"nothing."

Zhou Zhiwei was not too confused. Since this old man was from this planet, he should know a lot of things and asked directly: "Old man, do you know where this place is?"

"Just call me Lao Hu, this place can contain souls..." Hu Lei said, his eyebrows slightly frowned, as if he was recalling something he was thinking about, and then said: "It is said that the underworld attracts souls, but he has to walk the path of the underworld. After drinking the Forget-Sheng Spring, forgetting the past and present life, and being reincarnated."

Zhou Zhiwei asked again as he heard a familiar feeling: "Then, is there anything else?"

"It's gone, these are a few words I saw in the introduction of a book in a scientific and technological heritage. It has a unique impression and translated by people with talented languages."

"You just read a few words?

Why don’t you take it out and let him translate it all?"

Zhou Zhiwei asked in confusion.

"The things that landed outside the sky are controlled by the senior management. Besides, it was not a serious book at that time, so I just exchanged the results."

"Why are you not serious?"

"When I asked Language to translate the title of the book, I felt embarrassed to translate the translation..." "What title is, tell me quickly."

Zhou Zhiwei was immediately energetic and carried forward the spirit of breaking the sand woo to the end and said, "I always feel that I have a little impression of these words you said. It's just a little bit, and I can think of something."

Hu Lei's old face turned red and his voice was almost inaudible.

"Master Pluto loves me, I don't want it..." Zhou Zhiwei took a breath after hearing this and said affirmatively: "That's really not serious. I have no impression of this book."

For a moment, the two of them didn't know what to say.

Zhou Zhiwei sat cross-legged and touched the black ground with unknown material. In this environment, he was like a man with a faint blue flame. Hu Lei next to him was emitting a light purple light on his head and his body was black, which was a little dim compared to Zhou Zhiwei.

In this space, the two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, both of them seemed to be very crowded, and they seemed to be able to accommodate two people.

Bang! There was a blank space outside the spreading roots struck by lightning. Zhou Zhiwei squeezed his hand in and broke a sharp corner. The black stone in his hand turned into a wisp of black flame and burned and dissipated in his hand.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiwei felt that his spiritual consciousness seemed to become more solid and more agile.

This may make his modifications a little faster.

Zhou Zhiwei's eyes lit up and immediately encouraged Hu Lei, "Why do we dig a tunnel to see if we can go out?"

Hu Lei pondered for a moment, feeling that it was better to work hard to open up the work than to sit and wait for death. Maybe there was an unexpected gain, so he replied: "Okay."

As they spoke, the two began to shatter stones with bare hands.

"The geology here is very strange. Although the broken stones burn, there is no heat or damage at all, so don't be afraid."

Hu Lei broke the raised pointed stones on the ground casually and asked, "What do you call me?"

Zhou Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Well... call me the King of Hell!"

"Your surname is quite rare, hey! This black gas is good for the soul body, my legs are growing!"

Hu Lei didn't care about Zhou Zhiwei's surname. When he first came to this space, his body was as dark as the soul body, and he found that his legs were also gone.

This made him feel a little worried. Will it be a deformity after he was reincarnated?

However, this problem, when the black stone burned from his hands, had already grown a small piece of his legs and disappeared, and he was busy with surprises faster.

"Then hurry up, otherwise I will be killed."

Zhou Zhiwei said with a smile that he could actually control the absorption of black gas. Since it was helpful to Lao Hu's soul body, then wait until he grows his legs and then control it to not allow him to absorb it.

After all, this is his soul's origin world, and Zhou Zhiwei feels that he is generous.

...There were chatting every time, and the work was done very quickly.

After finishing the small piece, the big piece couldn't pull it, and they started to pull it one by one. They were still playing, and they were full of energy. After relaxing, the feeling of fatigue came like a tide.

Now they were lying on the ground, not wanting to move, although Zhou Zhiwei benefited a lot.

But I have done a lot and can’t keep up with the consumption, so I’m extremely tired.

"Little King of Hell, I didn't expect you to be so fierce. Old Hu, I'm willing to give in to the disadvantage."

Hu Lei felt that he was called the King of Hell, and he was a bit of a common generation. He added a small word and felt comfortable in his heart, so he just called it that, and he became addicted to it.

At this time, Hu Lei's black soul shadow condensed a lot, and his legs grew out. He lay on the ground, crossing his legs, leisurely.

Zhou Zhiwei was quite tired and had a good name. Lao Hu added a small word and couldn't even twist it. This is something he didn't accept, but he had to accept it.

Seeing that the space is about six meters long and about three meters wide, it can stand up and grow up, and it has expanded more than three times.

Zhou Zhiwei was very satisfied with this.

There were no tools inside and couldn't be pried open. I felt that there was nothing to do, so I said to Hu Lei: "Old Hu, I'll go out and see if I can get out of the trap."

After saying that, in Hu Lei's confused eyes, his soul returned to his position.

The blue soul fire, the size of a rice grain, turned into the size of a mung bean at this time. The brain core, which was originally struck by lightning, had been repaired and was extremely round, transparent and purely wrapped around the blue soul fire like a diamond.

The spiritual consciousness seems to be able to control and lengthen, unlike the original area that it can only be about one meter in a radius.

Now he can lengthen his spiritual consciousness to about six meters, but the area of ​​exploration has also increased a lot.

The spiritual consciousness swept across the machine.

Zhou Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the boss's battery, and it would be fine if it didn't explode, saving a lot of trouble, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to re-collection the materials.

The spiritual consciousness is repaired and modified in the battery room, and some spiritual consciousness spreads upwards.

When I found the grave bag that was about 5 meters high and was compressed by a hardness of a brick, I almost spurted out an old blood.

Which one is careless?

What about the big pit struck by lightning.

Even if you are chopped to death, you will be back home in a corpse! And why is this grave so high? The hardness can be based on the local foundation.

In his memory data, more than 300 ethnic customs are not available.

Although Zhou Zhiwei complained wildly, his spiritual sense still wrapped the grave. He was trying to include it in the original space so that he could see the light of day again.

He had a vague idea that he had this ability.

"Old Hu, go to the corner and squat, something is coming."

After Zhou Zhiwei's voice sounded from the original world, a tomb bag about 5 meters high and two meters wide appeared out of thin air.

"Hiss, why did you get my tomb?"

Hu Lei looked at the six big words on the grave bag and took a deep breath. However, after seeing the shape of the grave bag, he suddenly felt a little tooth-achieved and said, "These old people are not ashamed, and they still love to mess around."
Chapter completed!