Chapter 995: Ning Caichen loses a soul

After Ding Ling dealt with these things.

Seeing that Xishi and Nie Xiaoqian's complexion had improved, he continued to walk deeper into the underworld.

After passing the Yellow Spring Road, you can see the Wangchuan River.

The river water is turbid and blood-yellow.

There are lonely ghosts floating in the river, insects and snakes everywhere, and the fishy wind blows in the face, which looks quite scary.

When Ding Ling stepped on the Naihe Bridge, the lonely ghosts in the river would all reach out to him, looking at Ding Ling in despair, powerlessness, and desire, wailing.

Ding Ling's heart stagnated, and he sighed and was about to leave.

But suddenly he saw a familiar face.

His heart moved, and he looked carefully. This look.

He was also surprised.

Ning Caichen was actually in the Wangchuan River.

Without thinking too much, he condensed a dragon of luck, pointed forward, and the dragon of luck wrapped around Ning Caichen's body and pulled him up!

Like pulling out a willow tree, Ning Caichen was pulled out with a loud noise.

He was carried to the Naihe Bridge by the dragon of luck.

He was wet all over, his eyes were dull, his mouth was wide open, and he was wailing miserably.

Yan Chixia also came over at this time, and saw this scene, he was shocked:

"Has this nerd lost his soul?"

"He lost one soul."

Zhiqiu Yiye looked carefully and said:

"And it is the most important soul of Fushi! If you lose this soul, you will lose your self-awareness, and you will only know how to act on instinct, and you can't do other autonomous actions."

"Ning Caichen."

When Nie Xiaoqian saw Ning Caichen's appearance, her originally gray and dull face seemed to have regained some vitality. She ran over and hugged him:

"It's me, I'm Xiaoqian."

It's strange to say.

Nie Xiaoqian just hugged Ning Caichen.

His wailing stopped immediately, and his eyes stared at Nie Xiaoqian, not saying anything, or he didn't know what to say after losing the soul of Fu Shi.

But he still had three souls and six spirits, and his feelings for Nie Xiaoqian were rooted in his souls. Perhaps this was the reason why he got better immediately after Nie Xiaoqian appeared.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian was heartbroken. She hugged Ning Caichen tightly and looked at Ding Ling:

"Ding Da... Your Majesty. Is it true that the soul that Ning Caichen lost can't be found?"

She wanted to call Ding Ling Ding Da Xia.

But perhaps because she heard Fu Yuechi, Yu Ji, Yan Chixia and others call Ding Ling Your Majesty too much, she changed her words to follow the crowd.

"Maybe there is a way."

Ding Ling suddenly thought of the 'requiem' that the second generation Black Mountain Old Demon knew.

"If Your Majesty can save Ning Caichen. I am willing to do anything for Your Majesty, even if I sacrifice my life, I am willing!"

Nie Xiaoqian said it decisively and loudly.

Everyone who heard it was moved.

Ding Ling glanced at her, and without further ado, he directly captured a wisp of spirit energy from Ning Caichen, and used this energy as a trigger to perform the "resurrection technique".

In an instant.

Ding Ling realized that this spirit was in the depths of the underworld.

Immediately.

He continued to move forward.

He did not walk fast.

Nie Xiaoqian held Ning Caichen and exerted all her strength to barely keep up.

Walking all the way.

The red spider lily, the hometown platform, the three-life stone, the Hades Palace...

All passed by one by one under their eyes.

After a while.

Everyone stepped into the gate of the Eighteen-story Hell Tower.

Guarding this place is a three-headed hellhound.

It is as big as a mountain, with a fierce aura, and three pairs of eyes look at people, like the eyes of a giant demon in the abyss, scanning the world quietly;

Ordinary people will fall into a place of no return if they are just looked at by it, and will be swallowed by it or led into the Eighteen-story Hell Tower by it!

Such a vicious dog.

Seeing Ding Ling and his party coming, it was very excited at first, howling and opening its mouth to swallow Ding Ling, the leader.

Unexpectedly.

Ding Ling pointed casually, and a sword light flashed!

One of the heads of the three-headed dog of hell was pierced.

As the three-headed dog of hell wailed and couldn't believe it, the sword light spun in the void like a thread, puff puff!

In a flash, the remaining two heads of it were cut off one after another.

A generation of hell demons!

The supreme existence that dominates the eighteen-story hell tower.

Comparable to the demon god in the tribulation period!

It died before it could shine.

[Achievement Medal of Grade B: Shocking the Three-Headed Dog of Hell. ]

[Note: As a relic of the ancient war of gods. The three-headed dog of hell has the bloodline of the gods from outside the domain! Its parents are the real three-headed dogs of hell from outside the domain!

It is their offspring, and is also born strong. Due to the restrictions of the world, it can only step into the tribulation period.

But even so.

It can also be the king of the underworld, and no one can stop it. But your arrival instantly shattered its murderous intention! It was confused until its death! 】

Another relic from outside the domain.

Ding Ling was still wondering why there was a three-headed dog in the Eastern world.

But there is Pandora's Box.

There would be a three-headed dog in hell.

It is not surprising.

Ding Ling activated the domain, covering the corpse of the three-headed dog in hell, and began to peel off its mottled memories.

Soon.

[Spirit Secret Art Full Level]

[Blood Refining Art Full Level]

There are only two types.

As long as you continue to purify your own blood, the three-headed dog in hell can continue to become stronger until it becomes a powerful divine dog like the first master!

Spirit Secret Art is to continuously purify your own soul, so that the soul matches the body, unparalleled inside and outside, without any flaws.

"Very good art."

Ding Ling immediately activated two techniques.

He found that the blood refining technique was almost useless to him, because Ding Ling's bloodline was already extremely pure. There was no one stronger than him among his ancestors. Therefore, if this blood refining technique was passed on to his descendants, it might still be useful, but it was useless to him.

The secret technique of the spirit was not bad. It could continuously refine one's spirit and make the soul stronger and stronger.

Whoosh!

Ding Ling used the true martial arts to absorb the essence and demonic power of the three-headed dog of hell.

Condensed into a demon pill.

This demon pill was good for training his mount.

Ding Ling put it away casually.

He stepped over the corpse of the three-headed dog of hell and entered the eighteen-story hell tower.

Yan Chixia, Zhiqiu Yiye, Nie Xiaoqian and others followed Ding Ling closely.

The first level was the tongue-pulling hell.

As soon as he set foot here.

Ding Ling saw some little demons pulling out the heads of people with strange smiles.

Just by looking at the faces of the people who were exiled, you can tell that they must be upright, just, and unyielding heroes and heroes.

Because from beginning to end.

They never screamed or wailed.

Instead, their eyes became more brilliant and sharp during the exiled.

It was as if this exiled was tempering and forging their souls.

It made them constantly stronger and sublimated.

"These must be the ancestors of our human race!"

Zhiqiu Yiye was furious and asked Ding Ling to exorcise the monster.

After Ding Ling agreed.

Zhiqiu Yiye immediately rushed over impatiently.

He drew his sword and shouted, "Monster, die!"