Tongue pulling hell, all living people, sowing discord, slandering and harming others, flamboyant tongues, clever arguments, lying and deceiving people. After death, he was sent to the hell of pulling out his tongue, and the little ghost broke open the mouth of the person who came to him, clamped the tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not at once, but elongated and dragged slowly......

According to the information obtained in the soul, Wang Lung not only had to enter the hell of tongue extraction, but also entered the mirror and steamer, the knife mountain, the mortar and the blood pool, and the other six hells in vain to suffer, but the six deadly sins entered the seven hells, Wang Lung could not understand.

After coming to the Tongue Pulling Hell, Wang Lung did not immediately start to enjoy the criminal law, but was taken around by the ghost pawns.

This tongue-pulling hell is completely different from what Wang Lung originally thought, there are all kinds of ghosts punished here, there are two people who pull the plow with their tongues, those who use iron tongs to pull their tongues out, and those who use a whip to pull their tongues, and the most powerful thing is to roast their tongues with ghost fire, and their tongues cannot leave the range of ghost fire, otherwise the ghost pawn will use whips to pull them.

The miserable scenes made Wang Lung frown, he didn't know how he felt when these punishments fell on him, this was an illusion should not be true, Wang Lung only hoped that the Golden Guardian would show mercy.

Wang Lung's expectations did not come true at all, and when he finished his visit, one of the ghost pawns summoned a small minion to supervise Wang Lung's punishment.

Since Wang Lung served thirty years in prison and was in seven different hells, as for how long he was punished in which hell, it had been clearly marked in the information he had received, and Wang Lung only needed to be sentenced for one year in this tongue-pulling hell.

According to the information that Wang Lung knew, this person had done many evils in the world, and if all the eighteen layers of hell were visited, then the ghost would never have any hope of being reincarnated, and after the punishment was completed, he would be exiled to the eighteen layers of hell. It was an empty space, and even the Buddha would be injured when he went there, let alone the ghosts.

What kind of place is the void space, whether it really exists, Wang Lung doesn't know the Tao at all, he only knows the four words of the void space. He didn't even know the exact location, he just wanted to think about it, but he didn't want to feel it for himself.

Urged by the ghost pawn, Wang Lung entered an area, this area is not large, about twenty square meters, surrounded by ghost fire, before Wang Lung came in, the ghost fire automatically separated. When Wang Lung entered, the ghost fire was enclosed again, and the ghost pawn and Wang Lung entered together, and some torture tools still needed to be handled by the ghost pawn.

Da Da ......

The ghost pawn picked up a pair of iron tongs from the ground and quickly clamped them with both hands, as if to test the flexibility and hardness of the iron tongs.

"Come here. After trying the iron tongs, the ghost pawn looked up and shouted at Wang Lung.

glanced at the iron tongs in the hands of the ghost pawn, and then looked at the ghost pawn in front of him, to be honest. This ghost pawn Wang Long is also the first time to look carefully, and each ghost pawn is different. The guy in front of him was bare-chested, with only a rag head around his lower body, bare feet, a rib-like body, only the muscles of his arms and legs were obvious, and his fiery red hair stood on end. With a wide mouth and fangs, bare eyes and a nose, and a pair of pointed ears, Wang Lung has never seen this appearance, and it is not ugly. But how awkward it looks.

"Is this really pulling?" asked Wang Lung weakly.

No one spoke to him, and in the face of Wang Lung's question, the ghost pawn directly whipped Wang Lung, and the hot sting pain instantly hit his whole body.

Yes......

The ghost pawn will not show mercy, after pumping Wang Lung, he directly reached out and grabbed Wang Lung's neck, and the iron tongs did not hesitate to directly clamp Wang Lung's tongue and began to pull out.

Pain, Wang Lung didn't know how to describe that kind of pain, it was a tremor of the soul, such as knife cuts, rod beatings, broken fingers, these are not enough to express, if the pain can be graded, Wang Lung doesn't mind defining the current feeling as the highest level.

However, Wang Lung's idea was broken by him as soon as it was established, because the ghost pawn's strength to pull Wang Lung's tongue with iron tongs did not decrease at all, Wang Lung could feel his tongue being pulled a little bit, and the pain was escalating, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Wang Lung wanted to scold people very much, but he didn't dare to speak, even if he could, he could only scold in his heart, he didn't have the strength to scold people now, all he thought about was pain, and there was no other way to think about other things.

At the beginning, when Wang Lung visited the Hell of Tongue Pulling, he was still thinking that he should not be punished, at most he walked through the motions to see, scare himself, and satisfy the aggrieved heart of the Golden Guardian, after all, this is the illusion made by the Golden Guardian, and the feeling cannot be the same as the real hell, but now it is not, Wang Lung is not only tortured, but also the feeling is real.

Trembling, the soul is trembling, it has only started for less than a minute, Wang Lung doesn't know if he can hold on, his consciousness has begun to blur, the painful feeling will not make him unconscious, this is a soul feeling, more powerful than the body.

From the beginning of Han Rouge's body refining to the present, Wang Lung's soul level is at most in the early stage of distraction, he thought that he could ignore this punishment, but he thought wrongly, and an iron tong almost killed him.

Suspicion, this is Wang Lung's suspicion of himself, this feeling is too direct and too real, he began to wonder if he was really dead, whether the flaw he just discovered was real, he had never been to hell, how could he know that everything that happened in the hell was true or false.

At that time, Qing'er, Xue Jiao, the old ghost and the first brother were all around, and when he woke up, the old ghost, Qing'er and Xue Jiao were gone, and the first brother told Wang Lung that Qing'er and Xue Jiao were taken away by the elder Taishang, who was the elder Taishang? Is it the old ghost or someone else?

