Yin Lao's words made Su Ming scoff.

If he wasn't worried that the next days in the Moon God Pass would be boring, he would have killed him a long time ago, and he would still be able to let him scream here?

Yin Lao looked around, but found no sign of anyone coming, so he left.

Su Ming pursed his lips, this kind of carving insect skill is simply embarrassing.

About ten minutes later, the figure of Yin Lao reappeared. He frowned and said in a low voice: "It's really strange, the old man obviously noticed that someone was here, why did he disappear out of thin air?" Does it have the ability to penetrate the void? ”

After a while, the old man was shocked, "Did you run away to hell?" ”

Before the words fell, Yin Lao's hands formed a mysterious seal. A hole opened in the void, and he slipped into it at once.

it!

Su Ming was surprised.

Yin Lao's method is not simple, he actually put the eighteen layers of hell in one space.

After Yin Lao entered, Su Ming appeared and came out. He learned Yin Lao's mudra, and there was no movement in the void, it seemed that the handprint was wrong, or he had to cooperate with the mantra.

Su Ming pondered for a moment, and felt that it was better to tear the space and go in.

But it's definitely not going in now, once you go in at this time, you may run into Yin Lao head-on, which is not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Su Ming hid his figure again.

It didn't take long for Yin Lao to come out.

I saw him frowning and muttering in his mouth, as if he couldn't understand what was going on. Still, he left.

There was a deathly silence.

Half an hour later, Su Ming appeared and moved his body. Stretch out your hand to cut through the space and go directly to the eighteen layers of hell opened up by Yin Lao.

Before I could see what was going on, there were already screams and wails in my ears.

When I looked at it, I was stunned in place.

This layer of imitation hell imprisoned an unknown number of monks, and at a glance, all I could see was a crowd of people. The monks were pale and breathless, as if they were going to die at any moment.

Su Ming walked and looked, and found that it was not only the Terran monks, but also the people of the Demon Race.

A rough count shows that there are thousands of people imprisoned on this level alone.

There are a total of eighteen layers of hell, and after careful calculation, at least 20,000 people have been imprisoned by Yin Lao.

Su Ming was secretly surprised, this yin old man was really not human, he completely treated these monks as animals.

There are so many people in captivity who provide him with a soul source, and he does all this just to save one person.

After Su Ming carefully observed, he found that the cultivators at this level were relatively ordinary, and they could be regarded as coming to Emperor Lu to make up the number of people.

Find your way down and look down on it layer by layer.

The eighteen-layer hell modeled after each other has a relatively large number of people on the top five layers, and each layer is at least a thousand or more.

The number of people on the middle six floors is relatively small, but there are also six or seven hundred. And the cultivation of these people is stronger than that of the monks of the upper five layers.

Walking here, Su Ming has seen eleven layers of hell. The souls of these people alone are enough to squeeze out a huge soul source.

Although Su Ming wanted to use this opportunity to let his divine soul enter the heavenly level, he was not cruel to the point of Yin Lao.

The monks on the top five floors were in the worst situation, and they could die at any moment. Therefore, it is not a wise move to save them, but it will drag you down.

Su Ming is not a saint and cannot do the feat of saving the world.

On the emperor's road, everything must start from their own safety.

As for the people on the middle six floors, they are barely in sight, and they can be rescued when necessary. Although these people are weak, their souls are still fluctuating and spreading, and they will not die easily if they are rescued.

Su Ming stood between the eleventh and twelfth floors and let out a long breath, then walked down the dark and gloomy steps.

He had a hunch that starting from the twelfth floor, it would not be as simple as above.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly.

After passing through the prohibition of the twelfth layer, there was immediately a scorching wave of air rushing towards his face. If you look up, the facilities here are better than the above, and almost all of them are held in solitary confinement.

However, these monks suffered even more, because they were constantly suffering from the pain of the fire.

