Chapter 143: Nether Judgment

"Nether Temple!"

Looking at the three particularly conspicuous big characters in front of the building, Tang Wuming knew in his heart that this was the destination.

Everything he saw and heard along the way did make Tang Wuming feel very shocked, and at the same time, he was even more surprised by the strength of this god barbarian, even the reincarnation of hell could be imitated so vividly, this kind of imitation ability was difficult for even the immortal clan on the other side of the barbarian emperor's territory to imitate.

And this god of the barbarian race, at most at the level of Nirvana, where did he come from a thousand years ago, and was able to make such a big move?

Walking through the avenue above the sea of fire, the door of the Netherworld Temple in front of him automatically opened, and the black and white impermanence in black and white robes greeted him from inside.

"I've seen the judge, Lord Tang Wuming. ”

"Yes. ”

"Please, everything has been arranged, waiting for the judgment of the two adults. ”

Tang Wuming and the white-eyed red coffin walked towards the Netherworld Palace, the furnishings in the hall were like the public hall outside, the only difference was that the people standing on both sides of the public hall were not officials, but black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces.

The white-eyed red coffin finally put down the blood-red coffin he was carrying on his shoulder, and then turned into a palm-sized coffin suspended in his palm, and was instantly pocketed by him.

"Let's get started. ”

The black jade bottle was sacrificed by the white eyes and red coffin, the black mist dissipated, and the jade bottle became transparent, and it could be clearly seen that there were a large number of souls floating in the bottle.

Most of these souls were mortals from the Vermilion Bird Ancient City, and their expressions were numb, as if they didn't realize that they were dead, while those dead soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Ancient City with mana had a hideous face, shouting and killing in the bottle.

A jade bottle can actually hold hundreds of thousands of souls in the ancient city of Vermilion Bird, which shows the extraordinaryness of this thing.

Tang Wuming and the white red coffin walked to the table in front of the Netherworld Palace, with the white and red coffin sitting in the main seat, and Tang Wuming sitting on the side seat.

The black jade bottle floated in the air like this, guarded by two teams of bulls and horses, and saw the white-eyed red coffin wave with one hand, and a black mist emanated from his hand, wrapping the jade bottle.

Soon, the black jade bottle was wrapped in black fog and actually transformed into a human form, which was a human form composed of hundreds of thousands of souls of the Vermilion Bird Ancient City, his appearance and body shape were constantly changing, sometimes a baby, sometimes an adult, sometimes an old man.

Even his expression was constantly changing, sometimes he was a numb ordinary person, sometimes an angry monk, and sometimes he was an elder-level figure who had cultivated to a high level, whenever he manifested an elder-level figure, he would rush forward angrily, stretching out his hands with long purple nails, to come up and pinch Tang Wusheng's neck and the white-eyed red coffin.

"Get on your knees. ”

The bull-headed horse face grabbed the shoulders of this humanoid and used the soul thorn in his hand to stab it fiercely on the fan bone on its back, and a miserable howl came from the humanoid soul body, this thorn, I don't know how many souls will be scattered because of its soul.

At the same time, another bull head directly broke the kneecap of this soul, and the unsupported soul body knelt on the ground with a painful expression, but it was very hideous.

"Now begin the trial. ”

The white-eyed red coffin had long been accustomed to all this, and a volume of decrees was held in his hands, only to see him casually manifest a black brush, and then draw a ghost on this decree.

"Twenty-three extraordinary elders of the Vermilion Bird Ancient City, who are rebellious, disobey the will of the gods, are the head of evil spirits and aliens, and are sentenced to suffer from the eighteen layers of hell for three thousand years, and then reincarnate and become maggots forever!"

"Maggots!"

What kind of judgment is this, what kind of judgment is this, it is just to suffer from the punishment of hell for three thousand years, this is not contrary to common sense, but after three thousand years of judgment, he will be maggots forever?

Tang Wusheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, just this trial made his cold hairs stand up, and he began to understand Zhao Huangji's mood, what is called life is better than death, eternal maggots, this is more terrible than life is better than death.

"God barbarians, you must not die well. ”

At this moment, more than twenty souls rushed out of the soul body, and then angrily rushed towards the white eyes and red coffin, but before they could float two meters, several bull-headed horses locked them with soul hooks, and let them continue to struggle, to no avail.

When they were alive, these people were all extraordinary monks, and they were the top masters in the Zhao Kingdom at the bottom of the river, but after death, no matter how powerful they were in life, they couldn't compete with this mere bull and horse, which was really sad.

"Take it down and go to hell to be punished. ”

The white-eyed red coffin didn't even want to look at these people more, and several bulls and horses forcibly led these people down, only to see these people scolding angrily as they walked, but to no avail.

"This is the fate of you who dare to confront God, and you will be maggots for eternity, which is enough for you. ”

"Don't, I don't want to be a maggot forever, you let me go, I have a reincarnation order. ”

At this moment, suddenly a Vermilion Bird Ancient City elder shouted, and a golden token floated out of his soul body: "Look, Reincarnation Order, you can't do this to me, I can choose what I should do in my next life." ”

"Meng Song. Seeing this, the other Vermilion Bird Ancient City elders immediately scolded this person and said, "I, the Luo Immortal Clan, are not afraid of anything, you can't beg them like this." ”

I saw this Meng Song with tears on his face: "I don't want to be a maggot forever, I regret following the Luo Xian Clan." ”

"What are you talking about, brute?"

