Burst!

The blood spurted wildly, and the moment Zhou Mou's tongue was pulled off, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that all this was true, and the huge pain permeated his whole body, and his eyes were splashed with blood, and his eyes were full of despair.

In the next second, Zhou Mou's eyes were instantly blind, his eyelids drooped, his spirit was sluggish, and the consciousness in his mind was like a fire in the wind, which was about to be extinguished immediately.

"Am I going to die......"

When he was about to fall into a coma, Zhou Mou muttered to himself, he is just a mortal, ordinary people have their tongues pulled out, who can still live, he may really just cross over to make up the numbers, maybe Zhang Yuyan, who crossed over with him, is the son of destiny......

"Will she remember me......" Zhou Mou asked, and then immediately passed out.

The ghost pawn laughed evilly, lit another cigarette, and said loudly, "I will remember you!" ”

Suddenly scared Zhou Mou into waking up like a dream, he opened his mouth and pulled out his tongue, but it was not pulled out, everything just now was all an illusion? It's too real, too terrifying.

"It's not an illusion, everything is real, it's just that the tongue is pulled out and hell is reincarnated autonomously, otherwise do you think that after being punished for 10,000 years, who can have so many tongues to pull out this official?"

The ghost pawn directly said the question that Zhou Mou was thinking about, and then put the pliers into his mouth again, clamping his tongue heavily.

Damn it!

Zhou Mou was desperate, no matter how he resisted or contracted his tongue, he couldn't escape his fate, and his bright red tongue was pulled out again and torn off!

Yes!

Zhou Mou screamed and cried bitterly, and after his mental breakdown, he reincarnated again with his memory, as if nothing had happened, and his tongue was pulled out again, and the cycle began again and again, as if there was no end.

And the only record of all this is true, as if there is only a cigarette butt under the feet of the ghost, in the time of a cigarette, Zhou Mou's tongue will be pulled out twice, and the cigarette butts that have fallen on the ground have exceeded a hundred, which means that Zhou Mou's tongue has been pulled out more than two hundred times!

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Mou was like a living dead, his eyes were blank, and now he didn't need the ghost to open his mouth at all, he kept it open, waiting for the pliers to come in and pull out his tongue.

When his tongue was pulled out, he didn't even have a screaming reaction, he was already numb, or rather, his consciousness was dead.

"Cut, why are you so unplugged!"

The ghost pawn stopped what he was doing, took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, so comfortable that he flew up, and then reached out to take the cigarette case, and couldn't help but be furious, "Damn, why did you finish smoking so quickly, it's already the last one?!" ”

"Hey, hey, boy, you speak, and then give the official a whole ...... Ah no, a whole hundred cigarettes, this official allows you to smoke one too, hey, hey, wake up this official! ”

After smoking a cigarette continuously, the ghost pawn kept slapping Zhou Mou's skull with the iron tongs in his hand, and knocked down with a pair of pliers, even the Tianling cover was about to be knocked out, and the latter was still silent, as if he was really dead.

"Really dead? What about Lao Tzu's cigarettes! ”

The ghost pawn was annoyed and ashamed, and immediately opened the pliers and reached into Zhou Mou's mouth, uprooting his tongue, but even then there was no reaction at all.

The ghost pawn still wanted to continue to try, pulling out his tongue to continue to stimulate Zhou Mou's nerves, trying to revive his consciousness, but the next moment, Zhou Mou's body had disappeared, as if he had never appeared in this tongue pulling hell.

"Reaching the limit?"

The ghost pawn was stunned for a moment, then smiled fiercely and said, "This kid is quite interesting, the most curious and interesting one among so many people I have plucked, I hope you can bring me a few more good cigarettes when you come next time." ”

As he spoke, the ghost soldier bent down to pick up a cigarette butt that was still a little left, lit it very comfortably, and then carried the pliers, looking for the next target who needed to pull out his tongue.

Comfortable sunbath!

Zhou Mou's consciousness was in a trance, he felt as if he had a dream, dreaming that he had fallen into hell, and in his previous life, he said two words about the aunt Wang of the family next door, and it was precisely because of this that he was sentenced and tortured in the hell of pulling out his tongue.

"Ahhh

Zhou Mou gasped, he was awakened in a cold sweat, he felt that he opened his mouth and pulled out a stone, and carefully inspected it inside and out, making sure that his tongue was still there, and then he was relieved.

"No loud noises!"

Suddenly, a soldier came to Zhou Mou, glared at him, and said, "Since the spirit has collapsed to the point of quitting, then go outside to check the results, and don't disturb Yu Lao Qingxiu here." ”

Zhou Mou forcibly lifted his spirits, and the face that had been straddled also forcibly squeezed out a smile, said a good big brother, and then walked straight to the door, and heard screams from time to time on the way, thinking that it should be another person who was tortured and teleported out.

Although the process was a little painful and unbearable, Zhou Mou felt as if he was a little different, not physically, but mentally as a person.

