The underworld, since the death of the four realm kings, has begun to change, the original seclusion behind the scenes, generally did not come forward often, began to appear frequently in front of many ghosts, and often issued various orders, the frequency of activities increased more than ten times, so that countless ghosts were surprised, but at the same time, they were also uneasy, but this life has lasted for several years, and everyone has gradually calmed down and returned to the way they used to be.

The golden dungeon is still as dazzling as ever, and the chief officer sitting in the Yama Hall is still the tall giant wearing a gray-blue suit and a bearded face, but now he no longer has the affinity he used to have, and the whole person gives people a gloomy temperament, and at the same time he is more strict in his work, for example, there is a dead soul in the main hall now, who was ruthlessly banished to hell.

"Lord Yama, don't, don't, I don't want to go to hell, ah!" The deceased wailed violently, as if he wanted to break free from the hands of the ghost, but he was too weak, under the rules of the underworld, the deceased did not have any ability to resist at all, and was indifferently taken away from the Yama Hall by the two red-faced ghosts, and the countless souls of the deceased who lined up outside the hall trembled, and some even wanted to escape.

But in response to these people, there was a whipping of the ghosts who maintained order, a crisp and loud whipping sound, mixed with the screams of the dead souls, which added a bit of coldness and gloom to the golden dungeon.

If it was in the past, the underworld was naturally not strict here, but everything became like this after the death of the four realm kings, and the anger of the upper echelons spread to the lower level executors, and then to the ghosts of the various grassroots levels, and everyone was terrified in their hearts.

And under such a system, located in the lowest level of the underworld, its mutation has appeared, here is eerie and terrifying, there is no sunlight all year round, only black, fire, rancidity, death, pain, despair of hell, years of pent-up negative energy, finally in the turbulent and cold moment of the underworld, burst out of its deepest side.

"Ah, help, what's that, come and save me, I'm going to be sucked in." A ghost cha clasped his hands and ten fingers tightly on the ground, his face was terrified to the extreme, and his hoarse shouts echoed one after another, adding a bit of horror to the already eerie place.

The ghost cha grabbed the ground at this time, desperately resisting the huge suction behind him, and the countless rubble, spikes, blood and fire, and thorns around him all hit his body one by one, leaving all kinds of scars, and then he was swallowed by the strong suction force behind, and the ghost cha who was struggling to support was hung with flesh and blood, and he endured the painful torture with perseverance, and even if the ten fingers on his hand that were clasping the black rock and soil on the ground were already blurred with flesh and blood, he did not relax for half a minute.

But it's a pity that there are many things in the world, not that you can overcome them if you have perseverance, for example, now the suction behind the ghost is gradually increasing, forming an increasingly terrifying black hole vortex, even if the ghost cha desperately grasps the rock and soil below, it can't resist this suction, ten not wide pull marks gradually formed on the ground, and the fiery red blood of the ghost cha infected the ten traces formed by the ten fingers of both hands rubbing the ground.

In the end, the ghost cha's physical strength was exhausted and could no longer support it, and the whole person was rolled up by the powerful suction force behind him, rolling back and forth in the air countless times, the onicha's eyes gradually expanded, and fear clearly appeared on his face, until he was swallowed up by the black hole, leaving only a terrible wail: "Ah, no!! ”

At this moment, the hell is incarnated as a real Shura, and the souls of countless villains who have stayed here after death to atone for their sins and imprisoned are all engulfed by increasing suction one by one, and the enhancement of suction seems to have no end, just a few hours of effort, and the entire hell is almost in the range of suction, and most of the weak souls or those ghosts who maintain order are ruthlessly sucked into the black hole, leaving only some powerful existences.

Among these people, led by a purple-skinned humanoid, his body is mostly purple, supplemented by white bone armor, and his long purple tail sways at will, and his power should not be underestimated.

"Frieza, go see what's going on over there." The purple humanoid life glanced coldly at the white dwarf standing at the top of a spiked stone forest a hundred feet away from him and said, coldly, making the little brothers around him tremble, cowering and not daring to act rashly.

"Kwilla, don't go too far, I'm not your subordinate." Frieza's face was ugly, his fists were slightly clenched, and the fire in his heart was burning, he couldn't wait to kill this guy now, the humiliation he had suffered in the underworld over the years was enough for him to burn the world.

Kwilla's eyes were as cold as ice blades, and he said indifferently: "Get over and check the situation for me immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood." The momentum was so oppressive that Frieza was furious, and he clenched his fists almost immediately to hurt someone, but the ruthless reality had to make him suppress the anger in his heart, and flew directly towards the source of the suction without saying a word.

Looking at Frieza who was leaving angrily, Kvera smiled, smiling coldly, but his attention was not focused on Frieza, and there was no need for an incompetent brother to waste too much energy on his attention.

The current situation is the focus of his attention, the sudden storm almost engulfed twenty percent of the lives of the underworld, think about how big the underworld is, how many lives there are, how terrifying the ghost of death this time is, that is a terrible amount that can fill the entire solar system.

"Disturbed emotions, what a ridiculous thing." Kvera stood still on the black reef, and below was a lake of blood gushing with columns of blood, muttering to herself, her purple eyes fiercely looking in the direction of the suction.

The storm of hell lasted for a long time, at least twenty-four hours a day without stopping, but the suction of the storm did not increase again, and it still maintained the intensity of the day before, but even so, some villains in hell whose strength was not very strong and could only barely maintain the level of suction were consumed by all their physical strength and energy, and finally like those people before, they were sucked into the black hole, leaving a desolate wail.

And in one day, the news of the accident in hell has reached the ears of the king of Yama and even the ghosts, when the king of the great realm received this report, his gloomy face was already gloomy because of the failure of the ambush, and it was even more ugly, and the irritability and anger in his heart made him smash some decorations fiercely, and the report was torn to pieces by him.

"Tell me what's going on." The King of the Great Realm opened his bloodshot eyes and looked coldly at the report officer kneeling in front of him, without the slightest trace of his previous amiability.

(End of chapter)