Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

"What did you say is the same as the next?" Shen Ling asked puzzledly, but he understood most of the words as soon as he uttered them.

"This is the opposite of the ground, everything is reversed, but only on the upper floor." Zhao Bohan panted.

"Eighteen levels of hell?" Gao Xingwei asked tremblingly.

"The eighteen levels of hell are the expansion of Buddhism. Here we only divide the upper and lower levels. We are now in the upper level of hell. If we go up, we will really go to the lower level." Zhao Bohan glanced back, shuddering.

"How do you know there are top and bottom here?" Gao Xingwei asked.

"You'll know after walking a few hundred steps inside." Zhao Bohan replied coldly.

Gao Xingwei didn't speak any more. Zhao Bohan had the aura of escape from death all over his body. There is no doubt about his high IQ.

"What about the lower floor?" Shen Ling was terrified, but couldn't help being curious.

"The upper and lower are effective. It exists in the middle, and the shape is on the outside. At the upper level, you have to trust your eyes, and at the lower level, you have to look at your heart. This is my guess, and I haven't tried what's next."

Although this is not a place that can be explained, Zhao Bohan still patiently told her about it.

He wasn't sure if what he saw just now was the gate of hell, but it was indeed an ancient building.

If you enter the gate of hell all the way up, you can go out by walking in the opposite direction, even though it does not conform to the habit of cognition all the way down.

"I'm at ease when you're okay, the rest is not important." Shen Ling shook Zhao Bohan's hand.

Zhao Bohan's eyes are a bit erratic, he is not good at this dangerous situation, too smart mind has too many thoughts and it is difficult to concentrate like Shen Ling, looking at Shen Ling, he has found a needle for calming the sea.

"Woo~" The long roar rang in the ears of the three of them, and both Shen Ling and Gao Xingwei were terrified.

"What's wrong! This is..." Just as Shen Ling said a few words, Zhao Bohan covered his mouth and squatted down.

Seeing this, Gao Xingwei moved closer and squatted down.

A rustling sound came from behind, Gao Xingwei raised his head, and saw a black cloak that was constantly shaking off dust.

like a humanoid...

He suddenly remembered the reminder that the horn sounded to remind the dead to live, and hurriedly lowered his head, feeling the black thing stop in front of Shen Ling!

Shen Ling felt Zhao Bohan's breathing suddenly increased, obviously he had encountered this thing before.

"Why isn't he moving?" Shen Ling stuck to Zhao Bohan's ear, and Zhao Bohan shook his head while replying, "It's not like this just now, this thing seems to be deaf and dumb."

Just as the two were whispering, the shaking black ashes suddenly fell towards the tops of Shen Ling and Zhao Bohan.

"It wants that sword, give it!" Gao Xingwei saw the monster's profile from the side, the white face distorted like plastic latex, always facing the only strange sword that could bring some light.

"Give it."

"No way, this is borrowed from Qin Yi, what will I do if I give it to him?" Shen Ling was still hesitating.

"If there is any trouble, we will talk about it later!"

Zhao Bohan took the sword from Shen Ling's hand, but he didn't expect that the hilt of the sword almost froze his arm, and the strange sword fell to the ground with a clang.

The bones of his hand were rattling, and the entire finger of his right hand was so cold that he couldn't even bend it.

The moment the palm was pulled by Shen Ling, both of them smelled a burnt smell at the same time.The black robe knelt down slowly, and also went to get the strange sword.

"Woo~" The monster who was close at hand hummed, its long nails scratched harshly on the ground, and it easily held the sword in its hand.