Fifteen trillion, two thousand nine hundred and sixty trillion years!

Sixty-four million times!

Are you kidding!

The time of the earth's existence is only four or five billion years...... Fifteen trillion two hundred and sixty trillion years, what kind of joke is this?

Obviously, it doesn't make a difference whether this number is fifteen trillion or fourteen trillion, because at this level, whether it is double or double, it no longer has any meaning.

Those sinners with the number below sixty on their eyebrows are just virtual NPCs created by the will of the earth, and if they really stay in this sword mountain hell for such a long time, even the most sane people will be insane.

Obviously, if you stay in this sword mountain hell, you will face endless torture. What's more, all the tasks in this scene need to leave this ghost place to complete.

But how do you leave?

I don't know what the purpose of the will of the earth is to set up this scene, he exists as a "soul body", he does not carry any special items on his body, there is no dark energy, and there is no true qi. Even he experimented, but he couldn't even use his talent.

This is tantamount to beating him back to an ordinary ordinary person all at once.

And what can an ordinary person do in these eighteen layers of hell?

Only waiting.

Earth's will doesn't design lifeless scenes. No matter how difficult it is, there is always a way to break through.

Otherwise, even if it was now replenished by the new Planetary Source, it would never have wasted a lot of energy to build this scene.

But until that glimmer of life is discovered, patience must be achieved. Even this patience is so long and unbearable.

One day, two days, three days, ten days.

January, February, March, October.

Time seems to have become a meaningless thing, and after the initial panic, worry, fear and even despair, all kinds of emotions come in like a wheel, and the flow of water is endless.

The pain continued, but the mind began to go numb.

Chen Xing gradually began to be lazy to think, began to slack off, and climbed no longer as actively as before.

It seems that he has also become the fat sinner before, getting by, grinding foreign workers, and mixing time.

Even if everything is meaningless, but because it will be easy even a little, it will eventually become lazy unconsciously.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Xingzheng slowly climbed on top of the knife mountain with a dull gaze.

His movements are slow, but his hands and feet are non-stop, so that even if the little ghost sees it, he will not punish him.

And in this way, there will be a lot less blades to pierce his body in a unit of time, and the corresponding pain will be reduced.

All the sinners in this Daoshan Hell are basically obedient to the evolution of this process, from the initial unwillingness, resistance, and pain, with the polishing of time, they slowly become numb, like rust, and become a crawling machine on this Daoshan Mountain, with vague thoughts.

On this day, Chen Xing was slowly crawling on the knife mountain. The speed at which the arm moves can be described as inch by inch.

And on the cliff on the same side of him, another sinner, who didn't know whether it was insanity or if his ability to think had stagnated, climbed on top of the bright blade and stopped climbing.

Soon, a little ghost stepped into the void and walked over, and the long whip with thorns slammed into the body of the guilty ghost, and the light of the spur overflowed, and the soul was scattered.

The sinner seemed to have forgotten even his wail, and only convulsed in place.

So the little ghost smoked more and more fiercely, crackling and I don't know how many whips he whipped, and then he saw that the body of the evil ghost was getting darker and darker, and in the end, when it was almost transparent, it finally couldn't hold on, and it exploded directly like a ball, and the light spots in the sky flowed around along the gap in the knife mountain, and quickly disappeared.

And Chen Xing, because of his proximity, some points of light passed in front of him, and when they came into contact with his body, they were directly integrated into it.

At this time, Chen Xing, whose eyes were dull and unfocused, suddenly came over, took a deep breath greedily, stretched his body, and let those points of light integrate into his body as much as possible, only to feel that every nerve was jumping and cheering!

The light points that the sinner ghost exploded were all eliminated in the knife mountain, and the little ghost glared at Chen Xing, and also carried the whip and scolded away.

Chen Xing's pupils were filled with thousands of lights, as bright as the stars of the night.

His climbing movement was as slow as ever, but his thoughts had quickly restarted.

At the moment when those points of light melted into his body just now, he finally felt the feeling of power that he had not felt for a long time.

Although it is only fleeting, although it is only like a mirror. But it was enough for him to understand the true meaning of wanting to get out of trouble in this scene.

Entering this scene is in the form of a soul body.

But hell is just a legend that has been passed down by word of mouth and made up by the Chinese people.

The generation of any mind needs to rely on matter or energy.

Therefore, in reality, it is impossible for such a thing as a "soul" to appear abruptly.

Therefore, everything in front of us is a fiction of the will of the earth.

It's like playing a game, and if you want to win, the first step is to figure out the rules of the game.

Now, Chen Xing seems to have figured it out.

If it is the setting of "Netherworld", all the existence of thinking consciousness exists as "spirits", then whether it is the evil ghosts in the eighteen layers of hell, or the little ghosts and ghost pawns who are guarded, or even the black and white impermanence bull head and horse face, or even the high ten halls of Hades, they will not be able to escape this setting.

Then the only difference is that their "energy level" is far more than that of ordinary criminals thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, or even hundreds of millions of times.

In other words, as long as you can raise your "energy level" to the same level as them, then defeating or even killing them is completely achievable.

This is also reflected in the background introduction of the scene:

Man has three souls and seven spirits, as the soul of yang and the soul of yin form a combination to form a person, after death, the spirit of the soul returns to the sky, and the spirit of the spirit returns to the earth. Soul qi forms make up the evolution of past, present, and future lives.

If all the existence in the underworld is the so-called "spirit", then the energy level of "spirit" is the key to determining the fate of strength and weakness!

As for how to improve one's "energy level", what happened just now has been explained very clearly.

Although Chen Xing has not been able to explore the details of this rule, whether the big fish eats the small fish or breaks up, but this kind of thing can be known by simply experimenting.

Chen Xing turned his head and found a sluggish sinner wandering alone in the corner of the mountain in the endless sword mountain.

He turned his head to look, and none of the imps around him were looking at this side.

So, silently changing the direction of climbing, slowly crawling towards the place where the evil ghost was.