Chapter 696
When you are alive, you will do a thousand things, but when you die, you will suffer from sin.
It is said that there are 18 layers of hell, all of which are used to punish people who do evil in the world.
Now he can't believe it.
Just now, the young man in white was pulled out of his tongue and screamed into the pit, which shows that the bottom must be the second layer of hell.
The first layer of hell is the tongue pulling hell.
All living people, who sow dissension, slander and harm others, are glib, eloquent, lying and deceiving.
Yi Heng stood beside the pit, still from the surrounding thousands of lonely souls continue to jump into the pit.
Screams in the ear in the mind constantly around the echo, but it has been difficult to affect him.
His eyes were fixed on the pit.
Most of them have their tongues pulled out, and then they pass on to the next layer.
Life in the world, who will not say a few lies, who will encounter injustice, and not clever words to distinguish? Even sow dissension?
Only a few lonely souls, not suffering from the pain of pulling out their tongues, were introduced into the pit instantly.
He was silent for a long time.
In his life, he not only lied, but also provoked and slandered.
If you want to survive in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals, if you don't have these calculations, I'm afraid you'll die without a burial place. How can you live today?
But is it still the pain of tongue pulling? I'm really here. If I pull my tongue, I can still live?
What kind of power is hidden in this pit, which can cut off the tongue of thousands of lonely souls at the same time, but I have absolutely no such strength.
He clasped his fist slightly with his right hand.
As a matter of fact, he has no room to turn back, and he has no idea to go back.
At this time, a little hesitation and hesitation were just the shock of the scene in front of him, but the unknown power, which made him feel a little nervous.
But to say fear, to say retreat and fear, it is not half.
The youth in the purple mansion are ready to deal with all possible accidents at any time.
All that we meet here is the body of soul, and the one who just pulled out the tongue of the lonely soul and cut it off with a knife is only the power of the soul.
For him, the strength of the soul, on earth, who will be afraid of?
Therefore, after a thin layer of soul power wrapped the whole body, he took Su demon and jumped down into the pit.
There was no hesitation or fear.
Yes, it is a little joy from the soul.
What kind of things can hurt the soul and bring such joy and attraction?
The first of the eighteen hells, tongue pulling hell, who is pulling the tongues of these lonely souls?
His body soared up, his eyes fixed on everything around him, waiting for the force to pull the tongue out, and his eyes swept toward the pit.
The bottom of the cone-shaped pit is like an abyss. After countless lonely souls have their tongues pulled out, their originally slightly unreal bodies become more illusory, and seem to be more transparent. They rush towards the bottom in an instant, and the mouth of the bottom is ten feet larger.
He looked at the lonely soul who jumped into the pit at the same time. He heard a roar in his mind as soon as he had a glimmer of enlightenment.
"Go, the first layer of hell. You can be reincarnated only by pulling out your tongue and eliminating your sin."
An irresistible voice sounded in his mind, and the young people in purple mansion were suddenly frightened by the sound, and they opened their mouths and stretched out their tongues uncontrollably.
Then, an invisible force suddenly clamped the tongue and pulled it outward.
The tongue was pulled by this force, and immediately stretched out two inches. When he reacted, he felt a sharp blade and quickly approached the tongue from above.
In the eyes of the young and middle-aged people in purple mansion, they want to open their mouths and shout, but they let their tongues lengthen again in an instant.
Yi Heng's body falls down rapidly. After a while, he will be sucked away by Zhang Yu's cave.
But before that, he must also suffer from the pain of cutting his tongue, and he must cry out miserably.
Fortunately, we have known that it must be the power of the soul that can cause effective damage to the soul. Therefore, the young and middle-aged people in the purple mansion pinch their fingers with both hands and wave the sharp blade that cuts to the tongue.
The four soul forces gathered from the body turn into sharp swords in an instant and cut off towards the empty air.
The sound of "puff" is like chopping on the object, and it is like chopping in the void.
There was a slight tug at the void above his tongue, and he felt a little relieved.
The blade has disappeared, and the sense of danger has disappeared.
At this time, the body instantly accelerates and shoots towards the bottom of the pit. In an instant, it passes through the hole like other lonely souls.
Looking down at the comatose Su demon, he gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his right hand.
Under the foot is still flat broad land, only a gray, can not see the edge.In his eyes, there are all ghosts and ghosts, which are sent down from above like him, and then they are flying towards the center of this place with gusts of wind.
He could not help but recall the feeling he had just had, the feeling that his tongue was about to be cut off.
