The first level is the small hell of black cloud sand.

Genius falls like stars falling on the soft sand.

They scan their surroundings vigilantly to avoid any situation.

"Young Master Light Envoy, you can summon the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King to come and ask." The old man from the God Clan reminded.

The light envoy nodded slightly and stamped the ground with his foot.

Long Xie and other geniuses imitated him one after another.

Soon, ghost soldiers and even some little ghost kings appeared from all directions.

A black Yaksha flapped its wings and said coldly: "What's the matter?"

"We want to see the Ghost King, let him come quickly."

Shan Yue, who came from the Thunder Tribe, raised his head and spoke like he was giving orders.

The ghost soldiers stared at him coldly without responding, and the chains in their hands jingled.

The atmosphere was dead silent and depressing.

Guangzhi and other geniuses couldn't help but frown.

The false king of the Thunder Clan said quickly: "Please bear with me that the child can't speak!"

"Wait!" Black Yaksha replied.

After hearing this, everyone waited in place.

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This group of people looked at the geniuses of all races, their eyes full of envy.

Together in hell.

One lives and one dies.

This is how different the world is.

The other side.

The two ghost soldiers were also watching over there.

It was Su Yun and Zhu Yongqiang.

"So many people!?" Zhuzhu was shocked.

There are many false kings among them, and there are geniuses who are stronger than the false kings!

Su Yun did not respond.

His eyes became colder and more ferocious.

Well come!

The more the merrier!

I want to bury all these people here!

"What to do?" Zhuzhu was a little confused.

Su Yun narrowed his eyes.

If you want to attract so many people, you must have a gimmick!

After much thought, he decided to cast the mythical holy garment!

Use Kang Jinlong as the carrier and cast it in front of everyone, so it can attract everyone's attention!

"When the Mythic Saint Cloth is successful, it will be the moment when these people die!" Su Yun thought to himself.

Then, one person and one pig left quietly.

The other side.

The Thousand-Eyed Ghost King came here.

When he saw the gods, his eyes were extremely cold.

"If you fart, let it go." The Thousand-Eyed Ghost King said indifferently.

Long Xie asked: "What will it cost for us to get to the next level?"

really!

The Thousand-Eyed Ghost King sneered in his heart.

"After staying on the first floor for seven days, you can naturally go down." He said casually.

Shan Yue asked back: "Can't we go down immediately?"

"The first layer of black cloud sand little hell, I have the final say!"

"I said seven days, seven days!"

"Even if I let you stay for a year, you still have to wait!"

"Don't think this is your world. The underworld has never been used to your bad habits!"

The Thousand-Eyed Ghost King will fall out whenever he wants.

A terrifying aura swept through, knocking many geniuses away, causing their energy and blood to surge, and they almost fainted.

Then, the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King turned around and left, not bothering to pay any attention to him.

The false kings of various tribes whispered: "Don't provoke these guarding ghost kings. They have responsibilities and will not take action casually."

"But if you get too anxious, you won't even think about living!"

Geniuses such as Guangshi and Long Xie had slightly cold eyes.

They gritted their teeth and endured it silently.

Rumble!

As a special tourism project of Little Hell, the black cloud sand storm is coming at this moment.

In an instant, the world was darkened.

Whether they can survive seven days depends on their luck!

…

Su Yun and Zhu Yongqiang were stopped as soon as they left the mountain.

Blame the maid!

Piggy shed tears on the spot.

What a beautiful little sister!

Then, he saw the resentful female minister's Adam's apple.

Dry!

Pull your head down!

"Su Yun, I want to join you." The female minister said decisively.

Su Yun also replied decisively: "Han Pi."

Whose child?

Stopping people on the road and saying I want to join you.

Isn't this short-sighted?

The resentful female minister was stunned.

This word... seems to be a Chinese curse word?

"I come from the Xingyue Clan, and the prophecy of the stars says that you are worthy of following." He explained quickly.

She complained that the female minister did not dare to tell the star prophecy directly.

He wanted to follow and see first before talking.

Zhuzhu stopped his trotters and asked doubtfully: "The Xingyue Clan belongs to the neutral faction and is so good. Why do you get involved?"

"The troubled times are about to arise. Who can guarantee that they can survive the whirlpool?" The resentful female minister sighed.

Su Yun rubbed his chin.

No, it’s too abrupt!

This person appeared suddenly, which is suspicious!

"Want to follow me?"

He laughed: "Do you have any intermediate or advanced earth-level casting materials?"

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To be continued...