Gao Wu: You have the strongest physique? I will cultivate automatically.

The little boy was very happy.

"But I only like riding on my brother's shoulders." The little brat said seriously.

"Riding on my shoulders is not as fun as lifting me up high. Come down and I'll lift you up high." Li Weiyi said kindly.

"Lift up high? Okay, it's fun." The little brat moved and jumped off Li Weiyi's shoulders and landed in front of Li Weiyi.

"Brother, lift me up high." The little brat opened his hands and signaled Li Weiyi to start.

"Okay, I'll lift you up high." Li Weiyi put his hands on the little brat's armpits and threw him up with both hands.

"Go!" Li Weiyi threw the little brat directly to the Sky Eye, and the Sky Eye shot out the purifying light to purify everything.

"Ah!" The little brat screamed. The purifying power of the Sky Eye purifies everything and has a restraining effect on evil spirits.

The little brat's body was melting rapidly, turning into wisps of blood-colored mist.

"You dare to lie to me, you die!" The little brat's eyes turned completely blood red. He grabbed the Sky Eye with both hands and tore it apart.

The red blood dance returned to his body, and his melted parts were repairing rapidly. This evil spirit had a terrible recovery ability.

The little brat stretched out his hand to Li Weiyi, and the blood mist burst out. One by one, the blood-colored tentacles like octopuses tied Li Weiyi.

The scarlet of Li Weiyi's eyes became brighter, and the murderous intent in his heart became more violent. This blood mist was more terrifying than the light of the blood moon.

With his mental strength, he was struggling to support it.

"Ten thousand feet break the sky!"

The SSS-level alloy knife appeared in Li Weiyi's hand. The alloy knife slowly chopped down, and a stream of destructive knife energy swept out, forming a river of knife energy rolling forward and colliding with the blood-colored tentacles.

The dark knife energy was dyed red. This blood mist had a super strong corrosive power, and even the destructive knife energy could infect it.

However, the hard power of the little brat was still a lot worse than that of Li Weiyi, and was about the same as that of a second-grade martial arts master.

The knife energy rushed forward, crushing all the blood-colored tentacles, and the long river of knife energy swept the little brat, and the weird and ominous blood mist could not stop it.

The body of the little brat quickly became thin under the sweep of the knife energy. His body was condensed by blood mist, and the destructive knife energy shattered the blood mist, causing damage to the body of the little brat.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!" The little brat roared, and the blood mist was violent, coming with the sound wave impact.

Li Weiyi held up the Qiankun Wuji Cover, and the yin and yang intersected, twisting the Qiankun defense shield and twisting all the power of the sound wave out.

This sound wave also carried a powerful mental attack, but Li Weiyi's mental power was strong enough, so he was not affected too much.

"Eighteen layers of hell!"

Li Weiyi made another knife, and the sky and the earth were completely dark. A yellow spring ran through the eighteen layers of hell, the wind was roaring, and the nether fire was swaying.

The sudden change made the little kid's eyes show a trace of fear. This environment made his heart involuntarily afraid. He, an evil spirit who did not enter the reincarnation, seemed to enter the reincarnation.

At this time, he had lost the trace of Li Weiyi, and the gray environment seemed to hide a great terror.

A burst of white mist swept in. He saw a group of Yincha wearing black robes, holding a soul-catching sickle in his hand and coming towards him.

"Bold monster, dare to avoid reincarnation, why don't you surrender!" The leading Yincha shouted coldly, and the soul-catching sickle in his hand emitted the hazy light of reincarnation, wanting to swallow him completely.

"Impossible, not true, impossible!" The evil spirit was a little collapsed at this time, and blood mist burst out from his body, and he took the initiative to attack the ghost.

"Dare you still resist?" The ghost chopped the soul-catching sickle in his hand, and the light of reincarnation illuminated hell, dispelling all the blood mist.

The light of reincarnation fell on the evil spirit, and the evil spirit found that his body quickly dissipated, and a vortex appeared, pulling him into a deeper hell.

His hands and feet were locked with iron chains at this time. He tried to break free, but the iron chains were unexpectedly strong.

And he felt that the power of his whole body was suppressed unprecedentedly, as if he had become a child with no power to tie a chicken.

"Avoid reincarnation, and the oil pan will serve you!" A ghost appeared next to him and pressed him into the oil pan beside him.

"No, I don't want it!" The evil spirit was terrified. Before entering the oil pan, his skin felt intensely burning.

But how could the ghost listen to him? He pressed him directly into the oil pan.

"Ah!" The evil spirit screamed. He had always brought pain to others, but he had never suffered such pain before. The severe pain made him want to commit suicide.

But in hell

, suicide is simply a luxury.

After being boiled in the oil pan for ten minutes, the evil spirit was caught by the Yinchai and thrown into the next layer of hell.

"Escape from reincarnation, and be served by the body!" The Yinchai had a cold face and a pair of pliers appeared in his hand.

"No, no, I will never avoid reincarnation again!" The evil spirit's scattered eyes regained focus. It was too scary here.

But the Yinchai's face did not change at all. He forced the evil spirit's mouth open and inserted the pliers.

Then the evil spirit screamed again, and the intense pain made him faint.

Then there were layers of torture. The evil spirit was tortured to collapse and finally completely dissipated in the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Tsk tsk, this eighteenth layer of hell seems to be the nemesis of the evil spirit, but it can't be taken lightly. The Lord of the Judgment Hall also mastered the Judgment Divine Code, but he still survived a narrow escape." The Yinchai smiled and returned to the appearance of Li Weiyi.

Everything was gone, and Li Weiyi appeared on the street. Nothing here had changed. Even if he fought with the evil spirit, he could not destroy it at all. There was the blessing of the power of the law here.

Li Weiyi continued to walk forward, walking on the quiet street, only his footsteps echoed here.

There was a sky eye suspended above Li Weiyi's head, observing everything around him. Relying on mental power and naked eyes was no longer reliable, and the judgment eyes were more reliable.

Walking all the way, after walking for more than ten miles, a blood mist filled in from the front, and the sky eye on Li Weiyi's head emitted a purifying light to compete with the blood mist.

But there was too much blood mist, and the purifying light could not completely purify it. Soon, Li Weiyi was shrouded in blood mist.

The blood mist had a strong corrosive power. Li Weiyi held up the Qiankun Wuji Cover, and the defense cover was also quickly eroded. Li Weiyi could only keep running blood to maintain it.

The sky eye on his head was completely eroded by the blood mist, and Li Weiyi's field of vision was only about ten meters at this time.

His heartbeat began to accelerate unconsciously. The evil power of the blood mist could not be completely blocked, and it kept stirring up the murderous intent in Li Weiyi's heart.

Li Weiyi did not stop and continued to move forward. If an enemy came, he would fight him. If a flood came, he would block it with earth. At most, he would fight.

"Woo~"

Breaks of sobbing came from the front.

A sense of sadness appeared in Li Weiyi's heart, and waves of despair eroded his strength and mind, as if he had returned to the moment when he heard the news of his parents' death.