Pain!

Extremely painful!

Like the tiniest blade cutting through every piece of skin of the body, like a vicious sword piercing into the body, twisting in the blurred flesh, like cutting flesh, like piercing bones, like cutting hearts.

From numbness to pain, to numbness, to being awakened by pain again, to numbness, the feeling became stronger and stronger each time, and the abyss of pain seemed to have no end.

Yu Cong's soul wheel, devoured by the woman's supernatural powers, cut out of the body, you can imagine how strong that pain is, he refined the soul into the soul wheel, his soul wheel is the soul, the soul is the soul wheel, and now the soul wheel is pulled into the netherworld by the woman, that is, the soul is fallen into the netherworld, and his body has become an empty shell.

Empty!

His soul fell into the darkness of immenseness.

It was a gloomy and dark world, the evil aura was pervasive, the resentment was overwhelming, the sound of ghosts and evil spirits spread throughout the sky like a magic sound, the mountains were blood-colored, piled with white bones, the dense liquid slid in the piles of bones, and the smell of blood that made people vomit filled the entire space, incomparably rich.

Boiling rivers of blood flowed on the shattered earth, bubbles bubbling in the blood, and each bubble burst, a thick evil aura floated out of it.

On the Red Mountain, one by one the ghosts were pierced by the cold thorns, the forms of those evil ghosts were strange, the lanterns had bloody eyes, blue fangs, and their rugged bodies were fixed by blood-colored thorns, and the flesh and blood on their bodies had been corroded in many places, revealing terrifying white bones, and even the organs of their throats had rotted, still making hoarse and ugly screams, biting each other and feeding each other on the blood mountain.

In the sky, fierce spirits float, the most vicious and cruel resentful spirits in the world, roaming in the boundless darkness of space, feeding on all flesh and blood creatures and spirit creatures.

Eerie and ghostly.

A scene of hell!

It's a real hell!

The Hell Realm of the Seven Realms! A world that controls the death and reincarnation of life!

The woman's supernatural powers forcibly dragged his soul into hell.

Empty!

As soon as his soul fell from the blood-colored vortex, it attracted the attention of countless evil spirits and fierce spirits in the netherworld, which was the breath of a living soul, different from the breath of a living creature living in hell.

"Roar!"

"The smell of human beings has not smelled for a long time......"

"The breath was still so alluring, like the cold water in the Netherworld Sacred Lake, it made me tremble. ”

"He's mine!"

"It's my ......"

Suddenly, this area boiled, and countless evil ghosts rushed to attack Yu Cong.

Rushing!

Boundless yin qi shrouded in it, forming a dense dark cloud that gathered on the sky dome.

This is the miasma in hell, which spreads in every corner of the entire prison world, and is transformed by countless resentment, evil energy, yin energy, etc., these miasma is terrifying and poisonous to worldly beings, and only those who are born in the prison world or live in hell all year round are immune.

When the flesh of worldly beings enters hell, they will be eroded by this miasma, their flesh and blood will be corroded, their spiritual power will be dissolved, and even the spirit body will be entangled in the miasma and it will be difficult to get rid of.

Wow!

Yu Cong's spirit moved, turning into a bright wheel of light, and those evil ghosts rushed to the soul wheel and bit indiscriminately.

Wow!

Countless soul lights turned into sharp swords and slashed out of the soul wheel, slashing out the evil spirits one by one, but more flew from afar.

As soon as the soul wheel moved, it shook all the evil spirits away, turning into a ray of light that crossed the sky, and those evil spirits chased after them.

Yu Cong's expression was solemn, that woman's magical power actually pulled his soul into such a terrible environment, this world, the environment is extremely bad, there are countless powerful ghosts, and they are all extremely difficult existences, this time I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Roar!

Yu Cong's spirit streaked across the sky, and countless ghosts chased after him, and not only that, but more beings around him began to notice him, blocking all his path.

Sword lights flickered in the sky, and the soul wheel rushed into the boiling blood river, and suddenly, the blood river rioted, and one by one the bloody hands stretched out from the river, and the soul wheel flew out with a buzz, and flew towards the depths of the heavenly dome.

Bang!

In the darkness, a terrifying existence turned its head to look, a pair of lantern eyes opened, blood light illuminated the sky, the roar vibrate, and the huge claws caught Yu Cong.

Rumble!

The soul wheel slammed into that big hand.

Countless evil spirits rushed and bit the soul wheel to pieces.

This is the real Ten Thousand Ghosts Eater!

The soul wheel is him, he is the soul wheel, and if the soul wheel is broken, his soul is broken.

Boundless hell, haunted by ghosts, he has fallen into a desperate situation.

"It's a desperate situation, so you have to use extreme methods to crack it!"

Empty!

The soul wheel turned, and a hole appeared in the aura, which was a dark spirit seed.

As soon as Pu appeared, the terrifying aura of death spread out from the entrance of the cave, spreading towards the surrounding ghosts, boundless darkness, shrouding the sky, that was the power of the Death Dao Fruit, even the evil ghosts in hell were afraid.

