When I finish playing this game, I will beat you to death!

And as the steel torrent of the ship girls marched at a rapid speed, they would launch map cannons in the small island country of Neon from time to time, and Wu Mi, who was still intoxicated in his fantasy of becoming a god in the infinite city, learned about it.

ps: Ask for tickets, ask for recommendations, is it taboo to write anti-routines like I said before?I remember the hedgehog cat had a communication...

Chapter 71 Ghost Slayer World Hell

"Damn....Who the hell are these guys!?"

In the dark and strange Infinite City, in a Japanese-style room with a strange atmosphere.

In this dark and oppressive space, countless Hefeng Gates are intertwined and arranged, and figures of different shapes exuding evil aura are filled everywhere.

They are all evil spirits, with stern or cunning expressions, or ferocious, or have no human form at all.

They are all powerful evil spirits squatting in the infinite city, and they are all elites collected by Oniwu Tsuji on a large scale today. Almost every evil spirit here has a combat power at the level of destroying the city, and they all have the ability to be promoted to strings. capital and talent.

But now a powerful force that Wu Mi did not expect appeared in Neon, and Wu Mi, who sensed something bad, immediately summoned these elites.

And in a Japanese-style room in Infinite City, a dark woman with long black hair, wearing a slightly worn kimono, and playing with a lute in her hand lowered her head, not daring to offend the gloomy-faced Ghost Mai Tsuji.

"Naruko, has your 'eyeball avatar' found out about these guys?"

"I'm sorry...Master Wu Mi..."

The pipa girl with her head hanging down, that is, the evil ghost Mingnu raised her head, revealing her face with pitch-black hair, because there was only one huge eyeball on Mingnu's fair melon-seeded face.

Like a one-eyed ogre in a magical world, or a monster image in a neon ghost story, her weird and permeable face immediately eliminated any beauty in her body, leaving only horror.

Facing the piercing and huge eyeballs, Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan standing in front of a paper door with a gloomy face didn't care at all.

This ghost named Naruto is his valet of Oni Wu Tsuji, who lives in Infinite City and assists him.

The operation of the entire Infinite City relies on Naruto to control it.

Of course, Wu Mi, whose strength has greatly changed now, can also control the space of Infinite City, as long as he has the intention to swallow Naruto.

But he doesn't need it at all, he himself has a similar spatial ability, so naturally he is not interested in mastering the changes in Infinite City.

"Bastard, where did the guy dare to come against me, the power of those women..."

Ghost Mai Tsuji Wuyou tightly clenched his withered palms, this time he changed into a male gentleman's attire, but Wuyou in a black suit, with an extremely gloomy face, couldn't be called a gentleman.

The twin ghosts who stayed in Neon's Winding Land were wiped out immediately, and Wu Mi also obtained the memory of the prostitute Taro through his own blood.

So, the moment before the death of the prostitute Taro, he also felt the sacred and destructive power like the sun that once restrained the evil spirits.

This made Wu Mi, who had already become arrogant and complacent, have a very bad premonition. That kind of power is indeed restraining to the ghosts he created, and human beings have already started to launch a fierce counterattack relying on this power .

The evil ghosts created by Wu Mi didn't give them the potential to surpass themselves. He is enough for a truly perfect and ultimate creature.

Besides, he doesn't want to make a mess of his back garden,

But now, he needs to break this rule, those women who don't know where they come from must be eliminated!

"Naru! Call back Hei Si Mou and Tong Mo who are on an expedition, and all the ghosts who have reached the string level!"

Wu Mi gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and gave the order.

It is necessary to completely eradicate these signs that make him have a bad feeling, and they must not be allowed to continue to survive.

"Understood, my lord."

Without any hesitation, let alone any questions, Ming Nu caressed the pipa in her arms, and with a soft sound of strings, all the large paper doors around were pulled open with a bang.

Hundreds of figures of different shapes emerged outside the paper door, all exuding a terrifying aura and descending into the Infinite City, accepting Wu Mi's summons.

"Anyone who dares to hinder my ascension to God is rubbish that needs to be swept away!"

Seeing the powerful evil spirits coming in one after another from outside the paper door, Gui Wu Tsuji's bewitching face showed a sinister grin.

Countless fleshy needles began to spread out from his back. Through these fleshy tentacles and bone spurs, he could distribute his perfect blood to these ghosts, making them stronger!

