The stone had a splitting headache, his ears were filled with wails, the body of the stone slowly rose, and the black fire circle split into two flames, in opposite directions, climbing around the stone, and when it reached the top, the flames broke into the eyes of the stone, and there were black ripples rippling in front of him, and the stone seemed to be deprived of consciousness, and the whole person was motionless, and his eyes turned dark black, exuding a cold death atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where is this?" The stone muttered to himself.

The scene in front of me is shaking, no, it should be said that everything is shaking, the stone looks around, the fog is thick, the wilderness is empty, the stone groped a few steps forward, you can clearly hear the sound of water dripping, the stone looked down, the fog dispersed on its own, and under its feet was a lake hidden in the thick fog, what was even more terrifying was that the face of the stone was reflected on the surface of the lake----- his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were dark, and he could even see the thick death air above his head.

"What!" The stone took a few steps back in disbelief, then fell to his knees on the surface of the lake, and his hands shook the water so that he could see more clearly, and the stone was speechless for a long time, his lips trembled, and he said, "Am I dead?" ”

"Yes, you're dead." A rough voice came from behind, and when the stone turned his head to look, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he stammered, "Bull's head!" ”

Isn't the creature that appears in front of you the legendary soul messenger, the bull head?

"You're kind of knowledgeable." The bull head threw the iron rope in his hand as he spoke, and the iron rope was like a spirit snake, trapping the stone so that it could not move.

"Why did you see the bull's head, and where the hell is this?" The stone cried out unwillingly.

"Of course it's hell!" A shrill voice came from the side, answering the stone's question.

The stone looked in the direction of the sound, although it was expected, but it was still extremely shocked to see it with his own eyes, and the stone's voice trembled a little, and said, "Horse face! ”

The horse-faced rakshasa came out of the thick fog, his face full of sneers, and the iron chain in his hand was thrown out at random, connecting the iron chain on the stone, and the iron chain swayed in the air, making a clanging sound.

"Hell with us. Don't miss the hour. The horse-faced Rakshasa said impatiently.

"Well," Niu Tou nodded.

Then the horse-faced rakshasa took a step, dragging the stone, first dragging a garbage push, simple and rude.

"Why!" The stone shouted unconvincedly: "The bull head and horse face have never only hooked the souls of extremely evil people, although my stone is not a great mercy and good to the world in his life, but he is definitely not a criminal person." Why do you hook my soul! ”

"Oh?" The bull turned his head to look at the stone, shook his head and said, "Heaven and earth are divided into good and evil, but we are not divided. ”

"No distinction?" The stone thought that he had heard it wrong, and just now the bull head said that they did not distinguish between good and evil? In the cognition of the stone, the bull head and horse face represent hell, and hell is the home of the endless soul, holding the six realms of reincarnation, the balance of life and death. Hell represents a kind of order, and if this order is not divided into good and evil, then what kind of terrifying existence is hell?

"No distinction between good and evil? So what to divide! Stone hissed and asked.

"We don't distinguish anything, we only talk about the rules." Niu Tou Ah Pang was expressionless, and continued: "And hooking your soul is just entrusted by someone. ”

"Trusted? Hahaha, what a trustee! What a rule-only one! I'm not convinced! ”

Suddenly, the body of the stone emitted a blinding light, and with a click, the chain shattered. The stone rushed out of the light with a knife, aimed at the back of the horse, and slashed down with all his might!

"What!" Niu Tou didn't expect that the stone would suddenly become powerful, and he actually broke the trapped soul iron, and he didn't expect that the stone would be bold enough to take the initiative to attack!

The minotaur and horse face are the nightmare of many souls. As soon as many souls see the bull head and horse face, they will be frightened by the evil aura accumulated over the years, and they will have no power to fight back.

Everything came too fast, the bull head didn't have time to stop it, and Ma Mian didn't know what was going on behind it, the stone was cut down, and it actually tore the horse face rakshasa, and in the blink of an eye, the horse face rakshasa turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, is it because this trace of qi and blood has been consumed too much in the long years? He was killed with a knife. The bull head muttered.

"You're really impersonating." The stone held the black ring in his hand and said directly at the bull's head. How could a real horse-faced rakshasa be successfully attacked by him?

"Impersonation?" The bull head raised his head, looked at the stone, stared at the knife in the stone's hand, and suddenly the bull head laughed.

"You're good." The bull head paused for a moment and continued: "Your knife is also very good. ”

After speaking, the bull's head dissipated into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"What?" The stone was very puzzled by the act of "counterfeiting the head of the bull". Immediately, the stone tensed his nerves, and he didn't dare to relax at all, for fear that the "fake bull head" would play some tricks.

After a while, the space around him trembled violently and began to crumble. The stone's body glowed faintly, and some kind of summoning was heard in his ears.

"Really?"

On the prison plate, the black fire of the stone's eyes gradually faded, and in a few breaths, the stone's eyes returned to normal. Shi took a deep breath, buried all the thoughts in his heart, took a step, jumped forward, came to the front of Qiao Qiao, and said with a smile: "I passed." ”

"You've actually passed the training of hell!" Qiao Qiao said incredulously, looking at the stone like a monster.

"Sorry to disappoint you. I have already stepped through the five sufferings and passed the test. The stone said lightly.

"Impossible! Impossible, how could there be living beings through. No, I'm going to kill you, kill you! Qiao Qiao suddenly lost control, his expression became hideous and terrifying, his eyes were blood-red, his hair was scattered, and he stretched out his oozing ghost claws and grabbed at the throat of the stone.

The stone swayed, motionless, and the corners of its mouth curled up in a disdainful arc.

A gust of wind swept through the five bitter plates, and at the moment when Qiao Qiao made a move, Mi Lu held a spear in his hand, turned into a streamer, and crashed into the light cluster on the lower half of Qiao Qiao's body. The sharp spear pierced the light cluster, shattering the core of the light cluster, and the light cluster exploded at once, and the stars splashed everywhere, which was very beautiful.

"No!" Qiao Qiao felt that his power was instantly drained, and his soul was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Well done. This is what makes a qualified companion. Stone commented.

In fact, when Qiao Qiao made a move, Shi caught a glimpse of Mi Lu moving, so he wrapped his hands and chest, just waiting to watch the play. The strength of rice is still somewhat understood by stones.

"You're dead, and it's not doing me any good." Mi Lu said.

"That's how I feel, too."

After the stone finished speaking, his throat suddenly sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Prison is hard, it's really not easy." As he spoke, the stone sat down cross-legged and swallowed a pill that he had brought with him, and ran some kind of Dao method to heal his wounds.

Is it true that hell does not distinguish between good and evil? In the heart of the stone, he asked himself.