Chen Jiaguo threw the camel's corpse and looked around, only to feel that the environment had changed greatly, it was hazy, he couldn't see anything clearly, he couldn't hear anything, as if he had traveled to another space in an instant.

He didn't say that when he saw Tang Bai, even Ziwen was gone.

If he was an ordinary person, he would definitely be frightened when he encountered such an accident, but he was calm and calm, and said loudly: "Brother Tang Bai, is it you? Please come out and see it, Brother Ziwen's matter is a misunderstanding, and I will give Brother Ziwen and Your Excellency an explanation." ”

As soon as his words fell, Tang Bai's voice came from his ears.

He turned his head to look, but saw Tang Bai slapping his palm towards him.

This palm was strong and fast, mixed with a powerful momentum, like a mountain collapsing, like a heavenly river pouring down, and the powerful force enveloped the surrounding qi, making him unable to retreat.

This palm is ruthless, don't say that he is flesh and blood, he believes that even if it is a steel stone, it will be smashed to pieces. He couldn't help roaring: "The surname Tang, if you want Lao Tzu's life, Lao Tzu will fight with you." After speaking, he raised his palms and used his stunt --- Qianqiu Palm, which he had never seen before.

Qianqiu Palm is an extremely cathode poisonous palm technique, which can devour people's blood and make people die of blood flowing backwards throughout the body.

He had killed many masters of the rivers and lakes with higher martial arts than him with this set of palm techniques, which gave him great confidence in his palm skills, even in the face of immortal cultivators like Tang Bai, he was not able to take precautions, he was confident that he would slap the immortal to death with one palm.

Sure enough, after he slapped it out with one palm, it hit Tang Bai's chest, only to hear a scream, Tang Bai was slapped out by him, and blood overflowed from his eyes, mouth, ears and nose, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "Immortals, what a high-fart immortal, it's not Lao Tzu's enemy with one palm, haha... ”

Just as he got carried away, the space suddenly darkened, and a misty black mist emerged, and the surroundings were dim and dark; in the mist, two monsters suddenly came out: one monster with the head of a bull, holding a long black chain in his left hand and a steel hairpin in his right hand, and the other monster with a horse's head, holding a short spear in his left hand and a white banner in his right hand.

The two monsters walked out of the black fog before and after, and the minotaur in front of them asked, "Are you Chen Jiaguo?"

Chen Jiaguo's laughter stopped abruptly, but he was also the leader of a gang, he had experienced strong winds and waves, and experienced a lot of strange things, and he quickly calmed down.

He nodded cautiously and acknowledged his identity.

The minotaur looked at him, nodded his head, recognized the right person, and said: "Chen Jiaguo, your longevity is over, my brother has received the order, come to capture your soul, and follow my brother to the Yama Palace to listen to the punishment." ”

Chen Jiaguo sneered: "The monster that came, don't use your brain to tell a lie, the leader of this gang is strong, can pull a strong bow, can capture a tiger, can control a hundred women, can eat Zhong Ding, Yang Shou is over? ”

The horse-headed monster shook his head and said, "If you don't believe it, look back." ”

When Chen Jiaguo heard this, he looked back, and sure enough, the other self fell to the ground, and his breath was completely gone.

Things were strange, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked and frightened in his heart, and asked calmly, "How did you die, and where did you come from?"

The minotaur said angrily: "Where is there so much nonsense, just go with my brother, my old cow hates the long-winded guy the most in his life." After speaking, the iron chain in his hand flicked, like a flexible black snake, straight towards Chen Jiaguo's neck.

Chen Jiaguo wanted to dodge, but the air around him seemed to freeze, and he couldn't move a bit, and in the blink of an eye, the black iron chain was put around his neck, and then moved down, tying him firmly.

He struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the chain became, and there were some crooked barbs on the chain, which seemed to be cut by a thousand knives when they were hooked into the flesh, and the pain was unbearable, and he could not help but say, "Stop, stop, just go with you both." ”

When the horse-headed monster heard this, he smiled and said: "In this world, there are really thieves' bones, and if you don't fight, you don't know the pain." After speaking, the white banner in his hand shook into the black mist, and a large avenue appeared in the mist, leading straight to the netherworld.

