Saying hello to the ancient head on the ninth floor, I walked ahead and stepped onto the tenth floor.
"call!"
"Huh...huh...huh!"
I was attracted by the sound of the wind and turned around. The corridor here was no different from the one downstairs.
The only difference is that there aren't even ghosts.
There was only the sound of the wind.
Dongyue shivered: "Brother Zai, do you feel it's cold here?"
He didn't say it, but I really couldn't feel it. As a ghost, even though I am a human body, the yin energy is always with me. My ability to sense temperature is indeed not high.
I looked down and saw my feet. I took a step forward and heard the sound of stepping on the ice.
Dongyue was puzzled: "Is this?"
My face turned solemn: "Ice Hell!"
"Lao Gu told me that the evil ghosts above the tenth floor are no longer evil ghosts!"
"Under the influence of the eighteen levels of hell, they merged with punishment and desire."
"The obsession with the weak is hell, existing in the form of hell!"
"Those who have strong obsessions will be completely swallowed up by their obsessions and become part of them!"
"In short, no matter which form it appears in, it is no longer a ghost."
"Dongyue, if you meet me, don't be lenient!"
"Killing them is a sinister thing!"
Dongyue was also a little solemn. He understood why I didn't let him come. It is simply impossible for a mortal to fight against hell!
"Brother Zai, how should we defeat them!"
I shook my head and held the Yin-Zhanbing knife in front of my chest: "We can't defeat Hell!"
"But collecting ghosts is our strength. We just need to find the ghost hiding in hell and kill him!"
I closed my eyes and looked around with my dark eyes: "It's so cold, it should be the tenth level of hell, the ice hell!"
"So, if you find the coldest place, you can find ghosts!"
"Dongyue, follow me closely, don't fall behind!"
I walked in front, Dongyue followed me, and the two of us walked towards the eastern corridor.
The so-called hell is something in the underworld.
The deeper you go into the eighteen levels of hell, the heavier the resentment becomes!
Resentment is related to Yin Qi. If the resentment is heavy, Yin Qi will be sufficient.
It's summer now, and the sun is the most poisonous in the west.
Therefore, the coldest place should be in the east.
This is not something that evil ghosts can decide, and hell is not something that the underworld can control.
But every time I took a step forward, I felt like there was biting ice.
It was like ice needles piercing the body.
I turned to look at Dongyue. His legs were wrapped in thin ice. Every time he took a step, a thin line of ice immediately snaked out from the floor and wrapped his legs.
As we move forward, the position of the ice package is getting higher and higher!
This proves that we are on the right track!
But, it also proves that we are dangerous.
Because this is the ice hell of the underworld, even if it is just a simplified version of hell, it is still terrifying!
"Dongyue, how about you stay here?"
Dongyue shook his head: "Brother Zai, hell is out of control, so do we have any way to make the ghosts come to us!"
I opened my eyes wide: "This is a way, but I suddenly thought of another way!"
"This world is a world of Yin Qi, so!"
I lay on my stomach on the ground, on top of the ice.
I opened my mouth and swallowed the thin ice in big mouthfuls.
The ice needles stabbed into my guts and into my stomach.
I straightened up: "Is it useful?"
Dongyue nodded: "It works, the ice on my legs has gone down an inch!"
I shook my head: "I can't eat anymore. It's already uncomfortable enough when the ice needle pricks me outside my body! Now if it pricks me in my stomach, it will kill me!"
"call!"
The wind is blowing!
A biting cold wave blew from the second room to the east.
Dongyue and I were completely wrapped in ice.
I came out of the Yin God and looked at each other with the Dongyue Yang God: "The method just now won't work. The Ice Hell is Yin Qi. Compared with the Yin Qi I swallowed, the torture I received is even more unbearable!"
This level of hell is not scary.
But it makes me feel horrible.
I haven't seen the ghost yet on the tenth floor, but my body feels how powerful the ghost is. It traps us and makes us unable to move.
Time is passing, long and boring.
This is the most real feeling of hell.
Endless pain!
I couldn't think of a way for a while. If it was a powerful ghost, I could still draw my knife and fight with him at this moment, but now my body is under control, but I don't even see who the enemy is.
"Huh?" I was a little confused, and there was a cheer from my ghost bag.
My body is frozen, and so is my kit.
Helpless, Yin Shen slashed himself with a knife, making a small incision, and finally found the location of the kit.
I took control, opened the bag, and released the contents.
"Xiaorou?" I was confused!
The ancient sword controlled by Xiaorou cheered in the ice hell: "What pure Yin energy!"
"You don't feel the cold?"
I slapped my head and shouted, "Really, I'm so stupid. You are a sword, a copper sword, how can you feel cold!"
I just remembered that besides me, there is another thing that can absorb Yin Qi like me.
It’s Xiaorou’s girl. She has been living in my ghost bag and in a box.
Every time he comes out, he always uses the Yin Qi on the ancient sword as fuel.
I laughed and found a way: "Xiaorou, go and absorb it to your heart's content!"
"Completely absorb this layer of Yin Qi!"
Xiaorou was happy: "Really, is it okay?"
The ancient sword was beating, with ice spikes constantly stabbing the sword body.
I never knew who made this ancient sword, but from the information Xiaorou accidentally leaked, I think the maker of this sword was a master.
And this master is the person she is looking for.
How could an ancient sword made by a weapons master be afraid of ice spikes?
The ice spikes pierced the ancient sword, but were all blocked by the ancient sword.
When it lands, the ice spike becomes smaller.
I saw clearly that some Yin Qi entered the ancient sword during the exchange with it.
As the number of ice spikes increased, the ancient sword was frozen in mid-air and unable to move.
I'm not worried.
You Dongyue looked at all this from a distance.
Because we both know what is coming!
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
The ice spikes clinging to the ancient sword exploded. The explosion of thick ice was not because the ancient sword was broken, but because the Yin Qi was absorbed and could not bear the ice, so it exploded.
I once again saw clearly what the ancient sword looked like.
In the dark environment, sunlight from the east shines into the long and narrow corridor.
The ancient sword reflects the faint light under the sunlight.
It's scary and fascinating.
The ancient sword was vibrating, changing from its original color to a faint blue bit by bit!
Xiaorou laughed: "Master, you have to see clearly what this sword really looks like!"
"Why?" I asked.
"Because it would be cool!"
A storm arose in the ice hell. The restrictions on Dongyue and I's bodies were lifted, and the ice on our bodies turned into water droplets and fell down.
The ancient sword is getting longer bit by bit. Originally it was said to be an ancient sword, but in fact it looks like a slightly longer dagger.
But now it really turned into a long sword. The traces of the long sword and the bronze sword were gradually wrapped. The outside was a thick layer of blue ice, and inside the ice was the entity of the sword.
The restrictions of the Ice Hell are disappearing little by little.
Countless ice spikes appeared on the sword!
"Put it down!" shouted angrily.
An Ice Juren, covered in ice spikes, jumped out of the second room in the east, trying to grab my sword.
My Yin spirit came back to my senses, holding the ancient sword in my hand, raising it high and lowering it again.
The frozen people turned into blue smoke for a while.
The long sword pierced the floor of the eleventh floor, and through the long gap, I saw those blood-red eyes.
There was blood falling from the eyes and fell to the ground, bringing up smelly smoke!
