"That's great. I'll thank Brother Donghua on behalf of my close friend!"

Shen Lang was overjoyed and immediately bowed to the giant of heaven and earth.

Ouyang Changfeng was even more shocked and knelt down and bowed: "Ouyang Changfeng will never forget the kindness of his re-creation of his predecessor!"

The giant of heaven and earth said in a deep voice: "Don't be too happy too early. Although that Gonggong arm is a dead object, not everyone can control it.

Just as the powerful fairy treasure will choose the master, if you want the soul body to merge with the Gonggong arm, you need to risk the soul being backfired, and this process will take a long time."

"No matter what the risk is, I'm willing to give it a try!"

Ouyang Changfeng said with his fists.

The giant of heaven and earth nodded and said, "Since you have made up your mind, hurry up and find the Gonggong arm before I merged with the soul splitting. I will complete the method of 'soul grafting' for you."

"good!"

Ouyang Changfeng immediately responded and thanked him repeatedly.

Shen Lang said, "Brother Ouyang, I'll go with you. Here we go and clear the witch monks and dead souls of the Abyss of Hell."

"Thank you, Brother Chen, for this."

Ouyang Changfeng nodded slightly.

"Lu Dong's soul body has been divided for too long, and his soul is very weak. It can't last a few days. You can go and return quickly."

The giant of heaven and earth instructed.

"yes!"

Shen Lang responded with fists.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shot out from the eyebrows of the giant heaven and earth, covering Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng, and teleported the two of them out in an instant.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

When the golden light surging around the two men disappeared, they reappeared in the palace of the Pluto.

A large number of witch tribes gathered outside the hall gate. The two of them did not act in a hurry, but spent several hours recovering from their injuries and replenishing their chaotic spiritual power.

Although Shen Lang's soul body's injuries have not fully recovered, he has continued to be treated with the glass heart lamp, so he has no problem in his movements, and it is also a significant release of the power of the Wushuang Spring.

The power of the Wudi Shenquan is a source of energy transformed by Shennong's blood, and it was temporarily called Shennong's power.

With the power of Shennong, it is no problem to deal with the witch clan and necro creatures in the Abyss of Hell.

After a few hours, the two walked out of the Palace of the Pluto.

A scene that shocked Shen Lang appeared. In the cave outside the Palace of the Paladin, all the witch monks gathered in the cave collapsed to the ground this time.

The flesh and blood of all the monks of the witch clan were so shriveled that they were aging. Almost all their hair fell out, and even their bones shriveled greatly. The extremely shriveled skin was still oozing a lot, and the wailing sounds of pain came from their mouths.

"Is this..." Shen Lang was shocked. He didn't know what happened to the witch clan, and he would suddenly age to this point?

Ouyang Changfeng raised his eyebrows and explained: "The reason why these witch clans survived to this day is because of the soul power provided by Xuanye Wuzhu. Now that Xuanye is dead, they are naturally backfired and will not live for a few days."

After listening to Ouyang Changfeng's explanation, Shen Lang felt relieved. Jiang Yang had said before that the witches of their witch clan all rely on the soul power distributed by Xuanye Wuzhu to prosper.

"Although these witch clans cannot live for a few days, it is better to get rid of them.

Brother Chen, I know you don’t like killing, bullying the weak, so let Changfeng do such dirty work.”

Before Shen Lang could respond, Ouyang Changfeng used a pitch-black spear to attack the half-dead witch monks.

"ah!!!"

Screams followed one after another. After being backfired, these witch monks had almost no ability to resist and could only watch the tip of the spear in Ouyang Changfeng's hand pierced straight.

Without the support of soul power, the body of the witch monks became extremely fragile.

The black lightning surged out of the black spear in Ouyang Changfeng's hand easily killed the witch monks.

In less than three minutes, all the witch monks in the cave died.

Shen Lang breathed lightly.

Although Xuanye Wu Zhu is despicable and vicious, these witch monks have no grudges and grudges with him. If Shen Lang does it himself, he will feel a little uncomfortable. Ouyang Changfeng has helped him a lot.

"If you have any help, Brother Ouyang will take action."

Shen Lang looked grateful.

"Brother Chen, don't be polite."

Ouyang Changfeng took back his spear and said, "Most Gonggong's arms are hidden in the Wu clan territory. Without further ado, let's go to the Wu clan territory."

"good!"

Shen Lang nodded repeatedly.

"Well!"

Ouyang Changfeng suddenly whistled.

Soon, a giant skeleton bird flew into the sky. This is a demon bird puppet refined by the Black Domain demon clan using the skeleton of the dead creatures. It is usually used to carry the injured, and it can be used for use now.

As living souls, he and Shen Lang were unable to fly in the abyss of hell, and the demon bird puppet just solved their difficulties.

The two of them flew away from the Black Domain Mountain in the demon bird puppet and flew low all the way. Shen Lang sat on the back of the demon bird puppet, releasing the sacred light from time to time, killing all the undead creatures that they can reach.

Although the necro creatures in the Abyss of Hell are endless, it takes a lot of time to give birth to new necro creatures.

Punishing the undead creatures here is enough to ensure stability within 100,000 years of the Abyss of Hell.

Half a day later, the demon bird puppet arrived at the border of the witch tribe in the Five Turbidities.

The witch monks here are also on the verge of death like those in the previous caves, and wailing sounds are everywhere in the clan.

It has to be said that the witch monks' belief in the ancestor witch has reached a point of almost madness. No matter how Ouyang Changfeng asked, these dying witch witches refused to tell any news about Gonggong's arm.

"Brother Ouyang, no need to ask, I have found a location where the Gonggong arm may be stored!"

Shen Lang stood at a high point on a hillside in the Wu tribe, and the Shura Holy Pupil at the middle of his eyebrows locked the altar in the center of the tribe.

The entire witch tribe is built of various animal bones and skins, as simple as a primitive tribe, but the altar in the center of the tribe is extremely conspicuous.

The altar is made of black crystals unique to the Abyss of Hell, and it is bright and bright. Shen Lang's Shura Holy Eyes can vaguely see strange energy fluctuations coming from the bottom of the altar.

After Ouyang Changfeng slaughtered the dying witch monks, he rode the demon bird puppet with Shen Lang and came to the sky above the witch altar.

"drink!"

Without saying anything, a huge black thunder ball hit in Ouyang Changfeng's palm, hitting the open-air square in the center of the altar like a meteorite from the sky.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise like a shaking mountain came.

In an instant, the buildings around the altar were destroyed, but the crystal bricks on the ground of the altar were not damaged at all.

Ouyang Changfeng was a little unbelievable. This time, his palms came out together and made a huge black thunder vortex, which hit the center of the altar with the force of the sky shaking and cracking the earth. The huge roar was deafening.
Chapter completed!