The eighteenth level of hell, also known as the spiritless realm.

As the name suggests, the entire eighteenth layer of hell does not have the slightest aura! The earth is dry, the rivers are dry, and the sky is blood-red, looking like hell on earth.

Right here, the existing top powerhouse in the two worlds is sealed, the old Pope and the white tiger, one of the six demon ancestors of Kunlun.

Long Jiuyao walked on the ground of the eighteenth layer of hell, stepping on the dry and cracked land, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, Long Jiuyao actually felt that this land was a little hot.

"It's the New Year in the first month, the first day of the new year......" Long Jiuyao pulled his neck and began to sing.

The third verse is vast, and I heard that it is much larger than the human world, and it looks lifeless.

Long Jiuyao is not afraid of anything, he is afraid of quiet, quiet like death.

To put it bluntly, it's the feeling of loneliness, and the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world is very scary.

"Hahaha, someone is coming, finally someone is coming, Uncle Ben hasn't eaten human flesh for a long time, it's fragrant!"

Long Jiuyao saw an old man in front of him who didn't know if it was an uncle or a mother, with a disheveled hair, sloppy clothes, and a voice like a duck.

Let's call him old man for now.

"Are you sick, who are you going to throw yourself into?" Long Jiuyao slapped the old man and flew him out.

The old man got up, ran over with drool, and said, "It's too fragrant, it's too fragrant, let me smell it, smell it and relieve my cravings." ”

Long Jiuyao felt that the old man in front of him was a god-level cultivator who was a little weaker than himself, but this appearance was really a little inconsistent with his identity.

"What the hell are you doing?

"No, no, no. The old man grabbed Long Jiuyao's arm and sniffed hard.

Long Jiuyao was really afraid that this guy would really bite him, so he quickly opened the dantian realm and took out an immortal fruit from it.

"Here, eat, eat, look at your starving ghost!" Long Jiuyao said in disgust.

The immortal fruit exudes a strong aura, the old man has been in the eighteenth layer of hell for a long time, where has he ever seen such a good thing, took the immortal fruit and swallowed it.

"Is there any, give me another one!" said the old man shamelessly.

Long Jiuyao bared his teeth and smiled: "Call Dad, call Dad, and I'll give it to you." ”

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "I'm older than your ancestors, aren't you afraid of your life?"

"Scream, scream, listen. ”

"Boy, do you want to hear the story of the eighteenth layer of hell?" the old man asked suddenly.

"The matter of the eighteenth layer of hell?" Long Jiuyao asked with a little respect in his eyes, "Dare to ask the seniors?"

The old man spat on his hand, smoothed the two hairs on his head, raised his head and said proudly: "Down there is an ancient beast, Chaos!"

Long Jiuyao rolled his eyes, where is it like chaos, bastards are almost the same!

"Come less, don't brag about you with me. Long Jiuyao said disdainfully: "Chaos is one of the four fierce beasts of ancient times, and its cultivation is unfathomable. ”

Long Jiuyao conjured up a mirror, handed it to Chaos and said, "Come, look in the mirror yourself, don't you look like a fool?"

Chaos was not angry, and stretched out his hand and said, "Less nonsense! ”

Long Jiuyao thought that this guy was quite interesting, grinned, and took out a few fruits from the dantian realm.

"Eat, tell me the story of the eighteen layers of hell after eating. ”

Chaos quickly ate a few more immortal fruits, and after eating, the whole person looked like he had recovered a little aura, and his eyes became much clearer.

"Can you tell me the story of the eighteen layers of hell?"

Chaos wiped his mouth with his dirty sleeves and said: "In the eighteenth layer of hell, many people have been sealed, especially in this eighteenth layer of hell, and the people who have sealed are stronger than the other. ”

Long Jiuyao nodded: "I know, and then what?"

Chaos glared at the innocent little eyes and said, "No, what else do you want to hear?"

Long Jiuyao grabbed Chaos' neck and roared angrily, "After eating so many of my immortal fruits, you let me fart like this?"

"Just kidding, anger and anger. ”

Chaos Chong Long Jiuyao smiled, cleared his throat and began to talk about the eighteenth layer of hell.

The seventeenth layer of hell was originally the world of the blue sky, and the eighteenth layer of hell was originally also a world, and it was the final battlefield of the battle of the gods!

The eighteenth layer of hell was called the Heavenly Realm a long time ago, and it is the closest world to the Heavenly Path.

The original Tongtian Realm was full of aura, and everyone here made very rapid progress in cultivation, breaking through almost every day.

After the battle of the gods, the original spiritual energy of the Heavenly Realm completely collapsed, and no one in this world survived! Finally, it was transformed into an eighteen-layer hell by the first Pope of the Illuminati Sect.

Although Long Jiuyao had never experienced it, looking at the messy world in front of him, he could imagine the tragic scene of the battle of the gods.

But what's funny is that Chaos's original cultivation was very strong, and among the demons imprisoned in the eighteenth layer of hell, it belonged to the existence that had reached the top!

Because of this, Chaos was hunted down by other demons, and all the demons united to absorb his aura.

It wasn't until his cultivation became a god-level junior cultivation that he turned into a bad old man and took away the breath on his body, which could be regarded as escaping.

However, Chaos can only be obediently low-key, and in the eighteenth layer of hell, he is like a homeless man......

Chaos has fallen like this, and he didn't forget to brag and say: "You see that although I am so depressed now, I am the most nourishing one among our four brothers!"

The four brothers in Chaos' mouth are naturally him, Qiqi, Tao Lu and Han Qi.

"Ahem...... If I don't hit you, I have seen Qi Qi, who was sealed in the Thousand Corpses Cave in Miao Jiang and released by me. Long Jiuyao saw that Chaos's expression was a little sad, and hurriedly comforted: "But don't worry, his cultivation is all gone, and now I don't know where he went, you are indeed more nourished than him." ”

"Forget it, boy, tell me about you, why are you running here when you have nothing to do?"

When Long Jiuyao heard this, he told him about his agreement with the Pope, but he concealed the fact that the Pope had given him the eighteen layers of hell, and casually said another reward.

"Hey, boy, the people of the Western Continent are more shrewd than monkeys, do you want to cooperate with me?"

Long Jiuyao's eyes rolled, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Tell me, how do you want to cooperate with me?"

"I'll help you rescue the old Pope, how about you take me out of here?"

Before Long Jiu could speak, a loud "boom" suddenly sounded in the distance, and an extremely strong aura erupted in all directions.

"Somebody got fighting, go check it out. Long Jiuyao got up and flew over, Chaos following closely behind.

Just as Long Jiuyao was rushing towards the place of fighting, he felt dozens of spiritual energy fluctuations above the god level around him, and at the same time flew towards the direction of the fight......