After the eighteenth hell metamorphosed into a million-year soul technique, the spiritual attack that was fed back to reality when it was damaged in the phantom realm became no longer an immediate feedback.

Instead, you can wait until all the eighteen hells have been experienced, and then feedback all the accumulated spiritual attacks to the opponent at once.

Moreover, Ye Chen can also enter the eighteen hells in the form of a consciousness body.

In the eighteen hells, he is the master of hell, who can control everything at will and see the process of the target's torture in hell from the perspective of God.

In addition, the speed of time in the eighteen hells is also different from the outside world.

Tang San had spent a lot of time in the Tongue Pulling Hell before, and he had stayed in the Scissors Hell for a while, but because of the different speed of time, in fact, the outside world hadn't even passed half a second at this time.

Of course, the Eighteen-Fold Hell is only one of the uses of this soul skill, and if necessary, it is also possible to change it to the Eighteen-Fold Heaven.

It's just that Ye Chen was worried that he was still too young to be able to control it, so he didn't dare to try, for fear of falling!

......

After the Scissors Hell, his gaze changed again, and when Tang San saw the stone tablet of the Scissors Hell replaced with the Iron Tree Hell, he felt that the whole person was not good.

I remember that in the legend, there are eighteen times of hell.

He has only passed the Tongue Pulling Hell and the Scissors Hell, so doesn't that mean that there are still sixteen hells waiting for him, including the Iron Tree Hell this time?

In addition, Tang San didn't know if he would be able to reincarnate after going through the eighteen-fold hells, or would he have to stay up all the time?

If the former is okay, although the punishment of hell is extremely painful, when you are tortured, you will have an immortal body, as long as you grit your teeth and persevere, there will always be an end.

But if you want to keep going forever......

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but swing, this was really terrifying!

Seeing Tang San swing his way, the green-skinned imps of the Iron Tree Hell laughed strangely, not giving Tang San a chance to struggle, and directly hung him on the Iron Tree covered with countless sharp blades.

"Ah——!h

The sharp blade entered his body from his back, and Tang San wailed again......

Fourth, the Mirror Hell.

A huge mirror reflected what Tang San's disciples of the Tang Sect in his previous life and the son of Haotian Douluo in this life had done, once he did something bad in the mirror, there would immediately be a whip imp on the side to whip him.

The whip in the hands of the leather whip imp is not ordinary, and every time you smoke it, the pain will be doubled the next time you smoke it.

Fifth, steamer hell.

The two steamer imps threw Tang San into the big steamer, lifted the cauldron, covered the steamer lid, and the fire imp also began to add firewood to the bottom of the cauldron, everything was divided in an orderly manner.

Soon, the red-hot water vapor began to fill the steamer.

The water imp on the side also adds some water to the pot from time to time to ensure an adequate supply of water vapor in the steamer.

This time, counting from the time the water in the pot was boiling, Tang San had been steamed in the steamer for a full hour, and only then did he survive the steamer hell.

Sixth, the Bronze Pillar Hell.

Among the copper pillar hells, the most conspicuous thing is the huge hollow copper pillar cylinder.

….

Without saying a word, the fan ghost directly ripped off Tang San's clothes, and the chain imp put Tang San in an embracing posture and locked it on the copper pillar.

Everything was ready, and the two fire-burning imps began to add more firewood and charcoal, and the copper pillar barrel heated up rapidly, and it turned red visibly to the naked eye.

And Tang San, who was naked and holding a copper pillar? Well, now it's all smelling of meat!

Xu is a little ghost of the eighteen hells, and their tastes are relatively heavy.

Smelling the smell of meat wafting, the chain imp began to dance and laugh on the ground, the movements in the hands of the two fire imps were obviously faster than before, and the fan imp seemed to have eaten Xuanmai, and the fan fan in his hand danced out of the afterimage!

The seventh, Knife Mountain

Hell...

The eighth, iceberg hell...

The ninth, the oil pot hell...

The tenth, the bull pit hell...

Eleventh, Stone Pressed Hell...

The twelfth layer, the spring and hell...

The thirteenth, the hell of the blood pool...

The fourteenth, skinning hell...

The fifteenth, the punishment of hell...

The sixteenth, volcanic hell...

The seventeenth, stone grinding hell...

The eighteenth, the hell of the knife and saw...

......

Because of the difference in the speed of time, when Tang San had survived three days and three nights in the eighteen hells, and all the hells had been experienced, the outside world had only passed three seconds at this time.

His gaze changed, and when Tang San found that what appeared in front of him was no longer the familiar green-skinned imp and various torture tools, but Ye Chen, a hanging heart was finally put down.

Anywhere in the world is more beautiful than the scenery in the eighteen hells! Any character in the world is more amiable than the green-skinned imp in the eighteen hells!

Compared to the eighteen hells, this evil killing capital is simply a paradise on earth!

Although in this 'earthly paradise, you can always smell the smell of blood in the air, it is also a thousand times better than the eighteen hells... No, countless times!

Wait, Killing Capital, Ye Chen?!

Tang San, who came back to his senses, hadn't yet figured out why after he had gone through the eighteen hells, when he could still see Ye Chen, a terrifying spiritual attack came, and his consciousness was instantly annihilated, and he hit gg.

Pig's foot Tang San, the son of Douluo luck (pseudo?) ), pawn!

For a soul master whose spiritual power was stronger than Ye Chen's, but not more than twice as strong, the Eighteen Hells was a mind control soul skill.

Due to the nature of the Immortal Body in the Eighteen Hells, even if the soul skill is active, the target's mind will not collapse, and no actual damage will be done.

At most, it is easy to have nightmares in the future, and when I meet Ye Chen, I will run away immediately, and I will never want to try it a second time.

And for people whose spiritual power is weaker than Ye Chen's, the Eighteen Hells is just a million-year spiritual attack-type soul skill.

Now Tang San's level is only the Five-Ring Soul King, even if he cultivates the Purple Pole Demon Boy's stunt to improve his spiritual power, his spiritual power is far inferior to Ye Chen's, and in the face of the spiritual attack after the end of the eighteen hells, he is naturally unable to resist.

"Tang Xiaosan just hung up? Isn't that a little too smooth?"

Looking at Tang San, who had fallen to the ground and lost his breath of life, Ye Chen touched his chin and thought to himself.

If this is according to the routine, shouldn't there be an old grandfather to help the pig's feet at this time? Where did the old man go?

Again, doesn't it mean that after killing the pig's feet, you will be eaten by luck?

At this time, Ye Chen didn't feel any discomfort, but felt very happy.

As for why Ye Chen is in a happy mood? That's because it's time for the harvest again.

Tang San was not the kind of poor ghost who had no property in Yueguan, except for the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone in his right leg, the position of his head also exuded the soul power fluctuations of the soul bone.

Liver blaster