Take a look around, suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "who road friend, secretly make a ghost?"
The young and middle-aged people in Zifu are full of anger. With a burst of drink, a burst breath comes from the purple mansion, which instantly disperses the lonely soul in the abbot and dissipates in the gray world.
However, to his disappointment, the whole world seems to have no consciousness and no life, except for his conscious life.
After waiting for a long time, no one answered.
Although he had known this, he still felt a little palpitation.
What kind of soul strength would it take to pull out so many soul tongues at the same time? What kind of natural material and earth treasure can attract so many lonely souls flying towards the center?
The lonely souls around him were slightly different from those on the upper floor, but he could not see the difference for a moment.
Just feel that the face is no longer as clear as the previous layer, but look carefully, it is still lifelike, like a real person, the difference is not too obvious.
"Is the flower of hell so attractive?"
He asked to himself, but then he shook his head again. If so, is this invisible power of the soul coming from the flower of hell?
"Maybe at the bottom of hell, the truth can be revealed." With a low sigh, he picked up the Su demon and flew away towards the center with the lonely souls around him.
...
there is sun and moon on earth, and there is no day and night in hell.
I don't know how long after, Yi Heng is full of fatigue, whispering something in his mouth, and constantly flies to the flat and broad center.
"Tongues hell, scissors hell, iron tree hell, mirror hell, steamer hell, copper pillar hell..."
Since entering the second floor, he flew to the center and witnessed all kinds of hell one by one.
Scissors cut short ten fingers, the soul hanging on the iron tree, suffering from the pain of peeling, into the steamer.
Along the way, he has let go of all his mind.
After seeing all kinds of torment to the lonely soul, he was no longer afraid. He only needed to pass through the central pit, keep his mind close, defend his whole body with the force of his soul, and then he could pass on safely and layer by layer.
Today, it is a seventeen layer hell, a grinding hell.
It's hard to explain the decadence for thousands of years, and never turn over after falling into the world.
He had been reading it to himself.
This is the real hell.
Compared with the previous tongue pulling and peeling, it is nothing at all.
At this time, he stood quietly in the middle of the 17th floor of hell, staring at a stone mill more than ten feet in size in the pit. He did not know how to get through the stone mill and enter the next layer.
And under the huge stone mill, one after another has been slightly transparent body, is being crushed by the stone mill mercilessly.
The howling sound is not like a human being, and it makes people shiver.
After 16 layers of training, there are not many lonely souls who can persist to now.
Compared with the tens of thousands of lonely souls who rush into the pit at any time on the first floor, it seems too loose.
A few hundred lonely souls bear the pain of crushing by a huge stone mill. In the stone mill, they are like clay figurines, changing into various forms.
In fact, he already knew the difference between these lonely souls and the first level.
Through a layer of training, it will be a bad idea.
From the beginning of a lifelike, lifelike soul, to the almost transparent human form, there is no facial features on the main face, just a flat face, which makes people not cold and millet.
It seems that when each lonely soul goes into hell, he will carry countless evil thoughts and resentments, and each layer will be cut off. The deeper you go, the weaker the resentment and evil will become.
Therefore, the 17th layer of hell is no longer gloomy, terrifying and full of complaints.
On the contrary, the whole world seems to have a kind of serenity and tranquility.
Of course, if there is no stone mill in the deep pit in front of you, and there are some flowers, trees, green mountains and rivers around, it will be even more human.
The wail in his ear grew weaker and weaker.
From the first level, there are tens of thousands of lonely souls all the time. It is obvious that the soul is born strong when you can experience the training here.
These people are either heroes or heroes.
No matter who, in the world, like him, who will not have all kinds of evil thoughts?
But at this time, under the stone mill, but pain into the heart to dry howl.
There are no heroes and heroines all over the body. Some of them are just a kind of.
He couldn't remember how to describe it for a while.
However, the young people in the purple mansion feel the enhancement of their attraction. They salivate from their mouths. They seem to want to jump down and pick up these transparent souls from the stone mill and swallow them down in one gulp."Pure!" He looked down at the looming soul and whispered to himself.
"The purity of these souls is like a soul tonic, which I would like to swallow at one gulp!"
He frowned slightly.
This hell, it seems, is not the place of reincarnation, on the contrary, it seems to be cleaning up the soul with resentment and evil thoughts.
Devouring such a soul can increase the cultivation of the soul, and there will be no future trouble. Is it a monster that devours the soul under this hell?
He shook his head gently, and no longer suppressed his desire to rush down. He hugged Su demon and jumped down into the small hole in the middle of the huge stone mill.
