Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 1753: 18 levels of hell!

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Boom!

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the stone futon, the majestic aura of life permeated his body, and the rays of light were dazzling, directly forming a powerful life enchantment.

"Agreed!"

Ling Xiao smiled faintly at Liu Yun and Wang Dao.

Liu Yun and Wang Dao's depressing mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out. Although the power of menstruation only made them pause for a breath, one breath was enough to change a lot of things.

Not only Ling Xiao occupied the second stone futon, but also Nishang, Takeo and Gao Yang occupied the third, fourth and fifth stone futon.

"Long Aotian, you and I are at odds!"

Wang Dao roared with incomparable anger, gave Ling Xiao a stern look, turned and rushed towards the other stone futons.

After all, Liu Yun and Wang Dao are powerful and unparalleled, and they soon occupied the sixth and seventh stone futons. Blood Yuan Dansheng occupied the eighth stone futon, and other stone futons were soon available. Owner.

Only Ji Tian was the most miserable, forced by Ling Xiao to choose the thirty-sixth stone futon.

Boom!

When the thirty-six stone futons had their owners, the jade jade of life suddenly burst into a dazzling light, vast and ancient, containing a majestic breath of life, as if a mysterious world had opened up.

All thirty-six people were shrouded in a mysterious state!

Boom!

When Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he immediately came to a strange world.

The sky and the earth are red, full of thick black smoke, and a strong death atmosphere fills the air, making people feel as if they have come to a land of death.

Ling Xiao was tied to an iron pillar, all the strength in his body disappeared, and he became weak. There was a burning smell.

The pain seemed to have been magnified ten times and a hundred times, even with Ling Xiao's will, he couldn't help but frown.

"What is this place?"

Ling Xiao's heart is full of doubts, didn't he comprehend the secret of life in front of the jade of life? How did you come to this place?

Is it a fantasy?

Ling Xiao is not sure, but the pain is real, and it seems to be endless!

"This is tongue-pulling hell! Hey, boy, you sow discord and slander others while you were alive, so you were cast into this tongue-pulling **** after you died. Your sin! Open your mouth and let me pull out your tongue!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and in front of Ling Xiao appeared two ghastly-looking ghosts, with ghosts all over their bodies, blood-red eyes, full of cruel expressions.

"The tongue-pulling hell? Eighteen levels of hell?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed. According to rumors, people can be reincarnated and reincarnated after death, but those who have sinned deeply will enter the eighteen layers of **** and suffer endless pain and torture.

There are eighteen layers of **** in this jade jade?

"That's right! Ling Xiao, you are already dead. You died in the Heavenly Realm of the God Realm, the Wusang Mountain of the Great Zhou Divine Kingdom. You died when you were comprehending the Jade Bi of Life. Lord Yama sentenced you to eighteen levels of hell. This is the first floor, enjoy it slowly!"

The two ghosts sneered, and then walked up without any explanation. One opened Ling Xiao's mouth, and the other took out a branded iron-red pliers and clamped Ling Xiao's tongue hard. A pull!

The stinky flesh was mixed with blood, the pain was magnified countless times, making Ling Xiao feel like he was really going to die here.

"If this is an illusion, it's too real, isn't it? I cultivate too modesty, and there are such treasures as the Wordless Heavenly Book. It's impossible not to notice the illusion. Could it be that I'm really dead?"

In that endless pain, Ling Xiao even began to doubt his current situation.

After all, Ling Xiao doesn't have the slightest bit of cultivation now, just like a mortal being tortured by these two little devils.

The pain of pulling out the tongue is really **** painful!

Bang!

After Ling Xiao's tongue was forcibly pulled out by the ghost messenger, blood spurted out of his mouth, but a new tongue grew out of his mouth. The ghost messenger seemed to be tireless, and he stretched out his red pliers and started to pull it out. his tongue!

In this way, Ling Xiao didn't know whether his tongue was pulled out a thousand times or ten thousand times. Even with his will, he couldn't bear it, and in the end he fell into endless darkness.

Really... so dead?

In the darkness, Ling Xiao seemed to see a new world again.

It's still the same world, dark and ghostly.

The only difference is that Ling Xiao had his legs and hands tied with two ghost guards. The two ghost guards were holding big scissors, and their faces were full of hideous smiles.

"Ling Xiao, welcome to the second layer of scissors hell! Our brothers will treat you well!"

After finishing speaking, the two ghosts came up with a grinning smile~IndoMTL.com~ and began to cut off Ling Xiao's ten fingers with large scissors.

Hey!

Ling Xiao took a deep breath!

As the so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, he is now a mortal body, and all the magical powers on his body have disappeared, and there is a heart-piercing pain where the ten fingers are broken, making Ling Xiao's complexion extremely pale.

After the ten fingers were cut off, Ling Xiao's ten fingers quickly grew back.

Over and over again, the pain is maddening and seems to have no end.

"I'm not dead!"

Although Ling Xiao's face was extremely pale in pain, his eyes brightened.

Because he can perceive that there is a trace of vitality in his body, and it is that trace of vitality that allows his tongue to grow and his severed fingers to be reborn. In hell, it is impossible to have vitality.

Ling Xiao has been able to confirm that maybe these eighteen layers of **** are some kind of test, and he wants to obtain the test of the secret art of life!

Soon, Ling Xiao's consciousness fell into darkness.

The third floor, the Iron Tree Hell!

Fourth floor, evil mirror hell!

The fifth floor, steamer hell!

……

In this way, Ling Xiao went through layers of **** after layers of torture. He had his tongue pulled out, his ten fingers were cut off, his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, and he was burned to ashes. , let him experience the fear of life and the unbearable death.

If ordinary people have experienced this series of oppression, I am afraid that even if they don't die, they will go completely crazy!

But Ling Xiao firmly believes that all this is a test, or that it is all just an illusion, and his tempered heart has never been shaken.

Furthermore, after dying again and again, Ling Xiao is also beginning serious tests. Why are there eighteen layers of **** in the jade of life? What exactly are these tests going to tell the testers?