Is this the last layer of knife saw hell? Looking at the intertwined and gloomy serrated gate, the five of us were uncomfortable, and a sad feeling appeared on our faces. Although this was just a game, when we faced three groups of millstone ghosts just now, the scene of separation and death made us feel extremely trembling.

When Xiaoying passed through the middle of the stone mill hell, she had already been honored to protect me. Its departure was just a little unbearable for us. But just now, in order to cover the blue wind chime, the sword rushed towards five stone ghosts desperately. He hit his fragile body one after another, and he had no time to take medicine to replenish blood. He had already reduced his defense by 20%, but he could not withstand such an attack. He blew blood in his mouth and sent his life to the spot. Before he died, he shouted: "You guys go quickly! Go quickly!"

We rushed to the entrance, but the corpse of the sword was left among the grinding stone ghost. This hell is indeed not that easy to break through!

Tears were circling in our eyes and slipping down our cheeks from time to time. The woman was indeed emotional. Looking at the sad look of the Fengling sisters, we felt uncomfortable. However, the man was rational and there was the best level ahead. We had to rush over to get out of this dark place. Now is not a time of sadness.

"Damn, can't you even send messages here?" said Hunting said with a depressed look on the pager in his hand.

"Okay, everyone cheer up. There is only the last level. In this way, we are now. It is not that the soldiers will win, but that the soldiers will lose." I held the dagger in my hand tightly and raised it high and said, "I look at the sword to make it so that we can walk out of hell for victory. We cannot live up to his expectations. For this last level of sprint, everyone will show me the fighting spirit. We must walk out of hell well and not let him die in vain." This final mobilization was a slight and a sensation, and it seemed to be full of confidence, but I was also shaken in my heart. After passing the last level of knife sawing hell, how many people can we go out alive.

"Well, Brother Yin said that we must persevere and rush out of hell." Big Bear turned into grief and roared.

"Well, kill these little kids, fuck it!" said fiercely with a trembling sword in the light.

Even the Fengling sisters were angry and said, "Yes, kill these little kids."

"But we have to kill here for one day first, so that we can only get through tomorrow, and my top pet will be summoned tomorrow." Since we have told a lie, we have to make up for the lie. I turned my finger and pointed at the Grinding Stone Ghost and said, "Let's kill a few more Grinding Stone Ghosts first and take revenge on the sword!"

**The bluestone floor was covered with scarlet blood, and rows of wooden stakes were nailed to countless resentful souls, like the suffering, they emitted all kinds of painful howlings, and they formed a song of resentment from hell, resounding throughout the hall.

It is already painful enough to just be nailed to the wooden stake by thick and long iron nails. What is even more miserable is that there are many cracked ghouls next to them, with small heads, large eyes, thick bodies, thin legs, and mutant frogs. They hold rough saws in their hands, and start from the crotch of the resentful soul, and slowly cut up the saws: the belly is opened, the intestines flows out, and blood is overflowing; the chest is broken, the bones are broken, and the lungs are broken, and the five internal organs are sprinkled; the skull is broken, and the five senses are damaged, and the brain is splashed. The shape is not expressed in words, but can only be understood by intention, but cannot be conveyed in words.

"Brother Yin, the level of this corpse-breaking ghost is at level 48." Big Bear looked inside and turned his head and said.

"This is not a problem. They are not very large. The problem is that there is that guy." I frowned and reached out and sat in the middle of the hall. There were two corpse ghosts as tall as two claws. Their claws directly evolved into serrated teeth, hanging down on both sides of the chair. The green complexion flowed with a ghostly luster under the fuzzy illumination. The big ghost who was closing his eyes to rest in peace said.

Strange name: Cracked Ghost King Level: Unknown

"Boss!" As soon as he saw the guy, Big Bear and the others immediately exclaimed.

"This guy's level is too high!" said Chaudeng with a little chill.

"Can we deal with this big guy?" Purple Wind Chime said with a worried look on her face.

"Look, why are you afraid before you fight? This wave of SS is also strange. What's there to be afraid of? People are united and Mount Tai can still move." I turned my head a little dissatisfied and said, "We must despise it strategically and attach importance to it tactically, and know if it is not."

"Brother Yin, look at how we do it?" Big Bear nodded and asked.

The last layer of the knife saw hell is not like the other hells, with monsters everywhere, but is very refreshingly divided. There are groups of zombies of zombies around, and there are a large area and road in the middle, leaving the zombie king alone. It seems that the treatment of this wave of zombie king is different. Once a resentful soul dares to walk past the zombie king, it does not need to blink, and it turns into a sawtooth claw and raises its hand and slashes. A wave of green light cuts through the air, and immediately tore the resentful soul in half, stirring up a hazy blood mist.

There are two ways in front of us now. The first is to continue the original plan, take the sidelines, kill the corpse-breaking ghosts, and pass the barriers; the second is to take a desperate bet, walk from the middle, and directly hang up the corpse-breaking ghost king, and then go out.

If we take the first route, once the King of Cracked Ghosts gets up and finds us, we will definitely not let us go, and then we will have to kill the big ghosts and little ghosts together. Why can we take the second route? It is because through my observation that the King of Cracked Ghosts only slaughter the resentful souls around. Even if the resentful souls escape to the center of the hall, they will not chase them, so that the King of Cracked Ghosts will also enjoy the fun of slaughtering. In this way, we will simply go straight through the middle. If we can take the lead in exerting the weak ability of the Curse Blade and the magic of the Necromancer "Revenge of the Necromancer", then I am still a little sure that I can kill the King of Cracked Ghosts, and everyone will naturally be able to leave this ghost place.

As soon as I talked to Big Bear and the others about my thoughts, they immediately expressed their opinions and said, "Brother Yin, tell me, we have no objection to the way we take, obey the order and obey the command."

"Okay, since you say that, let's take a try and kill the King of Cracked Ghost!" I looked like a torch, and looked directly at the King of Cracked Ghost, and said with a decisive sound.
Chapter completed!