Chen Fusheng nodded slightly after hearing the two evildoers.

Immediately, I whispered to ask the throat on my shoulder:

"Can your black air be hidden from the revolver bad luck or the snooping of the stronger ones? If not, I will think of another way."

The ghosts, ghost soldiers, and bad deeds they encountered along the way were equivalent to the level of the master of the fourth realm of the human world.

Under the obscurity of black air, being able to hide this level does not mean that even stronger people can hide it.

I understood the throat, but did not hesitate, but pointed to myself and pronounced the word:

"point!"

After he finished speaking, the throat sac under his neck instantly swelled like a round membrane, containing it itself, wrapping it like a ball.

In an instant, the ball turned into four pieces of the throat!

Four small black balls were pressed against everyone's throat like lightning.

In just one moment, Chen Fusheng felt that his throat was cold as if it was soaked, and a hint of coldness swelled upwards, lingering on his face and on his head.

He looked at Lao Huang and Brother Lu in a blink of an eye. Seeing these two evildoers, a black gas in his throat seemed to be syphilis. Then strands of black gas rush upwards, making his face unstable, adding a lot of ferociousness and weirdness.

But Old Huang and Brother Lu were so scared.

Because both of them could sense, if there was any movement, this black psoriasis-like thing could swallow them all in an instant.

“Huh?”

But at the same time, Lao Huang and Lu Ge were also shocked when they looked at Chen Fusheng.

"Fellow Daoist...this...the aura on your body is in no way different from us!" Brother Lu couldn't help but say suspiciously.

Chen Fusheng looked at the thundering dog beside him and found that the same was true. The black air lingered under his throat, and the breath of the ancient turbid air covered himself, turning into a bad-hearted existence.

"As long as I don't use my magic power to fight, this badminton disguise will not be exposed..." Chen Fusheng immediately understood.

"Walk!"

Chen Fusheng felt relieved and pointed forward, "You lead the way and visit Fairy Xue!"

......

Keep moving forward all the way.

The three-story pagoda is already quite vast, and it is not easy to pass through another pagoda.

When they arrived at the tower on this floor, it was equivalent to being in the same area as Fairy Xue.

Lao Huang is also quite famous and has also come back then, so he is familiar with the path.

Under the guidance of Chen Fusheng, under the fatal threat of black ringworm in the throat, the two evil deeds could only do their best to speed up the trip.

Along the way, Chen Fusheng and Xiaotian Dog did not take action.

The two badmintons became the main force, killing ghosts when encountering ghosts. If they can avoid them when encountering badmintons, they will be avoided. If they cannot be avoided, they are spit out their tongues and swallowed by the black ringworm in the throat.

Seeing that the throat-throating clones could be so "brutal", Old Huang and Brother Lu were even more trembling and had no luck.

About three hours later.

Looking into the distance, Chen Fusheng was approaching a building that did not look like the "Black Pillar Prison", but like a villa in the suburbs of princes and nobles.

"It's here!" Chen Fusheng felt very calm.

As he peeked through the bridge of heaven and earth, the scene here had already touched his mind.

There are many primitive evil spirits around, wandering and patrolling in an orderly manner.

Within the three realms, ghosts are the lowest level of ghosts, and evil souls and spirits are cultivated. Only primitive evil spirits can be called powerful ghosts and the like.

Some primitive evil spirits are not necessarily weaker than badmintons. However, the badmintons are more intelligent and transformed by the ancient turbid air, and have the potential to advance and improve.

Therefore, the primitive evil spirits became vassals of badmintons and were willing to be driven by them.

Old Huang and Brother Lu led Chen Fusheng and Xiaotian Dog to slowly approach the towering building.

"Stop!" Several vicious and evil spirits surrounded them.

"I am Huang Laoshen from the second floor of the underworld, come to join the alliance!"

Lao Huang immediately looked down on these primitive evil spirits with his bad dignity.

One of the primitive evil spirits looked at Chen Fusheng and others, then nodded and said:

"You guys, I'll report it!"

After saying that, he ignored it and turned around and headed into the building.

"Bah, what a big air!!" Brother Lu was dissatisfied, staring at the primitive evil spirits around him with cold eyes, and the urge to pounce on him and fight.

