"Messenger?" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and took out the black crescent jade pendant he was carrying.

The messenger nodded lightly: "It's the same with or without it, this is the introduction order, with this order, you can enter the hell below the ninth layer, but with your strength, reaching the eighth layer is already the limit." ”

"So, what's strange below the ninth floor?" Jiang Fan asked curiously.

"Imprisoned the Nine Ancient Murderers of Kyushu."

Jiang Fan wanted to ask again, but the messenger obviously didn't want to say more, so he waved his hand and said, "Now, I'll lead you and come with me." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Fan didn't ask any more questions, but according to his guess, the so-called Nine Murders of the Ancient Dynasty were probably peerless beasts such as gluttonous Han Zhu.

The messenger turned around and walked in front, and Jiang Fan followed closely, but the speed of the two was a little weird.

Jiang Fan saw the surrounding scenery passing by blurbly like a movie, which meant that their speed was extremely fast.

Looking down, Jiang Fan only saw that he was walking normally, but every step of this ordinary seemed to have crossed thousands of distances.

The envoy didn't say a word, leaving only Jiang Fan with a pitch-black and tall back.

Suddenly, he stopped.

The surrounding scenery freezes instantly.

It's still a wasteland, but with the difference that there's a huge, circular altar in front of it.

Around the altar, there are eighteen statues of gods.

Jiang Fan raised his eyes and looked at it, his pupils shrank suddenly.

These eighteen gods are exactly the same as the eighteen ancestors in the Ancestor Peak.

Moreover, the statue of the god here is far more verve than the one in the Ancestor Peak, Jiang Fan looked at the statue of Pangu led by him, and his eyes were in a trance.

The shiver of his heart made him tremble.

"Don't look directly at the ancestors, they are still alive and protected by divine power." The messenger said lightly.

Jiang Fan shook his head, adjusted his breathing, and asked, "Where are the ancestors?" ”

The messenger turned his head and smiled incomprehensibly: "What do you think?" ”

With that, he ascended the stairs to the altar.

Jiang Fan followed in confusion, and he saw that the steps were densely covered with ancient characters, like scriptures used for sacrifices.

It didn't seem to be a tall altar, but Jiang Fan walked unusually slowly, and as the height rose, the gravity expanded rapidly.

More than half an hour later, Jiang Fan's sixth-order king-level body that had been tempered by Hongmeng Heavenly Thunder was actually unable to stand firmly, his skin was red, he was sweating profusely, and he felt dizzy when he stood on the steps.

Obviously, this step is made of special materials and is a test.

"There are still nine steps, come up." The messenger stood at the top of the altar with a calm gaze, "This is the first level of hell. ”

Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and stepped forward tremblingly.

Nine steps, the first step!

The corners of Jiang Fan's mouth twitched, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was slightly red, and he continued to raise his feet.

Second Order!

Bang!

Third Order!

The sound of bones twisting was accompanied by a sharp pain that erupted in his body, and Jiang Fan's eyes turned black.

"This is the first level of hell!"

"If this can't even get up to this, what am I doing here?!"

"Nine deaths, what is there to fear in death? What is pain? ”

Jiang Fan took a breath, and a beast's low roar came out of his throat.

Fourth, fifth, sixth!

Seventh Order!

Bang!

Jiang Fan's knee slammed into the seventh step of the staircase.

Jiang Fan raised his head with difficulty, and met the cold gaze of the messenger again.

This face is very familiar, square, majestic, with thick eyebrows, beard, and holding a bronze ancient sword.

"I want to know you." Jiang Fan squeezed out a sentence.

"Where?" The messenger said.

"In the book of historical books...... But I can't remember who you are. ”

"Oh?" The messenger smiled lightly, and his face became serious, "Then I'll tell you my name, my surname is Yue Mingfei, the word Pengju, and I heard the later heroic soul say, my nickname is Wu Mu!" ”

Jiang Fan was stunned.

Yue Wumu's gaze seemed to have traveled through thousands of years, crossing the Jin Ge Iron Horse and the prosperity of the nation, like the wheel of history, rolling with the power of vicissitudes.

"Senior Yue Fei!" Jiang Fan's voice trembled slightly, "You just said, what do you mean by the later heroic soul?" ”

"Want to know? Come on then! Yue Wumu said lightly.

"Yue Wumu, Heroic Soul!" Jiang Fan's eyes were moist, and tears and sweat were mixed together, stinging slightly.

He seems to have come into contact with a secret, a secret about the soul of the heroes of Kyushu.

A powerful belief suddenly rose from his heart, Jiang Fan roared angrily, looked directly into Yue Wumu's eyes, and lifted his feet weighing tens of millions of catties.

Eighth Order!

Click!

The sound of broken bones!

Jiang Fan's pupils shrank, and extreme ferocity erupted in it, ignoring his twisted knees, he forcibly dragged his waste legs to climb the last step.

Click!

Bang!

Jiang Fan's legs were gone, and he climbed the ninth step, and just as he was about to kneel uncontrollably, a soft force dragged his legs.

Then, a hundred times more miraculous medicinal effect than the medicinal sacred water appeared, Yue Wumu waved his hand casually, and Jiang Fan's broken legs "crackled" to recover!

If it weren't for the broken black armor, no one would have seen that the legs were injured!

"Senior Yue Fei." Jiang Fan stood in surprise.

There was nothing unusual about the top of the altar, but there was an invisible sense of oppression in the midst of the eighteen statues.

Yue Fei glanced Jiang Fan up and down, and a smile finally appeared on his old-fashioned face: "Welcome, Jiang Fan!" You've earned the right to enter the eighteenth level of hell! ”

"Senior, my question ......," Jiang Fan said.

Yue Fei smiled: "I'll tell you." ”

Era Dynasty, Southern Song Dynasty.

With the trumped-up accusations of Luo weaving, with the fall of the executioner's machete, a generation of famous generals Yue Fei died at the hands of his own family!

Decades of ambition, hundreds of thousands of sacrificed soldiers, dozens of states and counties, all in vain!

The golden people clapped their hands and celebrated with wine! The people hid their faces and wept, mourning Kyushu!

The ministers who fought for it were all imprisoned, and the annual tribute prepared for the Jin people was respectfully offered!

A gray light seeped into the land of Kyushu and appeared in the ruins of the underworld.

The heroic soul read the stone tablet, knelt down in front of the ancestor, and received the order to serve as the messenger of hell.

"Er's merit is high, he asks for his life for the people, he dies for the community, and he has been wronged through the ages, so his soul will not die after death, and he will stay here forever!"

"If the younger generations encounter difficulties, when they are in a desperate situation, someone has entered this place, and you will take the responsibility!"

In the Ming Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, the folk belief that Yue Fei was the "Emperor of the Three Realms of Jing Demons", and Guan Yu was called "the Emperor of the Three Realms of the Demons", but Yue Fei refused the order of ascension and still stayed here.

Later, similar heroic spirits entered this place one after another, all of them were envoys, patrolling all levels of hell, mastering the power of hell rules, and crushing the fierce beasts and alien races that were so powerful that they threatened the balance of hell.

"After entering the first layer of hell, kill a sixth-order fierce beast or alien race with your own strength, and you can be lured." Yue Fei looked at Jiang Fan, who was shocked, and continued, "Because it was the ancestors who imprisoned the fierce beasts and alien races here, they hated the human race extremely much. ”

At the same time that Jiang Fan was being lured, three of the other eight people had already been lured, and unlike Jiang Fan, their envoys were actually a few of the king-level powerhouses who died near the Kunlun Mountains not long ago!