The blood-red gates of hell slowly closed above the misty peaks, and finally disappeared. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Killing is sin, greed is sin, envy, anger, arrogance, sorrow, and lust are sin! Unless, from the very beginning, it has been chosen and decided to bear this sin

The Eighteen Hells of Huangquan represent the five worlds, the world where all the negative emotions of all races converge, and this secret can only be thoroughly understood by the powerhouses of the Yuan Shen level who are beyond life and death.

Half black world, half blood-colored space, two proud figures, standing at the highest point of yin and yang hell.

"How long? Senior brother, how long have we been in the Yellow Springs Hell? ”

"I don't know, it seems like it's been many years, but it seems that it's just been a short time coming, this layer of hell, and that layer?" The man tightly protected the weak woman in his arms, his eyes were a little confused and a little confused.

I don't know when the memory began, and it gradually becomes blurry, as if there is a very important shadow that gradually disappears from my memory.

Hell, in fact, they are no strangers, these days of walking in the eighteen hells of Huangquan, they have been brought into the illusion of reality again and again. The experience of being like an illusion made him vaguely realize that perhaps, only by entering the last layer of the Eighteen Hells of Huangquan could he know the price they had to bear.

Protect the woman in your arms, jump off the peak, no matter what hell he is, keep going, there will always be an answer, right?

I don't know how long it has been falling, the woman has slowly closed her eyes in the man's arms, and it is a new layer of hell, here is the hell that makes her fear endlessly, but she never regrets carrying it all.

No matter what danger they will face next, the two of them will face it together, and they will definitely get through.

"It's coming." The man looked down, his fists clenched slightly harder, and he was already able to see the world below.

Below them, there is obviously land, but they can't see the true appearance of the land, because above the land, there are dense yin and yang ghosts!

In the endless torrent of time, for the five worlds, I don't know how many lost lives have been sent into the Eighteen Hells of Huangquan.

These beings are not only human beings from the Kyushu world, but also demons from the demon race, demons from the demon race, and gods of the god race, and even ghosts from the ghost race

Of course, more of the creatures that exist in the Eighteen Hells of Huangquan are those special creatures born in the Yellow World, like people and non-humans, ghosts and not ghosts, and they will also be somewhat similar to the gods, demons, and demons, who can say clearly?

"Yin and Yang Hell? The ninth layer of the eighteen hells of Yellow Springs? "The two of them who have already walked through the Huangquan Hell seem to have information about the Yin-Yang Hell in their memories, and this information is obtained from that hell? Who knows

The gradually blurred memory made the man very irritable, in addition to the woman in his arms would give him a little comfort, he had an urge to destroy everything in front of him.

The vague memory in his mind made the man clearly know that the dense yin and yang demons on the land would not communicate with them verbally, because those yin and yang demons were all low-level beings who had lost their self-consciousness and were dominated by endless lust.

"Are you afraid?" When the man asked, his feet had already fallen to the ground, and then a huge sword qi was born, turning into a powerful sword qi tornado covering a hundred zhang radius, sweeping everything around.

Around the two of them, those yin and yang demons who had not yet noticed the emergence of new life were wiped out in an instant.

"With you, even in this yellow spring, what is there?" The woman smiled, and gently bypassed the man's arm with her bare hand, and a bright light was born, bringing together the yin and yang demon aura that the man had killed before, and turning into four huge monsters that met in red and black, if anyone saw this scene, they would definitely be very surprised, because the appearance of these four huge monsters seemed to be a bit like the legendary green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, and Xuanwu.

But a discerning person knows at a glance that these four-headed monsters will definitely not be those legendary divine beasts, because the aura emanating from their bodies is too terrifying and tyrannical.

"In order to enter this layer of hell, you and I have to knock our cultivation down to the realm of warmth and cultivation again, and now it's better to quickly raise our cultivation to the realm of calamity and cultivate to the level of the Yin Yang Ghost King. That would be a good idea to find the entrance to the next level of hell as soon as possible. The woman whispered softly, and a strangely colored bronze throne phantom appeared behind her.

"This time I was lucky, it turned out to be the Yin Yang Hell of the ninth layer, which is one step closer to us stepping through the Eighteen Hell of Huangquan." The man smiled, put away his flying sword, and flew to land on a monster with the woman in his arms, letting the four-headed monster run rampant among countless yin and yang demons.

The four-headed monster doesn't seem to care about the existence of those yin and yang demons at all, stepping on them casually, occasionally interested in it, one mouth, and devouring a lot of yin and yang demons and ghosts to satisfy the appetite of the mouth.

These ordinary yin and yang demons and ghosts are probably only the cultivation of the condensation realm in the Dao Gate, and for the two of the four-headed monsters, they are not worth paying attention to at all, and they don't even have the desire to let the two of them kill and devour those yin and yang breaths.

"Where is the exit to the Yin-Yang Hell?" There are too many unknowns in the yin and yang hell, which makes men a little familiar and unfamiliar, and every once in a while in my memory, there will be such confusion?

On the other side of the Yin-Yang Hell, on the top of a huge palace with a pitch-black color and a height of 10,000 feet, a woman in a black robe looked at the fleeting breath in the distance with a cold expression.

Beside her, there stood a strong man whose face could not be seen clearly, his body shrouded in a mysterious armor, perhaps because of his strength.

"Could it be them? I heard that the Killing Ghost King and the Imperial Spirit Ghost King have already broken through the eleventh layer of hell, and this time they actually came to the Yin Yang Hell, do you think I should let them go? The woman spoke suddenly.

"Master thinks, can these two really pass through the eighteenth layer of hell in Huangquan and go to the legendary ninth layer?" He sighed, but sighed with joy.

Outside the Eighteen Hells of Huangquan, there is a legend that there is a nineteenth layer of hell for a long time, but the ghost king who really has the courage to break through layer by layer, plus the two people who appeared in the Yin Yang Hell, are only the fifth and sixth in the endless years.

He knew that the person who had been waiting for the master around him was coming.

The woman in a black robe did not move at all, as if she was indifferent, "The legendary nineteenth layer of hell is a little mystery left behind when the universe was first born. The five worlds, the endless galaxy represents the clarity of this universe, and the eighteen hells of Huangquan represent the turbidity of this universe, but what is the nineteenth layer? ”

"The master walked through the sixteenth layer of hell back then, and finally stopped at the Yin-Yang Hell, and never went to the eighteenth layer of the Lonely Hell, but for what?" The masked man couldn't help but ask.

"It's just not the right time." The woman said lightly, and the figure disappeared.