Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 956

"There is actually a palace here!"

Mu Wushuang looked at the huge palace in front of him, surprised.

The enchantment isolates the water in the depths of the sea, and even built such a beautiful palace, and this enchantment can even isolate her consciousness. It can be seen that the person who arranged this enchantment is definitely above her. , and the palace has obviously existed for countless years, the enchantment and the palace are still well preserved.

Who is responsible for such a gorgeous palace with such a complicated building?

Why did the Yin Soldiers teleport the black coffin to this neighborhood, and is there a connection between this palace and Hades?

Naturally, she couldn't associate this gorgeous palace with the underworld. In her mind, the underworld was connected to the eighteen layers of hell, which must be a very gloomy place.

So she was very curious, what kind of palace is this palace, and who lives in it?

There is a plaque on the palace, but the plaque is blank, as if there were words on it before, but now the words have disappeared, making the palace a nameless palace.

Divine Consciousness probed over, and it has long lost a trace of popularity.

No one has lived there for a long time.

"Go in and have a look."

Long Moshen took her hand and walked with her towards the huge palace.

They didn't see that, after they pushed open the palace gate and crossed the threshold, three ancient characters suddenly appeared on the blank plaque - the Hall of the King of Hell.

The palace is empty, but very beautiful, everything is well preserved, not even a layer of dust.

The footsteps of the two of them echoed in the empty hall, which seemed a little melodious. This is the depths of the sea, and the echo is particularly obvious.

Wushuang let go of his consciousness and watched carefully, not letting go of a little detail, but there were no objects left in it that could indicate the identity of the owner of the palace. Although the decorations left here were luxurious and beautiful, they couldn't tell anything.

"Come on, can we finally stop starving?"

Suddenly, a gust of breeze drifted by, bringing a whisper.

She and the uncle looked at each other and narrowed their eyes.

"Shh, be quiet, don't let them hear you."

"Abang, these two are so beautiful, it's a pity to eat them."

"How can we not eat, if we don't eat, we will starve to heaven, old horse, we can't be kind."

Two light and fluttering voices came from the corner, rustling.

Wushuang looked at the voice, she said how could she not feel the existence of someone, it turns out that these two people can no longer be called human, their bodies are almost transparent, even their appearance can't be seen clearly, and they can't feel a trace of them. The aura fluctuates, and the soul aura is very weak, just like air.

These two transparent "people" are discussing how to eat her and Long Moshen.

"Ah! She seems to be looking at me! Ah Pang, I'm so scared!"

The "person" called Lao Ma said nervously.

Ah Pang said: "You are too useless! Don't forget who we are, normal people can't see us, only dead people can see us!"

"But I'm still scared, I've never eaten anyone!"

"I haven't eaten it before. There is always a first time for everything. I can't remember how long we haven't eaten. If we don't eat, we will really die."

Hearing this, Wushuang pulled Uncle Huang's hand and told him not to do it first. These two transparent people have strange identities. This is the first time they are going to eat people. I don't know who they are, they are left over from the past The person, or the lonely ghost who came in by mistake?

"Then I'll eat that woman. Her meat looks a little more fragrant, and it's easier to bite. The man's skin is rough and fleshy. I have bad teeth and I won't be able to bite."

Rough-skinned and thick-skinned Long Moshen:  …

The two transparent people floated over hesitantly and got close, their appearance faintly showing their outlines.

The man who was not good at calling him A Pang actually had a bull's head with pointed bull horns on his head. His facial features were similar to those of a human being, but his nose was also awesome, with a silver ring on it, and a human body below the head.

And the man named Lao Ma really has nothing to do with the word "horse". He is taller than Ah Pang, mainly on this head. Yes, that's right, he has a horse's head. The long face, commonly known as the horse face, is much shorter than his face.

Niu Tau A Pang's voice was trembling, and he was not very courageous, but he was more vicious than the old horse with a horse face.

If this goes out, it will frighten a bunch of children.

Wushuang was thinking that this is not the ox-headed horse-faced messenger of hell, when a mouth bit on her arm.

"Crack!"

Two teeth fell to the ground.

"Hey! What kind of arm is this woman, is it made of iron? My teeth have fallen out!" Niutou Abang covered his mouth and shouted.

"Iron hit" Mu Wushuang blinked innocently, this is none of her business, she is a body trainer, her body is so strong that she can't cut through her sword, let alone her teeth.

"Abang, it must be because we haven't eaten for so long and our teeth are degraded. Get out of the way and I'll try."

The horse-faced old horse pushed the bull-headed Abang away, and bit down on Mu Wushuang's other arm.

"Crash!"

The old horse lost six or seven of his teeth.

The old horse held the teeth on the ground and cried out loudly:

"The teeth are useless! How can we be so miserable!"

I have no teeth, and I can't speak.

Long Mo frowned deeply, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and after getting it wet, wiped Wushuang's arm again and again.

Niu Tau Ma Mian was stunned for a moment, and saw horror in their eyes.

"There's a ghost!"

Suddenly, the old horse couldn't care about the teeth in his hand, he shouted, and hugged Abang into a ball.

Mu Wushuang burst out laughing out loud, if you want to talk about ghosts, shouldn't it be him and Niutou? How do you say she and the uncle are ghosts?

"We're not ghosts."

she said.

"It's really a ghost! Not only can they see us, but they can also hear us!" Abang shouted in horror.

"Tie, ah, ah!" The old horse with airy teeth nodded frantically, frightened.

"Niu Tau Ma Mian, you are originally the messengers of the underworld, why can't you even tell the difference between a human and a ghost?" Wushuang asked loudly.

Niu Tau and Ma Mian were stunned, she actually knew their identities?

"Are you really not ghosts?" Abang asked cautiously.

"We are humans." To be precise, we can also be called immortals. "Besides, you are the messengers of ghosts. It should be that ghosts are afraid of you. Why are you afraid of ghosts!"

"We are so weak that we can be devoured by any ghost from a solitary grave. Of course we are afraid of ghosts!"

The old horse said, covering his leaking mouth in embarrassment.

Wushuang realized that they were afraid of being swallowed up by other ghosts, so she said, how could the enchanter be afraid of ghosts?