In the vast continent, among the countless large and small power sects, there is a special force that exists in the world.

However, this force is too mysterious and unpredictable, it is rumored that it flourished to the extreme in endless years, but in the end, because it did too many things that made the immortal inheritance and super forces in the world unbearable, they had to join forces and destroy their base camp for life.

However, this terrible inheritance has never been broken, it has always existed in the world, and although they have experienced the terrible blow of endless years ago, they have survived, and now they have become extremely terrifying and powerful after countless years of accumulation.

It is known as the eighteenth layer of hell that no one in the world can be killed, and the immortal inheritance and super power are all eighteen layers of hell.

The existence of the eighteenth layer of hell is unknown to the vast continent, and it is not a place in charge of souls and ghosts, but a terrible organization that takes people's money and kills people.

It has been besieged and killed by the whole world, but it still survives in the long river of history.

This shows how terrible its inheritance is.

At this moment, in the darkest hall in the deepest part of the eighteen-story small world, there was a slender and fair-skinned figure, this person couldn't see the true face, and was shrouded in a thin haze, and he could only vaguely see his pale face, as if he was in the dark, so that his skin was mutated, and it seemed to be in a sub-healthy state, and the pale looked full of sickness.

This is an old man, who exudes the aura of death, but he is not dead, and his eyes shoot a brilliant blue light, which is extremely sensational in this darkness.

"Taking people's money and killing for others, this is the fundamental principle for the existence of my eighteenth layer of hell, even if I am old and have a few years to live, but for our glory and standards, I choose to make a move..."

The old man's white hair was sparse, the breath of death permeated all directions, and his longevity was short, but when he received the treasure that killed a celestial, he did not choose to return it, but chose to accept it.

"My life, I will announce that the eighteen layers of hell will reappear in the world. ”

The old man whispered, and then disappeared in place, obviously going to carry out the killing event.

What he wants to kill is a celestial being, if it is known, I don't know how terrifying it will be.

If he really killed a celestial, I am afraid that the entire vast continent will be shocked, and at that time, it will be the time when the eighteenth layer of hell will appear in the world again.

With the life of a celestial being, to deter the birth of the eighteen layers of hell, one can imagine how strong the effect will be.

Not because of anything else, just because it is a celestial, in this era of the end of the law, it can simply run rampant in the world, and even the immortal inheritances of all parties are difficult to have such a terrifying powerhouse, once killed, the shocking effect can be imagined.

"It's not good, why have I always felt restless and inexplicably uneasy lately..."Chu Lao's deity has always been only a hundred miles away from the Great Xia Dynasty

Yuan, incarnated into an ordinary old farmer, fishing by the river on weekdays in exchange for some money, eating earthly food, and living an ordinary life.

But today Chu Lao had a great crisis in his heart inexplicably, his mood was difficult to calm down, naturally it was not suitable for fishing, just wanted to get up, suddenly a blood sword came out of the void, and with a pop, it pierced into Chu Lao's body.

Although it didn't penetrate his vital point, there was a terrifying curse power on the blood sword.

Chu Lao never thought that someone would be able to discover his location and even cause injuries to him unknowingly.

"Hide the head and tail and give it to the old man. Boss Chu shouted, and used his means to explode the void, but the person who assassinated him had long since disappeared.

Chu Lao found that the other party only disappeared after piercing his body, and wanted to try to find it with the power of cause and effect, but unfortunately the void was empty, and there was no breath at all.

It's as if he had just been pierced through his body, and it was just his delusion.

"Oh no! my body is rotting, damn it, it's the breath of death..."

Chu Lao knew that the other party was far away, and before he could relax, he found that the place where his body was pierced emitted a rancid smell, and when he looked at it, he found that the wound had begun to fester, and that ulceration slowly spread around his body.

Laugh at!

Seeing this situation, Chu Lao cut off the flesh at the wound without saying a word, wanting to use this method to get rid of the decay of the body.

It's a pity that it's useless, the flesh and blood he was reborn from the same as the original, and there are strange rotten wounds.

"Damn, this is a curse technique, there is such a terrifying curse technique in the world! It seems that this time the old man is in a catastrophe!" Chu Lao no longer resisted, he knew that it was useless to resist.

Based on his observations, it was already known how terrifying the heavy curse was.

It was a celestial-level creature who had exhausted his life's cultivation to turn himself into a death curse and exerted it on his body, and his cultivation was only at the heaven-human level, and he could not escape the calamity of being killed by the death curse.

"This person's life is estimated to be not far from death, otherwise how could he turn himself into the power of death curse in order to kill me, he did not hesitate to use forbidden means to lurk around me and attack me, in order to apply the death curse to me, and after he left, he would transform himself in time and space, so as to cause my injuries and make me his cursed person..."

Old Chu said to himself, he didn't know who was going to kill him, but he knew that he couldn't hold out for long.

He came out of the world of fire, broke through his cultivation against the sky, and was considered to be reliving a lifetime, but now he can't escape the fact that he was assassinated.

A generation of celestials will be gloomy.

Zheng!

In the hall at the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell, the white-haired old man did not appear again, and what appeared was a bloody sword with blood, and this sword was stained with freshness

The breath of blood is the same as that of Chu Lao, and it is obviously transformed by Chu Lao's blood.

The blood sword channeled, and after the white-haired old man spent his body and died, he passed through the void and returned to the mysterious eighteenth layer of hell.

The eighteen-story hell hall is unfound, it is hidden in the void and unknown, like the hell where the soul is frequented, and it exists in legends.

However, the secret places of the eighteen layers of hell revealed in the world have always existed and never disappeared, and they claim that as long as the treasure you give is worth enough, they can kill for you, no matter how powerful the enemy is, as long as they dare to take on the task, there will be almost no one in the world who wants to kill.

The eighteenth layer of hell is so domineering and terrifying, it is simply unfathomable.

Even if their members walk in the world and live with ordinary people, no one can find any clues, their members may be anyone in the world, they may be a street beggar, they may be a luxurious aristocratic son, and of course, they may also be the lord of a great power.

It can be said that their members are all over the world, but no one can know about it, they will only appear in the eighteenth layer of hell if they receive the task of killing, and it is almost impossible for each member to know the identity of the other party, but there is a rule in the eighteenth layer of hell.