The horse-headed monster led the way, and the minotaur pulled Chen Jiaguo, staggering all the way, straight to the netherworld.

I don't know how long later, the three of them came to the edge of an ancient city, only to see a plaque hanging on the city wall, and a silver hook and iron pen on the plaque, murderous and ghostly, with three ancient characters written 'Netherworld'.

Chen Jiaguo took a look, only to know that he had really arrived at the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, thinking that he had been working hard to pursue the way of immortality, and now he was dead, resentful, angry, yelling, and about to break the chain, but forgot the barb on the chain, the more he struggled, the more pain he suffered.

He roared all the way into the city gate, and was pulled by the bull-headed horse monster and stumbled into the Senluo Palace; I saw a huge emperor sitting in the hall, wearing a pitch-black dragon robe, wearing a flat heavenly emperor crown on his head, with two eyebrows and sideburns, and his eyes like copper bells.

The horse-headed monster stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and said: "Your Royal Highness, this person's life is over, and the judge is arresting my two brothers, and I don't want this person to be greedy for life and afraid of death, so I make a lot of noise." As soon as his words fell, a person walked in from outside the hall, clear and thin, white and clean, wearing a scholar's scarf on his head, wearing a white linen shirt, holding a book in his left hand, holding a pen in his right hand, looking at a glance, like a down-and-out scholar.

This person is the judge in the mouth of the horse-headed monster, came in and greeted His Royal Highness the King of Hades, and then opened the scroll in his hand and said: "This person's surname is Chen, a famous family, there are six in the thirty years of life, there are good and evil in his life, good is a small good, evil is a big evil, everything he has done in his life is in the book, please make a decision on His Royal Highness the King of Hades." ”

His Royal Highness the King of Yama made a casual move, and the judge's book flew into his hand, he looked through it casually, and said: "This person's behavior in the yang world is not loyal, unrighteous, rude, benevolent, untrustworthy, and moral, first a hundred times the oil pot, a thousand times the sword mountain, ten thousand times the sea of fire, if the cause and effect of the yang world is not gone, then burn the red copper pillar, take the sin karma as the fire, and burn its soul." ”

Chen Jiaguo was so frightened that he shouted: "Fart, you are all farting, although Lao Tzu has done evil things, but which one of the people in the world is not a wicked person, which one is not a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones, why are they fine? This matter is unfair, this matter is unfair!"

The minotaur stood beside him, and when he saw that Chen Jiaguo dared to roar in the palace of Hades, the iron chain in his hand was whipped on his mouth, knocking out all his teeth, and he couldn't speak for a while.

At the same time, the white banner in the hand of the horse-headed monster also slapped on Chen Jiaguo's body, slapped him into a cake, and pieced him together in pieces, pulling him out.

As the three of them walked, they saw a few more soldiers suddenly in front of them, and when they saw the minotaur and the horseman, they hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

The horse-headed monster said: "According to the decree of His Royal Highness the King of Hades, this person is extremely evil, and he has sent the oil pot a hundred times." ”

When the soldiers heard this, they stood up and walked towards the prison with Chen Jiaguo in tow.

The prison was boundless, and there were countless fires piled up in it, and on the fire there was a large oil pot, and the hot oil in the pot was crackling and exploding; and in front of each oil pot, there were three soldiers, grabbing one evil ghost after another, and throwing them into the oil pot, and letting the boiling hot oil blow these evil ghosts into the crispy outside, and the ghosts cried wolf howls, and black smoke billowed out; when these evil ghosts turned into white bones, they fished out of the oil pot, and when flesh and blood grew on their bodies, they threw the evil ghosts into the pot and fried them, and so on and so forth, over and over again.

Chen Jiaguo was already frightened, and when he was pulled to the oil pot by the soldiers, he struggled desperately, but he couldn't resist the strength of the soldiers, and his body fell into the oil pot.

The hot oil wrapped him, and the whole person rolled with the hot oil, and the burning pain penetrated from the skin to the flesh and blood. Bang', the belly exploded, the large intestine and small intestine fell into the pot, sticking together, fried into a ball; countless hot oil poured into the intestines, crackling and frying non-stop; in the blink of an eye, the smell of human flesh floated in the oil pot, the smell of meat poured into the end of his nose, a hundred kinds of tastes, all kinds of bad karma, appeared in his mind, each one appeared, the pain deepened a point, and when the evil things in his life were over, he was left with only a white bone without the slightest flesh and blood.

