The eerie and terrifying tongue pulling hell is the first layer of the eighteen layers of hell, and the tall black stone pillar stands aside, and two words are faintly visible, tongue pulling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flames of hell burned on all sides, and in the faint red, countless iron pillars were erected in the middle, and from top to bottom, thousands of steel hooks were hung, and a handful of faint, evil spirits hung from them.

The mouth was bleeding profusely, and the tongue was drawn out very long, and it was cruelly hung on a steel hook.

The dying souls, although they are all evil and deserve their sins, look so pitiful, helplessly hung on them and shaken, and anyone who looks at them trembles physically and mentally.

Zuo Qingkong's hands were hung high by iron chains, his legs were also firmly tied to a pillar by iron chains, his eyes looked at him without blinking, and the tortured person who was hung was like everything here, which had nothing to do with him, and his face was surprisingly calm.

He didn't know if he could bear this kind of pain, maybe he couldn't, he had to bear it.

The flames are high and low, the handsome face, reflected in the red, the deep and dark eyes, are rendered by the flames, but the heart is glad, fortunately Sisi was not caught, otherwise, just take a look, he has been scared to death.

The Hades sat firmly across from the dangling steel hook, staring at the left clear sky without blinking.

He wanted to see a trace of fear on his face, but he stared at it for a long time, and he couldn't see anything, and his heart became even more angry.

Behind him, there were many ghosts standing, except for the black and white two differences, the rest were Zuo Qingkong's subordinates, including Mo Lanxue, all of them looked at Zuo Qingkong who was tied to the pillar, none of them dared to intercede, the king of Hades has an order, and the intercessor is guilty of the same crime, who dares?

The two executioners, holding steel hooks in their hands, shook and waited for an order to start the execution on Zuo Qingtian.

Zuo Qingtian looked at the steel hook in the executioner's hand, and slowly lowered his head, knowing that he would be tortured in hell little by little, and he would be cut by a thousand knives, which was only the first step.

Seeing that he bowed his head, the Hades King was a little pleased, and couldn't help but ask excitedly, "Ling Yi, do you regret it?" ”

Zuo Qingkong lowered his head, looked to the side, and did not speak, even if he regretted it, he would not say, if he regretted it, it was equivalent to thinking about it, how could he be willing to speak.

When the Hades King saw himself asking, Zuo Qingkong dared not say a word, he was angry, and his hand holding the seat trembled.

In anger, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand and pointed at Zuo Qingtian, and shouted sharply, "Execute immediately." ”

As soon as he shouted, where did the executioner dare to hesitate, and the clear sky approached in both directions.

Zuo Qingkong closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and warned himself from his heart, don't hold on, don't hold on.

The ghost behind the Hades King, no one could bear to see their boss being tortured, his eyes were gone, Mo Lanxue even covered his mouth and cried, if it weren't for her, probably he wouldn't have today, she really regretted dying.

The executioner walked in front of Zuo Qingtian, one of them held up Zuo Qingkong's chin mercilessly, Zuo Qingkong opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of coldness, and the other executioner, the steel hook in his hand was raised in front of his eyes.

In the next second, his tongue will be hooked and hung up, just like those tortured.

His eyes were on the hook, he wanted to break his chin out of the hands of the executioner, but he only moved slightly, and he still held back, why struggle, since he chose, he could only accept it!

The executioner, who pinched his chin, sighed and said, "Spirit Lord, I'm sorry! ”

As he spoke, the hook was already in his mouth.

He held back the uneasiness in his heart, closed his eyes, and accepted it, he knew that in the next second, he might die of pain because he couldn't stand such pain, he would faint in pain, his hands clenched into fists, but he could only hold on!

At that hook, the second it was about to hook Zuo Qingkong's mouth.

The Immortal King was suddenly shocked, "Wait! ”。

At the sound of an order, the executioner could only stop and stand by on the spot.

The Hades King got up from his chair and walked towards Zuo Qingtian step by step, and when he was three steps away from Zuo Qingtian, he suddenly stopped, calmed down, and asked patiently, "Ling Yi, I'll ask you one last time, is it too late for you to regret it now?" ”

Although the voice is not too loud, it can be heard in the ears of the ghosts, and there is some surprise, this is the opportunity for the Hades King to give his family boss, as long as his family boss says a soft word, the punishment can be waived, and they all looked at Zuo Qingtian with expectant eyes.

