It's no wonder that when he first came to the Killing Capital, his father didn't send him in the future, it turned out that he went to ambush Ye Chen with his uncle!

"What about Haotian Sect?"

Suddenly, Tang San thought of Haotian Sect.

Their father and uncle are all wiped out, and Haotian Sect has no Title Douluo powerhouse, could it be that it has already ......

"Haotian Sect? Why are you still keeping? Naturally, it's completely cool!

By the way, a few days ago, the Heaven Dou Great Auction Hall in Heaven Dou City had just held a large-scale soul bone auction.

Huh? What are you staring at? Do you know that those soul bones were all contributed by your Haotian Sect?"

Although Tang San's eyes (Purple Polar Demon Light) at this time could kill people, for Ye Chen, this level of spiritual power attack was almost like a breeze blowing on his face.

"Originally, I came to the Killing Capital, just to kill the King of Killing, but I didn't expect to hear your news, tsk~, God is not ready to give you a chance!"

Touching his chin, Ye Chen continued, "Finally, I will send you a free piece of news, the King of Killing is Tang Chen, who has been missing from your Haotian Sect for a long time! Oh~, the original 'invincible land, but now it is parasitized by a beast and turned into a vampire, and no one dares to believe it!"

After speaking, Ye Chen didn't continue to talk nonsense, the ninth soul ring on his body lit up, and the phantom of the bamboo cane flew out, knocking on Tang San's head with a stick.

Of course, Ye Chen deliberately reduced the power of the bamboo cane's phantom, otherwise just this stick, let alone Tang San at the level of the Five-Ring Soul King, even if it was She Long, who was at the level of the Nine-Ring Title Douluo, it was estimated that the braincase would be knocked out.

The ninth soul technique, the eighteenth hell hit Tang San, and it also represented that Tang San's life had entered the final countdown.

After all, the million-year-old spiritual attack was by no means immune to the Five-Ring Soul King.

If Tang San was a figure like Meng Tianzun, Lord Dongbo, Lord Luo Dacheng, and Master Ji Da, Ye Chen naturally didn't dare to have this idea.

After all, those few are all elders who are beyond time and space, and they are killing them when they are weak, and what awaits Ye Chen is the *** fight that spans the long river of time.

But Tang San in the Douluo World, it's not that Ye Chen looks down on him... Oh no, just look down on him!

Going against the long river of time, for the soul master of the Douluo World, it is too high, even if it is the supreme god king.

Douluo's world level is inferiorly hundreds of millions of points behind.

There was a stick on the door of the head, and the effect of the soul technique took effect, and Tang San fell into the eighteen hellish illusions that Ye Chen had compiled.

......

His gaze changed, and Tang San found that the scene around him was not the slightly dim stone house of the Killing Capital, he was in an unknown space.

It was like an underground space, not the sky overhead, but a few hundred meters above the ground, full of rock walls that were not known to be thick.

Ten meters below his feet was a small piece of solid earth, and ten meters away, the earth cracked countless cracks of different sizes, and hot magma tumbled out, emitting pungent white smoke, and from time to time there were waves of fire rushing in his face.

It is precisely because of these tumbling hot magma that this space is full of fiery red.

Of course, the surrounding scenery is not the point.

….

The point is that he is being tied up in a chain at this time, and by his side, there are four hideous-looking and slightly thin green-skinned imps.

Two of the four green-skinned imps were armed with steel forks with barbs, while the other two, one with a large pair of pliers pinned to his waist and one with a chain hanging from his back.

Seeing these four green-skinned imps with hideous appearances, pointed ears and hairless, wearing a crotch cloth, and so ugly that they couldn't be described in words, Tang San almost didn't get scared.

"Be honest, sit down!"

Seeing that Tang San was not active, Xu was a little impatient to wait, the chain ghost pushed Tang San, pointed to a tiger chair not far away and said.

"Where is this?"

Looking at the tiger chair not far in front of him, Tang San's whole person was not good

。

Although he had never seen a tiger chair before, it wasn't a good thing at first glance, and the stool was covered with black and red stains, so it shouldn't be bloodstains, right?

Could it be that these ugly green-skinned imps are going to torture him?

"Where is this, you ask? 桀桀~! Don't you see anywhere? It's hell of tongue pulling!"

Listening to Tang San's question, the chain imp screamed, pointed to the huge stone tablet engraved with the words 'Tongue Pulling Hell, four characters, not far behind him, and said to him with a playful face.

"Tongue-pulling hell?"

In an instant, Tang San's eyes widened when he was looking at the stone stele, why did he run to the legendary eighteen-fold hell in his previous life?

Could it be that he is dead, and his soul has gone down to the underworld?

Well, it's not impossible, after all, Ye Chen is a Title Douluo, and he definitely has no way to live.

"Wait, why did I come to Tongue Pulling Hell?"

Suddenly, Tang San thought of a key.

In the legend, isn't it only those who sow discord, lie and deceive, slander and harm others during their lifetime, and have a flamboyant tongue will come to hell after death? Why was he thrown into tongue-pulling hell?

"Why did you come to hell with your tongue? Jie Ji~, you lied and deceived people!"

The pincer imp answered Tang San's question.

'I lied?' I'm not lying! No, is it referring to me cheating on my father? ，

At this time, Tang San remembered, when Tang Hao asked him in the past, why no one taught him, he would learn the Tang Sect and the method of building secret weapons, he lied that the white-bearded old man in his dream taught him.

This matter may be able to deceive Tang Hao, but Lord Yama and Master Judge must not be able to deceive, so he was sent to the hell of pulling out his tongue?

Just when Tang San was thinking like this, the two steel-forked imps were not polite to him, and directly pressed him to the tiger chair.

Then, the chain imp took off the iron chain hanging from his waist and locked Tang San with the tiger chair.

Tang San didn't think about resisting, but unfortunately, don't look at these green-skinned imps, but in fact, they are all infinitely powerful, and he can't resist at all.

And somehow, he doesn't have any soul power in his body, and even his physical fitness, which was far beyond ordinary people, has become like an ordinary person.

That's right, after all, he is dead, and only soul consciousness remains, where does the soul power come from?

"Boom——! Stick your tongue out!"

Seeing that everything was ready, Tang San had been chained to the tiger chair, and the pincer imp picked up the big pincers pinned to his waist and ordered at Tang San.

Faced with the request of the pincer ghost, Tang San naturally refused without hesitation.

Just kidding, if you want Lao Tzu to stick out his tongue, Lao Tzu has to stretch out, so how faceless?

Well, if you put down the big tongs in your hand, it doesn't hurt to sell your face.

"Not cooperative? Jie Ji~, two steel fork dudes, come and help him!"

With a strange laugh, the pincer imp began to beckon the two steel fork imps for help.

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