Chen Xing climbed on the knife mountain silently, silently observing, thinking about the way to liberation.

This time the scene mode is unprecedented, and if you enter the scene in the mode of pure soul body, all the previous accumulation is equivalent to being in vain, whether it is talent or special items, it will not play any role.

The current body is so weak that it is not as good as an ordinary imp, so how can you complete the task and kill the bull head and horse face, and even the king of Hades?

Or can you just use your strategy to complete the main task and leave the scene?

The sharp blade pierced the skin and flesh again and again, but because it was a soul body, each time it pierced, it would return to its original state after being pulled out, leaving only the feeling of the blade cutting through the skin muscles and the ice iron rubbing against the bones.

It's just that, maybe the terrain of this knife mountain is special, every time you stab the body, it will not damage the soul body, and there will be no light spots escaping in the body like being whipped by a ghost.

This mountain of knives is extremely high, but the pain and exhaustion on the body are accumulated little by little.

Chen Xing didn't know how long he had climbed, and he didn't know that he had been pierced tens of millions of times before finally climbing to the top of the mountain. There is a chance to rest.

His mouth was dry, and there was a clear spring on the top of the mountain, and he immediately pounced on it. Then pat his belly and fall to the side to rest.

When the little imp saw him drinking water and resting, he didn't care about him, but when the hour came, he directly whipped him off the top of the mountain, and rolled all the way down the steep cliff full of sharp blades, and his body was injured by ten thousand knives, and he was scarred, and he rolled down to the foot of the mountain.

Chen Xing took a deep breath and continued to climb.

For now, there is hardly any way to escape. The purpose of this underworld is to punish and not to kill.

In other words, in this Daoshan Hell, although it is inhumane and painful, at least for the time being, there will be no worries about life.

As for the way to get out of the predicament, we can only think about it slowly.

Over and over again.

Reincarnation is endless, forever.

In the endless climbing, Chen Xing saw that the marks on the eyebrows of other ghosts were different, they were all numbers, most of them started with six characters such as "64, 63, 62", and the smaller the number in the center of the eyebrows, the fewer ghosts.

This number seems to represent the remaining sentence in this sword mountain hell.

The smaller the number of the eyebrows, the more sluggish and silent the ghosts, as if they had been climbing in this hell for millions of years, and their souls merged into this mountain of knives, lost themselves in the endless torture, and became climbing machines.

I don't know how long it has been, and Chen Xing doesn't know how many Sword Mountains he has climbed, how many times he has reached the top of the mountain, how many times he has been pulled down from the mountain, and how many times he has been pierced by the blade, everything in this Sword Mountain Hell is still the same.

Depressing, depressing, and suffocating.

The new ghosts all fell straight from the sky, and they couldn't find any way to leave. The little ghosts who guarded it were even more tireless, patrolling day and night, never slacking off.

Chen Xing crawled silently, even though he was used to the pain, but the stinging pain still made his nerves tremble every time.

At some point, he was on the same hillside as a fat ghost, and when he saw that he was about to overtake him, the fat man suddenly said, "Why do you work so hard, no matter how much you climb, you will stay in this hell for the same time." Just because you climbed a few more mountains won't give you even a second to reduce your sentence. ”

Chen Xing turned his head to look at him, and found that although the fat man was talking to him, his eyes were looking in the other direction. Obviously, he was afraid of the punishment of the little ghost, but he was really uncomfortable, so he used this method.

Chen Xing looked at the number "63" at the center of his eyebrows and said, "But climbing to the top of the mountain, you can rest for an hour, and there is still water to drink, isn't it?"

"Rest?"

The fat man smiled: "It takes at least five days or more to climb a mountain, but there is only one hour to rest, and you will be drawn to the foot of the mountain...... What is an hour compared to this sentence?"

"As for drinking water? Hehe, we're already ghosts anyway, even if we're thirsty and hungry, we won't really die of thirst, what's the use of drinking water. If it weren't for that little ghost, I'd rather sleep on this knife mountain than move. ”

Chen Xingdao: "You have been persisting for a year, and in another sixty-three years, you should be able to leave this place and go to reincarnation, right?"

"A year?"

The fat man grinned and showed his red throat hole, and laughed: "Do you think the number on our forehead is in 'years'?"

Chen Xing was stunned: "Isn't it?"

The fat man was like crazy, and he sneered: "This is the seventh layer of the eighteen-layer hell, Dulu Nandan Daoshan Hell, and all the ghosts who come to this layer of hell will be sentenced to sixty-four ...... 10,000 years!"

"Ten thousand years!"

Chen Xing exclaimed. It immediately occurred to me that there was an ancient saying that "one day in the sky and one year underground", and it seems understandable that the concept of time is different in this underworld.

But the fat man said, "And do you think that this day in the underworld is the same as the day on earth? The 'layers' of the eighteen layers of hell do not refer to the upper and lower spaces, but to the difference in time and criminal law. Especially when it comes to time.

For example, the first level of the tongue-pulling hell takes 3,750 years on earth as a day, 30 days as a month, and December as a year, and the guilty must serve 10,000 years in this prison before they can leave. And if you convert it to the number of years in the human world...... That's 13.5 billion years. ”

The fat man sneered: "Besides, the second-level scissors hell is based on 7,500 years in the world, and the sentence is double that of the first layer, and the sinner must serve 20,000 years in this prison, which is converted into 54 billion years in the world."

And the seventh-layer Daoshan Hell where we are located, 240,000 years in the human world is only counted as one day in this hell, and the sentence is even more than 640,000 years, which is converted into the number of years in the human world, which is ...... Fifty-five trillion two thousand nine hundred sixty trillion years!

Besides, the degree of pain in these eighteen layers of hell is twenty times more painful than the previous one. If the level of pain in the first layer of Light Dwelling in the Hell of Pulling Out the Tongue is '1', then the level of pain in the second layer of the Hell of the Void and the Scissors is '20', the level of pain in the third layer of the Sangjudu Iron Tree Hell is '400', and the level of pain in the fourth layer of the Sin Mirror Hell is ' 8,000', the pain level of the fifth layer of the Steamer Hell is 160,000, the pain level of the sixth layer of the Grass Uppi Iron Pillar Hell is 3.2 million, and the pain level of the seventh layer of the Dulu Nandan Daoshan Hell where we are located is 64 million times that of the first layer......"