It's a nightmare for all living beings in the world!

Countless ghosts were corroded by the darkness and were miserable.

"What is this!"

"Roar!

"Death! is boundless death!"

“......”

Empty!

At the same time, the death spirit seed grew countless pitch-black rhizomes that spread out from the hole, and in an instant, the thorn-covered vines entwined the entire light wheel.

The death seed is trying to find his soul!

Yu Cong immediately closed the entrance to the cave, countless vines were cut off at the entrance of the cave, and the spirit seed fell into eternal darkness.

But just then, a voice rang out over him.

"Giggles, as long as you are still in this netherworld, next time, you still have to rely on me, where can you hide?"

Yu Cong became vigilant, but the voice was getting farther and farther away, and he used the power of the woman's Dao Fruit to get out, and the woman actually knew that it should be related to the half of the Dao Fruit.

Even if he was able to get rid of those demons for the time being, as long as his soul was still in the prison realm, he would always encounter more terrible dangers, but how could he leave?

This is hell!

The soul is separated from his body by countless worlds.

Empty!

Suddenly, an aura of doom erupted from him, an ominous aura enveloped him, and countless voices sounded in him.

"Give me my life!"

"Give me my life!"

"Why do you want to kill us! kill for your life, you deserve to die, you deserve to die......"

"Damn it, why didn't God kill you!"

“......”

Voices of resentment resounded in him, echoing in the deepest recesses of his soul, the resentment of hundreds of mortals in two small villages, haunting him.

Even if his soul became a wheel, and his spiritual sense could not escape from the continuous reincarnation and dodging in the soul wheel, the woman used the power of the Death Dao Fruit to cast evil magical powers, so that these unjust souls turned into curses and burned on his soul, so that he was tormented by these unjust souls all the time!

Empty!

One picture after another appeared on his soul, bloody, cruel, and terrifying, the scene of the death of hundreds of villagers haunted him like a nightmare, and the resentment of those unjust souls was the most terrible curse.

Riddled with nightmares, he had no choice but to bear it, fortunately, his soul was special and strong enough, otherwise if he was someone else, he would have gone crazy long ago if he was haunted by these hundreds of resentments.

Yu Cong's soul wandered in this barren and terrible prison realm, he walked through it, and encountered many terrible places, cold pools full of ghosts, evil blood mountains shrouded in fierce light, bloody red forests, etc., but no place was safe, even under the surface of the quiet small lake there were countless evil ghosts, the whole prison realm, it was a terrible place, for the worldly creatures, this is hell.

This is hell.

Eerie, scary.

It's scary.

Whether the creatures here, whether they are evil spirits, evil spirits, evil spirits, etc., if they want to survive, they must rely on the most cruel and bloody survival laws in nature.

Here, apart from killing, there is only coldness.

Time began to blur.

Seconds become minutes, minutes become hours, and hours become days.

Yu Cong didn't know how long he had been here, only that it had been a long time.

He escaped from this endless hell without meeting a single human being.

During this period, in order to escape under the blood claws of those ghosts, he had to use the power of the Death Dao Fruit again.

Darkness spreads, death reigns.

The woman's voice rang out.

"How long can you hold on?" Looking at Yu Cong's tattered soul body, the woman sneered, this time, she didn't try to make the half of the Death Dao Fruit break through the seal, because she knew that the man had been enduring it, his consciousness had not collapsed, and her Dao Fruit could not break his magical power.

Yu Cong didn't reply, but suddenly felt that the woman's voice was extremely good, which had nothing to do with her original voice.

Boundless darkness, endless loneliness.

There is no one of its kind.

For a long time, no one has spoken to you, no one has spoken to you, and suddenly when you hear someone talking, there will always be some ripples in your heart called relief or dawn.

Of course, the speech here refers to the communication and language among the same kind, and if it is the evil words of powerful ghosts and the evil thoughts of evil spirits, it is a nightmare.

The nightmare sound on him sounded again.

"Give me my life!"

"Give me my life!"

“......”

During this period, the resentment of hundreds of unjust souls has been tormenting him, and because of the infinite resentment in hell, those resentments have become stronger and stronger, even if his soul has become a wheel and his soul is strong, over time, his consciousness will gradually become confused and lost.

Yu Cong slashed across the blood-colored land, and he tried many ways to escape from this world, but to no avail.

Can those who have fallen into hell still be able to come out?

Time was getting slower and slower, but he felt like it had passed, a long, long time.

A strange aura enveloped him, making him live like years, and he felt that time had become extremely tormented.

It was the evil magic power that the white-haired woman had set up on his soul chakra earlier.

Nightmare of the Evil Hour!

This kind of supernatural power will make him lose consciousness and fall into a dream, and the time is only a day, but he has already felt that a year has passed, and this evil supernatural power can still outline the most feared and feared things in the hearts of the world, gradually consume the soul and destroy the Dao heart.

Nightmare of Evil Time, as long as you live, every second is a nightmare.

However, Yu Cong himself didn't know that he had fallen for the woman's magical powers.