He is going to put all these evil spirits on the battlefield now, and destroy those unsightly guys in one go.

The rewards on the system panel that only he could see made Wu Mi jealous and crazy. At first, he wanted to live, and he continued to live until eternity.

Now he has a greater pursuit, which is to continue to evolve, to be king on the throne of the gods!

........

On the other side, Lei Zhe, who was interested in this world of hell, sent his shadow companions to the hell of the world of Demon Slayer: Blade.

What interests Lei Zhe in this world is that those breathing methods and the blood on those evil spirits are of great value.

He had already obtained the breathing method through the ghost killing team. After all, Lei Zhe really gave them a life-saving grace, and also gave them magical weapons such as magic swords and holy swords.

The process of changing the breathing method is also very smooth.

As for the blood of the evil spirits, I will leave it to my own girls to take care of, and Wu Mi will also become an experimental product for his test bed.

Now, through the power of the Netherworld Holy Grail to cross the boundary between life and death, the tall and straight Lei Zhe, with his blond hair fluttering like the sun, is walking in a dark tunnel with his golden holy gun on his shoulder.

The farther you go, the stronger the breath of death becomes.

"Crash--!"

When Lei Zhe passed through the exit completely, he heard a very strange river god, and what caught his eyes was the dark gray sky, and the dead gray river with countless distorted faces and exuding cold and dead air.

This is a place that does not belong to the world, the sky is only black and gray without more bright and vibrant colors, and the whole world has no corresponding warm light.

In the sky, a round of black sun was floating, casting a chilly light. The light was naturally black, without any meaning of warmth.

After passing through the space tunnel and stepping on the land of the underworld, Lei Zhe frowned and looked at the spacious road ahead, with densely packed souls constantly heading to the other shore.

A group of numb-looking people walked on the barren land, with no end in sight. The whole world gave Lei Zhe a feeling of depression and desolation.

Above the earth, there is a wide river that descends from the sky.

"It seems that this is Santuchuan..."

Lei Zhe looked around with great interest, and finally looked at the extremely dark river with interest, and whispered to himself.

Here is the dividing line between the world of life and the world of death in the legend.

The strange river sound that Lei Zhe heard in front was the river of Santuhe.

Because the flowing water in Hanoi will be divided into three different flow rates: slow, normal and rapid according to the behavior of the deceased.

Therefore, it is called "Santu River".

In Lei Zhe's interesting line of sight, there was a ferryboat in the river in front of him, and a ferryman covered in a black robe stood up, his face could not be seen clearly, and he exuded a cold aura.

People with numb expressions kept walking to the shore. Every time the ferry was full of people, they headed for the other side of the river. The boat was not big, and there must be bumps in the vast river. People on the edge stumbled and fell into the water. The human hand stretched out in the river and pulled the drowning person into the bottom of the river, and no ripples appeared again.

This is the River Styx, the boundary separating the living and the dead. In the legend of the Neon native country, it is called the Santu River.

As the dividing line between this world and the next world, there is only one way for the soul to cross the "Santu River".

That is to take the ferry on the "Santu River", there is no other way.

Once the soul accidentally slips and falls into the Santu River, it will never be free.

Because the water of the Santu River is not buoyant and contains a poison that can corrode the soul.

Therefore, those souls who venture into the water will never have the chance to go ashore again, and can only become water ghosts in the "Santu River".

Under such pain, these water ghosts became jealous of other souls who still had the hope of becoming Buddhas.

Once a soul falls into the water, they will swarm up and pull it into the bottom of the river, making him also become a water ghost and suffer the same pain.

The east bank of the river is the magical place between life and death, and the west bank of the river is the real country of death.

After death, they will come to the river through the junction of life and death. The undead will lose consciousness the moment they step in, no matter how powerful they were in life.

Only after passing Santuchuan and reaching the other shore, the soul will regain its independent consciousness. Some people who still have nostalgia for the world will stay on the opposite side of the other shore and continue to watch the reality from the boundary between life and death. .

Smiling, Lei Zhe followed the other souls to the Santu River, which was full of dark, dead energy and poisonous spirits. Seeing a large number of souls wailing in the river, he felt very happy and stretched out his golden holy spear into the river.

