"Everything should be in my own control, the rules may not be right, and the gates of hell are my power, so why should I reject them?"

After Wu Heng felt something, he immediately sacrificed the soul of the world-destroying Dao.

He began to stop suppressing the five negative emotions with the Dao method, and the five negative emotions gradually came to his heart with a thirst for killing, destruction, rage, blood, and demons.

Eight years ago, Wu Heng was a fledgling, but he was only sixteen years old.

At that time, he didn't comprehend any Taoism, and he couldn't suppress the negative emotions in his heart, and he gradually lost himself in the battle.

Now Wu Heng has long been different, he has realized that he has returned to the truth, and has experienced the difficulties of the sea of suffering, and now he has the Dao method to suppress negative emotions, but he has not evolved the Dao method to suppress it.

These are two different concepts, before Wuheng had no choice, now Wuheng has a choice.

A person is confident when he or she has a choice.

Whether you choose it or not, your heart is confident.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Wu Heng's eyes were blood-red, releasing a breathtaking pupil power, and at that moment, boundless killing intent surged out of Wu Heng's body, like an icy cold current, sweeping in all directions of the earth.

"Gates of Hell!"

Wu Heng raised his head to the sky and shouted, the eleven immortal veins on his back opened together, he was shining with golden light, and his black hair was dancing wildly, as if he was a demon god who could crisscross nine heavens and ten earths, no one could be defeated!

"Boom!"

Behind Wu Heng, a piece of void exploded, and a black domain gate appeared!

It's just that this door is huge and boundless, as if it is connected to the ground from the heavenly dome, I don't know how wide it is, and I don't know how high it is!

It is majestic and majestic, intertwined with various complex Taoism and principles, with the extinction of civilization and the gushing of mist.

Compared to the black domain gate behind him, Wu Heng was like a speck of dust in the desert, extremely small.

Wu Heng was completely shocked, and looked at the gate of hell behind him in a daze, it was so spectacular that it seemed to only appear in a dream, as if it was the most magnificent miracle in heaven and earth.

"The Gate of Hell, is there really Hell inside the Gate?" Wu Heng muttered to himself, he tried to reach out and touch it, when the black mist erupted and drowned him, it was cold and cold, but there was no discomfort.

Just as Wu Heng reached out to touch the vast and boundless gate of hell, he instantly felt a vast force surging towards his body.

That kind of power, inexhaustible!

This time, Wu Heng summoned the Gate of Hell without using the Hell Stone, and controlled it entirely by his own mind.

"It's so strong, it already belongs to a kind of extreme power!" Wu Heng exclaimed, he continued to go deeper, and vaguely saw thick electric lights flickering in the darkness.

Syllable!

A tall, burly creature as tall as a mountain held an "electric light" and whipped at a ghost.

"Ah......h

Wu Heng looked furious in his heart, hell, this is the legendary hell?

He took a few steps into the gate of hell, and saw hundreds of millions of thunders raging in the gray sky, and every thunderbolt that fell was accompanied by the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the chaotic fog surging.

At the end of the terrible thunder and lightning land, there were long dragons moving, and on closer inspection, they were huge armies, steel armor, cold spears and swords, they were covered in black mist and lifeless.

"Hades?"

Wu Heng's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

He saw Hades, the Hades walking in hell!

"Poof!"

A golden dragon rose into the air and rushed out of the black pool, each piece of dragon lin was as bright as the sun, and the golden dragon let out a roar that resounded through the sky, rising towards the sky that raged with thunder.

Syllable!

Suddenly, a burly creature held a long whip, and a whip slammed into the body of the golden dragon, and the lightning was intertwined, and the large golden scales disappeared, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Roaring ......"

The golden dragon let out a wail, and the sharp energy in the eyes of a pair of dragons had already been sharpened by the whipping again and again, and it fell into the black pool again, unable to break out of this cage.

"What the hell, here and there?" Wu Heng was furious, a little restless.

Hell?

Eighteen Layers of Hell?

"Can you be reincarnated here?" Wu Heng had many speculations in his heart, but he felt that something was wrong.

"It's hell, it's a continental plane?"

Continuing to look, he saw a judge dressed in black, holding a pen in his right hand and an old book in his left.

"That dragon has been crushed in the blackpool for more than 6,000 years, and still refuses to join the ranks of my underworld?" the judge looked indifferent, and glanced at the slave beside him, who had a lion-faced face and possessed great strength.

However, no matter how strong the slave with a human face and a lion body is, he is also respectful in front of the judge, and flattered: "Yes, that is the strongest person of the Golden Dragon Clan, who will not repent and refuse to join my Hades team!"

"In that case, there is no need to stay. The judge said indifferently, and then took the pen and circled a name in the old book.

Soon, a painful dragon groan sounded from the black pool, and crimson blood appeared on the black pool.

"Hell, hell really exists......" Wu Heng couldn't help but gasp, if this matter spreads to the outside world, it will definitely cause a big earthquake, and people will be panicked.

But the hell here seems to be different from the legend in the story, there is no reincarnation, only the painful wail that lingers in the heavens and the earth for a long time.

"Gotta get out of here, I have to leave. Wu Heng began to retreat, for he found himself miles deep into the land, and there were quite a few wandering ghosts looking at him with frightened eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot and hideous, and they looked directly at Wu Heng.

"Human, human, where did you come from?

"No, it's impossible, even the Saint King is difficult to break into at the end of the forbidden area of life, he is only a god realm, but a god realm!" Several wandering ghosts nearby gathered towards Wu Heng, each saying a word, arguing about something.

A fluttering ghost in white clothes and white hair floated lightly out of thin air to approach Wu Heng, and said in an anxious voice: "Young man, tell me quickly, how did you get in, do you know that a disaster is coming to the end of the Thousand Great Domains?"

Another ghost looked at Wu Heng and laughed almost madly: "Hahahaha, endless darkness is coming, nothing can be changed, 100,000 years ago, there were Emperor Yan, ancient sages like the Big Dipper Emperor left their natal source, and now there is nothing in the Thousand Great Domains, nothing is left!"

Seeing this ghost wandering three or four meters away from him, talking crazy, Wu Heng was really a little uncomfortable, but he was still quite bold, and he was not immediately scared away, and responded: "I know that a catastrophe is coming, but I don't know when." ”