Chapter 112: A Tour of the Eighteen Layers of Hell (3)

Zhao Hao fell from the cold hell, the cold feeling disappeared immediately, he hadn't gotten used to it, and instead, he felt the extreme heat hitting his body, and his whole body was hot for bursts, as if the whole person was baking on the stove.

Fortunately, he has the 'Ganglong Qi' body protection, which can resist this terrifying flame power.

The world in my eyes is a new horror scene.

The seventh layer of hell, on the opposite of the sixth layer, was an endless sea of purgatory fire, and in the middle of the sea of fire were terrifying pillars of burning red with the faces of hideous devils.

In that purgatory, there were many men who were naked on the copper pillars, unable to break free, being burned and wailing incessantly, and bursts of green smoke filled with the smell of corpses were rising, and the scene was unbearable.

The stench of burnt flesh filled the entire hell space.

"What's that?"

Zhao Hao covered his nose with one hand while letting the Hell Tower in his palm absorb the aura around him.

"Great God, this is the Bronze Pillar Hell. ”

The magistrate dutifully said: "In order to destroy the evidence of the crime, those who maliciously retaliate and set fire to their lives will be sent to the bronze pillar hell after death." The soldiers stripped them of their clothes and made them hug the red-hot pillars naked. ”

This is similar to the cannon burning in the forbidden sentence. Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes.

The smell of corpse burnt was unbearable, and as soon as half an hour arrived, Zhao Hao immediately entered the next layer.

It's like closing your eyes and opening your eyes......

An endless mountain appeared in front of him, and the mountain was covered with dense sharp knives, and the sharp knives were full of corpses of all kinds of dead souls, and those corpses were inserted into the knives in various postures, some with their backs to the sky, some with their stomachs facing the sky, some knives coming out of their mouths, and some knives coming out of their buttocks.

"It's really cruel and bloody layer by layer. Zhao Hao got goosebumps all over his body.

The eighth layer of hell, the sword mountain hell.

Those who blaspheme the gods will all fall into the hell of Daoshan after death.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil. Zhao Hao pouted and smiled again, if he died, he would definitely come here to Hob Mountain, because he had never had a god in his heart, let alone a god, he even ignored the sky.

As soon as the hell tower shook, Zhao Hao continued to go down to hell below.

Suddenly, another terrifying picture came into view again.

A red earth was filled with countless cauldrons, and there was a raging fire below, and hot oil was boiling in the pot......

The ground soldiers carried a naked body with white flowers, kept throwing it into the oil pot, and then took a long stick and fried the naked body over and over again, and the explosion crackled.

Zhao Hao's scalp felt numb for a while, this feeling was ...... It's like frying fritters.

"Great God, this ninth layer of hell is called oil pot hell. ”

The magistrates are dedicated to their duties and are very happy to do it: "Selling silver and prostitutes, thieves robbing, bullying the weak, abducting women and children, falsely accusing and slandering others, seeking to occupy other people's property or wives, and after death, they are sent to hell in the oil pan, stripped naked and thrown into the hot oil pan and fried, pop, pop!"

Buzzing!

After watching the fried fritters for half an hour, the Hell Tower was absorbed, and this layer was activated.

The Hell Tower in the palm of his hand was only as long as a finger and his thumb thick, Zhao Hao's heart moved, and he simply tied the spire of the Hell Tower with a thread, made a pendant, and hung it around his neck.

I took a look at the small tower on my chest, it turned out to be very delicate and good-looking, Zhao Hao smiled evilly, this chain is good.

Who would have thought that the small pendant on his chest was the eighteenth layer of hell.

Later, the Inferno Tower was hung around his neck, and when he killed the enemy with a sword, the enemy's head was just cut off, and the soul of the dead was also sucked into the Inferno Tower. It's convenient and fast, isn't it pleasant. To control life and death is not only to control your 'life', but also to control your 'death'. I don't die, you never want to be reborn, I don't die, you can't be reincarnated forever.

......

Immediately, Zhao Hao left the oil pot hell again.

Boom! Boom!

As soon as he entered the tenth layer of hell, Zhao Hao was startled.

I saw a huge corpse pit in front of me, and the corpse pit was densely packed with corpses, wriggling in pain and moving in despair. In addition, there are countless demon cows that are steaming black, running back and forth in the corpse pit frantically, trampling on it.

"What kind of hell is this?" Zhao Hao was shocked.

"The tenth layer of hell, the hell of the cowpit. The magistrate explained: "Great God, this is a layer of hell for the beasts. Whoever deliberately slaughters an animal and bases his happiness on the suffering of the animal will be thrown into the pit of cattle and thrown into the pit of hell, where he will be attacked by the bison, with the horns on the top of the horns and the hooves of the oxen trampled on ......"

“......”

Zhao Hao sweated wildly in his heart, deliberately abusing small animals will go to hell after death, can it not be so serious!

Feeling that the Hell Tower on his chest had stopped shaking, Zhao Hao said with a high spirit: "Let's go, go to the next floor." "Continuing this unusual trip.

"Do the will of the Great God. The magistrate said.

Black hole, fall!

Boom! Boom!

As soon as Zhao Hao appeared, there were bursts of amazing sounds, which first shocked his ears and buzzed continuously, and his brain was even more buzzing.

I couldn't help but be shocked, the movement of this layer was bigger than the momentum of the thousands of bison running and trampling on the upper level!

This layer is an endless gravel field, the stone floor is covered with a thick layer of meat pulp, the meat pulp is still full of corpses, and there are many corpses moving, only to see countless huge cobblestones roaring and rolling on the ground, bringing a burst of astonishing sounds, stirring up the meat slurry splashing.

The rolling boulders kept pressing over the corpses all over the field, and on the line where the boulders rolled over, all the corpses were crushed into new pulp......

"I can see that my grandson is nervous. The monkey hair trembled a little, and his legs couldn't help but clamp the rod.

Listening to the roaring loud noise, Zhao Hao also trembled, this felt like a world full of huge rolling lead balls......

The eleventh level of hell, the Rolling Stone Hell.

Those who prefer sons over women, those who abandon babies, go to the Rolling Stone Hell after death, and are crushed by boulders.

Zhao Hao was speechless, abandoning babies should be a crime, patriarchy, it won't be so serious......

"Woohoo!"

At this time, the fake Monkey King scratched his head and asked curiously: "Master, you have walked more than ten layers of hell, do you think that if you die, you may enter the layer of these hells?"

Zhao Hao's expression was stunned, this monkey hair really asked a question that was worth thinking about.

"Get out!"

But he immediately rolled his eyes again: "Hell is in my hands, as long as I can control life and death, how can I go to hell?"

Half an hour later, as soon as the Hell Tower was activated, Zhao Hao snapped his fingers and continued to the next wave.

He wanted to see what new and more terrifying scenes were left in these layers of hell, and if there were any unexpected surprises to discover.

This line of work, for him, is not only to activate the Hell Tower, but also to himself is an experience.

The experience of perseverance has refined a cold and ruthless heart like iron. The experience of fear has refined a strong heart that is not afraid of everything.

This is extremely important for an emperor.