I, The Magistrate Of The Underworld, Can Determine Life And Death With A Piece Of Yin!

According to folklore, there are 18 floors in hell.

In fact, there are tens of millions of hell execution grounds.

The "levels" of the eighteen levels of hell do not simply refer to the upper and lower levels in space, but the differences in time, punishment and degree of suffering.

So to be precise, the eighteen levels of hell should be the eighteen levels of hell.

Pain like tongue pulling can only be ranked first.

The further you go down, the longer the punishment will be, and the more painful the punishment will be.

According to legend, each level of hell has double the time and twenty times the suffering of the previous hell.

Until the end of the endless hell.

That is, the time of suffering and punishment will not be interrupted, without stopping for a second, and you will be punished forever!

So, when Wang Yifan led the ghost soldiers and ghost generals down.

Surrounded by ghosts crying, howling, moaning, screaming.

getting bigger.

The smell of sulfur and blood in the void, and even the vented resentment became heavier and heavier.

Not to mention the mountain god Li Xunda, but ghost generals like Tang Tianbao.

Go further.

The face is also getting whiter.

At this moment, a sound like pounding rice suddenly came from the front, but it was accompanied by an extremely ear-piercing scream.

Wang Yifan paused for half a second.

Then turn around and say lightly.

"The Mortar Hell has arrived!"

With these words, the black mist in front of him suddenly broke.

Everyone only saw a stone mortar like a hill appearing in front of them.

The stone mortar is full of shattered gold and broken bones, little devils howling in pain.

And above their heads, a huge stone pound fell from the sky and smashed hard into the stone mortar.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Hundreds of little ghosts turned into flesh in an instant.

Zhang Changsheng and Tang Changfeng had never seen such a scene before.

I only felt that my crotch was wet, and when I rolled my eyes, I passed out.

But Tang Tianbao was a ghost general who was killed out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and poured a ghost energy into the hearts of the two of them.

Vibrantly awakened the two of them.

Zhang Changsheng yelled crazily as soon as he woke up.

"I won't sue, I won't sue! Lord Wang, I won't sue!"

"Please, I know I was wrong, I don't ask for anything else, I just want to die quickly! I just want to die quickly!"

At this moment, compared to enduring the torture of the mortar and mortar, Zhang Changsheng still hoped that he would die sooner and more comfortably!

But Wang Yifan snorted coldly, his face as hard as iron.

"Since you have passed the negative notice, how can you sue if you want, and withdraw if you want?"

He raised his foot and stomped lightly on the scorched earth of Mortar Hell.

"Where is the governor of the Mortar Hell, come and see me soon!"

Accompanied by this soft shout, the entire mortar and hell shook.

A pot-bellied ghost with slender limbs but a big belly ran over in a panic from the stone pound.

When he came to Wang Yifan, he prostrated himself on the ground without saying a word!

"Small official with a big belly, I don't know that the upper official of the underworld is coming, and I am far away to welcome him, and I hope to forgive my sin!"

Looking at the big belly ghost kneeling on the ground, Wang Yifan's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Regardless of the slender limbs of this pot-bellied ghost, it looks like a starving person who ate Guanyin soil.

But the ghostly aura and resentment in him are far stronger than those of the blue-faced ghost.

Wang Yifan thought to himself: 'Sure enough, the deeper you go into hell, the more powerful the ghost officials become! '

Think about it, too, if it weren't for the strong ghost aura on his body, how could these ghost officials be able to restrain the evil spirits!

Wang Yifan knew that the King of Hades was better than the devil.

The more you deal with such a small hell official, the more you can't slack off.

I saw Wang Yifan's gloomy face, asking like an iron judge.

"Big belly ghost, let me ask you, the evil ghost I sent to hell yesterday, Huo Yanluo, is in your prison."

Wang Yifan paused every word, every word was like the sound of gold and iron.

Killing intent is lingering.

The big belly ghost was still a little ghostly in his heart, and wanted to test Wang Yifan, the new boss.

But when I heard this sentence, I didn't know why.

A chill oozes from his bones.

He hastily kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Reporting to my lord, the living Yan Luo Mengkai is in my prison."

Wang Yifan nodded!

"Bring him here! I want to judge the case!"

"Little official, please obey your orders!"

The big belly ghost sang a name, turned around, turned into a streak of flesh and flew into Mount Jiu.

In the blink of an eye, he flew back with a big ghost.

"My lord, the criminal Yan Luo Mengkai has been brought here, waiting for my lord's questioning and punishment!"

At this time, I saw the appearance of Huo Yanluo at this time.

Everyone's faces changed color.

"This living Yan Luo, how did he become like this?"

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