A world of never-ending darkness.

At the far end of the darkness, the spark of blood flickered condensedly and flickered.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

The unknown ancient existence who claimed to be the emperor saw that Wu Dao did not show half of his resentment towards him, but calmly tested his details.

In my heart, I was suddenly more satisfied with Wu Dao:

"The strength is stronger than people, the edge is exposed, the strength is weaker than people, and the edge is sharp.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose.

Bendi is really getting more and more satisfied with you. ”

Thousands of years of lonely dark torment.

This calamity is a great hatred that cannot be washed away for anyone.

The mind is as strong as a god and a Buddha.

After the black hand appears, it is impossible to suppress the boiling fire and killing intent against the initiator, such as the resentment of the sea.

But Wu Dao is this person.

He was amazed.

No fear, no resentment.

It's like a cold pool without waves for eternity.

Thousands of tribulations, thousands of difficulties, but it can't stir up a ripple.

Didn't Wu Dao have a hatred for Him?

No way!

He was sure that beneath the eternal cold pool was an innumerable number of silent volcanoes.

Once you get your chance.

Countless volcanoes will erupt in no time.

Burn Him to the ground!

But Wu Dao is too smart.

Judging the situation, honor and disgrace are not obvious.

The priority of any behavior is whether it is beneficial to oneself or not.

The second is the seven emotions and six desires.

If it's a different person, you will be dominated by emotions.

At the moment of His appearance.

Endless hatred and resentment can't be suppressed.

will definitely grit his teeth, shout and kill, and quickly intensify the contradictions between the two sides.

But Wu Dao......

Chill down horribly!

He was a little incomprehensible.

What did Wu Dao go through to have such a terrifying mind.

Such a temper for His appetite!

Pity.

His remnant soul has been indelible in the endless years, and apart from a trace of supreme essence, the power it can exert is really limited.

Otherwise......

With His temperament.

If you want to know, do it.

There is no need to be false and wrong.

Soul Search!

Naturally, he can know all the secrets of Wu Dao.

He was very curious.

Originally, the three Dan were lost, and the people who had no life.

What kind of seed has been replaced?

That's why I have this terrible heart.

But what He can be sure of is.

Wu Dao is by no means an old monster who stands in the same realm as him, and has been reincarnated through tribulations.

Because......

No matter how the calamities of the years dissolve.

As long as you have stood in that field, the supreme charm in the essence cannot be hidden.

"So ......"

Wu Dao faced the praise of the mysterious gods at the end of the blood light, without joy or arrogance, and still said calmly: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

The history of the Ten Tribulations of the Divine Famine.

He'd taken the time to find out.

Just know the identity of the other person.

All kinds of information can be corresponded to one by one.

Nothing.

After all, it is too bad.

"Tsk, little guy, as smart as you are, you should understand, what level of people, what is in the head."

The mysterious existence in the blood light joked: "Some things, just by knowing, have been contaminated with cause and effect, and have been burdened with a big sin, can you bear it?" ”

"Understood."

Wu Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he faintly guessed the identity of the creatures in the blood light.

But there's a hint of speculation.

He was killed in an instant.

Moreover.

He hypnotized consciousness at a deeper level.

Identify this mysterious being as an ancient monster.

Additional Information.

Don't think about it.

With the attitude of this old monster.

Obviously, his identity involves something terrible, and it is very likely that there are enemies all over the world.

He didn't want to be one day.

Suddenly, a bunch of inexplicable powers appeared and shouted at him, saying that he had the cause and effect of the old monster, and the sin was unforgivable.

That would be a hassle.

And it's a pointless fight.

"Tsk, it's still so smart."

The blood light at the end of the darkness watched Wu Dao's expression change, and it could be clearly observed that the curiosity in Wu Dao's eyes only dissipated in an instant, and he sighed again.

He didn't bluff.

His existence.

It is indeed a sin to know.

In those miscellaneous hearts.

He will not be allowed the slightest possibility of resurrection.

