Chapter 380

Obviously, Aoqing didn't give the ten demon saints and their men the opportunity to hesitate. He took a step directly, and went directly into the eighteenth hell.

"Ah, you..." the empress Houtu was stunned when she saw this scene. I didn't expect that Aoqing had such courage.

You know, these eighteen levels of hell suppress countless top-level experts in the mythical world. These experts endure the suffering of the eighteen levels of hell day and night, and their strength is extremely strong. If there were not six transmigrations here, I'm afraid these top-level experts would have fled out of the six realms.

Of course, I don't know how much effort and spirit the hell spent to capture and seal these top-level experts.

Seeing that the dark flame of the eighteen hell buried Aoqing, empress Houtu's stunned expression eased a little. Her heart said, Aoqing is your own death, which has nothing to do with him.

Even Sanqing saints can't guarantee that they can live from the terrorist repression of the 18th floor hell, let alone Aoqing himself.

As soon as Aoqing entered, the ten demon saints and their men were stunned. They also followed him in and stepped into the eighteen layers of hell.

Although Aoqing went to hell several times, in fact, this was the first time he stepped into the land of eighteen layers of hell.

Sure enough, as he walked into the eighteen layers of hell, a burning breath rushed towards him, boiling hot, as if he had suddenly come to a steamer.

In this steamer, Aoqing clearly saw countless evil spirits and evil spirits bound in chains constantly scream. When he approached, the strong breath of strangers was like great nourishment, which made the evil spirits and evil spirits who screamed painfully cast their eyes together, one by one showing greed, It seems that you want to tear the boiled green into meat sauce and swallow it in your stomach.

When the ten demon saints and their men came in, the greedy color of those evil spirits and wronged souls became more intense, and one by one they opened their teeth and claws.

Suddenly, another shrill scream came. I saw a wronged soul who had just flown into the 18th floor of hell. It was severely broken open by several imps. One of the imps grabbed the long tongue of the wronged soul with pliers, and then pulled it out, not all at once, but slowly elongated and dragged it

The scene seemed to have a visual impact, not to mention shocking.

"This is the first floor of the eighteen hell, pull out the tongue hell?" boil Green saw, and the corner of his mouth gently grinned.

In the Dharma, the eighteen levels of hell and the Western Paradise correspond to each other. In the eighteen levels of hell, each hell is 20 times more bitter and twice as painful as the previous one.

In the first few 18 hell, the prison term was only 10000 years, but in the later 17 and 18 hell, the prison term reached 1.3 billion years... 13 eras.

It can be imagined that what kind of characters and monsters are closed in these eighteen layers of hell?

While Aoqing was feeling in his heart, suddenly an evil ghost wanted to jump at Aoqing. Aoqing's mouth was slightly hooked and his eyes moved slightly. The evil ghost seemed to feel some huge pressure, and he crawled directly to the ground and dared not move.

Even the little ghosts who punished the new wronged soul in the distance did not dare to move at the moment, and their surprised eyes fell on Aoqing.

A moment later, the kids knelt respectfully in front of Aoqing, with flattery on their faces, and the evil ghosts were even more afraid.

Aoqing didn't stay in the first layer of hell. These kids couldn't give him and his men all-round strength improvement. Soon, Aoqing came to the sixth hell, bronze pillar hell.

In this hell, there are already some powerful evil spirits and evil spirits, and these evil spirits and evil spirits are suffering, and their combat effectiveness is stronger. Besides leaving a few weak shrimp soldiers and crab generals under Cao Qingming, he continues to move forward with a large army.

As for those weak shrimp soldiers and crab generals, how to solve those evil spirits and grievances is beyond boil Green's control.

What he wants is to develop his greatest strength between life and death.

In the next few hells, Aoqing left his men to try to survive in hell.

Unconsciously, Aoqing took the ten demon saints and others to the last few floors of the eighteenth hell.

I have to say that even Prime Minister GUI and ancestor Kunpeng, who have seen big scenes and experienced wind and rain, and saw the tragic scenes of the 18th floor hell, are too frightened to speak, and they only feel their faces pale.

Seeing the people look like this, Aoqing's mouth was slightly hooked.

The most powerful place in the 18th floor hell is not how many experts have been suppressed here, but the scenes of torture, which makes people afraid of being driven into the 18th floor hell.

Even saints cannot bear this alone.

While he was boiling green and thinking, Prime Minister tortoise took the initiative to come over, hoping that he could stay in this hell as experience.

Soon, Aoqing assigned several other people to accompany Prime Minister GUI. After that, he went to the next 18 layers of hell.

In the end, there were no men around Aoqing, and he himself came to the last layer of hell, a nose prison.

At this moment, in a bi prison, a strong spirit of ghosts rose into the sky. Countless huge ghosts with huge shapes and more than a thousand feet of bodies were firmly bound by golden chains and tied on copper pillars. It was obvious that they had already been torn apart, and even the bones inside were exposed, which looked particularly painful.

"Is this the last hell?" Aoqing's eyes flickered slightly. If he remembered correctly, people in this hell have to endure the pain of skin and flesh, skin and bone all the time, and endure 13 eras

While Aoqing was thinking, a strong and incomparable evil spirit suddenly surged up and rushed straight to Aoqing. The speed was fast: "I'm the Western ghost emperor. Who are you?"

While talking, the Western ghost emperor raised his hand and a golden light appeared, and went straight to Aoqing's forehead. The powerful murderous spirit shrouded the whole Aoqing in an instant. When he looked up and threw his feet, there were bursts of sad ghost crying, which made his scalp numb.

Unfortunately, although the Western ghost emperor has also stepped into the realm of saints and has extraordinary strength, he is only a small Witch in front of Aoqing.

[author's digression]: sorry, there can only be one less chapter today. It will be supplemented tomorrow.

Recently I was ill and went to the hospital for a drip... I can't bear it.

i 'm sorry...