The soldier next to him held a steel fork in his hand and fished out the white bones from the oil pot, an extremely cool air flow wrapped the white bones tightly, and an extremely comfortable feeling came from the white bones, making him feel like the whole person was flying up and flying into the vast sky.

He saw countless beauties, countless gold and silver, he had unparalleled power, he had what he needed... This kind of freedom without constraints, this kind of freewheeling desire, has given him satisfaction that he has never had before.

Just as he was immersed in boundless desire, he was thrown into the oil pot again, and the beautiful women turned into boiling oil, the gold and silver turned into fire juice, and the power was like a red-hot iron pot.

All the good things turned into boundless suffering, which was even worse than the pain of the body the first time, and at this time, his soul was also tumbling in the oil pot.

Compared to the comfort just now, the pain was even more intense, a hundred times more than the pain I endured the first time, and even the time became longer.

The soldier fished him out of the pan again, and the feeling of comfort came back again, more enjoyable than the first time, and more satisfying than the first time, and satisfying everything he needed.

But he began to be afraid, and the more comfortable the fear, the more painful it became.

Sure enough, after throwing it into the oil pot for the third time, he felt as if time had stopped, and only he was suffering in the hot pot for eternity.

At this time, he was afraid to leave the oil pot, he was afraid that after leaving the oil pot, the comfortable experience would become more escalated, and the pain he would have to endure in the future would be even more unbearable.

But no matter what he thought, the pawn always fished out when he turned into a white bone...

He experienced such torture a hundred times.

After a hundred times of oil pot, his mentality completely collapsed, he was scared when he saw everything, and he shouted desperately: "I was wrong, let me go, I was wrong... ”

The minotaur and the horse-headed monster walked over, and said with a smile as they walked: "This person is a cheap bone, not subject to some pain, I don't know how to be a good person, His Royal Highness the King of Hades has an order, after frying it a hundred times, it will be taken into the knife mountain, and it must be walked a thousand times." ”

When Chen Jiaguo heard this, he still had the strength to walk, and sat on the ground without moving.

Seeing this, the bull-headed monster smiled and said: "This wicked man, when he does evil things, he doesn't want the consequences, and he won't leave when he is punished, my old cow is not used to this kind of problem." After speaking, he put a set of iron chains on Chen Jiaguo's body, dragged him out, and walked out.

Just when Chen Jiaguo was desperate, a voice suddenly came from mid-air, saying, "Master, let him go." Then another voice asked, "Don't you want him to be tortured to death?" and then I heard the previous voice say: "The people in this world are already ignorant, otherwise why would the disciple make a grand wish to open up the wisdom of the people and teach him to practice, but it only suffers Minmin, suffers Minmin... ”

The voice grew lower and lower, and soon dissipated between heaven and earth.

Chen Jiaguo jumped up and shouted, "Brother Ziwen save me, Brother Ziwen save me." ”

But there was no sound in the air, and he shouted in despair: "I was wrong, save me, I will no longer do evil, I swear by my soul, if I break the oath, the sky will thunder, and the soul will dissipate between heaven and earth, and I will never enter reincarnation." ”

As soon as his words fell, Ziwen's voice sounded in mid-air again, and said, "Master, let him go, even if you kill him, Min Min will not come back to life." ”

Immediately after a soft sigh in mid-air, the whole world changed, where are there any bull-headed monsters and horse-headed monsters, where are there still military pawn oil pots, and he is still standing in the torture chamber of the Bamboo Gang.

He looked around again, and saw the corpse of the hunchbacked old man's 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow' hanging on the torture platform, his neck was completely pinched off, and the expression on his face was distorted and distorted by horror; next to 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow', two men in sackcloth, as if hit by a hammer, completely collapsed, and fell to the corner of the secret room, no longer breathing; judging from the traces of their wounds, it was caused by the palm power of his own unique secret technique 'Qianqiu Palm'.

He looked at Ziwen's side again, and saw a tall young man with a long wooden box hanging on his back, standing in front of him, handsome and chic, out of the dust like a fairy, who could it be if it wasn't Tang Bai?