It is precisely because he has recovered a certain amount of memory and cognition and his own strong strength that Shen Binghe can vaguely feel that the current underworld space is actually only in its infancy and is still very weak.

Moreover, this underworld space should also have a master and control. Just like those who are the peak ghost coaches and the existence of the half-step ghost king, they all control a secret space.

And the underworld today should have a similar situation...

Meng Chao naturally knew Shen Binghe's thoughts as clearly as he read the text on his palm, but he didn't care. When he transformed into the ghost body of the ghost, especially the seal of the hell manager, and transformed into the body of the prison-suppressing god.

It means that he has been completely bound in the underworld space and will never be separated from it forever. Even if it is reincarnation, this connection will exist and will eventually return to the underworld and inherit the identity of the hell manager.

Unless one day, Meng Chao takes back the seal of the hell manager and completely deprives him of all his power, he will reincarnate like an ordinary creature and live and practice according to his will.

Well, if he dies, he will still have to return to the underworld space and then reincarnate again. He will only lose the blessing of his identity as a manager of hell, and may never be able to recover his current memory.

After Shen Binghe walked into the Hall of Hell, he reached out to summon the seal of the Hell Manager and threw it up gently.

In an instant, the light burst out, and infinite dark gold light spread, covering the entire Hell Hall and the first floor of hell in the mirror space.

"Well~, is that like this...

It has just evolved and formed, and it also needs to be imprisoned a large number of resentful souls and ghosts, constantly improve, strengthen hell, and then evolve one by one to become stronger and more hell..."

In an instant, Shen Binghe had a very clear understanding of the situation in the entire hell, and at the same time he had completed his complete control of hell.

And in a layer of hell, Liu Lisong also looked up suddenly and looked up above the hell space.

"This is...

The hell manager has arrived...

only...

Well, why do I feel that this breath is a bit familiar?..."

At this point, Meng Chao retracted his attention to the underworld space and rushed towards his own direction.

As for Shen Binghe and Liu Lisong, the two enemies, Meng Chao didn't care about some of the things that happened after the meeting.

Fast traveling through the shadow space, Meng Chao kept flashing and jumping...

Suddenly, Meng Chao stopped, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked at a place in reality ahead.

"Let's go! Go quickly, I'll hold him..."

A middle-aged man in the uniform of the Supernatural Coordination Bureau was looking vigilantly at the third-level resentful soul in front of him, and waved his hands and shouted at the person behind him.

"Team Ling..."

Several younger people behind the middle-aged man couldn't help but their eyes turned red when they saw the situation in front of him.

"Where did you come from so much nonsense? Get out of here, you will only drag me down..."

The middle-aged man, known as Team Ling, shouted impatiently before the person behind him continued to speak.

At the same time, the body was like lightning, and the ghostly spirits were swirling around, pounced towards the third-level resentful soul in front of him.

"Can..."

"Let's go! Don't cause trouble for Team Ling. Let's leave this field and report to ask for help..."

Seeing the situation in front of me, someone else wanted to say something, but he was simply interrupted and quickly called everyone to leave.

However, facing a level 3 resentful soul, the Ling team was only in the late stage of level 2. After only one encounter, he barely resisted the attack twice, and was already hit by the resentful soul, and flew backwards and hit the people who wanted to leave, causing everyone to fall to the ground in a mess.

Several people stood up in a panic and looked at the wound on Ling's chest that was scratched by the evil ghost. Straws of Yin and Ghost Aura floated out, but no even a half-blood was overflowing. It was just that the ferocious wound turned outward, revealing the rotten flesh that had lost its vitality and was dry and dark.

"Um~ Cough! It seems that this time, our team will be destroyed here..."

A depressing cough made a light cough, and a trace of black blood spilled out of the corner of Team Ling's mouth, and he said to the other people with a miserable expression.

"Damn! We've tried it for him. We can drag it for a while. If the above can quickly find out the abnormalities here, maybe we can survive..."

Seeing that they could no longer escape, some people felt desperate and timid, but some people burst into extreme anger because they were forced into a dead end and immediately cursed loudly.

At the same time, his body began to bloom with blood and even dispel the cold evil aura that enveloped everyone.

But before he could launch an attack, the third-level resentful soul that had been staring at Team Ling, felt the rich power of qi and blood on his body, but suddenly turned his head and looked at his place, and his spirit locked it firmly.

The rich qi, blood and yang energy of humans are absolutely unparalleled in attracting ghosts.

In an instant, the man felt a cold force covering his body, and the power of qi and blood that he burst out was pressed back into his body in an instant.

An extreme thrilling feeling enveloped his heart, his hair was counting down, and a numbness surged from his tail vertebrae and made him feel sore and soft. Not to mention attacking, he couldn't even raise any strength even if he moved.

"Damn it! I will die like this, move! Move! Move! Move me!"

But no matter how much he shouted in his heart, his hands, feet and limbs were as difficult to move as if they were filled with lead.

In the next moment, the third-level resentful soul in the distance had already flashed and came directly in front of him. With the ghost claws dancing, they had already grabbed his neck and pulled him closer.

At the same time, the third-level resentful soul sucked hard at his mouth and nose, and immediately there was a light red aura that was pulled out of his body and slowly penetrated into the body of the resentful soul.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Seeing his team members being extracted from his life yang energy, Team Ling couldn't help but have a sudden burst of eyes, struggling to get up again.

However, Team Ling just stood up and fell weakly again.

"Puff~!..."

Under the anger, the powerless Ling team's blood surged up, and he couldn't help but spew a mouthful of blood, completely unable to move. He could only watch his team members die by the third-level resentful soul...
Chapter completed!