"Want to eat this king, don't do it yourself!" Ye Wentian looked up at the sky fiercely, at this time his face became very terrifying, the magic lines in the corners of his eyes spread to the hair, and the left forehead was slightly raised, as if something was about to break out of the skin.

All the ghosts who escaped flew hundreds of meters into the air, letting out bursts of frightened screams, and they didn't dare to come down again, and the mutated ghost had been completely torn apart.

Opening his mouth and spewing out a thick puff of black smoke, Ye Wentian spat and said, "Next time, you have to learn to be picky eaters!" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, supporting the ground with one hand and covering his left eye with the other, and his whole body began to tremble.

"I ...... What's wrong with me? What did I just do?" Ye Wentian gasped violently, his eyes full of struggle, "I just ate...... ...... vomit," a mouthful of sour water squirted out.

After lying on the ground and vomiting, the abnormal changes in his left eye and face finally subsided, and his sanity was restored.

Ye Wentian stood up, took a deep breath, pressed the chaotic memory in his heart, and walked forward, although his body was sore after vomiting, he could feel that his spiritual sense was five times stronger, which was equivalent to a five-fold increase in soul strength! You must know that although the strength of the soul can be increased with the increase of strength, this enhancement is passive, and there has never been a practice of cultivating the soul in the world, which is also one of the important factors why human beings cannot live forever.

With a somewhat solemn mood, Ye Wentian walked for a long time, and finally hit a soft gray film and bounced back, this film is boundless, almost grounding the sky and the ground. He pressed his hand on it and forcibly squeezed it in, and the ripples spread out in a circle.

When Ye Wentian squeezed through with difficulty, his eyes suddenly lit up: it was actually a new world, the sky was boundless dark gray, and the ground was endless blood red.

Ip Manshu Sawa had read in the classics before, this kind of flower does not exist in the world, but only blooms on both sides of the ghost road in Huangquan.

Could it be that this is really the Netherworld? Could it be that the Gate of Death is really the gate to the Yellow Spring? Ye Wentian couldn't help but take a deep breath again to calm his complicated thoughts.

In the boundless vast sea of flowers, there is indeed a wide black road, leading straight to the distant sky, and the road is densely packed with gray figures, crowded forward.

Ye Wentian possessed and wanted to pluck a Manjush Sawa flower, and the blood-colored flower immediately let out a scream, popping out the spikes and piercing his fingers.

A drop of blood fell on the petals and seeped into it in the blink of an eye.

Shaking his head, across the large sea of flowers, Ye Wentian came to the black avenue, countless gray figures turned their heads to look at him, and continued to move forward calmly.

A feeling of greedy hunger reappeared, and this time Ip Man was prepared for it and forcibly held it back with his firm will.

I don't know how long I walked forward, and a huge gate appeared in front of me, and on the two pillars stood two stone statues ten meters high, one with a bull head and a giant axe, and one with a horse face and an iron rope.

"I'll go, it's really bull-headed and horse-faced!" Ye Wentian burst into a foul mouth, and he raised his foot and was about to step through the door.

The eyes of the two stone statues suddenly opened, four red rays of light shot out, the kalala stone chips on their necks flew, the heads of the stone statues were lowered, and the four red lights fell on Ye Wentian in unison.

A sense of crisis enveloped his heart, and Ye Wentian reacted extremely quickly and retreated instantly.

With a loud bang, a giant axe was slashed down in the air and landed where he had just stood, and in the screams, I don't know how many innocent dead souls were killed by the pond fish, turning into green smoke and flying away.

The great axe was raised, leaving a deep ravine, which was filled with a large amount of blood, and then quickly turned black and solidified to repair the ground.

"It's so fucking weird!" Ye Wentian's muscles tensed all over his body, and he stared cautiously at the two gradually revitalizing stone statues.

With the movements of the two giants, the stone chips crumbled and flew away, revealing the real body inside, the minotaur monster was blue and black and covered in armor, and the horse-faced monster was gray and white and also wearing armor.

Four blood-red eyes fell on Ye Wentian, and the bull head carried a giant axe and said, "Old Ma, how many years have we been standing?"

Ma Mian moved his body a few times and replied, "Eighteen hundred years!"

"I didn't expect to see a living person again! You say it's not unusual!" The nose ring of the bull head shook as he spoke, and his huge body forced towards Ye Wentian.

The horse's face shook the chain in his hand and made a clanging sound: "It's a good thing to be strange! Old cow, one and a half, since the last time I tasted the flesh and blood of a living person, I miss it so much!"

The bull head rumbled and laughed: "One person and half are fair and reasonable!" After speaking, the axe fell on the head again, and the blow was even stronger, bringing a burst of sound of breaking the air.

Ye Wentian's face changed slightly, and the eighth-level character trick was activated, and it instantly moved ten meters horizontally.

There was a loud bang, and the giant axe almost completely sank into the ground, Ye Wentian's face became even more ugly, he had tried it just now, the dark ground here seemed to be soft, but it was actually extremely hard, and even the vajra claw could barely penetrate half of it.

"It turned out to be a cultivator, so it would be even more refreshing!" The horse-faced monster smiled and threw the chain, the cyan chain obviously flew from the front, but it appeared strangely from behind him, and locked Ye Wentian's neck when he landed.

"Caught, caught!" Ma Mian grabbed the chain and tugged hard, but he didn't pull it, and couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Wentian immediately sank his waist, his eyebrows were angry, he grabbed the chain with both hands, stretched the chain straight with brute force, and took a step back with a sigh of relief.

Driven by Ip Mantian, the horse face was actually dragged forward by a step! A small human actually pulled the ten-meter-high horse face monster! This is simply a grasshopper shaking the tree, and it really shakes!

"Old horse, why are you still such a waste! you can't even handle a human!" the bull sneered with a giant axe.

Black mist erupted from the horse's nostrils, and he shouted, "Come over to Lao Tzu!" and shook the chain towards the sky.

The crackling sound continued, and a strong force came from his neck, and Ye Wentian was carried up and flew up.

"This time, see how you exert your strength!" The horse face pulled fiercely again, Ye Wentian only felt a sharp pain in his neck, and involuntarily shot towards the horse face like a cannonball.

A hard punch slammed into Ye Wentian's body and knocked him away, the horse laughed, danced the chain and pulled Ye Wentian back, and then punched him away again......

The bull head saw that his heart was itching, and he let out a moo cow roar in his mouth: "The old horse will play with me too!"

"Here you go!" Ma Mian laughed wildly and shook the chains, throwing Ye Wentian down in front of the bull's head.

The bull's head jumped up, and the giant axe slapped down horizontally, and the house-sized axe slapped on Ye Wentian's body.

The ground shook, and countless dead souls scattered, dense cracked spider webs spreading, and piercing blood gushed out from the cracks.

"You guy, how can you eat it if you smash it!" the horse roared angrily.

"Lick and eat!" The bull head stretched out his long tongue and licked it, sticky saliva flowed down, but his face changed suddenly, "Hey, strange!"

Rich golden spiritual flames emerged from around the giant axe, and Ye Wentian's voice was as low as an undercurrent of magma: "I'm angry, the consequences are very strict!"