Eighteen Layers of Hell?!

It's an unfamiliar name.

Wei Guang hadn't heard of this place before, but what he saw and felt in front of him reminded him what kind of place this place was, and with the word "prison", he almost immediately reacted that this was a prison for ghosts.

His face changed in an instant, and an ancient name appeared in his mind.

Is it a place of sacrifice?

Zhao Li held a pen in one hand and a scroll in the other, pretending to be a judge, his eyes fell on the white scroll camouflaged scroll, with the sharp change of Wei Guang's face, and that clear fear, a picture scroll appeared on the white scroll, but it still seemed blurry at the moment.

According to the experience of Ji Xin's dreams in the previous two times, Zhao Li already knew that this white space only had the opportunity to read the picture fragments in his memory when the dreamer's heart was broken, so he made such a scene, including the space in his hometown before, also to let Wei Guang relax his vigilance, so as to contrast with the current scene.

Based on Wei Guang's reaction in front of him, it was obvious that his choice was correct, but he was still short of the last fire.

Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief, and his thoughts were a little scattered.

Is this called killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, no, killing ghosts and making an example of ghosts?

Seeing that the picture on the picture scroll was still blurry, Zhao Linian moved slightly, behind Wei Guang, the long-handled weapon in the hand of the ancient instructor who was still in a state of evil qi was raised, and the blade was against Wei Guang's neck, for the ghost thing that only had his soul left, it was tantamount to a highly poisonous evil qi that was fiercely suppressed.

Wei Guang's heart was shaking because of everything he had experienced, and when he encountered such an attack, his eyes were suddenly distracted.

The pictures were instantly clear, and then most of them were judged to be useless memories and collapsed, blurred, and disappeared from the white scroll, leaving three parts of the memory clearly visible, Zhao Li saw that the three parts of the memory gradually stabilized, and turned his head to look at Wei Guang.

His soul body had been damaged, and now it was gradually exhausted, and the edges were gradually blurring and collapsing.

Zhao Li asked the ancient instructor to lift the weapon back slightly.

So Wei Guang's eyes came back to his senses, and the feeling of dying made his face full of fear, and said: "You can't kill me, I am a person under the command of the Xilu Ghost General, and there is a law seal left in the Xilu Ghost General, as soon as I die, the general will know and will avenge me, you can't kill me!"

He was so frightened that he didn't choose what to say.

Zhao Li was stunned, his face showed a look of 'shock', and he lost his voice:

"Xilu Ghost General?!"

Seeing his reaction like this, Wei Guang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and said loudly: "Yes, it is the ghost general of Xilu, even among the ghost generals of Donglan Jingzhou, the adult is also a top master, and he has gathered tens of thousands of Yin soldiers under his command, and the thirteen captains are all first-class masters.

Zhao Li gasped, his face was full of 'horror', and said:

"You're such a master?"

Wei Guang hurriedly said: "Not only that, but the ghost general is also related to the power of Jiuli's natural gods, I have seen a seal on the adult's body, it is one of the nine sects in the world, and it is a natural god that can be compared with Daze Thunder God, you, you have to think clearly!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

Zhao Li clapped his hands, his face full of admiration and fear, and then when Wei Guang breathed a sigh of relief, he touched his chin and said suspiciously:

"But what does this have to do with you?"

Wei Guang: "......"

The hope on his face gradually solidified, Zhao Li squatted in front of him, thought about it, and said:

"However, you are the person of the ghost general of Xilu City, and if you round it off, you are a drunken person, it is really not good to kill you like this, I want to ask a few questions, ten questions, a total of ten points, if you can answer sixty percent correctly, I can spare your life." ”

Wei Guang's heart was relieved, and then he said vigilantly:

"You have to swear that you can't let this man kill me. ”

Zhao Li's expression was calm and said, "I swear." ”

The cultivator's oath will form an invisible binding on himself, affecting the breakthrough, Wei Guang relaxed a little at the moment, endured the pain of torn soul body, and said, "Then, then you ask." ”

"Okay, first question, what's your name?"

This is a simple question, Wei Guang answered without thinking, and Zhao Li asked again:

"How old are you?"

"Uh, seventy-three?"

"Are you married?"

“...... No. ”

"What was a month's salary before you died?"

This is almost a joke question, Wei Guang didn't understand a little, but he still answered truthfully, and when he asked eight questions, Zhao Li suddenly asked again:

"How old are you?"

"Seventy...... No, this question has already been asked. ”

Wei Guang's face was full of suspicion, Zhao Li patted the book, his face was full of course, and said:

"If you don't ask the same question several times, how do you know if it's right or wrong?"

"Do you have an opinion? ”

“...... Nope"

Zhao Li's sincere and kind attitude, of course, and the heavy weight of the axe on his back convinced Wei Guang, he answered honestly, Zhao Li kept turning those questions over and over again, and the interval was getting shorter and shorter, and the speed of speech was getting faster and faster, Wei Guang gradually had no room for thinking, and only relied on instinct to answer quickly.

Suddenly, he heard a question that was understated.

"Killed a lot of people, didn't you?"

"Yes. ”

After Wei Guang answered instinctively, he realized what kind of question he had answered, the expression on his face froze in an instant, he raised his head, and saw a pair of dark eyes of the young man in front of him, Zhao Li smiled at him, patted the non-existent soil on his body, stood up, and didn't ask any more questions.

Wei Guang felt that his breathing seemed to be a little difficult, and suddenly found a life-saving straw and said loudly:

"I, I answered nine questions earlier, and when there are nine points, you say that you can spare me if you meet six points!"

"You swore it!"

Zhao Li nodded, and then said:

"That's right. ”

"But I'm sorry, but the score for that question was five. ”

Wei Guang's eyes widened: "You?!"

Zhao Li shrugged his shoulders and said, "The topic is from me, and the score is naturally set by me." ”

He touched his heart with his right hand, bent over slightly, the hem and cuffs of his clothes spread out, as if announcing the curtain call, raised his head, his eyes were cold, his smile was sincere and warm, and he regretted it slightly:

"I'm sorry, you're not qualified. ”

"Let's rebuild it in the next life. ”

There seemed to be a faint explosion of blood in the pupils of the ancient instructor, accompanied by a low roaring sound, the giant axe in his hand was wrapped in a huge evil qi, almost distorting the surrounding space, completely slashing Wei Guang's soul body to pieces, and when he died, a streamer emerged from Wei Guang's body, forming a distorted black shadow, and a faint low voice sounded:

"Who?!Who dares to harm my brother?!"

"When I find you, I will definitely break you to pieces......"

Hit the small one, come the old one?!

Zhao Li was stunned, and when the black shadow failed to completely condense and failed to clarify the environment at this moment, he snapped his fingers, and the ancient instructor behind the black shadow suddenly raised his weapon and completed a righteous backstab with a five-meter-long Guda battle axe.

That black shadow was just a mark, and before he could finish his cruel words, his soul body was directly scattered.

But it hasn't gone away.

The two souls twisted together.

Zhao Li pondered for a moment, held the two distorted soul fragments in his hand, kicked these two things out of the dream by disabling the dream, and then took the initiative to wake up from the dream, buckled the gem on the witch sheath from his belt, looked at it, and carried the Jiuli Refining Divine Decision, and directly 'stuffed' the mark of the black shadow into it.

Fortunately, it was just a wisp of breath, and even Zhao Li was able to complete this step.

Next, there is only one step left.

Zhao Li looked outside.

Police, no, I mean, the members of the Ghost Hunting Division are outside.