Zuo Qingkong slowly opened his eyes, although he looked at the Hades King with a dead and uncomplaining look, he didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Don't speak, you have to know that after receiving this punishment, even if you don't die in the future, you won't have a chance to speak again, do you really have nothing to say?"

Zuo Qingkong smiled, his smile was a little helpless, in the future, how could he not die in the future, but since he wanted him to speak, just as he wished, he spoke unhurriedly, "Uncle Ming, I hope you are a talker, if one day, she passes by the reincarnation path, please don't embarrass her!" ”

Zuo Qingkong thought, there is nothing to say, only this one sentence, if his words don't count, then wouldn't he have to sacrifice in vain?

After speaking, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Hades is angry, this kid, is he trying to be angry with him? It's true that the more you train, the less you grow.

Although his face was calm, he couldn't help but feel impetuous, and his voice was thunderous, and he ordered the black and white two cha behind him, "Bring me the Soul Whip, I will punish him and do it myself." ”

As soon as the three words of the Soul Whip came out, everyone was terrified.

Zuo Qingkong couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at the Hades, but quickly put his eyes away.

Soul Whip, an ordinary spirit body, no one can withstand ten whips, and the god form is destroyed, and it is only a few whips.

Zuo Qingkong couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, the Hades King did it himself, with his mana, even if he had Taoism, he probably couldn't exceed ten whips, right?

That's fine, probably no other punishment will be required, and the Hades King will really take care of him.

Hades took the whip from Yin Cha's hand and walked step by step in front of Zuo Qingtian.

The Soul Whip, the color of blood red, was held in the hand of the Hades, and it looked extremely terrifying.

The Hades King himself is very majestic, with black clothes, reflecting the firelight, a burly figure, and resentful eyes, standing in front of Zuo Qingtian.

The Immortal was furious, and the fire grew, and all the onlookers shuddered.

The whip was raised, and his blade-like eyes shot at Zuo Qingtian, and a few words squeezed out between his teeth, "Hold back, as long as you dare to speak, I will assume that you regret it, and you know the next consequences." ”

As soon as the words came out, there was a crisp sound of "pop", Zuo Qingkong's chest, instantly a blood red, the whole body couldn't help but tremble, the pain was a little unbearable, the pain was devastating, he almost fainted, he didn't dare to speak, where did he dare, if he made a sound, it would be tantamount to admitting defeat, and the next person to suffer was Sisi.

Gritted his teeth and endured it, endured it, even though his teeth were about to be crushed! But it can't stop the pain!

The Hades King saw it in his eyes and knew that he could endure this whip, but there were few spirits that passed through his hand and there were more than three whips, so how many whips could he hold onto?

Gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and another whip.

The technique is extremely good, a whip goes down, and it is drawn impartially on the same wound. The blood-red whip marks have deepened a lot, and the white clothes, because of these two whips, have been penetrated by the red.

Looking at Zuo Qingtian again, he probably bit his mouth, although his head hung down and he had fainted, his mouth was dripping blood on the ground drop by drop.

The angry Hades King held the whip's hand, trembling non-stop, he actually endured it like this, really didn't say anything, and angrily yelled at the executioner on the side, "Don't let him faint, wake me up?" ”

Where have the two executioners seen the Hades King have such a big temper, they are not lightly frightened, where do they dare to slacken, pour a basin of soul water, and splash it on the left clear sky.

Zuo Qingkong woke up instantly, and slowly raised his head, his hair was dripping with water, water and blood were mixed, and the wet red rendered the entire chest.

Seeing that he was awake, Hades gritted his teeth angrily and asked, "Say, it hurts, or doesn't it hurt?" ”

Zuo Qingkong was weak, his eyes lost their previous profundity, he glanced at the Hades King weakly, his head hung down unconsciously, bitter, and his voice was extremely weak, "Uncle Hades, even if you fight, why bother-ask." ”