It is said that there are 18 layers of hell, all of which are used to punish people who do evil in the world.
Now he can't believe it.
Just now, the young man in white was pulled out of his tongue and screamed into the pit, which shows that the bottom must be the second layer of hell.
The first layer of hell is the tongue pulling hell.
All living people, who sow dissension, slander and harm others, are glib, eloquent, lying and deceiving.
Yi Heng stood beside the pit, still from the surrounding thousands of lonely souls continue to jump into the pit.
Screams in the ear in the mind constantly around the echo, but it has been difficult to affect him.
His eyes were fixed on the pit.
Most of them have their tongues pulled out, and then they pass on to the next layer.
Life in the world, who will not say a few lies, who will encounter injustice, and not clever words to distinguish? Even sow dissension?
Only a few lonely souls, not suffering from the pain of pulling out their tongues, were introduced into the pit instantly.
He was silent for a long time.
In his life, he not only lied, but also provoked and slandered.
If you want to survive in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals, if you don't have these calculations, I'm afraid you'll die without a burial place. How can you live today?
But is it still the pain of tongue pulling? I'm really here. If I pull my tongue, I can still live?
What kind of power is hidden in this pit, which can cut off the tongue of thousands of lonely souls at the same time, but I have absolutely no such strength.
He clasped his fist slightly with his right hand.
As a matter of fact, he has no room to turn back, and he has no idea to go back.
At this time, a little hesitation and hesitation were just the shock of the scene in front of him, but the unknown power, which made him feel a little nervous.
But to say fear, to say retreat and fear, it is not half.
The youth in the purple mansion are ready to deal with all possible accidents at any time.
All that we meet here is the body of soul, and the one who just pulled out the tongue of the lonely soul and cut it off with a knife is only the power of the soul.
For him, the strength of the soul, on earth, who will be afraid of?
Therefore, after a thin layer of soul power wrapped the whole body, he took Su demon and jumped down into the pit.
There was no hesitation or fear.
Yes, it is a little joy from the soul.
What kind of things can hurt the soul and bring such joy and attraction?
The first of the eighteen hells, tongue pulling hell, who is pulling the tongues of these lonely souls?
His body soared up, his eyes fixed on everything around him, waiting for the force to pull the tongue out, and his eyes swept toward the pit.
The bottom of the cone-shaped pit is like an abyss. After countless lonely souls have their tongues pulled out, their originally slightly unreal bodies become more illusory, and seem to be more transparent. They rush towards the bottom in an instant, and the mouth of the bottom is ten feet larger.
He looked at the lonely soul who jumped into the pit at the same time. He heard a roar in his mind as soon as he had a glimmer of enlightenment.
"Go, the first layer of hell. You can be reincarnated only by pulling out your tongue and eliminating your sin."
An irresistible voice sounded in his mind, and the young people in purple mansion were suddenly frightened by the sound, and they opened their mouths and stretched out their tongues uncontrollably.
Then, an invisible force suddenly clamped the tongue and pulled it outward.
The tongue was pulled by this force, and immediately stretched out two inches. When he reacted, he felt a sharp blade and quickly approached the tongue from above.
In the eyes of the young and middle-aged people in purple mansion, they want to open their mouths and shout, but they let their tongues lengthen again in an instant.
Yi Heng's body falls down rapidly. After a while, he will be sucked away by Zhang Yu's cave.
But before that, he must also suffer from the pain of cutting his tongue, and he must cry out miserably.
Fortunately, we have known that it must be the power of the soul that can cause effective damage to the soul. Therefore, the young and middle-aged people in the purple mansion pinch their fingers with both hands and wave the sharp blade that cuts to the tongue.
The four soul forces gathered from the body turn into sharp swords in an instant and cut off towards the empty air.
The sound of "puff" is like chopping on the object, and it is like chopping in the void.
There was a slight tug at the void above his tongue, and he felt a little relieved.
The blade has disappeared, and the sense of danger has disappeared.
At this time, the body instantly accelerates and shoots towards the bottom of the pit. In an instant, it passes through the hole like other lonely souls.
Looking down at the comatose Su demon, he gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his right hand.
Under the foot is still flat broad land, only a gray, can not see the edge.In his eyes, there are all ghosts and ghosts, which are sent down from above like him, and then they are flying towards the center of this place with gusts of wind.
He could not help but recall the feeling he had just had, the feeling that his tongue was about to be cut off.
Take a look around, suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "who road friend, secretly make a ghost?"
