Chapter 547 The End of Hell 4
Let’s say that Zichu and Xuanxi came to Tongue Pulling Hell, the ghosts here are all floating in the air, but they don’t float around freely, they are all imprisoned by the thick and cold chains, they can only do Staring, seeing the iron tongs in the hands of the errant getting closer, they could only scream helplessly, but they couldn't make any sound.

These [-] levels of hell are not under the control of the king of Hades above. This place always belongs to the ten halls of Yama, and the ghosts here only obey the orders of the ten halls of Yama.

At this time, seeing a stranger coming in, all the little ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay. The person who came was not a soul, but had a little spiritual energy on him, but no matter who came to this hell, he had to obey King Yama of the Ten Temples.

And the rule of hell is that if there is a living person, regardless of the reason, he will be executed directly, and the soul after death will be brought to King Yama of the Ten Halls to be punished!
And the little ghosts in this hell are used to bullying others, even Pluto may not give face, seeing the arrival of Zichu and Xuanxi at this time, naturally they are showing off the face of the uncle.

Holding the weapons in their hands, they forced Zichu and Xuanxi back a few steps, and sneered coldly, "This is the [-]th floor of hell, you two may have come to the wrong place!"

Zichu subconsciously twirled a tactic, and the sharp knife that the kid had sharpened was knocked down to the ground with a bang by the tactic, Zichu said wildly, "There are not a few in this world who dare to stop the gods! "

The little ghost silently picked up the weapon, and his heart skipped a beat, but then he thought of the ghostly appearance of the Tenth Hall King Yama, and at this moment he also became courageous, and roared, "You ignorant boy, how dare you beat me! "

This kid was short in stature, with a blue face and fangs, and his eyes were full of coldness. He stared at Zi Chu angrily, and his vicious eyes seemed to be able to stare a hole in Zi Chu's face.

Unexpectedly, Zichu easily controlled the little ghost into the air, and smiled to himself, "It's unlucky for you little ghost to run into the hands of God Ben Shang today!

God will teach you how to do ghosts! "

There is a lot of movement here, and the ghost messengers who were executing the evil ghosts are also gathered around Zichu and Xuanxi at this time. I have lived in this hell for so long, and I have never seen such a handsome person. Son, the posture of a man in heaven and man, the jade tree faces the wind.

The woman is a bit more handsome in her soft beauty, but the words spoken by this woman are as cold as a morning in the cold winter months.

It's really scarier than a ghost!
The kid accused of being in the air widened his eyes, desperately shaking his short legs, and hurriedly said, "You rude woman!

If our boss comes, you will be beaten all over the place! "

Xuanxi's cold eyes lingered on the face of this little devil, and said with a sharp coldness in his words, "Arrogance."

It is obvious that he is bullying others, but he wants to say it so high-sounding.

But Zichu listened to Xuan Xi's words, but he used a lot of force, and the little ghost was thrown into the air by that invisible force, obviously trying to gather his few ghost power and escape.

However, the body seemed to weigh a thousand jins, and fell heavily to the ground, the dust scattered, and the soil ate up his body.

The onlookers showed their weapons one after another, but they still gave way to the two of them. After all, their leader ended up there, and they didn't dare to really confront the two of them. Looking at the soft persimmons they squeezed, these two people looked like murderous gods with black faces!

(End of this chapter)

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