For the first time in the night, he felt that Zhao Jiuchen was like an upright man, resisting everything behind this, and he had to bear infamy and misunderstanding.

He is the most desperate and helpless person.

"Yes, and it's possible that he's in the netherworld by now."

Zhao Jiuchen ignored the sympathy in Yeqi's eyes, now is not the time to think about that, time is pressing, I'm afraid it will be too late to stop it after a while.

"I really can't leave here, there are still many things to deal with, you go and hold him down first, and I will be there later, you have to remember, get rid of distractions, don't be confused by the illusions in hell."

I don't know how to worry about it at night, Zhao Jiuchen is not familiar with this place, although the realm is high, but I don't know the true combat power of Su Jin.

The netherworld, I'm afraid it's in jeopardy...

"What else can affect me?"

Zhao Jiuchen smiled bitterly, power, desire, bloodthirsty killing, he was not interested, the only thing that could make him fall into it was Weixi.

But if that illusion can show the appearance of Weixi, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come out.

Yeqi told Zhao Jiuchen about the structure and location of the hell in the lower netherworld.

Zhao Jiuchen kept it in mind and walked in that direction, but he didn't go to the first hell, but came to the center of the netherworld.

Shura Hell.

The yin wind gusted, but the black-red flames blew more and more hot.

The flames circled around, leaving a small open space.

Zhao Jiuchen came to the clearing, waved his hand to cast a spell, and the voice of the God of Killing suddenly sounded in his head: "Open it quickly!" ”

The voice was full of urgency and impatience, if he hadn't been able to get out, I'm afraid he would have to rush out and open the door by himself.

"What are the consequences of opening it?"

Zhao Jiuchen did not agree directly, but asked him rhetorically, after all, this belongs to the most evil hell in the netherworld, and the wails of countless ghosts in it are still coming out from time to time.

If they are released, what a catastrophe it will be when evil spirits will reach the sky, resentful spirits everywhere, eat yin qi, and devour yang people.

"Naturally, there will be no consequences, quickly, quickly open it, as long as you open it, I will use the forbidden method to let you and your little daughter-in-law be together forever."

When Zhao Jiuchen heard Han Weixi, his heart was suddenly moved, even if the people in the world were devastated, what kind of relationship did it have with him?

He is not the best person, and he is not a hero in the world, what he wants is just a Weixi, is this request too much?

The God of Killing watched as Zhao Jiuchen took out the leaf-shaped key, one end of which had already been inserted into half of the lock.

The pale green leaves suddenly emitted a subtle golden glow.

Plop, plop.

Zhao Jiuchen's hand holding the key suddenly stopped moving, and he seemed to hear it, the sound of a heartbeat?

It's a warm and rapid heartbeat, it's the heartbeat of the key.

He looked at the veins on it, but there was nothing unusual about it, no different from what it had just been.

Did he hear it wrong?

With a strong twist, the invisible Shura Purgatory Gate had already opened a crack, and Zhao Jiuchen felt a sudden lightness on his body, and the God of Killing eagerly rushed out of his body.

Just watch the illusory figure pounce on the leaf light that is gradually forming on the gate.

The God of Killing felt the powerful divine power in front of him, his eyes full of desire glowed, and his hands opened and closed to grasp it.

But suddenly he felt a huge oppression attack behind him, it was a purple unfathomable energy, brushing past the black burning hell flames, and hitting him in the back fiercely.

Because all the attention was on the prison heart of the Shura Purgatory, the God of Killing took a solid slap.

The already fragile soul body staggered and was pushed forward, but its pupils gradually dilated, and the temperature around his body was enough to destroy his consciousness and instantly surrounded him.

He was devoured by the flames of the soul.

"Ahh

Zhao Jiuchen listened to the terrible scream, raised his head and stroked the thick white smoke, pulled out the key, and closed the door with a key.

That last blow, he didn't twist it, but it just made the God of Killing think it was open.

This key is Ye Li's heart, how can it be used at will?

He wanted to deceive him, and he was very tender.

The Emperor of Heaven has no good purpose, and this god of killing is also half a catty.

After leaving Shura Purgatory, Zhao Jiuchen descended from the center of the earth, all in darkness, unable to see the direction.

He fell for a long time, and a crisp ticking sound came diagonally above.

Zhao Jiuchen groped and stopped, everywhere he could reach was a hard stone, which was cold to the bone, and every time he touched it, there would be a grievance that went straight to the bottom of his heart, making people tremble.

There was a fire above.

He flew up and came to a cavern with only two people at his feet, and there was unfathomable darkness below.

The light shone so brightly that the huge hole converged into one point, Zhao Jiuchen half-covered his eyes, don't wait until you go in, you can't see the road clearly.

Covering his eyes is equivalent to cutting off the way forward, Zhao Jiuchen buckled the wall and moved a little, and the clothes on his body were scraped into pieces by stones.

Like a woman in a Luo skirt, shyly avoiding the gaze of men.

I don't know how long I walked, but when Zhao Jiuchen's thighs were numb and his mind was clouded, he felt that the cave was getting more and more crowded.

The reason why he can feel it is because he can still walk at will, but now he can only cling to the wall to prevent the opposite wall from scratching his face.

Although he doesn't care much about his appearance and doesn't need to eat it, what if some people see him ugly and don't want him?

