Chapter 3402: City of Ten Thousand Devils

The next day, Xiao Fan woke up leisurely, and his soul body had returned to its peak state.

Although the Netherworld Holy Water has not yet been completely refined, the power of his soul has stabilized at the middle stage of the Saint Emperor Realm. With the strength of his soul, it is no problem to deal with the late Saint Emperor Stage.

As for the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, Xiao Fan is not too sure.

On this day, Xiao Fan found a few words about the Nine Nether Hell from the Shura inheritance.

In the Nine Nether Hell, every life is the body of a soul, and living beings have lost the power to reproduce, so there is no such thing as race.

Like the bull-headed and horse-faced faces, since the two people were from the cow and horse tribes in front of them, it is not surprising that their souls retain such faces after death.

Similarly, the souls of some human monks are not the appearance of themselves, but the appearance of their own soul cultivation.

Moreover, many people have lost their memories after death, and there are too few people who can recover part of their memories, which is the so-called awakening of past life memories.

Because of all these reasons, there is no such thing as race in the Nine Nether Hell.

Here, whoever is stronger is the boss.

What surprised Xiao Fan the most was that the speed of time in the Nine Nether Hell was actually different from that in the Ancient God Realm. Only one year had passed in the Ancient God Realm after a hundred years here.

The time flow rate is one hundred to one. This is the second time Xiao Fan has seen such a large time flow rate ratio.

The first time is the time flow rate ratio between the War Soul Continent and the Ancient God Realm.

A thousand years have passed in the War Spirit Continent, and only one year has passed in the Ancient God Realm. The time flow rate is a thousand to one, which is extremely astonishing.

Xiao Fan, who has comprehended the power of time and space, can at most make the time flow ratio between the world in his body and the ancient divine world reach five to one. This is already his current limit.

After knowing that the time flow rate between the Nine Nether Hell and the Ancient God Realm was one hundred to one, Xiao Fan was also secretly shocked by the strength of the Nine Nether Ghost Lord.

I originally thought that I would be able to see the backs of the Nine Nether Ghost Lords after breaking through to the Saint Emperor Realm.

But now Xiao Fan realized that he was still extremely far away from the height of Beilao and Jiuyou Ghost Lord. He was not at the same level at all.

"Brothers, wait until I get out!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and sighed softly in his heart.

Xiao Fan is not too worried about Nangong Xiaoxiao and the others. Huang Yuanji, Huang Jian and Ji Xantian have all been led into the Nine Nether Hell by him, and there will be no danger in the Endless Ancient Frontier for the time being.

And even if he stays here for a hundred years, only one year has passed outside.

He only needs to leave within this hundred years. Even if Savage Ancient Frontier and Endless Ancient Frontier want to continue to deal with Endless Ancient Frontier, he can go back in time.

"By the way, Huang Yuanji and the others!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's heart sank.

Huang Yuanji and the others also entered the Nine Nether Hells, and they also had the God Killer and the Golden Bone Emperor. If they met Huang Yuanji and the others, it would be really troublesome.

After all, the soul bodies of these three people are probably at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm!

"It seems that I have to change my name from now on." Facing Huang Yuanji and the others, Xiao Fan had to be careful. He was not strong enough to be an enemy of the Half-Step Saint Realm.

"Senior, you're awake." Seeing Xiao Fan open his eyes, a bull-headed horse-faced figure immediately came to greet him.

Seeing that the two of them had not left, Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said: "Nuutou Mamian, I am not used to the title of senior, you can call me Yama."

Yama, taken from the ten major Yamas of Shura Hall. Originally, he wanted to take Shura, but he was afraid of being recognized by Huang Yuanji and others.

After all, Xiao Fan is not the kind of person who just stays in one place and keeps to himself. Even if he wants to keep to himself, God may not necessarily allow him to do so.

Who makes him a jealous person?

"Yes, I will pay my respects to Lord Yama!" He knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Fan and said, "They don't care what Xiao Fan's name is, as long as Xiao Fan doesn't kill them."

Xiao Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then transformed into a young master wearing a white robe, with a jade tree facing the wind, elegant and suave, but there was no trace of the soul body.

"The transformation of the soul is much easier than the transformation of the body." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, spread his palms, and like magic, a folding fan appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing Xiao Fan's changes, the bull-headed horse-faced men had already stared straight ahead. They didn't expect that Xiao Fan could change like this.

"Nuutou Mamian, you should know about Ten Thousand Devils Ridge in Guiweiyuan, right?" After a while, Xiao Fan looked at the two of them and said: "Where is there any excitement? Take me to see it."

"Exciting?" Niutou frowned, unable to think of anything exciting for a while.

But Ma Mian slapped Niu Tou on the head and said: "Isn't it the birthday of the Ghost King Wuqiu? Moreover, he is going to marry his granddaughter. I heard that there may be a martial arts competition in the ring, which will definitely be very lively."

"Yes, I actually forgot about this. Lord Yama, we will take you to the City of Ten Thousand Devils right now." Niutou came to his senses and said with a sneer on his face.

Xiao Fan put away the folding fan and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Suddenly, Xiao Fan jumped into the air.

"Sir, this way!" Niutou stopped Xiao Fan and said, "Sir, we'd better fly at a low altitude."

"Why?"

"If we meet a strong person in the late Saint Emperor realm or above in this wilderness, they will definitely devour us. Don't you know that by devouring other souls, we can continuously become stronger?"

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

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Xiao Fan ignored so much. His soul was indeed only in the middle stage of the Saint Emperor Realm, but if he wanted to run away, the peak Saint Emperor Realm might not be able to catch up with him.

Xiao Fan said this, it is impossible to resist the bull-headed and horse-faced people. The speed of the three of them is very fast, and their cultivation in the Holy Emperor realm is naturally extremely terrifying.

On the way, they also met many souls, but Xiao Fan did not take action. The bodies of those souls were really too weak, and eating them would be of no use.

Just a few days later, a vast ghost city was branded in Xiao Fan's eyes.

Looking from a distance, the towering buildings look like beasts dormant there, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Xiao Fan glanced at it. With his cultivation level, he could not see the end. One can imagine the vastness and vastness of this city.

There are black shadows everywhere in the city, which is not much worse than the top cities in the ancient divine world.

It's just that the black air here is soaring into the sky and the ghost fog is lingering, giving people an eerie feeling.

But now all living things are soul bodies, and this kind of tune is the most accustomed and comfortable.

"Sir, this is the City of Ten Thousand Devils. Monks are not allowed to kill each other here. If you want to fight, you can go to the Arena of Life and Death." Niutou whispered quietly beside Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan flapped the folding fan in his hand, nodded indifferently, then fell headlong and rushed directly into the city.

"Sir, wait!" When Niutou saw this, his face changed with fright, and he quickly chased after him.