Eighteen floors of hell, with no country accents. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Han Feng scoffed at this.

Ghosts know that once they come to the underworld, all the worries in the world will be delivered in Wangxiangtai, not to mention the supreme weapon for cleaning memories - Meng Po Soup? So if you want to hear the local voice in the prison of the underworld, it is simply impossible!

However, the crazy brother only expressed a faint disdain for this proverb, and what His Majesty Yan Jun really cares about will not be the feelings of the dead ghosts, but hell itself.

As we all know, hell is only one of the components of the underworld, and it does not represent the whole of the underworld. Just as there are prisons in the human world, it does not mean that there are prisons in the world.

The same is true of the underworld.

Only demons who are sentenced to prison will be thrown into hell to be punished. Most of the remaining souls will still be reincarnated in the reincarnation tower to maintain the operation of the human world.

So if you want to find the folks in hell and hear the folk voices, it's pure!

Therefore, although the "Feiyue" led a group of escort formations and tens of thousands of wind clans all the way down, and saw all kinds of strange scenery, it failed to take Han Feng's thoughts back from Jing Jing's hands.

As for who Jing Jing is? Uh, that's not interesting, is it......

From the first layer at the foot of the stone statue to the eighteenth floor, which is about to be revealed, each floor is open, like a loyal slave, welcoming the return of the master.

Each floor has its own scenery, each floor has its own characteristics, and naturally, these seventeen floors also have obvious things in common:

First of all, whether it is sunny or white, or dark and obscure; Whether it's a spring bloom or a storm; It doesn't matter if it's romantic and poetic, or the sky is falling apart; What's more, whether it is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, or the burning sky, in these seventeen layers, there are still no ghosts!

Also, from the second layer to the seventeenth floor, there were no branches or leaves on the "technology tree" on the great shore, and even the trunk of the tree that was lit up before became dim. The only thing that remains unchanged is the huge trunk of the kilometer diameter, which is still round and straight, straight into the top of the last pyramid, far forgotten, it is really the legendary Ruyi golden hoop stick, standing tall and immovable.

Traveling from the first to the seventeenth floor also opens the eyes of travelers to what a real place is.

There are no torture instruments for execution, and there are no ghosts to be tortured, not necessarily all of them are gloomy and miserable, but there are several layers that are still beautiful and intoxicating, which completely makes Zhao Feifei forget that this is hell.

The scenery is varied, and the hell is empty.

Hell is just a prison in the underworld, and certainly not all of it.

So here's the problem.

Han Fengxi is the new Yan Jun, and of course he should be the king of the underworld, so layers of hell have opened one after another, which is also the proper meaning of the question. But!

If this is really hell, then what are the underworlds and hells that Han Feng once ruled and Zhao Feifei once traveled?

These are obviously two completely different beings!

In addition, Zhao Feifei has seen all kinds of torture tools in hell before, and has also experienced the miserable and cruel scenery of each layer of hell, where is it as pleasant as here?

If hell is really as romantic or majestic as it sees, it is really a ghost, and that is a pleasant thing......

But this script is clearly wrong!

No matter how much relatives and friends appreciated the various scenery passing by outside the window, Han Feng still fell into deep thought.

The crazy brother originally thought that in order to resist the catastrophe set by Hongjun, the king of Jizo had made a variety of preparations early, which was extremely normal and not worth making a fuss about. Even if he left 25 million combat robots and tens of millions of space fighters to Han Feng, a "destined person" on the first layer, in Han Feng's eyes, these are all normal things.

However, starting from the second layer to the eighteenth layer in front of him, the seventeenth layer of hell opened like petals, which made Han Feng feel a little frightened. And this feeling of uneasiness is also intensified with the hell peeled off like an onion. By the time we were about to enter the eighteenth floor, we had reached the top!

"Stop!"

Han Feng had an order, and Xiao Ling naturally executed it immediately.

The "Heavenly Evil" escorting the "Heavenly Evil" and the accompanying Feng Clan ordered the ban, and at the same time stopped the pace of downward exploration, and closely surrounded the "Feiyue" to prevent accidents.

Although Han Feng firmly believed that the Jizo King Bodhisattva's plan could not harm him, the sense of crisis that was like the essence had always haunted his heart, and he had never felt the slightest relief!

Here, there must be a dangerous place!

Han Feng made a judgment easily, but he was still puzzled - if the King of Jizo had worked so hard to leave this force for the Great Tribulation, why did he make the last eighteenth layer so vicious?

Even the external incarnations that are equivalent to their own Buddha-figure cultivation are all blocked from this layer of hell?

Well, even if someone Han is naturally smart and lazy by nature, it is also a good boy who goes up every day, and it is obviously impossible to block the footsteps of this great god with a thin layer of pyramids!

Because what the crazy brother fears the most is not the so-called "hell" that completely subverts cognition in the eighteenth layer, but another existence that Huohuo once mentioned before entering hell:

"If the gods fail to pass through this 'sea and moon quiet'...... You will deflect time and space and fall into the nineteenth layer of hell! ”

And even if you can't pass the bewildering "Sea Clear Moon Quiet" at that time, even if you deflect time and space, even if you fall into hell...... What is the nineteenth floor?

Could it be that there are more than eighteen layers of hell? Or is the ancestral god deliberately alarmist to test whether the heart of the revered god is firm?

What ghosts are hidden in this pyramid left behind in the ground?

Without a clear answer, Han Feng didn't dare to take risks - especially at the risk of his precious life!

"Huohuo, are you sure that in the oracle left by the ancestral god, there is the existence of the nineteenth layer of hell?"

After thinking about it for a long time, under the shocked eyes of Zhao Feifei and the others, Han Feng finally came back to his senses from his contemplation, and asked the stone statue Zihuo who led the way.

This is something that must be clarified, otherwise even if there is a mountain of gold and silver in front of him, Han Feng has already made up his mind and immediately withdraws away.

Although the baby is good, it has to be destined to flower!

"The subordinates don't dare to deceive, among the oracles of the ancestral gods, there is indeed a message from the nineteenth layer of hell, but it's just ......"

Han Feng held this mysterious flame in his palm, and roared fiercely:

"Just what?! Don't say it yet! ”

Huohuo trembled with fright, and shouted repeatedly:

"It's just...... It's just that since 500 years ago, the nineteenth layer of hell that had always existed has suddenly disappeared! ”

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