So he was extra careful.

Boom!

I covered my face, but I hit my head, I didn't have time to feel the pain, and my head was a long hanging stone, which was a little strange.

He didn't feel any strange structures along the way, and besides, with his eyelids and hands resting, Zhao Jiuchen felt that the light was not very strong.

So I tried to put my hand down.

There was a stunned sight in front of me.

The striking stone was the only thing blocking the exit of the cave.

Zhao Jiuchen looked at the gloom in front of him, gritted his teeth and stepped out, but he felt like he was stepping into the air, and his body fell straight down.

After a long time, he somehow landed smoothly on the ground.

In front of me is a landscape that does not belong to hell.

The ground is an oppressive crimson color, made of unknown material, and it feels a little smooth to the touch, but there is a faint flow of liquid inside.

The ghosts hurried by, and they didn't seem to see Zhao Jiuchen's existence, and several little ghosts were wearing flower clothes, humming their own children's songs.

"You shoot one! I'll shoot one! ”

"Kid, where is this?"

Zhao Jiuchen took advantage of the time when they stopped and shouted, and walked over to ask.

"Give us three lollipops first, and we'll tell you!"

A little girl with pigtails, blue eyes, and a pale face stretched out her hand to Zhao Jiuchen.

"Are there sugar gourds in hell?"

"Yes!"

The three children all pointed not far away, where there was really an old ghost selling sugar gourds

"Three sugar gourds."

"Three Stygian Coins, three for a total of ten Hades Coins."

The ghost who sold the sugar gourd was settling the accounts in a daze, and Zhao Jiuchen was just about to pay for it, but the three children ran over in small steps.

It was the little female ghost who spoke.

"Don't give it to him! Three should be nine Stygian coins! You're too greedy, old ghost! ”

The little female ghost is uncharacteristically not like a child, and she scolds the old ghost with sophistication.

The old ghost was babbling speechless, and his face was flushed.

"Just one more coin, give it to him, and give it to him."

Zhao Jiuchen didn't care so much, he wanted to put the coin in the old ghost's hand, and the old ghost immediately smiled and wanted to take it.

The little girl ghost was quick and snatched the coin from Zhao Jiuchen's hand.

Took out one, and threw the other nine to the old ghost.

"Na! Just nine, love to sell or not! ”

The old ghost didn't seem to be able to speak, and the old hand trembled vigorously with the stygian coin, and the sugar gourd in his hand also swayed.

When the little female ghost saw it, she immediately took the sugar gourd, and the other two little ghosts were about to take it, but she opened her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

The two little ghosts stared at the bamboo sticks on the ground and cried.

"How can you eat them all?" Zhao Jiuchen was a little dissatisfied, he bought it for the three of them, what happened if she ate it alone?

The little female ghost smashed her mouth, glanced at Zhao Jiuchen, and said: "Look at your dog-like appearance, but you are a foolish ghost with no heart, don't you know that this is the prison of desire?" ”

Zhao Jiuchen just wanted to ask, what does this have to do with the hell of desire, but the originally pale and thin little ghost in front of him suddenly twitched, just when he hurriedly wanted to cast a spell to rescue.

She suddenly returned to normal, and the sickly color on her face disappeared.

"That's the power of desire, greed. It is also a type of desire. ”

"My name is Xiaoba, see if you invite me to eat sugar gourd, I will report my name if you have something! No one dares to bully you. ”

Zhao Jiuchen watched Xiao Ba jump away, his eyes fell on the discarded sugar gourd stick, and he seemed to understand something.

Su Jin entered here a day earlier, but he was still trapped on the edge, and he couldn't even enter the center.

The prison of desire is divided into seven levels, and when the desire in the body reaches a certain level, the path forward will automatically open, and if there is no desire for a long time, you will return to the punishment and be tortured.

The people who were imprisoned here were all people with strong desires in their previous lives, and Mu Qingli, the spirit of desire who guarded the prison, was stationed on the most important seventh layer.

It is also the soul with the greatest energy in this prison of desire.

On a bench made of black flames, the long skirt of tulle loomed with ice muscles and jade bones, and the whiteness and the black formed an exciting violent conflict.

In the main hall, it was cold to the bone.

Although there was a dark candle burning, it could not withstand the icy face of one of the people on the seat.

Mu Qingli's peach blossom eyes should have been amorous and warm as spring, but they were suppressed by the coldness released by the amber transparent glass-like pupils.

Her shoulders are straight, her fair neck is slender, and she never lies on the couch even if the ice transparent dress is suitable for lazy wind.

The long skirt was custom-made, blooming from top to bottom with layers of snow petals, which quietly melted there, and the next moment the cold air was released and turned into ice crystals again.

As the guardian spirit of a prison, Mu Qingli is very conscientious, no matter how great his desire is, he will do everything he needs to do.

Half an hour ago, she received a message from Hades that someone wanted to defeat her and take away her desire.

For this reason, Mu Qingli felt extremely ridiculous.

Not to mention whether he can withstand the test of his heart, just looking at her cold ice technique, it is enough for him to have no return.

However, for the sake of insurance, she still ordered all levels of guards to honestly guard the heart of the prison.

Although the most important one in her hand is the one in her hand.

Mu Qingli gently turned the ring in his hand, and a small round stone on the ring faintly refracted the colorful shimmer.