The third layer...the ghosts were tied up by the five flowers. The expressionless ghosts picked up the whip dipped in salt water and slapped them hard. The people were whined and they wailed.

Moreover, these ghosts will never know how tired they are, and the wounds that are pumped on the ghosts will heal in a short period of time. Although they heal, that kind of pain is indispensable. Here they will suffer from eternal and endless torture.

After coming down, Ye Haoxuan saw more than these tragic situations, such as cramps and skins, peeling down eight pieces, walking on the knife mountain, and going down the oil pan. Those tragic situations are simply unbearable to witness. Or

Maybe, there must be a certain number in the dark. Some people like to swear randomly, but they never thought that the swear they made would become a reality in the underworld.

However, Ye Haoxuan had already fallen to the bottom. This was already the second eighth level of hell. Ye Haoxuan opened his eyes and entered his eyes, and he was covered in blood.

Yes, there was blood red everywhere wherever his eyes reached. In front of him, there was a small road. On both sides of the road were some blood pools of large and small. The blood pool was full of viscous blood, and blood bubbles were still rising from time to time.

The temperature here is very high, and people can't stand it. Ye Haoxuan endured the high temperature and walked forward along the path. The road was very narrow, and there were blood pools on both sides that were unknown how deep they were. If you were not careful, you would most likely fall in.

As he walked, Ye Haoxuan looked up and suddenly found that there was no road in front of him. In the blood pool in front of him, blood continued to surge upwards, and soon submerged Ye Haoxuan's feet. He took a step back and wanted to go back, but the moment he retreated, the road behind him completely disappeared.

The thick blood immediately surged up and wrapped Ye Haoxuan in it. Ye Haoxuan struggled desperately, but the blood became more and more sticky, and the extremely strong fishy smell poured into Ye Haoxuan's mouth and nose.

The thick blood made Ye Haoxuan almost unable to breathe, and his consciousness was blurred. The blood was here to kill him.

Haoxuan shook his arms, and he roared silently. The true fire suddenly came out of him, burning all the true fire, even blood could burn. With a bang, the whole hell turned into a sea of ​​fire.

In those blood pools, under the flames, countless painful faces appeared on the surface of the blood pool. They were all resentful souls in the blood. They were now expressing their sorrows. The Nine Yang True Fire claimed to burn everything. Soon, these faces gradually dried up, and the painful expressions were frozen, and then they were wiped out.

The blood-red world in front disappeared, replaced by a world where the darkness and inability to see the events in front of him. In fact, the blood pool just now was both real and illusory. If Ye Haoxuan had great powers, he would have suffered a lot in it.

The light in front of him made Ye Haoxuan adapt for a long time. He slowly opened his eyes and was shocked. He saw that there was a dimness everywhere within his eyes. In the dim light, ghosts were repeating their work.

After dismemberment, the ghost who was still conscious was peeled and wailed, and the person who was thrown into the oil pan and rolled up and down. All of this in front of him was purgatory.

Perhaps, this is the real eighteen-level hell. He was traitorous and evil in his lifetime, and was sent here after his death, enduring endless pain. These ghosts who were tortured by cruel punishments all wailed loudly, adding a bit of pain to this hell.

Haoxuan took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. Everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. He knew that some of these people were actually wronged. After all, the era when the Four Kings controlled life and death was not as good as the Ten Palaces of Hell.

Ye Haoxuan was powerless to do anything about this. This is fate, which no one can change. So now he can only regard it as everything in front of him does not exist. He can only move forward silently. He wants to find Li Yanxin and take her to leave here quickly.

Just as Ye Haoxuan walked forward, a giant suddenly appeared in front of Ye Haoxuan. The giant was two meters tall and had black skin. Except for some important parts of his body, the other skins were exposed.

When the guy saw Ye Haoxuan, he said nothing, stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Ye Haoxuan. Ye Haoxuan was like a dwarf in front of him.

Of course, Haoxuan would not be caught by this guy so easily. He sided with a slight side, and the guy grabbed the air. Ye Haoxuan quickly flashed behind him. He turned around and grabbed Ye Haoxuan with clumsy techniques.

Hell ghosts, sexual greed, and like to eat and reproduce souls.

The Yin Ghost usually grows so big when swallowing Yin Souls, but it prefers the Shengzhi. In his eyes, the Shengzhi is simply a rare delicacy, so it is impossible for him to let Ye Haoxuan go today.

Ye Haoxuan was not polite to him. After passing by this guy's claw, Ye Haoxuan quickly turned around, bounced his right hand, and a tiny fire suddenly lit up. The ghost roared, and a raging fire burned on his tall body. After a moment, its body turned into dust and disappeared from then on.

After the guy disappeared, Ye Haoxuan continued to walk forward, and at this moment, he was stunned because a mirror appeared in front of him. Li Yanxin's hands were locked, and a ghost was sharpening the knife. The ghost was sharpening the knife in his hand while looking at Li Yanxin with a greedy look.

He likes to eat and produces souls, but Li Yanxin was sent by the Four Kings of Fengdu, so he dared not swallow it. It seems that he is about to start his punishment.

"Yan Xin." Ye Haoxuan stepped forward suddenly, but his head hit the mirror heavily. He shouted loudly: "Li Yan Xin, can you hear me?"

After calling for a long time, Li Yanxin still had no reaction at all. She and the outside world were completely different. Ye Haoxuan was anxious and angry. Seeing that the ghost had already sharpened the knife, he turned around and walked towards Li Yanxin. He couldn't help but be furious. He punched the mirror in front of him.

With a loud bang, the mirror shattered, and in front of him, Li Yanxin in the fragments of the mirror turned into thousands of them. Ye Haoxuan couldn't even tell which one was the real Li Yanxin and which one was an illusion.

Suddenly, Ye Haoxuan glanced at a glance at a small mirror and a flash of inspiration passed by. Although it was only a moment, Ye Haoxuan captured it in this moment. Ye Haoxuan was not hesitating. He strode forward and quickly drilled into the mirror.

Yan Xin had never been so desperate. Her hands were locked and she couldn't get away. The chains made of special metal on her hands were locked.
Chapter completed!