Chapter 462 Level 5 Basic Hell

Lying on the ground like a homeless dog, the iron helmet could not have predicted that he would fall to this point. In front of these two people, he had no room for resistance. In the deep fear, he still had a humiliating resentment. Unfortunately, his eyes had been scrapped, otherwise his eyes would definitely kill people. Rhythm.

"Poor."

Qin Yang looked around and spit out these two words.

It's really pitiful. The growth of the iron helmet is completely the indulgence of the man in black. To put it bluntly, it is raised as a pig, and the only end of raising it is to be slaughtered.

"I won't let you go even if I die." The iron helmet said coldly.

"Are you pathetic again?" Qin Yang shook his head and said, "Do you think you will still have a chance to be reborn in front of these people?"

The iron helmet roared and spelled out the last strength to resist, but a sharp arrow that appeared out of thin air pierced his head in an instant. Qin Yang's eyes narrowed and his murderous spirit soared. That day, Lu and the man in black stared at the distance. There was a fear in his eyes that he could kill people with a cold arrow at this time. What's the reason for this man? Question mark

The man in black grabbed his empty hands, and the sharp arrow was pulled out and fell into his hand. He snorted coldly and said, "Be careful of these people."

Qin Yang nodded silently.

The man in black flashed and ran to the distance. Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders, looked at the iron helmet lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "Tragedy."

With that, he sat cross-legged in front of him.

Xia Yan's friends stared at this scene in a daze. Does it mean that killing is killing people? The old lamas came over, stood in front of the corpse and meditated on Sanskrit. Then they lifted the body of the iron helmet together. Instead, Qin Yang sat there cross-legged. Tianlu sighed and raised his hands, as if something had been separated from the air and integrated into his hand.

At this time, in the hell space.

A group of demons dance.

Countless undead roared crazily in the sky, and cold breaths kept flashing, and dark claws flashed in the dark void. Every time the roaring undead was thrown into the hell hall in an instant, and the crazy clamor was thrown into purgatory. Qin Yang stood like a god of death. There, he watched the demons dance coldly.

And as the black light of hell continued to grow, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth with an expressionless face.

I don't know how long it will take. When there are no undead outside the hell palace, a black light shines from the gate of the palace, which leads Qin Yang in and goes directly to the second floor. Unlike the huge pillar in the first layer, in this second floor, except for the middle, the rest are empty, in the middle. It was a huge wheel, like a huge quarter-hour. On top of that quarter-hour, it was divided into twelve intervals. Each interval was carved with strange patterns. Qin Yang looked carefully but could not see why. Just as he was puzzled, he saw a light flashing from it. Qin Yang was deep. He took a breath and digested the sudden information.

"It's quite empty." The housekeeper and Zuo Ci came over and looked around. Zuo Ci was stunned after seeing the wheel and said in surprise, "Isn't this a round wheel?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's really a rotating wheel."

"What do you mean?" The housekeeper asked.

Zuo Ci said, "There is a legend that there is an artifact that can drive evil and turn good luck into good luck. I have occasionally seen it in books, but I just think it is fictional. After all, a person who becomes a king and becomes a bandit depends on his own ability, but he doesn't want it to be real."

"Unfortunately, we can't manipulate the fate of the rest of the spokespersons." Qin Yang said helplessly.

"Stop it." Zuo Ci said, "Manipulating the fate of the rest of the spokespersons? As long as you reach level six hell, you can destroy the Holy Alliance. You could have controlled a person's life and death, but you can't manipulate his good or bad luck. Now the second floor is open, and it is already a great magic power to change everything in a person's future.

Qin Yang smiled.