A strange fluctuation spread in the Santu River, and Lei Zhe opened the passage to his Valhalla Magic City like fishing, and released the breath of life as bait.

A golden space vortex is in the Santu River, exuding a conspicuous aura, which is very attractive to ghosts!

"Woooooooo..."

All the souls who were still howling in the Santu River were taken aback for a moment, and then showed expressions of ecstasy and excitement.

After they felt the different breath of the same kind and the breath of life, they rushed towards the golden demon realm like a group of sharks smelling fishy smell.

These water ghosts don't know how long it has been since they were tortured by the poisonous water of the Santu River.

Now they feel and see a completely new and different world. Even though they know that it is a hell where they will fight each other in the time and space of eternal calamity, they are still willing to go there.

Because they are not qualified to pursue better goals, they can only pursue an environment that is not bad compared to the present.

Soon, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the countless mourning souls in the Santu River disappeared in a short period of time, tens of thousands of souls in seconds.

Because of the long time, it is impossible to count how many souls have suffered in the Santu River.

Tens of thousands, millions, tens of millions...

A large number of countless souls poured into the unknown golden demon realm Valhalla from the Santu River, and began a never-ending battle.

In the Santu River, the ferryman who had just carried a boat of souls felt that the number of mourning souls in the surrounding river had decreased a lot, and looked into the Santu River with some doubts.

It didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the paddle in his hand.

The number of souls suddenly disappeared, and this was the first time he had seen this kind of situation in the thousands of years of ferrying. Looking in the direction of the group of souls, he saw a golden figure that made his eyes widen.

Is that the living?How could there be any living people who came to Santuchuan! ?

However, seeing that a large number of souls in the Santu River were taken away by the figure holding the golden holy gun, the ferryman roared furiously:

"Baga! What are you bastard doing!?

"Ok?"

Lei Zhe turned his calm and extremely wild and oppressive eyes over, and the golden eyes were burning with infinite high-density soul power.

As soon as this line of sight fell on the Santuchuan ferryman, it immediately revealed his ugly cheek under the black robe, which looked like a piece of skin glued to the skeleton.

"Gah!"

Like a dead duck being strangled by the neck, Lei Zena's heavy gaze fell on him, and his body immediately hit the boat.

clap la la...  

"Crack, click..."

The entire boat and the entire ferryman were shaking and moaning on the Santu River, dense cracks appeared on the wooden boat, and it was about to disintegrate and sink into the Santu River.

"...Death! Forgive me, my lord!"

The ferryman's whole body, oh no, the whole ghost stuck to the boat, his withered and rotten face pressed against the boat, the anger at the beginning was gone, and he begged for mercy very embarrassingly.

Well, it seems that no matter in the world or in the underworld, big fists are always the universal truth.

"Humph!"

Lei Zhe snorted coldly, and stopped when he saw that the souls he had extracted were almost done. He didn't know whether his actions would have a bad impact on the Netherland of this world. would have gone too far.

Now he has drawn tens of millions of souls from the Santu River, which is enough for him to use for a long time.

And the guy who was the ferryman of the Santu River's boats also felt that the terrifying gravity on his body disappeared.

despair......

Just as the ferryman was about to get up, he saw a pair of feet appearing in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and raised his head nervously, looking at the handsome young man with long golden hair in front of him tremblingly. She looked at him calmly and coldly.

"Take me across the river!"

Lei Zhe ordered coldly.

"Ah? My lord, do you want to cross the Santu River?"

The ferryman stood up in a state of embarrassment, looked at the young man exuding enormous pressure tremblingly, and asked in surprise.

"What are you talking about, quickly take me across the river!"

The terrifying breath of death overflowed from Lei Zhe, frightening the ferryman in front of him, Lei Zhe said a little impatiently,

The condensed aura of the law of death on his body is part of the law that once devoured the demigod necromancer, as well as Xiaoyou's perception of death, and even the integration of the human world and the final transformation.

"Yes, yes, yes! I will take you across the river, sir!"

Feeling the strong breath of death that was about to hit his face, the ferryman was very sincere and didn't ask any more questions, and immediately started the ferry.

And Lei Zhe squinted his eyes carefully to appreciate the breath of hell around him. After being taken across the Santu River by the ferryman, he carried the golden holy gun and walked towards the underworld with all the ghosts on the other side looking at him in awe. Deep in hell.