"Hahaha, little imps, witness Grandpa's power!"
When the ghost servant saw the group of scissor imps, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. The second level of the devil's den was twice as large as the first level. Not only did the scissor imps have a higher Cultivation Level, but there were also more of them.
Kacha Kacha!
The imps were still cutting their fingers until the nine golden skulls began to attack them. Each of the skulls spewed out ghostly fire and attacked the scissor imps fiercely. However, the simple imps were not that simple. There were many of them, and they joined forces to attack the golden skulls with huge scissors.
The scissors stabbed the golden skulls and sparks flew everywhere. The two sides could not hold on for a while. The scissors could not break the golden skulls' defense, but the skulls could not eat the imps either.
"Watch my blade!"
The ghost servant could not hold it in anymore. He waved his blade and rushed forward. With his silver armor and sturdy body, he charged into the group of scissor imps like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. As a dignified ghost general, it was naturally not a problem for him to deal with this group of imps.
The nine skulls struggled for a long time but could not deal with it, but the ghost servant immediately got the result with one slash. The imps' scissors defense formation was disrupted, and the golden skulls took the opportunity to rush in.
"Devour, devour all of them for me."
Every time the ghost servant slashed out, a few scissor imps would be decapitated. As long as the imps were severed, they would immediately be swallowed by the golden skulls that followed closely behind. The ghost servant's blade continued to cut, but Du Feng did not make a move from beginning to end.
"Brother Ping San, Brother Ping San, are you there?"
The second level of the devil's den was too large, and he was trying to find Xiong Pingsan. Because the other party entered a little earlier than him, he did not meet him on the first level. Perhaps he could meet him on the second level. According to the rules of time, one month outside was one year here. In other words, the flow of time in the devil's den was twelve times faster than outside. If Du Feng came in a little later, perhaps Xiong Pingsan had completed the first level's mission and reached the second level.
"Get lost!"
The Scissors Imps didn't care if Du Feng made a move or not. As long as they entered their attack range, they would rush forward without a care for their lives. Du Feng casually waved his hand, and a gust of wind rose from where he stood. Although he was only at the fifth stage of the Grand Power Realm, his attacks were even fiercer than those of the ghost servants.
With a light wave of his hand, a large number of scissor imps exploded and turned into a cloud of black mist.
"It feels so good!"
When the ghost servant saw that there was a ready-made ghost energy available, he opened his mouth and sucked it in.
Huh? Du Feng waved his hand a few times to blast out several balls of black mist. The ghost servant followed behind him happily. However, he soon discovered a new problem. The fingers cut off by the scissors imp would not turn into ghost energy, nor could they be absorbed by the ghost servants.
After each Scissor Imp was killed, its fallen finger would be absorbed by the ground. Like snowflakes falling into water, they quickly disappeared. If not for Du Feng's careful observation, he wouldn't have noticed them. It seemed that something was wrong. When Du Feng killed the scissors imp again, he directly put the broken finger into the space of the necklace and stored it first.
"Brother Du, why did you bring these disgusting things in?"
There was no room for Xiao Hei to play in the devil's cave. He was bored staying in the space of the necklace when he saw a pile of broken fingers being thrown in. Because Du Feng killed the Scissors Imps very quickly, he collected the broken fingers very quickly. In a short while, a large pile of fingers was piled up on the lawn in the space of the necklace. Each of them had been cut off, and the bones were still bleeding.
"Don't worry about it. You'll know in a while."
On the first floor of the devil's cave, there was the iron pillar that tied up the wronged souls. On the second floor, there was nothing but the Scissors Imps. This was very unreasonable. Since this was the trial place left by the bear clan, it was impossible that there was no way to improve the Cultivation. Otherwise, the trial would be meaningless.
In the second floor of the devil's cave, the little ghosts and the scissors in their hands would turn into ghost energy. Only the cut fingers were strange. Du Feng thought about it and decided to collect them first.
"Master, why do you want those broken fingers?"
The ghost servant was also a little confused. He had just led the nine skulls to fight and absorbed all the ghost energy that could be absorbed. He absorbed all the ghost energy that he could, but the broken fingers fell to the ground and disappeared in a short while. Since this was a mystic realm, it was not strange for the broken fingers to disappear. Therefore, he did not take it to heart.
"I'll just kill you. Cut the crap."
Du Feng became serious and slapped out with his palm, creating a tornado. The tornado swam in the second floor of the devil's cave. Wherever it went, the Scissors Imps would be sucked in and minced. It was even more ferocious than a meat grinder. As long as the little ghosts were minced, they would turn into a cloud of black fog. As a result, the tornado became bigger and bigger, and its color became darker and darker.
As for the fallen broken fingers, they were kept in the space of the necklace. Du Feng did not care how the ghost servant dealt with the broken fingers because he was much faster than the other party. As the tornado raged, the Scissors Imps on the second floor were almost cleared.
"Take it."
After all the Scissors Imps were killed, Du Feng swung his hand and threw the pure black tornado at the ghost servant. It was wrapped in a dense Ghost Qi.
"Thank you, Brother Du. Hehehe!"
The ghost servant learned from Xiao Hei and called him Brother Du. After absorbing such a large cloud of ghost energy, his Cultivation could advance again.
Something was wrong. Du Feng felt that something was wrong. First of all, he could not find Xiong Pingsan. Second of all, it was too easy to kill the little ghosts here. One had to know that the mystic realm of the devil's cave was open for a year. However, he had only been down for less than a day, and he had already swept through the first and second floors. He had absorbed the heat energy from the iron pillars in the first floor of the devil's cave, and his Cultivation had advanced by one level. At this rate, he would be able to get out of the devil's cave in less than a month. What was the use of having 12 times the time ratio?
Swish, swish, swish …
While the ghost servant was happily absorbing the ghost energy, Du Feng suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the ground. The broken fingers that had fallen to the ground and been absorbed were now gathering in the same direction. Although the fingers were broken, they still had flesh, blood, and bones. They crazily gathered together and gradually formed a huge human figure.
"Damn, what is this?"
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