Peng Yu thought he should have been there, but he couldn't remember anything else.

Peng Yu wanted to go again, maybe he could remember something.

"That place is very dangerous." Snow Fox objected first, "No one in the underworld will go there."

Peng Yu: "I can go by myself."

Peng Yu insisted on going, but Chu Zheng had to accompany him again in the end.

The black land spreads out, almost invisible.

The snow fox said that this is not only the Hall of Hell, but also a whole street with the Hall of Hell as the center.

In the end, those things disappeared in that war.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Chu Zheng confirmed with Peng Yu again.

"Well... you don't have to accompany me. I'll go in and take a look. If there is any danger, I will withdraw immediately."

"Isn't it still me who's going to be troubled if you die?" Chu Zheng walked inside, "Okay, let's go."

Peng Yu looked at Chu Zheng's back and chased after him for a while, "Thank you, thank you."

To her, she was a stranger.

But she saved herself several times and accompanied him to such a dangerous place.

Chu Zheng: "I will pay it back in the future."

Peng Yu: "But I'll give it to you, you don't want it." He took the initiative a few times later, but she locked him outside the door.

Chu Zheng: "Wait for you to be willing."

Peng Yu: "I'm right."

Chu Zheng: "..."

That's a big deal!

Now is not the time to chat, Peng Yu and Chu Zheng quickly stopped communicating and focused on observing the surroundings.

This time I went further than last time, but I didn't encounter any attacks.

It seemed as if the last attack was their illusion.

As calm as this, Chu Zheng felt strange in her heart.

"It seems that something is ahead." Peng Yu's voice sounded.

Chu Zheng looked forward and stood a black stone tablet on the other end.

The stone tablet is nearly five meters wide and ten meters high. The stone tablet is charred black and there is nothing visible.

Below is a raised platform, and the stone tablet stands on this platform.

Chu Zheng saw Peng Yu staring at him and asked him, "Do you know him?"

Peng Yu was a little confused and hesitant, "I seem to have seen it, but... I feel very familiar."

What he has seen this stone tablet?

What was the scene at that time?

Why do I feel familiar with it...

Chu Zheng comforted him, "Think slowly."

"...Well." Peng Yu was attracted by the stone tablet, as if he was trapped in memories.

Chu Zheng looked around and waited for Peng Yu to think slowly.

After about a stick of incense, Peng Yu suddenly moved. He walked around the back of the stone tablet, squatted down, and wiped it under the stone tablet with his hands.

The black gray soil covered on the surface of the stele fell, revealing the original color of the stele.

There are words on it.

——Pengyu.

"Your name?" Chu Zheng followed, "What does this stone tablet have to do with you?"

Peng Yu continued to wipe it aside, but there were no more words except those two words.

"I... don't know." Peng Yu took back his hand and murmured: "I don't know..."

Whoosh-

The sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind.

Chu Zheng pulled Peng Yu and dodged to the side, and shot the arrow wrapped in resentment hard on the stone tablet.

The arrows last for a breath and slowly dissipate.

The next second...

Whoosh swish swish swish-

Countless arrows condensed from resentment shot from all directions, occupying the entire sky densely without leaving any gaps.

The sudden change, Peng Yu didn't even react and was protected by Chu Zheng.

The purple butterfly flew out, hit the arrows, and dissipated in the air with the arrows.

Among these arrows, a faint human figure was formed.

They rushed over with the arrows and were blocked by the purple butterfly, but there were still phantoms breaking through the defense line and reaching in front of them.

Peng Yu instinctively raised his hand and waved it as the moment a phantom came to him.

A certain force moved, flew out of the palm of your hand and hit the phantom.

Peng Yu glanced at the palm of his hand blankly, and the next second it seemed like he had found a trick and could use his own power proficiently.

There are too many phantoms, and there are still arrows mixed with them.

"Go to die!"

A stern shout sounded from the sky above the stone tablet, and a ball of black mist swept down from above and crashed straight into Pengyu.

Chu Zheng wanted to pull him, but Peng Yu reacted faster.

The attack of the black fog fell, and instead shook the charred dust on the stone tablet.

The black fog gradually lengthened, with limbs and bodies, and finally formed the appearance of a person.

But it has no facial features and the overall blackness.

Peng Yu: "You know me!"

Black Mist seemed to hear some funny joke. After laughing wildly, he gritted his teeth: "I know you turned into ashes."

"I am……"

"Stop talking nonsense, pay your life!" Black mist interrupted Peng Yu and launched another attack, with a ruthless move.

-

Peng Yu wanted to communicate with Heiwu several times, but unfortunately Heiwu refused to communicate and wanted to kill Peng Yu.

Chu Zheng thought that even if Peng Yu had some strength, he shouldn't be strong.

But she didn't expect that Peng Yu was quite powerful when he started to move.

Peng Yu himself seemed to be unaware of it. Every time he used any powerful move, he showed surprise.

Obviously, he didn't know that he would do this before this.

It was just on the brink of danger that it instinctively used.

However, Peng Yu was injured after all, so the black shadow gradually gained the upper hand.

Chu Zheng watched it for a long time and saw that Peng Yu couldn't hold on, so she stepped forward to help.

The black shadow's target was Peng Yu, and it didn't even look at Chu Zheng just now.

At this time, Chu Zheng stepped forward and the black shadow focused on Chu Zheng.

When it finds that it is too late to deal with this person who has not given much attention.

-

Bang--

The black shadow hit the stone tablet, and the black dust fell down.

The black shadow didn't expect Chu Zheng to be so difficult to deal with, so he immediately followed the stone tablet. He stepped on the stone tablet and suddenly roared to the sky.

The sound was swept away like ripples on the charred land.

The land under my feet began to shake, and a shrill roar came from the ground.

The ground was cracked with spider web-like patterns, and pairs of hands stretched out from the gap.

They were crawling out slowly while grasping the ground.
To be continued...