"This is the magic power carried by hell. I didn't expect that the number of undead stored in an iron helmet would be as much as 100 million, but now many undeads don't have much use for you. After level five, the hell upgrade needs to complete the hell mission." The housekeeper said, "What's more, you haven't completed the six-level hell mission to slaughter the Bliss Hall. In essence, it does not belong to the fifth-level hell. However, there is an advantage now. At least you have enough strength in the face of Xu Moti. After all, killing Xu Moti was originally a level 5 upgrade to level 6. So now, although it is not in essence, there is already a level 5 strength, which is temporarily in line with the hell upgrade process, but it is hard to say in the future.

"Damn, that damn Xu Moti." Qin Yang scolded that this damn guy disappeared. Of course, he might not be able to kill him standing in front of him.

With his progress, it was originally a level 4 to level 5 to level 5 hell task, but I didn't expect to open the hell palace in advance, which made the upgrade task more difficult. Level 5 to level 6 need to complete the level 7 hell task, level 6 to level 7 needs to complete level 8 hell task, and level 8 to level 9 needs to complete and never appear. Level 10 tasks!

Originally, the slaughter of bliss should have been a task done after reaching the peak of level 5, but I didn't expect that it was one level ahead of schedule. To do it with the essence of level 4, it is simply to die, but now it is a little easier.

"After killing Sumati, you should immediately upgrade to the peak of level 5 and accept the level 7 hell mission, eliminating the rest of the tedious tasks." The housekeeper said, "After all, you have the foundation of the five-level peak by absorbing the energy of the iron helmet. It's just a pity that a seven-level iron helmet can only make you upgrade to one level.

"That's enough." Qin Yang said, "I have to kill at least eight-level Xu Moti, and I'm also relaxed a little."

"Hope, right?" The housekeeper and Zuo Ci looked at each other. The strength of the eighth-level Xu Moti is absolutely not low. It is challenging to deal with him with the fifth-level hell. Unless Qin Yang can find an iron helmet-like absorption and then upgrade to the foundation to the sixth level, it is really hard to say who will win or lose in the two-level battle.

After Qin Yang returned to his body, he obviously felt that his physical strength had been strengthened. He did not dare to say that it was as easy to deal with the iron helmet as Tianlu and the man in black, but it was not difficult to kill him. Hell, which originally belonged to the top undead space, to deal with the master of an ordinary dead space, the two-level battle. It's easy to fight.

Reaching the five-level basic hell, Qin Yang also relaxed a little. He opened his eyes and found that Xia Yan was sitting aside, with a beautiful ice butterfly in the palm of his hand. The ice-crystal-like wings danced gently, and the blue starlight fell, which was extremely beautiful.

"Congratulations."

Tianlu's voice came.

Qin Yang got up and said, "Ha, it was your senior sister who killed the whole city, right?"

Tianlu didn't say anything, but it's true depending on the situation.

"I don't understand. Why don't you take revenge on your sister?" Qin Yang asked.

"I swore before my master died that I would never hurt her." Tianlu said lightly.

"So you are willing to hide it for thousands of years?" Qin Yang asked.

Tianlu said, "What's wrong with this?"

"She killed your daughter-in-law." Qin Yangdao.

Tianlu shook his head and said, "The dancer is originally the body of heaven. It won't be long. I'm looking for the heart of ice crystals to completely seal her body to find a cure. It's a pity."

"Then why did your senior sister frame you?"

"Royal Dragon Map." Tianlu didn't hide anything and said, "My master talked to me alone before he died, but he just talked about ordinary things. My sister thought that the master told me the whereabouts of Yulongtu, so she didn't hesitate to kill tens of thousands of people to force me to tell the secret of Yulongtu."

"What is hidden in the Royal Dragon Picture?" Qin Yang asked, "Kunlun wants to find even the First Emperor."

"You have to ask both of them about this matter in person." Tianlu shook his head and said, "I have never touched the Royal Dragon Picture, and how can I know the secrets contained in it, but I know that having a Royal Dragon Picture can change the fate of the spokesperson. Among ordinary people, it may be just an ordinary national treasure, but in the eyes of us, it is an artifact, which is enough to change the situation. Artifact."