The young and middle-aged people in Zifu are full of anger. With a burst of drink, a burst breath comes from the purple mansion, which instantly disperses the lonely soul in the abbot and dissipates in the gray world.
However, to his disappointment, the whole world seems to have no consciousness and no life, except for his conscious life.
After waiting for a long time, no one answered.
Although he had known this, he still felt a little palpitation.
What kind of soul strength would it take to pull out so many soul tongues at the same time? What kind of natural material and earth treasure can attract so many lonely souls flying towards the center?
The lonely souls around him were slightly different from those on the upper floor, but he could not see the difference for a moment.
Just feel that the face is no longer as clear as the previous layer, but look carefully, it is still lifelike, like a real person, the difference is not too obvious.
"Is the flower of hell so attractive?"
He asked to himself, but then he shook his head again. If so, is this invisible power of the soul coming from the flower of hell?
"Maybe at the bottom of hell, the truth can be revealed." With a low sigh, he picked up the Su demon and flew away towards the center with the lonely souls around him.
...
there is sun and moon on earth, and there is no day and night in hell.
I don't know how long after, Yi Heng is full of fatigue, whispering something in his mouth, and constantly flies to the flat and broad center.
"Tongues hell, scissors hell, iron tree hell, mirror hell, steamer hell, copper pillar hell..."
Since entering the second floor, he flew to the center and witnessed all kinds of hell one by one.
Scissors cut short ten fingers, the soul hanging on the iron tree, suffering from the pain of peeling, into the steamer.
Along the way, he has let go of all his mind.
After seeing all kinds of torment to the lonely soul, he was no longer afraid. He only needed to pass through the central pit, keep his mind close, defend his whole body with the force of his soul, and then he could pass on safely and layer by layer.
Today, it is a seventeen layer hell, a grinding hell.
It's hard to explain the decadence for thousands of years, and never turn over after falling into the world.
He had been reading it to himself.
This is the real hell.
Compared with the previous tongue pulling and peeling, it is nothing at all.
At this time, he stood quietly in the middle of the 17th floor of hell, staring at a stone mill more than ten feet in size in the pit. He did not know how to get through the stone mill and enter the next layer.
And under the huge stone mill, one after another has been slightly transparent body, is being crushed by the stone mill mercilessly.
The howling sound is not like a human being, and it makes people shiver.
After 16 layers of training, there are not many lonely souls who can persist to now.
Compared with the tens of thousands of lonely souls who rush into the pit at any time on the first floor, it seems too loose.
A few hundred lonely souls bear the pain of crushing by a huge stone mill. In the stone mill, they are like clay figurines, changing into various forms.
In fact, he already knew the difference between these lonely souls and the first level.
Through a layer of training, it will be a bad idea.
From the beginning of a lifelike, lifelike soul, to the almost transparent human form, there is no facial features on the main face, just a flat face, which makes people not cold and millet.
It seems that when each lonely soul goes into hell, he will carry countless evil thoughts and resentments, and each layer will be cut off. The deeper you go, the weaker the resentment and evil will become.
Therefore, the 17th layer of hell is no longer gloomy, terrifying and full of complaints.
On the contrary, the whole world seems to have a kind of serenity and tranquility.
Of course, if there is no stone mill in the deep pit in front of you, and there are some flowers, trees, green mountains and rivers around, it will be even more human.
The wail in his ear grew weaker and weaker.
From the first level, there are tens of thousands of lonely souls all the time. It is obvious that the soul is born strong when you can experience the training here.
These people are either heroes or heroes.
No matter who, in the world, like him, who will not have all kinds of evil thoughts?
But at this time, under the stone mill, but pain into the heart to dry howl.
There are no heroes and heroines all over the body. Some of them are just a kind of.
He couldn't remember how to describe it for a while.
However, the young people in the purple mansion feel the enhancement of their attraction. They salivate from their mouths. They seem to want to jump down and pick up these transparent souls from the stone mill and swallow them down in one gulp."Pure!" He looked down at the looming soul and whispered to himself.
"The purity of these souls is like a soul tonic, which I would like to swallow at one gulp!"
He frowned slightly.
This hell, it seems, is not the place of reincarnation, on the contrary, it seems to be cleaning up the soul with resentment and evil thoughts.
Devouring such a soul can increase the cultivation of the soul, and there will be no future trouble. Is it a monster that devours the soul under this hell?
He shook his head gently, and no longer suppressed his desire to rush down. He hugged Su demon and jumped down into the small hole in the middle of the huge stone mill.
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