into the soul body, and some impurities were refined out of the body, and the soul power of the two increased sharply again.

"Continue." The two of them were not idle, they went to their own side. The big guy was destroyed and there were still many little kids strolling around.

Next, there was a one-sided sweep. Although there were many small evil ghosts in hell, none of them could withstand the sword of two people.

This is the absolute suppression of soul power. They have no thoughts and will not cooperate. They are not the opponents of the two.

Hell is strange. In about an hour, the little ghosts disappeared. They were not destroyed, but themselves.

The two of them searched for an open space, and each carried a sack.

Inside it, the soul powers are all packed with different sizes, and the purity is high and low, and the number is extremely large.

"This seems not to be hell, it seems to be for people to experience." Ye Chen said leisurely while swallowing his soul power.

"For us, it's a training experience, but if ordinary people come in, they will be bitten by evil spirits all day long. Don't underestimate hell." Zhao Yun swallowed a ball of soul power and burped.

"It's okay to say that." Ye Chen smiled and thanked Meng Po for his soup, which made his soul power so that he would not come to this hell and suffer the pain of biting.

Many soul powers were swallowed, and the two of them closed their eyes cross-legged.

Not all evil ghosts' soul power is as pure as one-eyed evil ghosts, most of which are mixed with evil thoughts and evil thoughts.

If you swallow too much, evil thoughts will gather, which will disturb the mind and need to be refined from the body, as long as the pure soul power is pure.

After many days, both of them spent this way.

The evil ghost appears, and it seems to have a cycle. Every once in a while, it will run out to cause trouble and bite the two of them to death.

The two bitches are not just a joke. Every time the evil ghost appears, they will have a full meal, and their soul power will also soar.

Especially the big guys, one is stronger than the other, but one is worse than the other, and their soul power becomes the nourishment for both of them.

The two of them gathered together again, and the soul power was like steamed buns. They pressed down in one bite, and it felt very wonderful.

Their soul power is much stronger than when they first came.

It’s not a blow, with his current strength, he slapped a one-eyed evil ghost to death with one palm, just like playing, without any pressure.

Another open space where the wind raged, the two of them sat cross-legged, swallowed a lot of soul power, and refined it themselves.

A wisp of black energy was refined from the body, and the soul body became crystal clear, shiny, and very dazzling.

As a breath of turbid air was released, the two of them opened their eyes in no particular order, their eyes were clean and as deep as they were.

"Do you think that there is an inexplicable opportunity in these eighteen levels of hell." Ye Chen said, touching his chin.

"I do feel that way." Zhao Yun also touched his chin.

The two of them fell into deep thoughts, sometimes looking at their feet, sometimes looking at the sky, both showing a deep look.

The soul power increased dramatically and one could realize the subtle mystery of hell. These eighteen levels of hell are not as simple as the surface.

After watching for a long time, the two of them looked sideways and looked at each other, and then lowered their understanding and looked down at their feet.

"There must be a great magic array in these eighteen levels of hell." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could break a clue.

"Or it is the great formation that maintains the eighteenth level of the underworld." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with divine light.

"So, there is a huge soul power to maintain the operation of the formation."
Chapter completed!