"So, what should we do next? Do you have a procedure?" Since the other party did not allow Yin Changsheng to leave, Yin Changsheng could only let the other party go to the west.

Originally, he thought that as long as the other party let him go and he would accept it even if he had a side mission missing.

But now, I can only fight with the other party.

"Do you dare to ask the donor, are you afraid?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of death." Yin Changsheng admitted openly, he was always afraid of death.

As for the others?

Yin Changsheng has never been afraid of it, and he is not even afraid of the good fortune ghost in his body.

The old monk from Pure Land smiled slightly. It was the first time he had met such a person. When those practitioners who came before heard this, they said either high-sounding and righteous words or so-called generous and fearless words.

I admit that I am afraid of death, this is the first one.

"The donor knows the hell of the Abyss."

As soon as the old monk said, the original situation in the Main Hall turned into a hell full of flames. Countless evil ghosts wailed and screamed in the souls.

These sounds were poured into Yin Changsheng's mind like demonic sounds, and even the mental power of the martial artist could not stop these shrill sounds.

But Yin Changsheng did not feel uncomfortable at all, but instead said to himself.

"The Hell of the Avici is the lowest level of the eight hot hells. There are five uninterrupted things, which are the fruits of the interest, sufferings of the time, life, and body, which are basically no different from eternal torture. Do you have anything to add to it?"

"Since that's the case, why are you not afraid in your heart?" The old monk Jile was a little confused.

"First of all, you made a mistake, that is, I am afraid of death, not hell, or why do you think I am afraid of hell?" Yin Changsheng looked around, and the tortured ghosts stared at him with a resentful look. Not only was he not afraid, he also wanted to go over and give him a blow one by one.

The old monk Pure Land couldn't help but remain silent. It was hard for him to imagine that the other party was not afraid at all.

Even other practitioners will feel a little fear when they fall into this Abyssinus Hell, even if it is just a little, it will be enough to attract the inner demon.

"To be honest, your layout is still a little bit worse. You adjust the color of the fire, make it gray-black, and then use some living limbs as candlesticks to create a uncanny valley effect. Those ghosts, don't always use fire, dismember corpses, etc. You can hang them up and then use that kind of resentful look. Yes, it's better to look at people half-rotten or not, and there's a little meat. The kind that drips oil under the roasting of the fire is a bit bad. And it's this kind of smell. You can't just use the rotten smell. You can try the aroma of barbecue, and finally..."

Yin Changsheng gave a lot of suggestions to the old monk Jile. He heard that the old monk Jile was a black line. What environment did you live in? How could you seem to be more skilled than him?

"Of course, the most core point is music. Always wailing is actually useless. You can try the music that is particularly in the underworld and in the underworld, so that your scene can be more realistic and weird."

The old monk Jile was still very humbly listening to Yin Changsheng's words, after all, the master is the teacher.

"Give some water, I'm a little thirsty after talking for a long time." Yin Changsheng spoke for a long time before he spoke.

"Sorry, no."

The old monk Jile was so stingy that he didn't even give him a glass of water. This was something Yin Changsheng didn't expect.

"It is necessary for the horse to run, and it is necessary for the horse to not eat grass, sneer."

Yin Changsheng didn't intend to spoil the other party's behavior, so he spoke up and sneered.

Of course, he was not telling these things to the other party for nothing. He was delaying time. The martial artists constantly used their minds to explore the so-called Avici Hell.

This place is definitely not the real Abyssas Hell, but the walls are manifested, just like the Jingxin Temple before.

He is waiting for a breakthrough.

Although I don't know what this breakthrough is.

It may be a passing god to help his life, or it may be a direct earthquake and a mountain shake that knocked down Jingxin Temple. No matter what it is, just burn the fortune value.

"The donor has a great spirit. It seems that my Infinite Hell cannot do anything to the donor." After speaking, the fire disappeared, the ghosts and monsters dissipated, and even the sound of the ear-filled demon dissipated.

Then Yin Changsheng was in a palace.

A group of girls in very cool clothes were dancing the Demon dance in the hall, and Yin Changsheng was stunned.

Why did he tempt him to change his color? He doesn't seem to have any resistance to this...

After watching for two minutes, the girls insisted on squeezing towards Yin Changsheng.

After thinking for a second, Yin Changsheng picked up the hammer and smashed it at the head of the girl closest to him, directly smashing the girl into pieces.

All the girls who wanted to squeeze into him took a step back together.

"At least you can give some real people, just want to fool me with a good look?" Yin Changsheng felt that he was insulted.

Of course, even if it is a real person, Yin Changsheng will make a peach blossom bloom in one go.

...

A cold light flashed in Baili Ming's eyes. He did not expect that the remaining Hu Huiliu family would come again and again. What was even more terrifying was that the Hu family's immortal and the horse disciples actually carried a trace of the soul of the Hu family's great master. If it weren't for the Qingyun Sword that had just been refined, which imitated the magic sword of the Yu Duobao True Lord, he would probably have been beaten to death by the Hu family's great master.

Although he escaped from the pursuit of the three families, he was still unwilling to accept it.

"I remember there was a forbidden place on the Nanshan Mountain, which seemed to be called Jingxin Temple. It seemed that Xu Hongru had an idea in his previous life, but he was defeated. The situation inside was unknown. But after he came back, Xu Hongru was in seclusion for several days, and it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage."

"If I lead those three families to the Jingxin Temple..."

"Just how to lead and how to get out of it."

Baili Ming set his sights on his newly refined puppet doll. This puppet doll was refined by him from the soul of the Baixian before. He originally wanted to imitate the blood sea demon child of Duobao True Lord in his previous life, but he could not imitate it anyway and could only refine it into a puppet doll.

"When I find another spiritual baby, this white immortal will eventually become a hedgehog. Even if he has good qualifications, he is not orthodox. Now I can only give up this puppet doll. Only with giving up can you gain. Kill these three great immortals and go to the Scent of Incense and the Court to get it back." Baili Ming knew one thing well, that is, only with giving can you gain.

I can't bear to leave my child and can't trap a wolf. A mere puppet doll was used to prevent disasters, but now it's just right.
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