Although I feel a little sluggish now, almost tired to the point of getting rid of weakness, there is a feeling of powerlessness that an eighty-year-old man married an eighteen-year-old girl, and just took off his pants but found that he couldn't do it.

But the spiritual world has become stronger, and the will has become a little stronger.

"This is the trial of the eighteen layers of hell? It is indeed beneficial to polish one's mental will, but if it is a mental breakdown..."

Zhou Mou fell into deep thought, once his spirit collapsed, it would be big or small, at worst, he would not think about eating and sleeping, but if it was too serious, he was afraid that he would directly become a fool.

This is to beat them as punching bags!

However, as far as Zhou Mou knows, improving the will can also improve the realm, and the Tao and the law also need a strong enough spiritual will to be able to exert it, and it is rumored that the strongest will is called immortal, which is a realm that the Supreme King Realm can set foot in.

Jianhai Pavilion.

The burly man in battle armor came to an attic and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the window, overlooking the vast sea.

"Subordinate Song Nianqing, I've seen Elder Wei."

The burly man bowed and handed over a parchment roll, and Elder Wei reluctantly looked away from the sea, slowly turned around, took the parchment roll, and then stopped his hand, signaling that there was no need to be polite.

"I know what you want to say, in troubled times, you should use heavy canons, the assessment of the sect is over, but the assessment of my prison pavilion is not yet."

Elder Wei stroked his beard, sighed, and said: "The end of the epoch is coming, I have a hunch that the chaos at the end of the epoch will be unprecedented, real gold is not afraid of fire, only through the eighteen layers of hell, can you have the spiritual will not to be afraid of aliens." ”

"But the sect master and the elders are there..."

Song Nianqing's face was bitter, how could he not understand the truth, through the tempering of the eighteenth layer of hell, the spiritual will will be improved by a leap, but this forced disciple to participate is a precedent.

Regardless of the starting point, the sect's rules clearly prohibit those who have not reached the Blood Quenching Realm from entering the eighteenth layer of hell, and they must not force others to participate in the eighteenth layer of hell.

"I'll settle it with the sect master and the elders, you just let it go."

Elder Wei gave up, and then stepped out, no longer in the pavilion, and came to a small wooden boat, where there was another person, who was fishing in the sea.

Sect Master Yang slowly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "You're here?" ”

"Here we are." Elder Wei nodded.

"You shouldn't have come."

"Didn't you ask me to come?"

Sect Master Yang was instantly embarrassed, these Enbixi from another world really didn't understand those stalks from their bones, Elder Wei looked serious, this sect master of theirs was usually fine, but occasionally there was a little problem with his brain.

"How's it going?" Sect Master Yang hurriedly changed the topic.

Elder Wei raised his hand, and an extra parchment scroll instantly appeared in his palm, "Those who have passed the grades are all here, but are you sure you want to destroy my Wuji Sect's future reputation like this?" Don't forget, you're the Infinite Sect Master now. ”

"Don't pretend, isn't this the plan you came up with?"

Sect Master Yang glanced at Elder Wei with disdain, "Brainwash your disciples, cultivate them into shadows, and use the most cruel and extreme methods to squeeze their potential, so that their cultivation can increase rapidly, so as to achieve your little-known goals, I have to say, your old guy's heart is really dirty, his methods are really vicious, and his reputation is nothing to you." ”

"Nonsense, if the strength is enough to plow all obstacles, who doesn't want to be above board."

Elder Wei's eyes were not shocked, there was no emotion on his face, in order to achieve the goal, the means are not important, the reputation is not important, the important thing is to keep doing it!

As long as you identify your goals and stick to them, even if you die on the road, there is nothing to fear.

"Okay, okay." The Wuji Sect Master stretched, the smile in his eyes suddenly turned evil, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

…………

Zhou Mou walked out of the stone tower and saw that there were many people gathered in the square in front of him, and they were all in front of a tall stone monument.

Zhou Mou approached the past with a curious attitude, only to see that this was a stone tablet used for rankings, listening to others, this is the first time to enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and it is also a leaderboard, which can vaguely glimpse the level of a person's future achievements.

In the first column on the stele, three eye-catching big characters are displayed: Leng Yurou!

There are also two small words marked below the name, which are the results of this entry into the hell of tongue pulling.

Customs clearance!

Zhou Mou looked at the name and results of the first ranking, and fell into deep thought, Leng Yurou, just hearing his name, he could vaguely glimpse this person, he should be a woman with a cold and soft heart, and his appearance is definitely not bad.

As for the result of clearing the customs, it made Zhou Mou have to gasp, and he can pass the first time he enters the hell of tongue pulling, what a tenacious and invincible spiritual will.

Zhou Mou was incredulous, he immediately looked at the second-ranked person, this person's name was Su Lixi, and his results were three days and three nights, as for Zhou Mou himself, he was ranked ninety-ninth, three hours and one hour.

"The heroes of the world are like carp crossing the river!"

Zhou Mou couldn't help but exclaim.