Chapter 1287

"Father, don't!"

Hearing the words of emperor Donghua, Yuan Che's face suddenly changed.

But she knows how terrible the eighteenth floor of hell is.

That's the heaviest punishment of Xianting.

In the face of such punishment, even death is a gift.

Eighteen levels of hell, full of endless sin, blood robbery.

Every floor is a big torture.

Ordinary people can't even support the first few floors.

Although in Yuan Che's eyes, the origin of your carefree life is mysterious.

But he can't live in eighteen hell.

"Oh... You deserve it."

Hao Naijun looked cold.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao is almost a dead man.

"Father, if you want to drive Yulang to the 18th floor of hell, exile me too!"

For the first time, Yuan Che lost his temper and roared.

She has always been a good girl and won't embarrass her father.

However, Jun Xiaoyao is the first person who makes her girl's heart sprout.

And the first man to leave a mark on her heart.

The result was unacceptable to her.

But Jun Xiaoyao himself is very indifferent.

A hint of thinking flashed through the fundus of the eye.

Then he said.

"If Princess kitchul can have the freedom to choose her own marriage, why not beat me to 18 hell?"

I have to say, Jun Xiaoyao's flirting skills are really full.

Hearing this, Yuan Che's heart was broken.

And the Hao Nai Jun on one side saw this scene, and his face was also extremely cold.

Although he did not awaken his own consciousness belonging to Emperor Haotian.

But he also noticed that the man in white seemed to want to impress yuan Che.

Before he knew it, kitchul fell.

But to tell you the truth, even if you were any woman, you would never be able to resist your carefree charm at the moment.

That kind of free and easy to sacrifice life and death for your sweetheart is enough to capture the heart of any woman.

"In that case, the emperor will help you."

The emperor of Donghua stretched out a hazy big hand.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand, like heaven, came from repression.

In an instant, the world seemed to be upside down.

You Xiaoyao's eyes were in chaos.

Then he felt like a broken winged bird.

Keep falling, falling.

Later, it became a world of blood and molten slurry.

He was knocked down to the eighteenth floor of hell.

Eighteen hell, as the most terrible punishment of Xianting.

Each of them is unbearable and will bear endless pain.

Such as iron tree hell, Evil Mirror hell, steamer hell, knife mountain hell, oil pot hell and so on.

These punishments are simply beyond the endurance of ordinary monks.

Only those who really commit great sins will be driven here and receive endless punishment.

Those who have been beaten to hell will live worse than death and bear eternal suffering.

And you are carefree, sitting in the middle of hell.

The most terrible punishment.

His expression, however, did not change at all.

Don't think you're carefree and don't feel it.

Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is no different from reality.

The endless hell pain is also true.

But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao's mind is too terrible.

For him, this kind of physical and mental suffering is like sprinkling water, which can not make him produce real pain at all.

Now you are carefree and can perfectly control any emotion, including pain.

However, the only thing that makes you carefree is.

Eighteen hell, full of endless power of sin.

These forces of sin are infecting him all the time.

The strangest thing is that Jun Xiaoyao feels that the power of sin seems to be real, not fictitious in a dream.

"Is it..."

You Xiaoyao's mind flashed.

His eyes suddenly became playful.

"Emperor Donghua, the last master of ancient Xianting, is really amazing..."

Jun Xiaoyao had to sigh that the means of this mythical figure has been similar to the gods.

But now, you Xiaoyao, who is deep in the eighteen hell, also has an inexplicable touch in his heart.

His talent has broken through to the king of different numbers.

In all aspects of enlightenment, nature has reached the top level.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the desire for enlightenment gushing out of his heart.

"Maybe this is an opportunity..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes brightened.

What he is best at is to turn all situations that are not conducive to him into situations that are conducive to him.

For example, at present, these 18 hell, for him, is the best enlightenment environment.

"Maybe my source Avenue magic power can evolve new changes again." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

His original Avenue, the divine power of Genesis, transformed into the sacrifice of God during his experience in the frontier and wasteland, and there has been no new inspiration.

Now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart is touched.

He began to sink into practice.

It can be said that no one can think of it.

This is the most terrible place of robbery and punishment in ancient Xianting.

He was turned into a place for enlightenment and cultivation by Jun Xiaoyao.

On the other side, at the LingXiao palace, the Wanxian banquet.

Kite Che wept and roared, "I'm also a great sinner. Why didn't my father drive me into hell!"

She felt that she and Jun were carefree, just like the White Snake and Xu Xian in the story.

Clearly in love, but lovers are difficult to get married in the end.

"Well, don't fool around." emperor Donghua said faintly.

This feast of immortals is over.

The wedding banquet of Hao Naijun and Yuan Che is naturally over.

If before, the relationship between Yuan Che and Hao Naijun still belongs to friends.

Now, she is more indifferent to Hao Naijun than to strangers.

Hao Naijun felt vaguely that something important had been lost.

It made him very uncomfortable.

But he can't force yuan Che. After all, she is the daughter of emperor Donghua.

After that, he didn't think about tea and rice.

The clothes become wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I'm haggard for you.

And the power of sin in her body was gradually difficult to control.

The only way is to divide and transform the three souls of heaven, earth and man, as emperor Donghua said before.

During this time, Jun Xiaoyao has been realizing the Tao in the eighteen hell.

He didn't know when the dream would end.

But he felt that it was going to be fast.

With the passage of time, Jun Xiaoyao's genesis, the prototype of the fourth style, is about to be realized.

However, we are still short of the most important insight.

"Eighteen hell, but so." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"What an interesting person."

Then a voice sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised and looked at the source of the sound.

A hazy figure emerged, as if standing in the depths of time and space, blurred.

It is the emperor of Donghua.

"It seems that you are not surprised?" said emperor Donghua.

With a faint smile, Jun Xiaoyao said, "the purpose of emperor is not to test whether I am suitable for passing on great sins?"

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