Flames burned in every cell, filling every corner. The flames weren't too intense, but the pain was staggering after burning day and night.

Su Ming flicked his fingers, and a cold light whistled out from his fingers. Immediately afterward, an endless icy aura spread out, filling the entire twelve layers imitating hell.

The scorching heat was gradually suppressed, and it turned cold.

The monks who were still conscious looked at Su Ming one after another.

Su Ming nodded at them and strode forward. Suddenly, he was surprised. Because in the front sat a young man. He exuded a fiery red color all over his body, as if he was cultivating.

After Su Ming looked at it carefully, he thought that this person had become enlightened after suffering at this level.

Because he is cultivating, and he is cultivating fire attribute spell supernatural powers.

is a talent.

Su Ming stared at him seriously for a while, walked directly past him, and went to the thirteenth floor to imitate hell.

The number of people on the thirteenth floor is smaller than that of the twelfth, and the environment on this level is very special.

If the upper layer is roasted by fire, then here it has to endure endless cold. It's the kind of cold that freezes blood to the point of coagulation......

In the middle of this level, there is a small iceberg. The cold air emitted spread out, enveloping every corner of this layer. The iceberg was covered with dense mysterious patterns, as if it was absorbing the soul power of this layer of monks.

Su Ming admired Yin Lao's methods more and more.

In order to get the source of the soul and save the woman in the coffin, everything is done.

I thought that the torture instruments were shocking enough, but after seeing the eighteen layers of hell that were imitated, I felt that those torture instruments were simply pediatrics.

The monks imprisoned here are living a life that is worse than death, and for them now, death seems to be a luxury.

The thirteen-time monks were almost without exception, and all of them were frozen into ice sculptures. However, the cold is not fatal, even if it is frozen into an ice sculpture, there is still a faint breath of life spreading.

That's a great way to do that.

Su Ming stomped on the soles of his feet, and the power quickly spread, suppressing the cold qi emitted by the iceberg. At the same time, the mysterious lines on the iceberg are also melting rapidly.

For about a quarter of an hour, this time there was a dense and crisp sound.

The monks who had been frozen into ice sculptures came out of the trap.

Their faces were pale, but they were still conscious.

"Brother, you—Were you also captured by that vicious old fellow?"

Someone asked stubbornly.

Su Ming shook his head.

"So what do you do? Are you his accomplice? ”

"I wasn't his accomplice, nor was I caught by him. I'm currently staying at the Yama Hall Inn, and I came here because I was curious about the Yama Hall Inn, so I investigated it. ”

Su Ming looked around, "How long have you all been locked up here?" ”

"I don't know about the others, I've been imprisoned here for at least fifty years."

The monk who accosted Su Ming said.

"It's been a long time."

Su Ming said lightly.

"Brother, I advise you to leave the Yama Hall Inn quickly, otherwise, sooner or later, you will end up like us."

His eyes were filled with boundless hatred, "This old fellow's methods are so cruel that death in his hands has become extravagant." I see that your cultivation is good, but don't bury your own good future. ”

Su Ming chuckled, "His methods are indeed extraordinary, but I haven't taken him seriously yet." I wanted to know what he was going to do, or I'd have killed him. Besides, he didn't really do anything to me now......"

Su Ming's words attracted ridicule from many people.

Su Ming sneered, these people are really uninteresting. Obviously, he ended up so miserably, and he still had time to make fun of others.

To put it mildly, you deserve to end up like this.

Su Ming glanced at the guy who persuaded him to leave, and with a wave of his palm, he directly broke through the prison, "You are in good shape, just leave with me." ”

His eyes widened in disbelief, "I—Can I go?" ”

"Don't worry, Yin Lao won't find out in a short time. However, even if he found out, it wouldn't be a big deal. ”

Su Ming said indifferently.

The other monks were stunned, and after coming back to their senses, they begged Su Ming to save them. Su Ming continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard it. The monk he rescued hurried to follow him.