I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 404 The evil punishment of hell, the despair of the common people

"what happened?"

Countless people have changed their colors.

This is so out of harmony!Is the existence of Patriarch Ksitigarbha false?

Is it the eighteen levels of hell that are purely embodied by Yang Gang's imagination that really exist in the Nine Nethers?
"True is false, false is true, false is true, true is false..." Under hell, Yang Gang raised his head with a strange smile, "Patriarch Ksitigarbha, since you have inherited the karma of this name..."

Thinking of something, his smile turned into a sneer, "The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. This time...you can enjoy it!"

"what--"

The shrill screams were earth-shattering, echoing in the [-]th floor of hell.

Those eighteen sets of illusory and condensed instruments of torture seemed to contain the rules that existed when the world of reincarnation and the nether world was created, and they firmly restrained the figure of Patriarch Ksitigarbha.

I saw his body fly up involuntarily, and was supported by an invisible force on a wooden stake.

immediately.

A ghost covered in black mud came out of nowhere, pinched Patriarch Dizang's chin, and under his astonished gaze, grabbed his tongue—and pulled it out violently.

"Ah~~~uh~~~"

The shrill screams turned into dull howls, and the Patriarch Ksitigarbha felt that the pain from his body was magnified countless times in an instant. He has always turned around like this countless times, and the ascetic monk who has experienced all the suffering in the world can't bear it. .

"Let go...Emperor Youming, don't eat..." Patriarch Dizang wailed in pain.

"This is unbearable? It's just the beginning..."

Yang Gang smiled slightly.

In a moment of thought, the second set of instruments of torture fell down.

Ten little ghosts appeared from all directions, with ferocious and happy smiles on their faces, holding a pair of scissors in their hands, clamping the ten fingers of Patriarch Dizang, and cutting them hard.

"what--"

Patriarch Ksitigarbow roared up to the sky, and his dull voice became passionate again, as if he was bearing the most painful punishment in the world.

"Let me go! Please... let me go!!"

The profoundly cultivated Patriarch Ksitigarbha has broken his defenses!

Countless people's eyes fell on the tortured Patriarch Ksitigarbha, full of shock.

They never imagined that practitioners who have reached this level of cultivation would be afraid of that seemingly ordinary punishment.

"Emperor Youming, you are going too far!"

Hou Yi's voice sounded above the blood moon, and an arrow shot through the void like a gust of wind and rain.

"In the land of reincarnation, everyone is treated equally."

The voice of Emperor Youming responded: "Since this monk made the great vow to go to hell and never become a Buddha, he must inherit karma and try all kinds of suffering in the world. This is what he deserves..."

"Everyone is treated equally." Hou Yi sneered.

Then he turned his head, not knowing whether it was comfort or yin and yang, and said to Patriarch Ksitigarbha: "Don't struggle, old monk, the supernatural powers of You Ming conform to the rules of reincarnation, and all creatures who fall into the eighteenth level of hell will have to endure this calamity."

"Who told you... that your mouth is smelly and your hands are long?"

"Ah~~~~" Patriarch Ksitigarbha, who had his tongue cut off and ten fingers cut off, howled weakly, like a helpless little lamb.

"rest assured."

Yang Gang controlled Hou Yi's body and comforted him on the blood moon: "This hell power comes from the rules of reincarnation. Under the restrictions of the rules, you can't resist, but it can't kill you either."

"only……"

just what?
There was a trace of doubt in everyone's heart.

Subsequently.

Patriarch Ksitigarbha seemed to have a premonition of something terrible, his eyes widened and he struggled frantically.

however.

Here is Nether.

The two most powerful combat forces here are under the control of Yang Gang, how could he let Patriarch Ksitigarbha run away?
A set of instruments of torture fell and acted on Jizo's body.

A steamer, a mountain of knives, a stone mill, a saw... Under the watchful eyes of all beings in the three realms, Patriarch Ksitigarbha endured the cruelest punishment in the world pitifully and helplessly.

at last.

Eighteen sets of penalties are over.

Countless people subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

The dying Patriarch Ksitigarbha also raised his head slowly, showing a happy smile,

it is finally over!
suddenly.

His complexion changed.

Eighteen sets of instruments of torture fell down again.

It's like time repeats itself.

The first ghost covered in black mud stood in front of him and pinched his chin.

"what--"

Patriarch Ksitigarbha screamed in agony and roared to the sky, "Why are there...why..."

"The rules of reincarnation are fair and clear. Since you still have to suffer this punishment, it means that the pain you have suffered before is not enough to offset the sins you committed in the past." Emperor Youming said slowly.

"Do not!!!"

Ksitigarbha's primordial body seemed to have reached its limit, and could no longer bear it, bursting into endless Buddha light.

Three figures shook out of his body.

But two of them have turned into pure Buddha lights without any consciousness.

Only the Western Tathagata Buddha on the left still survived, and swallowed two balls of Buddha light into his body in one gulp, turning into a golden light and fleeing towards the western sky.

No one stopped him.

Everyone was shocked by the strange supernatural powers of the Nether Emperor, and there was endless fear in their hearts.

Hell supernatural powers?
Transformed by the rules of reincarnation, regardless of strength, they are treated equally.

Except for the legendary supreme being who is not affected by karma, and those saints with perfect merit and virtue, who can resist such supernatural powers?
Yang Gang looked at this scene and smiled slightly.

"If I wipe out the Buddhist sect today, there will be ghost gates and demon gates to replace it in the future to fill the gap. But now that their power has been weakened to the extreme, the future threat will be much smaller..."

"I'm so smart!"

"Youming... Great Emperor..." Patriarch Ksitigarbang murmured in pain, and was blown into the depths of the eighteenth floor of hell by a gust of breeze.

What awaits him in the future, no one knows.

"Roar—" Without the restraint of Patriarch Ksitigarbha, the ancient demon god completely let go of his hands and feet, and ran amok in hell, chasing the three gods of the Great Zhou without a way to go to heaven or to go down to earth.

The terrifying and bloodthirsty demon nature made countless people terrified.

Even the Jiuyou clansman who was hiding in the depths of hell, once he caught sight of him, he swung his ax and chopped them down.

Kill!
The rampant killing resounded in the depths of Jiuyou.

"Run!"

"Run? The demon god kills anyone he sees. The three gods are not the same enemy. Where can we run!"

"Come on!"

"Since we dare to enter this ominous place, we should be prepared."

"Hahahaha, die! Let's all die. After the three gods die, it will be our turn..."

The god of justice and the patriarch of Dizang fell to hell together, and Houyi, the god of shooting the sun, was restrained by the emperor of the netherworld.

If the ancient demon gods are allowed to kill wantonly, this time Jiuyou and Dazhou can be said to be a lose-lose situation.

But at this time, who else has the ability to save them?

Dazhou, Jiuyou, and the countless souls in hell couldn't help feeling desperate.

Right at this time.

A round of dim sunlight slowly emerged from under hell, like a ray of sunshine in the endless night.

"what is this?"

In the eyes of countless people.

Wearing silver armor and stepping on the sun, Yang Gang slowly floated up from the deepest part of the [-]th hell.

(End of this chapter)