"Hehe, it's interesting. At this moment, the white-eyed red coffin, who had been expressionless, smiled: "Send the others to hell first, this person, stay." ”

"Yes. ”

The bull-headed horse face took away more than 20 souls that would rather die than give in, leaving behind the soul named Meng Song, only to see it break free from the shackles of the bull-headed horse face, and crawled to the white-eyed red coffin like a dog: "My lord, I know my mistake, I know that I am wrong, I shouldn't go against God, give me a chance, in the next life, in the next life, I will definitely join the god barbarian clan and raze the Luo Xian clan." ”

Tang Wuming didn't have a single Zou, although it was normal to be afraid in this situation, but this Meng Song changed his hexagram so quickly, which made Tang Wuming look down on him very much.

"Then you say, what are you going to do in your next life?"

"Just be a man, just be a man, I will be loyal to the god barbarians. ”

"People?" the white-eyed red coffin snorted softly.

"No, if you don't be a man, you can be a cow or a horse. ”

"Do you look down on cows and horses?" The bull head and horse face next to him gave Meng Song a fierce kick.

"It's a pig dog, even a fly. Meng Song burst into tears, and the whole person seemed to collapse: "I don't want to be a maggot, I have a reincarnation order." ”

"The reincarnation order is invalid. At this moment, the white-eyed red coffin said this, which made Meng Song instantly paralyzed: "Why is it invalid? ”

"Just by virtue of the reincarnation order, it was issued by my god barbarian, whether it has any effect or not, naturally my god barbarian has the final say. After speaking, the white-eyed red coffin directly poked out a black mist and knocked this Meng Song out of the Netherworld Temple: "There is no need to go down to the eighteenth layer of hell, this person will be sent directly to the god Si Xian Luo Po, feed Meng Po soup, and then reincarnate as maggots, and don't stop the carrion from that, and stay in the dark pit forever." ”

"No, I don't. ”

The voice of Meng Song outside the Netherworld Hall was heartbreaking, but soon there was no sound, although Tang Wuming looked down on this person, but thinking about what happened to this person, he couldn't help but tighten his clothes, which was indeed too unacceptable.

"Below, there are a total of 12,000 dead soldiers in the ancient city of Vermilion Bird, all of them are evil spirits and alien races, they disobey the gods, their sins are unforgivable, and they are sentenced" The words of the white-eyed red coffin did not finish, but turned his head to look at Tang Wusheng on the side.

Seeing the white eyes and red coffin like this, Tang Wuming suddenly frowned, and deliberately put his eyes to the other side.

"Tang Wuming, how should I judge this group of people who disobey God?"

Tang Wuming had the intention to help these people intercede, but at this time, Tang Wuming knew very well in his heart that although he had a very high status here on the surface, he actually had no real power, and the reason why Bai Mu and Red Coffin asked like this was just to make fun of him.

Tang Wuming didn't speak, but threw an expression of "You don't just let me stay aside and watch the play, don't ask me about this kind of thing" towards the white-eyed red coffin, and then turned his head to the other side.

"If you don't say it, forget it. The white-eyed red coffin did not embarrass Tang Wusheng, but asked the black and white impermanence, bull-headed and horse-faced below: "You say, how should these more than 10,000 dead soldiers in the Vermilion Bird Ancient City be judged?"

"Reincarnated as a pig and dog. ”

"Men are slaves, women are prostitutes, eternal life and eternity. ”

"It's still maggots. ”

"Forever a beggar, or an earthworm, a grasshopper, or an eternally disabled person with no arms or legs. ”

"If they are born with a whole family dead, and they are blind, and they are deaf in both ears, and they are born dumb, and their whole body is full of pus, and they should live to be a hundred years old in this state, yes, they will live to be a hundred years old forever. ”

I only heard those bull-headed horses, black and white impermanence say their suggestions one by one, and each one is more perverted and perverted, and each one is more creepy than the other, Tang Wuming even wanted to cover his ears, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Well, then according to what you said, all of them. ”

I saw that the white-eyed red coffin was once again painted on the decree, and then the souls of more than 10,000 dead soldiers were dragged out by the bull head and horse face, brought to the Nai He Bridge, drank the Meng Po soup, and began to experience the torture of eternal life.

"Finally, it's these mortals. ”

I saw the white-eyed red coffin scattering the decree in his hand around, and the decree was scattered all over the ground in an instant, but it was quickly picked up by those bulls and horses: "In the end, these hundreds of thousands of mortal souls have been handed over to you to deal with, you decide how you want them to reincarnate, if you can't think of it, take it to the demon hell, let them help you think about it." ”

'Thank you, Judge. ”

The smiles on the faces of the bull-headed horses seemed to them to be one more pastime, but Tang Wuming was creepy in his heart, and he even began to understand what Zhao Huangji had said to him earlier.

What is called real life is better than death, what is called eternal life and eternal life is better than death, maybe everything he saw at this time already had the best answer in Tang Wuming's heart.