Chapter 1 Hell World, Is This My Country?

In the year 4088 of the Hell calendar, the first day of the second month.

There is no sun in the sky, and it is not night. The black and red clouds formed a large lump, like the face of the devil, covering an area of 3.6 million square kilometers above the palace of King Qin Guang, the sulfur gargled down, the wind whined, like a lonely ghost wailing, the ground was like a red-hot iron block, exuding layers of heat waves outward, not far away, there were countless hideous and terrifying ghosts, struggling in pain in the never-extinguishing fire lake, their mouths, let out a desperate roar, the sound was extremely poignant.

On the right side of the palace of King Qin Guang, there is a wicked mirror platform, the platform is one zhang high, the mirror is ten around, hanging to the east, and the horizontal batch of seven characters: there is no good person in front of the evil mirror platform. Shanglian: I can't bring 10,000 taels of gold. Downlink: There is only sin in your life.

Now.

Bi Xia was wearing cold iron shackles on his hands and feet, and was being escorted by two ghosts, walking towards the city gate of the palace of King Qin Guang, as if he realized that something was wrong, Bi Xia suddenly stopped and shouted. "Wait!"

What the hell is this place?

Bi Xia looked around, the black and red clouds in the sky hung low, it seemed that they could collapse at any time, the air was full of sulfur, the ground under his feet was hot, overflowing with layers of heat, and not far away, countless hideous-faced ghosts, in a lake of fire with no end in sight, the burned bodies were constantly twisting and bending.

"Woo woo ......" Seeing the scene in front of him, Bi Xia was about to cry, he clearly remembered that today was his wedding day, more than ten good brothers on weekdays, in his new house for marriage, there was a hole in the room, and he and his wife were exhausted, and those guys still didn't stop.

Especially Zhang Zhou, he said something hateful: "Hey, Bi Xia, the wife you married, but the goddess we all have, tonight, we played you badly, you can't play your wife, how about it, brothers treat you well?" ”

Hearing this, Bi Xia patted his chest at that time. "Brothers, please let the horse come, even if you toss me to death, as soon as you leave, as soon as my wife's clothes are taken off, haha, I will be resurrected on the spot, not to brag with my brothers, within three hours, the battle with your sister-in-law will not stop at all."

Boom!

As soon as Bi Xia finished saying this, he heard the bright moon and starry sky outside the wedding room, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder, and then, as soon as his eyes were dark, he didn't know anything, and when he came to his senses, he appeared here.

At this time, Bi Xia realized it in hindsight. "Could it be that this is the legend, pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning?"

But......

Dude, I pretended to be a little force, why did I come here? Moreover, his hands and feet were still shackled? Could it be that these guys are playing a prank? A new twist on the haunted house?

However, where did you find the props on this scene? It's even more realistic than a haunted house!

Thinking of this, Bi Xia turned around impatiently and said to the two ghosts who escorted him: "Zhang Zhou, Liu Xiaopang, do you think that if you wear a set of beggar clothes, make yourself inhuman, ghost or ghost, and then smear some black charcoal on your face, I won't recognize you?" With all due respect, you two guys, even if you turn to ashes, I recognize you, hurry up and let go of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to go with your sister-in-law hehe. As he spoke, Bi Xia used the shackles he wore in his hand to push a ghost on his right.

See here.

The two ghosts glanced at each other blankly, and then continued to escort Bi Xia towards the gate of King Qin Guang's Palace.

Bi Xia smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Zhang Zhou, Liu Xiaopang, you two bastards, are you still pretending to be a ghost with me here? Tonight, if you two delay Lao Tzu's good deeds, Lao Tzu will break off your friendship! ”

Merely......

Before the two ghosts could answer Bi Xia's words, a cold electronic synthesis sound suddenly sounded in Bi Xia's mind. "Welcome to the Hell World, this is in front of the city gate of King Qin Guang's Palace."

What was that?

Bi Xia looked around in fright, however, the electronic synthesized sounds in his head sounded one after another.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Bi Xia for successfully activating the "Strongest Summoning and Pretending System"."

"Ding, congratulations to the host and get the Starter Pack."

With the sound of the system voice in his head, a light curtain window popped up in front of Bi Xia's eyes, and some personal information about Bi Xia was displayed on the window.

Host: Bixia

Title: Emperor of Hell

Mission: Rule the entire world of hell

"The strongest summoning system? Hell World? Woo woo...... "Bi Xia has the heart to die, Lao Tzu is special, but in front of his good buddies, he pretended to be a little forced, who provoked whom, he was confused, why did he come to the hell world?"

It's fake, it must be a prank by their gang of bastards.

Or rather.

I'm already asleep, and this is the world of dreams?

"Shhh

Bi Xia pinched his face, grinned in pain, and gasped. Unconsciously, Bi Xia's back was soaked in cold sweat, and a chill rushed straight to his head from the soles of his feet.

"Is this really hell world? I, Bi Xia, really got the "Strongest Summoning Costume System"? Bi Xia asked in her heart. In his previous life, he had read countless online novels, and the male protagonists in those novels often obtained the system through crossing, and then beat the whole world that came through them.

Bite.

The voice of the system sounded again: "All this is true, the host Bi Xia, the soul has traveled to the hell world and won the title of "The Strongest Hell Emperor". ”

"What, I'm the Emperor of Hell? Woo woo...... "The matter has come to this, Bi Xia has finally accepted the reality in front of him, but specially, why is it the Emperor of Hell?" Bi Xia looked around, full of sadness.

This is my country!

Is this my country?

Bi Xia is about to cry, the emperor's rivers and mountains are picturesque, the people are all human beings, but my Bi Xia's rivers and mountains are hell world? My people, a bunch of ghosts?

"It's so terrifying here, I want to go back to Earth, I want to go back to the world!" Bi Xia roared inwardly.

Bite!

The system's voice rang out again. "Hint: The host completes the task, rules the entire hell world, kills or surpasses all the ghosts in the hell world, and becomes a real loner, that is, at that time, the hell world will only be left alone. The last link of the task, you only need to build a hell world according to the host's own wishes, you can return to the earth, in addition, you can also get the mysterious super invincible gift package, and when the host returns to the earth, you can climb to the sky in one step and go to the peak of life. Then, rule the Three Realms and dominate the universe. ”

Hearing the system's words, Bi Xia suddenly felt like a chicken. "Is there a time limit for this mission, and how big is this hell world?"

"There is no deadline for the mission, when the host completes the task, when will he be able to return to the earth, friendly reminder: one year of hell is equal to one day on the earth. As for how big is this hellish world? After each small task completed by the host, there will be specific data display. ”

"What, one year in hell is equal to one day on earth? Haha......" Bi Xia was ecstatic, and suddenly said excitedly: "Now, I have to complete the task." "Can Bixia not be excited?

As long as he completes the tasks assigned by the system as soon as possible, he will be able to return to the earth and see his goddess wife, relatives and friends. Moreover, listening to what the system says, you can also get a mysterious super invincible gift package and go to the peak of life. Dominate the Three Realms and dominate the universe?

(ps: ask for collection,)