Any creature that is tainted with Him.

In the eyes of those beings, it is a chance for His resurrection.

He really appreciates Wu Dao.

At the same time, he also had a plot against Wu Dao.

But it won't be quick success.

When Wu Dao has reached a sufficient height.

He will guide Wu Dao into the game.

Two encounters.

Ordinary people say it's a coincidence.

But people of His level know it.

He and Wu Dao are destined to be entangled in the future, and there are a lot of opportunities.

Of course......

The premise is that Wu Dao has a future,

Truly approved by Him.

Otherwise.

His idea would immediately turn into the third possibility that Wu Dao guessed, and completely become one of the chess pieces in his hands.

Airplanes~

Bloodlight tremors.

The endless dark world is like pieces of glass shattering, and all kinds of colors shine through the cracks, and there is color again in perception.

In the midst of the shattered heavens and the earth.

The mysterious old monster roared with a somewhat cruel banter: "Emperor Ben said that there are three levels on the road from the weak to the strong.

Loneliness, death, ordinariness.

Only by adapting to endless loneliness, crossing immeasurable life and death, and never succumbing to fate, can you become a real strong man.

This is the first level.

You're already there.

So ......"

Boom Boom –

The dark world is completely shattered.

In its place is an unfathomable abyss of death, spitting out all life and gushing with the wails of the punished demons.

Misery, despair, death cycle......

Just like the mythical and legendary Abi Hell, once you fall into it, you can't survive and die, and you will suffer eternal death.

Countless layers of Infernal Light.

Turned into a black hole in the mire.

The dense tentacles that derived from it, including Wu Dao in all directions, dragged him little by little into the desperate infernal purgatory below.

"Please Bendi, let Bendi see how stubborn your strong heart is!"

The mysterious old monster's somewhat excited voice was still ringing in his soul: "This is the mud plough deep prison, what the prototype is, you don't need to know."

You just need to know.

Once you fall into the mud plough hell.

There will be a never-ending torture to death.

Eighteen floors in total!

The first layer, 10,000 death punishments!

After 10,000 deaths, what awaits you is not liberation, but falling into the second layer of even more fierceness, and the death penalty is 100 million times!

The third layer, a trillion!

The fourth floor, Yijing!

……

Until you cross the eighteenth layer of the Abyssal Hell, you will pass the second level.

If you win.

Bendi will give you a nice reward.

If you lose......"

Speaking of which.

The laughter of the mysterious old monster was suddenly ruthless and cold:

"Bendi will live well for you!

Looking forward to it?

Excited?

Let's start this wonderful journey! ”

Boom~

Countless mud plough abyss hell tentacles completely wrapped Wu Dao.

Eleventh hour.

The mysterious old monster still didn't see half a minute on Wu Dao's face, and he was frightened and horrified.

Opposite......

Wu Dao bared his teeth and grinned, revealing a mad demonic smile that the old monster couldn't understand:

"Thank you for the reward, I'm so excited...... It's time to pull the flag!! ”

Boom Boom –

The light of hell engulfs everything in the immeasurable mud plough.

Wu Dao had a sense again.

He was already on a vast black earth made of flesh and blood.

Directly in front of him.

There was a round of black stone mills as big as stars rumbling and rolling, and countless flesh and mud were sprinkled with the wrapping belt, crushing towards the invisible Wu Dao.

Rumble –

He was not given any time to react.

It was like a great mill that wanted to crush the world into nothingness, carrying an irresistible force that crushed him into a flat puddle of mud.

unimaginable suffering.

Instantly swept through every inch of microscopic tissue, occupying the soul consciousness, just a light grind, but it seemed to be tormented in hell for countless years.

You can't really survive!

You can't die!

What's even more terrifying.

After turning into a mashed meat.

There is no way to break free from the big grind.

Stuck to it.

The big mill won't let you go.

