There is an ancient legend that people stand on the earth for the yang, and ghosts lie in the underworld for the yin.

There are eighteen layers of the underworld, and there are evil ghosts on all levels.

Lin Muhua, who was wrapped in a dark red 'coat', once again experienced the torture of the collapse of all five organs. Under the extreme pain, a barren land seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and ghostly white fire was scorching the earth.

Hideous-looking little ghosts were hovering around, whipping Lin Muhua's body with bamboo whips. Suddenly, a more than one meter tall and somewhat sturdy evil ghost jumped out of it, waving an iron chain to pull out his tongue, and scraping it off one by one with a knife, Lin Muhua felt a heart-rending pain every time, but his body was tightly held by the little ghost under him, and he couldn't move, just watching his tongue being cut into thin slices.

Blood gushed out, staining the demon's hands red, but it continued to do so with joy. After a cup of tea, the demon stopped what he was doing and motioned for the imps to move on to the next location. Lin Muhua was lifted up and walked along a mountain road to the deep mountains, where a demon with a similar body was already waiting for Mu Hua with scissors in his hand.

His hands were put into a special torture instrument, and before he could react, his fingertips were cut off by the evil ghost as soon as he could react, and they all said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and no one could empathize with the pain. Cut from evening to midnight, the bone claws were gone, and only the pieces scattered on the ground remained.

With a strange laugh, the imps lifted Lin Muhua again, and this time they did not intend to go down the mountain road, but came to the edge of the cliff, and threw Muhua into the abyss without stopping for a moment.

"That's it" Lin Muhua no longer saw any hope, it was better to be tortured again. But who would have thought that under that abyss is an endless iron tree. The sharp branches pierced Mu Hua's body in an instant, growing in his body, his bones were broken, his internal organs were broken, and hysterical screams echoed in the valley.

When Lin Muhua woke up again, the iron tree was gone, and only his torn body was locked in a closed container, which was obviously made of bamboo but could not be torn apart. The temperature inside the container was getting higher and higher, and his body writhed in pain like a salted worm, and he could smell the smell of cooked meat coming from his body, and the blood was flowing through his body like hot lava, baking the internal organs.

When the container is emptied, the surrounding scene is no longer what it used to be. In the snowy mountains, someone was kneeling naked in the snow, and a little ghost behind him was constantly whipping him. The temperature around is getting colder and colder, and the wind and snow are like beasts of prey.

I don't know how long later, the wind and snow dissipated, and Lin Muhua had already covered his body with snow, and his whole body was severely frostbitten. With a slight touch, the toes turn into ice slag. When he was about to lose consciousness, Lin Muhua only felt that there was a woman behind him hugging him tightly, and the warmth had not diminished even in this cold wind.

After a while, the closed eyes opened again, and the body returned to Mu Hua's control.

The previous imp reappeared, dragging Mu Hua's feet and walking forward.

Under the snow-capped mountain, there is a pool of blood, and countless stone mills are placed in the pool. The imps laughed and put Mu Hua in one of the stone mills. As the millstone turned, Mu Hua's flesh, bones, and internal organs were ground into a mash, and those little ghosts were cheering and jumping with their wine glasses, which were gradually filled with freshly squeezed blood.

He wanted to resist, but he didn't even have the strength to lift the stone plate, and his body was being polished clean little by little, and it was piled up on the ground along with the exit. Mu Hua, who turned into flesh, had no pain, he only felt that his body was reorganized, and the flesh began to turn into flesh and bones, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe felt like being in a fairyland.

After a short time, the demons saw that their bodies had recovered, and threw Mu Hua into the stone mill, and their flesh was torn apart again. Mu Hua roared angrily, struggling with the last bit of strength to finally break free from the shackles of the stone mill, and the bone claws were already covered with barbs at some point, hysterically waving to tear the imps who had tormented him to pieces, but the bone claws actually passed through the bodies of these imps.

A new stone mill fell from the sky, no matter how he dodged, the stone mill pressed Mu Hua under him like Chongyue, and the evil ghosts not far away ran over, pushing the stone plate to polish Mu Hua again.

The cycle went on and on, and it wasn't until the ninth time that they stopped their movements, not to end the torture, but because they couldn't push with all their strength, and the man in the graphite became indestructible, but he couldn't help it.

Breaking free from the shackles of the stone plate, Mu Hua stood on top of the pool of blood, and the little ghost knelt down under him at some point, and his figure was gradually fading. When he came back to his senses, Mu Hua found that he was still in the basement, and the instruments that bound him earlier had been reduced to pieces and scattered all over the ground. Looking at his body, as if in an illusion, the bone claws were more than twice as thick, covered with barbs, and the sharp fingertips seemed to tear everything apart. The bone armor around his body has become much thinner, but it is harder than ever. Squatting down, looking at the reflection in the pool of blood, I saw that the two eyes changed from the white eyes and black pupils of human beings to dark red, and cracked into the abyssal giant mouth behind the ears, with teeth like giant sharks.

"Subject 9643's energy value has broken through the thousand-sized threshold and reached the median thousand-thousand!" Weng Tian stared at the values on the monitor, watching the red line break through the scale of the thousand-captain, and leap to the middle of the thousand-captain, and the 'Tanatos' developed by himself was so successful, he was not only excited.

"Elder Shen, what do you think?" Zhang Ju on the side was also ecstatic at this time, and the effect of the new drug was even better than expected.

"What are you excited about? Hundreds of billions of dollars have been invested in research, but you still have the face to be happy when you advance the median commander to the median commander? Shen Lao's words were like a storm in the cold winter, which instantly blew out the hearts of the rest of the people present, "If you are not at the level of a general, you are just a miscellaneous soldier at the border." Didn't you see the reaction of the commander just now? Is that kind of pain endurable by ordinary people? ”

"No, Shen Lao, just now it was only the first stage, theoretically the second stage to the third stage can reach the level of the general" Weng Tian hurriedly explained, just now I was afraid that Mu Hua would not be able to bear it, and she did not dare to use a large dose of 'Tanetos'.

"Phase one? Li Yun! Unexpectedly, after listening to Weng Tian's explanation, Shen Lao became even more angry.

"In!" Li Yun was already in a cold sweat, and it was not a good thing to be named at this time.

"Is that black gas a ghost?".

"Yes, not long ago, I relied on my ancestral secret technique to spy on the consciousness of that test subject, and found that there were two souls" Li Yun didn't dare to lie, and told everything he knew. The Shen Lao in front of him not only has extremely high power in Kyushu, but he is also one of the five people who killed the dominant Shenfeng, and is known as the savior by the people of the world.

"The side effects that you can only endure by relying on the living soul and the dead soul, you want to use it on my soldiers in Kyushu?" Without waiting for Weng Tian and the others to answer, Shen Lao had already slammed the door and left.