Chapter Thirty-Nine: Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell

Two more sharp blades, picked under the skin of the back and pierced through the chest, Yu Fei endured the last iron tree punishment and stepped on the fourth step.

The moment he appeared on the fourth step, Yu Fei saw a mirror hanging above his head, and guessed, the mirror hell! But what is the punishment?

There was no need for Yu Fei to be curious, because the punishment came, Yu Fei fell to the ground and convulsed in pain in an instant, and his tongueless throat made a hoarse sound.

It turned out that the spiritual light shining from the mirror was burning the soul, and this pain was more than ten times more than the first three layers combined!

This is the pain in the depths of the soul, Yu Fei had no choice but to start self-harm, stabbing his fingers into the flesh, because the pain in the flesh is a familiar pain, which can keep him awake and not be eliminated.

No wonder you can see below that many players are at this level and give up after not holding on for a while.

This kind of pain, even if it is an immortal, cannot bear it.

Yu Fei clenched his teeth, pinched his fingers into the flesh, and let the blood flow, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not faint!

The path of one's own strong man must not end here!

If you give up here, dominate the universe, and return to Earth will become a joke that you won't believe!

"Heaven will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically. Yu Fei meditated over and over again in his heart, so that he could be distracted and reduce pain, and on the other hand, it was also an encouragement.

I want to dominate the universe, and I deserve this punishment! Otherwise, how dare the heavens descend on me? How can I gain what I cannot?

Boiling, isn't it just burning my soul? In the future, I won't be afraid when I encounter soul cultivation, I pretended to be in pain and slapped my backhand, telling him that Lao Tzu has long been used to soul attacks!

Hahaha, Yu Fei was in infinite brain holes and fantasies, and finally carried it for ten minutes, and when the system prompted that he could go to the next step, Yu Fei was like being amnestied!

Struggling to get up, he said, "Steamer hell, come, save me quickly, I'd rather my body be steamed than my soul be roasted."

The moment he entered the fifth layer, Yu Fei was really much more comfortable, although his tongue was still gone, his fingers were not there, and there were still two holes in his back, but the torture of his soul was gone.

Yu Fei saw that the punishment did not come at the first time, and at the same time, he felt strange, and immediately tried to cultivate, and the pain could be relieved.

The punishment hasn't come a minute later, what's going on, Yu Fei calmed down and felt it.

It turned out that the punishment had already come, but it was not violent at first, and Yu Fei felt that the temperature around him had become higher.

Three minutes later, Yu Feiqiang calmed down! At this time, the temperature was close to 100 degrees.

It's okay, it's just a steamer, it's a trivial matter, it's often burned by fire when it's barbecued, there's no, as a monk, the flesh is extraordinary, can you still be afraid of the steamer?

Four minutes later, the temperature was 100 degrees, Yu Fei sighed, it's okay, it's okay, 100 degrees is bearable, this layer is finally not so perverted.

Yu Fei breathed a long sigh of relief.

Five minutes later, Yu Fei sensed that something was wrong.

Why can the temperature of the steamer exceed 100 degrees? The steamed buns will be steamed into small steamed buns, which is unreasonable.

After 6 minutes, Yu Fei could only grit his teeth and insist, the temperature had risen to 200 degrees.

7 minutes later, Yu Fei's hot head was a little dizzy, but he couldn't self-harm to stay awake, because his skin was smoking, white smoke like buns, and the temperature was already 300 degrees.

Yu Fei couldn't help but smell it, the grass, sure enough, there is a smell of meat!

After 8 minutes, Yu Fei was completely panicked, what should I do? It's 400 degrees, and my skin is starting to melt! I won't die here!

9 minutes later, Yu Fei wanted to go back to the fourth floor, isn't it just a soul barbecue, how big it is, it's much better than a steamer!

Yu Fei closed his eyes in pain and tried to empty himself, but the sharp pain from the melting flesh and blood pulled him back to reality again and again.

This is what people do? Zhuge family, how did you think of testing with such a thing? This is called a trial? This is called asking for your life!

Almost 10 minutes later, Yu Fei was already in an unconscious state, and only a trace of obsession told himself to hold on for 10 minutes, and he must not give up before that!

At this time, only half of Yu Fei's body was left, and his arms and ankles were exposed!

These minor parts of the meat have all melted!

At this time, Yu Fei's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Ten minutes is up, congratulations on passing the test, you can choose to enter the bridge deck to start peeking into your past life, present life and future, or you can choose to continue the challenge to enter the next layer." ”

As the temperature of the steamer hell disappeared, Yu Fei regained a trace of consciousness, blurred his eyes, and asked himself, "Aren't you dead yet?"

Then he asked, "There are eight layers of stairs, shouldn't there be eight layers of tests? How can it be over on the fifth floor?"

The machine spirit explained, "Even if I adjust the difficulty to the lowest, it will still be impossible for the Foundation Cultivator to pass the eighth floor!"

Yu Fei thought about it, he almost died on the fifth layer!

So he asked, "Has there been a foundation monk who has passed through the sixth layer?"

Ji Ling paused for a while before he said with emotion: "8.8 billion years have passed since I was born, and only 6 of them have passed the sixth layer by building a foundation and cultivating them!"

Yu Fei hit a spirit, six! 8.8 billion years, six!

What is this concept?

Yu Feiqiang took a breath and asked, "If you fail to break through the sixth layer, are you qualified to go to the Sansheng Bridge?"

The machine spirit replied, "Yes."

Yu Fei stood up with difficulty, gasped several times in a row, and roared: "Up, the sixth layer!"

Yu Fei didn't know why he chose this way, or he was unwilling, or he wanted to challenge himself, or he had brain cramps, in short, he said it impulsively.

The sixth layer, the Bronze Pillar Hell!

Legend has it that the Bronze Pillar Hell is to punish those who maliciously set fire to the fire or set fire to destroy the evidence of the crime, and the imps strip you naked and let you hold a copper pillar cylinder with a diameter of one meter and a height of two meters. Burning charcoal fire in the cylinder, and constantly fanning the wind, soon the copper pillar cylinder was red... Daji's cannon branding is the realistic version of the copper pillar hell, roasting people to death on the copper pillar.

Yu Fei looked at the copper pillar in front of him, and laughed a few times, as if he was from hell and laughed at himself.

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the bronze pillar with great righteousness, ready to accept the punishment of purgatory.

But the body was suddenly uncontrollable and floated up, Yu Fei's hands and feet danced wildly: "What, what, I'll hold it myself, I don't want your help, so I'm not mentally prepared."

At this moment, Yu Fei saw that the copper pillar cracked, revealing the divine fire inside.

The cracked copper pillar turned into copper water, and began to spread all over Yu Fei's body, wrapping Yu Fei, and then floating towards the divine fire.

Yu Fei understood, the copper pillar could only be roasted on one side, and the whole body was wrapped...

My mother~ I don't want it, I want to go back, I want to go to the bridge, I don't play anymore, I regret it!!

However, Yu Fei's inner roar was useless, and the punishment of hell began.

(Frankly speaking,I want to change the text several times when I write here.,Abusing the master is a taboo in writing!Especially some young audiences,Will not be able to stand the abandonment of the text.,I can only say sorry.,The world of cultivation should be so cruel.,Or even more cruel!And only in this way can the character of the protagonist be forged.,You can't set the protagonist's perseverance out of thin air.,That's the same as Xiaobaiwen、Son-in-law's text.,You can only add some comic elements to the abuse of the master.,Ease the atmosphere.,I hope everyone can accept it)