Chapter 950 The Corpse Layer 4

Taoist ghosts think well, but unfortunately, they are wrong. After all, Yi Han is not a giant. It depends on his efforts and a lot of luck to get here. This must be admitted.

"Now that you know where the way to live is! So, please!"

The three people in cloaks finally couldn't help it. The man in the middle stretched out his hand, made a gesture to Yi Han, and said lightly.

Yi Han heard this, but did not take a step. Instead, he looked at the man and said, "In this case, please ask the three friends to remove this fantasy and let the real way of life appear, otherwise, we can't lift our feet!"

Yi Han's words finally made the meat dog and Taoist ghosts suddenly realize that this is a fantasy...

"What a profound illusion, I can't detect half of my immortal-level cultivation..."

"I don't think about the cultivation of that big man, but I'm afraid that the adults can detect it."

The old spirit of the withered vine nodded secretly.

At this time, the three people in the cloak snorted secretly, and then their bodies slowly dissipated, and the three roads in front of them gradually disappeared, and a long tunnel was reflected in the eyes of Yi Han and others.

"It's really an illusion." The Taoist ghost was stared.

Yi Han did not hesitate and walked directly: "Let's go!"

The three quickly followed.

The group of people galloped quickly, and at the same time, Yi Han's eyes also stared at all the movements around him. It was never safe here, and the danger was around him. Only by keeping one more eye could he be foolproof. Maybe he couldn't escape death, but at least he would not die too ugly.

Yi Han secretly put the wordless book into the burden. At the level just now, if it weren't for the reminder of the wordless book, Yi Han really couldn't know the answer. What kind of cultivation is he? He can't even compare with the meat dog, and the meat dog can't see through this cultivation. How can he see through it?? Fortunately, the magic power of the wordless book is infinite. With its power, Yi Han understands everything.

The road ahead is still flat, but the more you walk forward, the smell of blood in the air becomes stronger and stronger.

The meat dog ran beside Yi Han. It sniffed its nose, roared and said, "Your excellency, there seems to be some struggle in front of you. It smells of blood. It seems to be the blood of a fairy..."

"Be vigilant!"

Yi Han shouted in a low voice, and then turned over with one hand and held the Canghuai soul-eating knife. The figure disappeared in an instant and entered the state of shadow escape.

With the blessing of the breath of immortals and demons, Yi Han's invisibility, at least not even the meat dog can be seen. However, if Yi Han can completely block the breath, then Yi Han can really disappear. At least now that the meat dog is close, he can still smell the breath of Yi Han.

"After all, the adult is injured, and this invisibility technique is not thorough enough!" The meat dog is thinking in secret.

At this time, Yi Han had quickly walked to the front, but he stopped before a few steps.

The smell of blood in the air can already make people faint, and I don't know how many people have to kill and how much blood to leave to have such a smell. What's more, the blood of immortals is different from ordinary people. It contains rich energy, and even the smell is thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people.

At the end of the tunnel, Yi Han saw what was going on in front of him. At that moment, he was stunned.

Yi Han has never seen hell, but at this time, he has seen it.

The corpses all over the mountains, the whole huge Shantou grassland, there are corpses everywhere... And... These bodies were all brutally punished, and their bodies were dilapidated, and their internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Some people's limbs were cut off and hung on a huge dead tree, some people's internal organs were pulled out and nailed to stones, some people were tied to shelves and burned alive, while others were directly run over to death.

Countless corpses rendered here more and more horrible. The sky was bloody, and the blood gathered together and flowed into a river.

And a two-meter-high, holding a long gun in his hand and wearing a horned helmet, the existence of a fierce spirit is slowly walking between these corpses.

It applauded all over its muscles, its armor wrapped some key points, its skin was light blue, and its body was still tied with a thick handcuff. It glanced at the corpses around it with round eyes, as if it was looking for something.

"All those who come here are traitors and evil people who are going to be judged. Since you have come, it is proved that you are also damned!!! Are you ready?"

At this moment, the horned man holding a long gun suddenly turned his eyes, stared directly at Yi Han, and whispered.

The voice is extremely majestic and has an irresistible commanding smell.

Boom!!!

A loud noise suddenly appeared. Yi Han was swdled and suddenly turned around, but saw that the road behind him had been blocked.

The old spirits of meat and dogs are extremely surprised...

"What is this place?"

The meat dog grinned, swept around, looked at the smelly corpses all around, and immediately shouted that it was also a human being, but the corpse here made it queasy.

"Here... It seems to be a certain layer in the 18th floor of hell?"

The ghost stared at the long-gun blue man who came by, and whispered.

"A certain layer in the eighteenth floor of hell?? Are you sure this place won't be a fantasy again?" The withered vine old spirit asked, "After all, this is the seven mysterious arrays of the fantasy world. Everything here is not allowed to be an illusion. Think about it, the 18th floor of hell... How can it appear here?"

"You don't have to question it. This is not an illusion, and it's all real. You did come here!"

The long-gun blue man said seriously, "However, this is not an eighteen-story hell, but a corpse layer. It is a place that specializes in dealing with the flesh of those traitors and evil people. In this place, the body is destroyed. Then, the body will not be reshaped, and people will only have souls left, and they can't be resurrected!"

The Long Gun Blue Man stared at Yi Han and hummed, "This level connects the transmission array in many places! You must be doing great evil and touching the magic array before you came here. Humph, in this case, then accept all these choices!"

Hearing this, Yi Han suddenly appeared.

It turns out... The seven mysterious arrays of the fantasy world actually transmitted all their people into the corpse layer...

"We must leave here. If the body is damaged here, I'm afraid there is no way to recover..."

The Taoist ghost shouted hurriedly.

"My lord, what should we do now?"

The meat dog also put his eyes on Yi Han's body....

"Why do you have to struggle? Who comes here doesn't want to leave, but look at this mountain... They used to be the same as you!"

The long gun blue man said seriously...