In the blazing first layer of hell, those walking corpses who were wandering aimlessly, as soon as they saw Luo Sheng reappear, they immediately rushed towards Luo Sheng's direction like a tide.

With the first and second experiences, Luo Sheng is already confident. He quickly dodged to the body of the cyclops, whispered "I'm sorry", and directly gouged out the huge eyeballs of the cyclops, holding them high above his head.

As he expected, all the walking dead stopped moving forward, and their faces showed horror.

This is what they fear the most, even if the cyclops dies, they are afraid of its eyeball.

As long as these tireless walking corpses can be feared, then serving as a jailer for the Cyclops is no longer an impossible thing to do.

Luo Sheng found the tallest iron tree, performed the second dragonfly of the extreme footwork, twisted his body and jumped to the highest point of this iron tree, hung the huge single eye between the two branches, and looked down at the angle of looking down, "staring" closely at the iron tree.

After doing all this, Luo Sheng jumped under the iron tree, showed his dragon blood sword, and shouted at those walking corpses with a majestic face: "You bastards who live by slander, I thought you were being bullied, and you also mistakenly killed the jailer who guarded the tongue-pulling hell, and made a mistake, so that you have to make up for the amount of work that the previous jailer did not complete here!" Now you all line up for me, and stick your tongues out by the way, if anyone dares to make trouble or disobeys the orders of me, the new jailer, the dragon blood sword in my hand will definitely not spare you! I'm going to send you straight to the eighteenth floor of hell! ”

I don't know if the walking dead understood Luo Sheng's roar, or if Luo Sheng's tone and expression were very terrifying, in short, after such a roar, the order of the tongue-pulling hell immediately returned to its original state. The walking dead all obediently lined up, slowly moved their bodies, and walked in front of Luo Sheng one by one.

Luo Sheng grabbed the dragon blood sword in his hand, raised the sword in his hand, and directly cut off the tongue of the walking dead at the front.

The walking dead screamed, then bowed to Luo Sheng gratefully, and then disappeared.

For it, his karma is gone, and so is it.

After cutting out the first tongue, Luo Sheng's heart was much more stable. Before, he thought that this was a cruel thing, and it was a little unbearable just thinking about it, but after cutting out the first tongue, he knew that this was not cruelty, but that he was removing the karma for these sinful people, and if the karma was removed, he could disappear from the boundless hell, which was also doing good.

In this way, the gratitude of the first walking dead is logical.

Luo Sheng's heart was settled, and the dragon blood sword in his hand became proficient, and he even began to practice his basic swordsmanship in this seemingly cruel process.

At first, it was just a walking corpse standing in front of him, but then Luo Sheng was too slow and simply let them line up in a row and cut them all with a sword.

First there was a row of ten walking dead, then a row of twenty walking dead, then thirty walking dead in a row, forty walking dead and fifty walking dead......

This benefit, firstly, greatly saves him time to break through the first layer of hell, and secondly, it exercises his endurance and basic swordsmanship, making his sword move foundation more stable.

In this way, I don't know how much time has passed, Luo Sheng gradually entered a state of calm. He had almost forgotten what he was here for, and who he was.

It seems that it is his mission to remove the karma of sinful people.

As he can handle more and more walking dead at the same time, faster and faster, there are fewer and fewer walking dead in tongue-pulling hell, and the air becomes clearer and clearer.

After dealing with another wave of walking dead, Luo Sheng shouted, "Next row!" ”

However, there are no more walking dead. The whole hell of tongue pulling has been completely emptied.

Luo Sheng suddenly realized that before he knew it, time had passed for a long time.

Master Yang Zhifan once said that if you want to break through the first layer of hell, you must complete all the tasks of the first layer of jailers "living in light". According to the length of service of the first-layer jailers and the number of walking corpses on the first-layer, Luo Sheng estimated that it would take tens of thousands of years to clean them all up.

Could it be that he has been in the first layer of hell for tens of thousands of years? Time in the Plane Illusion is much slower than real time, if you have been here for tens of thousands of years, then in real time, you should have passed hundreds of thousands of years.

Judging from such a time, it is absolutely impossible for normal people to break through the first layer of hell. Fortunately, Luo Sheng is in the door of death, in the time wormhole opened by the samiba worm orange with his life, and what happens in the time wormhole, whether it is tens of thousands of years or hundreds of millions of years, is actually just a moment.

Luo Sheng suddenly felt that he had woken up from the chaos, and all the past in the hellish plane was rewound in his mind, and finally, he found the path to enter the door of death.

Luo Sheng felt that his body was floating in the air again, as if the foot that had crossed the door of death before was about to step on it, and he was indeed stepping on it-

When his feet finally touched the ground, the dazzling brilliance of the Death's Door vanished, and the massive Shamiba worm collapsed like a deflated balloon.

The moment his feet stepped on the land of the real world, Luo Sheng felt time again, and he could clearly distinguish the changes in every second in his heart.

"Master, how are you? Failed? The sound of the insect resounded in his still somewhat chaotic mind.

"Failure?" Luo Sheng paused for a moment to get a more accurate sense of the real world time, and gradually got used to it. "No, worm, on the contrary, I succeeded. When I lifted my feet and crossed the door of death, I had already entered the wormhole of time, and when you saw me landing, I had already broken through the first layer of hell and returned after tens of thousands of years. ”

The worm immediately shouted in surprise: "Oh my God! Master! You did it! That's great! That's great! ”

Luo Sheng looked back and saw that the samiba orange had been completely paralyzed, leaving only a layer of white skin, and the essence in its body had all been consumed. Inside its white skin, there is a small larva that is smaller than a human hair, constantly rolling and struggling.

"Worm, no wonder you say that the samiba worm is a small bug." Luo Sheng's longan accurately found the newly reincarnated samiba larvae and carefully held them in the palm of his hand.

"Orange, I have consumed your 500,000-year-old essence, this affection, I will not forget. You have to survive well, and if anyone dares to bully you, you will come to me. If I am already dead, then you will come to my descendants, this is my promise to you by Luo Sheng. ”