Old Huang snorted: "Uniform? When we get close to the turbid air in ancient times, we will have a response, so why do we need to understand?"

Chen Fusheng didn't care, he looked at the environment with great interest.

It can be seen that Fairy Xue’s power is not small. There are a lot of primitive evil spirits patrolling around the building, and other badmintons are also appearing.

"Why would the Underworld allow these badmintons to form alliances and factions instead of extermination?"

Chen Fusheng thought something.

Since he heard the conversation between the underworld, he felt that the eighteenth floor of the underworld was not a single piece, but a single piece of it.

He knew that Fairy Xue was plotting to rebel and fought out three levels of the underworld. However, the senior officials of the underworld were indifferent to this.

I don’t know if it’s because of the slow reaction or for another reason.

A moment later, the primitive evil spirit turned back and said coldly:

"Fairy Xue asked, since he was joining the alliance, would he have any tribute presentation? If not, he would not be qualified to take the seat."

Old Huang and Brother Lu were so angry that they wanted to tear these primitive evil spirits on the spot, and then break in and ask for a clear understanding.

The bad guy has always been a rampant existence in the underworld. How could he ever be so humiliated?

Chen Fusheng waved his hand and signaled that Lao Huang and Brother Lu should not be impatient. Then, he patted the throat gently and made a thought.

In an instant, a drop of black and rich essence of turbid air, which seemed like amber, condensed between Chen Fusheng's fingers and handed it to Lao Huang.

Lao Huang just sniffed it and felt his whole body floating. He couldn't help swallowing, and then he picked up the essence amber and threw it to the original evil spirit, and said proudly:

"Show your master, this is a rare and rare thing! It is what I gained from my alchemy, and it is hard to find in the world!"

The primitive evil spirit was also aware of the goods. He nodded respectfully just by looking at it and quickly went to work.

But after a while, all the primitive evil spirits dodged and sent Lao Huang and others into it.

Go up the steps and enter the courtyard immediately.

There are gloomy tall buildings on both sides, with black flames lingering and evil spirits permeating.

Chen Fusheng calmly watched and walked into the hall of the high-rise buildings.

The layout of the hall is similar to the nobles on earth and is magnificent.

There were seats with gold and jade on both sides, and there were more than a dozen or so bad things about the underworld. At the front, on the high platform, were the main seat and the accompanying seat.

Fairy Xue was still wearing a white gauze shirt, exquisite and floating, holding her chin with one hand, leaning against the main seat, and looking up at Chen Fusheng and others lazily.

She just waved her hand slightly and made a gesture, then stopped paying attention to Chen Fusheng and others, and talked with the bad guys who were sitting by her side.

Old Huang and Brother Lu were so angry that they had to continue to endure it, sat down with dust and observed the surroundings in resentment.

"Hmm? Is it him?"

Chen Fusheng sat down and saw at a glance that the strange young man Luo Jiu was sitting on the left side of Fairy Xue.

Old Huang and Brother Lu also saw Luo Jiu and looked embarrassed.

After all, they are from the same background, and now they are superior, but they are in aggrieved and begging for the sake of their own.

"I think it's not wise to hit the third level of the underworld!"

Alongside Fairy Xue, a mature and bad guy, questioned loudly.

Another bad guy immediately said contempt:

"Do you stay in these three levels and deal with ghosts every day? Only after going to the fourth level can you know what opportunity is! What is entry!"

The old-fashioned badminton counterattack:

"I also know that the fourth floor is a good place, but the third floor is where we came from and where we were. Wouldn't it be better to manage this place first and then make progress?"

There is a bad guy next to him who also agrees:

"What Mr. Su said makes sense. Our foundation is not stable yet, and we have no confidence in winning. If there is heavy losses, it will be difficult for us to make a comeback!"

Fairy Xue ignored these arguments, but smiled calmly, looked at Luo Jiu beside her, and asked in a lazy and charming voice:

"Brother Luo Ji, what do you think?"

Luo Ji's eyes flashed over all the badmintons present, and he was a little contemptuous and hummed with contempt:

"The camp is sloppy, with a short and shallow eyes. He only knows how rampant it is in his hometown, but he does not know how big the outside world is or how good the outside world is!"
To be continued...