On the contrary, it will restore you, and make you watch the Great Mill spin and turn, and after waiting for the torture of extreme fear of death, it will come into contact with the black earth again and grind it into flesh again!

The first layer of the Mud Plough Abyss Prison -

Grinding the world!

"Hiss~"

Grinding the world on top of the mill.

Wu Dao was like a flattened bedbug, the mud kept rolling with the big grind, and the extreme pain and torture made him tremble all over.

Trembling with excitement!!

"Cool! Hurry up! Hurry up!! ”

He was not half frightened or desperate.

Opposite.

Still dissatisfied with the urging of the big mill.

Tell Da Mo to turn faster, make him more happy!

'Huh~'

The end of the mud plough abyss.

The mysterious old monster stared at the crazy Wu Dao and sneered.

Mud Plough Hell.

The penalty for every 'death'.

The pain of the physical soul will be greater than the last, far from being comparable to the eternal loneliness.

100 times at a time.

Maybe you can be hard.

But if it's 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000......,000,000,000

Moreover!

Each time is far more painful than the last!

This is a completely impossible ordeal to overcome, and he doesn't believe that Wu Dao can bear it!

Of course, it is impossible for the mud plough abyss to really kill Wu Dao.

Essence.

It's just that the supreme characteristics of the mysterious existence are manifested, the personality is very high, the strength is limited, and it does not have the ability to completely kill Wu Dao.

But there's a danger hidden in it.

More terrifying than death.

Once Wu Dao had the slightest fear of death in his heart, he was born!

Negate the idea of giving up life.

Even if it's just a hint!

The scales of victory and defeat will be completely tilted!

From the beginning.

The mysterious existence makes Wu Daosheng's thoughts not account for thirty percent.

Because compared to the unpredictable future.

Deep down in his heart, he values the secrets that Wu Dao hides more.

However......

With the passage of 'time'.

The mysterious existence gradually fell silent.

Boom Boom –

The grinding of the world never stops.

Again and again, the Wu Dao on the big mill was crushed into mud.

I never came into contact with the earth once.

It's far more painful than the last one.

But!

100 times......

"It's cool, it's so cool!"

A thousand ......

10,000 ......

"I'm bored, I'm bored!!"

Wu Dao roared excitedly and frantically.

It never stopped.

Later, there was even some dissatisfaction with the status quo.

This is a strange situation.

I can't fix it for the mysterious existence.

He felt.

It's not like he's torturing Wu Dao.

Opposite.

It's rewarding him.

Delusion......

Boom Boom –

The endless sea of fire is churning, burning the sky and boiling the world.

After 10,000 punishments.

Wu Dao fell into the second layer of the mud plough abyss - the sea of burning hearts!

The sky and the earth are red and hot.

The sea of fire is endless.

The fire in the heart ignites seven emotions and six desires.

Hell burns the body, and the heart burns the soul.

unimaginable physical pain.

The boiling and surging distracting thoughts and desires turn into knives and scrape the soul.

almost made Wu Dao go crazy on the spot.

But the gods blessed him.

The gods and ghosts are liberated, and the heavens and men have no heart.

Let the sea of fire burn your body, and your heart will be burned by fire.

Wu Dao didn't beg for mercy and wailed, but enjoyed it.

Huhuhu~

The sea of red fire is surging, and the invisible heart is grinding the soul.

100,000 ......

Millions of ......

10 million ......

One hundred million!

The number of 'deaths' of Wu Dao's punishment is constantly increasing, but the torture of the mud plough prison is endless.

The third layer, the rotten white hole.

A trillion poison punishments!

The fourth layer, the eye of wind and thunder.

A punishment of purgatory wind and thunder.

The fifth layer, the sea of parasites.

A penalty of insect devouring.

Fifth Floor ......

6th Floor ......

I don't know how many years.

The number of penalties is an astronomical number.

Wu Dao's mad demon excited voice

It never stopped.

The opposite of him.

It's a mysterious old monster that is getting more and more silent.

(End of chapter)