It is rumored that the soul of a person dies and turns into a ghost.

The eighteen layers of hell, as the name suggests, are: tongue pulling, scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors, steamers, copper pillars, knife mountains, icebergs, oil pots, ox pits, stone presses, mortars, blood pools, vain death, punishment, volcanoes, stone mills, and knife saws.

Each layer is a new sin, a new humanity.

(Here is a personal understanding, may be different from others)

The overlapping of these two numbers may imply something else, provided that Li Weifan can think of it.

"Could it be..."

At this moment, Luo Xuan slowly lowered his head, his slender but red hand came into view, the wound on his back throbbed, and he suddenly realized!

They killed ...

Those who have killed countless people, splattered with blood, and who have contempt for life will be sent to the seventh layer of the Sword Mountain Hell!

"Looks like there's a trap waiting for us to walk into..."

Secretly, Li Weifan on the side looked calm, did not smile, and looked at the seemingly bottomless staircase through the tiny gap, and the murderous aura in his heart was like a cloud.

But a doubt also floated in his heart.

How could he transform the school so quickly in such a short period of time!?

"It's weird that this ghost hits the wall, and it's easy to get separated. Luo Xuan also took off his face at this moment, only serious, and looked nervous, "Is there any way we can not get separated?"

"Hand in hand?!" Xu Shi leaned up, "Isn't this the most common method?"

Several people rolled their eyes at him.

Tied together...

"Boom!"

This sentence can be described as a spring of thought for Li Weifan! Next, he made an unexpected move.

I saw him take off his clothes and expose his upper body, and his weak white body was filled with several scarred wounds, which seemed to be fresh and shallowly overflowing with blood. Road:

"What are you doing, take off your clothes!"

"Eh, what are you going to do?" his eyes widened, his pretty face flushed, and he subconsciously took a step back, Ye Liuli's right leg had already been slightly raised.

"Don't get me wrong, ghosts hitting the wall can shield most of people's five senses, and although we walk together, disappearances will inevitably happen. The important thing is that we don't have time to find rope to make sure people don't go missing!"

Clamping three inches below his lower abdomen, Li Weifan smiled and said with a smile.

Soon, the three boys tied all the extra clothes on their upper bodies into a long rope and tied their wrists with knots to facilitate movement.

Looking at the stairs that were completely downward, without going up the road, the four of them raised their hearts to their throats and swallowed their saliva.

Looking at the oppressive atmosphere, Li Weifan suddenly said, "Luo Xuan, how about a bet?"

"How?"

"I'll bet for a while if I get separated! You take me to Luo's house to have fun. ”

"What about losing?"

"I'll teach you to cultivate!"

“… Bored. ”

……

The sound of light footsteps came from the steps, like torches in the darkness in the silence. Brick by brick still leaves the vicissitudes of the age, no one has come for a long time, and there is no life.

The four of them pondered, sneaking in small steps like stealing chickens and dogs.

With each floor, the air gets colder and the temperature plummets. It almost penetrates the skin and swells into the hot atrium.

The steel bars, covered in black and yellow rust, crumbled up the walls. A scarlet twisted font can be clearly seen pasted on it - seven!

"Go up!"

Sensing that the surrounding atmosphere was getting more and more weird, Luo Xuan, who took the lead, flashed his eyes, grabbed the rope, and immediately chose to return the same way.

But then, he was caught off guard.

They've only walked a few floors, and it stands to reason that they'll be back where they started soon.

The four of them, who were slightly tired physically and mentally, kept taking steps, walking through one staircase after another, and Li Weifan caught a glimpse of the bright red and distorted font, which seemed to have life with each floor, and became more and more distorted to the point of being unrecognizable.

"Looks trapped. ”

For a long time, every second seemed to be tormented, as if a century had passed. The four of them had sore legs and couldn't find where to start.

No matter how they go down and up, the stairs seem endless, with no end.

I wiped my body with my hand, it was warm and warm, and the air was close to freezing. There was an eerie noise and echo around the dilapidated surroundings, and behind it was endless darkness.

Li Weifan's eyes finally showed a trace of hardship and solemnity, his hair stood on end, his eyelids were a little heavy, and an invisible sleepiness turned into a swift torrent swept in.

Although in the past, he flowed X to fly, now it is just like Yaozi said: any person can kill him!

"Whew... A little sleepy...", he exhaled hot air and slowly closed his eyes.

At the moment when his vision darkened, the sound was like thunder!

"Wake me up!!"

Rumble!

Li Weifan's skull ached, and although it tickled him, it still made him sleepy.

"You kid, if you sleep, you'll be miserable!" the voice of the Emperor exploded in his mind like a bell.

"Damn, you're still so annoying!" Holding his head, Li Weifan looked tired, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

"It's kind of interesting, it can cool you without you noticing. Emperor Shakti smiled, "If you sleep, you will probably be teleported directly to the seventh layer!"

"So what? I still have the strength to walk! Wait, Phantom?

Empty...

In the aisle, Li Weifan stood desolately, with the cold wind blowing around him, showing all the sadness.

"Fuck, got hit!"

One wrist was still tied, and Li Weifan excitedly unbuttoned his clothes and draped them on his body, without even buttoning them. The wind whistled in his ears, and he ran down without looking back.

"I don't have the power to solve it, you're still in the illusion. Emperor Shakti said jokingly.

"I know, after all, this is a ghost hitting the wall!" shouted to his lips, and Li Weifan's figure quickly shuttled through the stairwell, dragging a long shadow.

After a moment, he stopped.

Finally, it was no longer the familiar staircase, but a dark, cold concrete floor with a wrinkled surface. The aisle in front of me was filled with smoke, making it difficult to see in the distance.

"Is it finally coming?" The dark eyes were full of interest, Li Weifan smiled faintly and walked slowly.

"Boom!"

As soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, and gritted his teeth to stabilize his body. Li Weifan frowned and cautiously took a step forward.

In an instant, the scene in front of me changed dramatically!

Blade!

It's all blades!

Razor-sharp blades!

No construction, no fog. There is only a mountain of swords that exudes a dazzling cold light! Countless blades are intertwined, mixed with the white bones of some cautious people, so high that they are buried in the colorful clouds, as if they are soaring into the sky!

The condensation was like a substance, and Li Weifan's heavenly spirit cover surged straight from the soles of his feet, penetrating deep into his soul. His body trembled slightly, and he looked at the slightly crimson sword mountain, and shook his head solemnly.

The cold wind blew, Li Weifan felt his body tremble, only to find that he was now covered in red fruits, and his clothes and everything had mysteriously disappeared!

"The sinner is Li Weifan!?"

An ethereal voice appeared from all directions, so majestic that it was impossible to find the source.

"Yes, who are you?"

sneered, Li Weifan didn't hide it, his eyes kept looking, and he didn't take the other party's words in his eyes at all.

"Li Weifan! Kill 76,821 people! Many of them will be scattered by their souls!

"Now let him climb the Knife Mountain!

(End of chapter)