"Now, I can't expose a little breath. For some reason, I always feel a bad premonition. Those old people have extremely strong sensation. I have been fighting against the hell messengers and displaying the hell passage. The breath on my body is likely to be noticed by them. If I expose my breath again, then you and I will never be able to walk out of hell...

Boy, don’t think I’m joking. The strength of those old people is not something you can imagine. Even if you have many inheritances, you are still in the mortal stage after all, and everything about you is still too weak in their eyes..."

Ye Feng understood the meaning of the black unicorn.

After the Hell Messenger, the Black Kirin planned not to expose his breath, but who would have thought that he would encounter such a terrifying existence as the God of Death.

After considering the matter, the Black Kirin had to help Ye Feng again.

The two consecutive moves mean that his breath was exposed twice. Although each move was short, he could not escape the sensing of those hell-powered ones.

Now, the Black Kirin has felt the dangerous aura. From now on, he can no longer expose a slight aura, otherwise he and Ye Feng will not be able to live without hell.

"You have helped me a lot, so let me leave it to you next. This is the sixth level of hell. The god of death will definitely not be able to find it in a while. I want to use this time to find my clone as soon as possible and leave hell!"

Ye Feng naturally hopes not to encounter any terrible existence again.

Now he just wants to hide his breath, find his clone as soon as possible, and then leave hell.

There are crises everywhere here. If you stay a little longer, your situation will become worse and worse. He still has many things to do and cannot fall here.

He looked around and saw a village.

The village buildings are all kinds.

The Black Kirin established a hell passage and sent him here.

In fact, when the Black Kirin establishes a hell channel, there is no fixed teleportation location.

He could only communicate with the hell plane on the sixth level, and then send Ye Feng to this point. As for where to send to the sixth level, Black Qilin himself could not determine.

"Strange, this place is obviously a village, why is there no one in the village? The traces here don't look like no one lives..."

Ye Feng wanted to find his way out and headed to the fifth level of hell. In this level of hell, he had just sensed it, but there was no breath of clones.

Now he was sure that his clone was not in the first, second, and third levels of hell, but he didn't know whether he was in the fourth or fifth levels of hell.

As for the deeper hell, due to Ye Feng's low strength, the Black Kirin can no longer expose his breath. If he goes to the deeper hell, who knows what terrible things will happen?

Before, he had a firm attitude and would never give up until he found his clone.

But after experiencing the story of the Hell Messenger and the God of Death, he felt that he overestimated himself and felt that he could be saved by having all the cards on his body. Now he realized that he was so naive and underestimated hell.

The strong people here are too terrible, terrifying, and his self-righteous trump card may not be enough in the eyes of those strong people.

Now he can't take risks anymore. It's not that he is afraid, but that he must survive. Only by living first is the most important thing. Moreover, he cannot put the Black Kirin in a dangerous situation because of his unwillingness and impulse.

If he can't find his clone on the fifth and fourth levels of hells, he will leave hell. When his strength increases in the future, it will not be too late to enter hell again.

However, just as he was looking for directions and preparing to leave here, he suddenly realized that the village where he was located was extremely quiet and deserted, and there was no shadow of hell monk around him, quiet and weird.

"The magnetic field here is a bit different from that elsewhere. As for where it is different, Grandpa Hei can't see it now..."

The voice of the Black Kirin appeared in my mind. Although it could not expose its breath, it could communicate with the soul: "Hell is too big, full of endless unknowns and risks. Even if it exists like Grandpa Black, I dare not say that I have been to every place.

Do you know that even if some places are not in the deep space of hell, their risks are extremely terrible. The eighteen layers of hell are deeper and deeper, and often there will be space disorders, plane faults, etc., which leads to the terrible dangers of the deep hell space. Perineum appears in the low-level hell plane by accident. This kind of thing often happens. I don’t know how many hell monks have been killed. You have to be careful..."

After hearing the words of Hei Qilin, Ye Feng looked solemn and couldn't help but curse her.

He felt that there were too many risks in hell, and it was full of scent of hardship everywhere, especially in his mortal state, he did not dare to be careless at all.

He walked carefully, and the surroundings were very quiet, and the doors of each house were closed. When he walked alone in the village, he suddenly felt like he was falling into some danger.

"Hmm? There is a sound..."
Chapter completed!