Chapter 380
Being young obviously did not give the Ten Great Demon Saints and his men a chance to hesitate. They took a step directly and stepped directly into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
"Ah, you..." The Lady Queen of the Earth on the side was shocked when she saw this scene.
You know, this Eighteen Levels of Hell suppressed countless mythical world Peak-level experts before. These experts endured the torment of the Eighteen Levels of Hell day and night, each of them was extremely powerful. It's not that Six Paths of Reincarnation is here. I'm afraid that these Peak-level experts have already escaped and messed up the Six Realms.
Of course, I don’t know how much effort and effort it took to capture and seal these Peak-level experts.
Seeing that the dark flames of Eighteen Levels of Hell will be buried, Lady Queen of the Earth's stunned expression has eased a little bit, and her heart said, this is your own death, and he It doesn't matter much.
Even if it is Three Purities Saint, he can't guarantee that he can survive the terror suppression of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, let alone Zhuoqing himself.
After the entry of Qing Qing, the Ten Great Demon Saints and his men were taken aback for a moment, followed by walking in and stepping into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Although Zhuoqing went to the underworld and hell several times, in fact, this was the first time he stepped into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Sure enough, as he walked into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, a scorching breath rushed towards his face, boiling hot, as if he had come into a steamer all at once.
In this steamer, I can clearly see countless evil spirits and evil spirits who are bound to the chain keep making their own screams, and when he approaches, that strong His vitality is like a huge nourishment, making the evil ghosts and souls who screamed in pain and cast their eyes together, and they all showed a greedy appearance, as if they wanted Shred the boiled green into meat sauce and eat it in the stomach.
When the Ten Great Demon Saints and his men walked in, the greedy colors of those evil spirits and evil spirits became even more intense, and one by one became baring fangs and brandishing claws.
Suddenly, there was another mournful scream, and I saw an unjust soul who had just flown into the Eighteen Levels of Hell. The mouth was severely broken by a few ghosts, and one of them held it. The iron tongs clamped the long tongue of the wronged soul, and then forcibly pulled it out, not all at once, but slowly elongated and pulled slowly...
The scene looks like it is impressive The visual impact is not to mention shocking.
"This is the First Layer of Eighteen Levels of Hell, Tongue Ripping Hell, right?" Zhu Qing saw it, and the corner of his mouth grinned lightly.
In Buddhism, Eighteen Levels of Hell and Western Bliss world correspond to each other, and in Eighteen Levels of Hell, each hell is 20 times more suffering than the previous one, and suffering twice as much .
The first few Eighteen Levels of Hell were sentenced to less than 10,000 years, but later, the seventeenth Eighteen Levels of Hell, the sentence reached a full 1.3 billion years... 13 epochs .
It is conceivable that what characters and monsters are all closed in Eighteen Levels of Hell?
While Zhu Qing was feeling emotional, suddenly a evil spirit wanted to pounce on Zhu Qing, the corner of Zhu Qing’s mouth was slightly hooked, and his eyes moved slightly, the evil spirit seemed to feel something huge The coercion actually squatted directly on the ground and did not dare to move.
Even the few little ghosts who punished the newly-arrived souls in the distance did not dare to move at this moment, and their surprised eyes fell on Zhuo Qing's body.
After a while, the little ghosts respectfully knelt in front of Zhuoqing, showing their flattery, and the evil spirits were even more afraid.
Zhuo Qing did not stay much in the First Layer hell. These little ghosts could not give him and his subordinates all-round strength improvement. Soon, Zhuo Qing came to the sixth hell, copper Pillar hell.
In this hell, there are already some more powerful evil ghosts and evil spirits, and these resentful ghosts and evil spirits have been tortured, and the battle strength is even stronger. There are a few left behind by the young men. Except for the weaker shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they continued to move forward with a large army.
As for the weaker shrimp soldiers and crab generals, how to deal with those evil spirits and grievances is beyond your control.
What he wants is to develop his greatest strength between life and death.
In the next few hells, Zhuoqing left his men to try to survive in the hell.
Unconsciously, Zhuoqing brought ten Great Demon Saints and the others to the last few levels of Eighteen Levels of Hell.
I have to say that even Turtle Prime Minster and Kunpeng Ancestor Master have seen big scenes like this, experienced wind and rain, and saw the tragic sights of Eighteen Levels of Hell, but they were scared speechless. I just felt pale for a while.
Seeing the looks of everyone, the corner of his mouth slightly tick.
The most powerful part of Eighteen Levels of Hell is not how many experts have been suppressed, but the scenes of torture that make people frightened for fear of being beaten into this Eighteen Levels of Hell.
This alone, even Saint can't bear it.
When I was thinking about it, Turtle Prime Minster took the initiative to come over, hoping that I could stay in this hell as an experience.
Soon, Zhuoqing assigned several other people to accompany Turtle Prime Minster. After that, he walked towards the next Eighteen Levels of Hell.
At the end of the day, there are no more men by Zhuo Qing's side, and he himself has come to this last hell, Abi Prison.
At this moment in Abi Prison, strong Ghost Qi rises to the sky, countless incomparable gigantic bodies, huge evil spirits with thousands of zhang or so bodies, chained by golden light They were tightly bound, tied to copper pillars and could not move, but it was obvious that they had torn skin and gaping flesh, even the bones inside were exposed, and they looked particularly painful.
"Is this the last hell?" Zhu Qing's eyes flickered slightly. If he remembers correctly, the people in this hell have to endure torn skin and gaping flesh all the time. Pain, I endured the time of 13 epochs...
And when I was thinking about it, suddenly a strong and extremely strong Monster Qi surged into the sky, and went straight to the youth. Come, the speed is fast: "I am the Western Ghost Emperor, who are you?!"
While talking, the Western Ghost Emperor raised his hand and a golden light emerged, and went straight to the forehead. The powerful murderous aura engulfed the whole body in an instant, and between raising his head and throwing his feet, there were bursts of sad ghost crying, which made the scalp numb.
It's a pity that although the Western Ghost Emperor has already stepped into the Realm of Saint, his strength is extraordinary. However, in the face of youthful youth, it is only a little insignificant.
[The author's digression]: sorry, I can only miss one chapter today, and I will make up tomorrow.
I recently went to the hospital to get a drip...I can't hold my body a bit.
Sorry. . .
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