The old ghost is a cultivator, Wang Lung can be 100% sure, from all indications, the old ghost is one of the guardians, and his identity can be determined to be the guardian of the earth, so what is the other identity?

The picture of the snake demon behind the king of Hades, what kind of existence is this hell, what should be hung in the palace of Hades in addition to the torture map of the eighteen layers of hell, Wang Lung doesn't know what to hang in the road, he doesn't know what to hang in the way if he wants to break his head, is it wrong to hang the snake demon? I heard that Nuwa Niangniang is still a snake demon, and that picture of the snake demon is not the legendary Nuwa Niangniang, after all, human beings were made by Nuwa, and it is not wrong to let the image of Nuwa Niangniang hang in the palace of Hades.

The dazed Wang Lung's mind began to think wildly, he doubted everything he saw, doubted the identity of the old ghost, and doubted whether he was really dead.

Everything is too real. This illusion is different from the old urchin, Wang Lung knows too little about hell, he doesn't know which ones are true and which ones are fake, and he is also doubting whether this hell is real.

Time passed little by little, and Wang Lung was in a trance. He slowly opened his worried eyes and saw that his tongue had been pulled out by the ghost pawn, half a meter long.

If so, how long will my tongue be after that year, and will it be broken? Wang Lung began to guess in a daze.

This pain is even more irritating than when the cold invades the body, and now the whole body is condensed by the soul, and no matter where it is hurt, all the feelings are soul. What is it this time, the strength of the physical body has just been increased by one level, is it necessary to raise the soul by one level, even if it is raised, it can't be like this, and it can be improved by letting the soul be abused? Wang Lung wanted to cry very much, he was complaining, but no one knew what to say.

Saying goes. When you can't resist rape, enjoy it. Wang Lung's current situation is very similar, but he is not raped, but his soul is tortured, he doesn't know that this is a level that Mo Tianlong added for him alone, because he insulted Mo Tianlong, if Wang Lung knew it. What would he think?

Time passed, Wang Lung was in a trance, he didn't know how much time had passed, and his soul was always in a stinging pain, which escalated little by little. He didn't stop for a moment, and his tongue was getting longer and longer, and he didn't know when the channel would break.

If torturing the soul can increase the strength of the soul, although Wang Lung is unwilling, he can only accept it, but unfortunately he does not have the secret technique of cultivating the soul, so he can only passively bear it.

Syllable......

A crisp cracking sound sounded, Wang Lung's tongue finally couldn't bear the pull, and at the same time as the break, Wang Lung felt that his soul was torn off in an instant, and the pain was beyond his imagination, and he stood in place in a daze, trembling all over.

"Okay, I didn't expect your kid's tongue to be quite supportive, it only breaks once in three months, it seems that your soul strength is good. The voice of the ghost pawn suddenly appeared in Wang Lung's mind.

Wang Lung didn't speak, he didn't know what to say, his tongue was broken, he didn't know if he could speak, and now the sting in his soul didn't disappear at all, although it was much better than in the past, but it still hurt terribly.

Seeing Wang Lung standing still in a daze, the ghost pawn didn't pay attention to it at all, and turned to the side.

"Squat. The order of the ghost pawn sounded again.

Wang Lung raised his eyelids in a daze and looked at the ghost pawn and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

"It's only been three months, it's still early, and there are at least three more punishments to end, so hurry up and squat down and replace the next one. ”

Wang Lung did not resist, because he knew the consequences of the rebellion, he was just a soul body, no body, no sword, no soul attack means, what did he rely on to resist, even if he resisted, it would be in vain at the end, not to mention the leather whip, the punishment received would not be reduced at all.

According to the request of the ghost pawn, Wang Lung slowly squatted down, he didn't know what kind of crime Lu Dao was going to suffer next, but his tongue had returned, and it hadn't become longer, and the sting pain of his soul made him sluggish, so he could only go against it.

Yes...... Ahhhh......h

Silent roar, Wang Lung couldn't scream at all, he wanted to stand up, but unfortunately he couldn't, because the ghost pawn pushed Wang Lung to the ground while squatting, his hands were nailed to the ground and he couldn't pull it out, and his feet were also nailed to the ground.

What the hell is this for? There is no such punishment when you visit, is it a new way of playing?

Before Wang Lung could figure it out, he felt that his tongue was pulled out by the ghost pawn again, this time it was different from just now, the old man who pulled it directly, and the tip of the tongue was also nailed to the ground, the feeling of pain made Wang Lung close to paralysis, trembling all over, he didn't want to tremble, every time he shaked, his soul would have a feeling of tearing, because his hands, feet and tongue were nailed, and it would hurt terribly if he moved, but he couldn't stop at all.

Wang Lung, who was fixed, didn't dare to imagine what was going to happen next, and before his brain could figure it out, the sound of a leather whip twitching sounded in his ears.

Yes...... Wang Lung's heart was roaring, no one could hear it, and he swore that he would never come back to this hell for the rest of his life.

Others use whips to pull their tongues, and they won't fix their hands, feet and tongues at all, but what will he do like this, this kind of treatment is obviously different, the whip is whipped on the tongue so that Wang Lung subconsciously dodges, but every time he makes a move, he will drive the nailed hands, feet and tongue, which is not only the whip is pumping, but the fixed body is also tearing.

Wang Lung wanted to confront the Golden Guardian, but no one could ignore him, this was his choice, this was everything he had to go through and bear, and he would be punished for making mistakes.

Tongue pulling hell, Wang Lung from the moment he began to be tortured, his spirit has been in a trance, the moment he is not fully awake, he can no longer distinguish the level of pain, every time he is tortured, he is insisting, he can't die, he can't be unconscious, the torn soul has been persevering, thirty years, what is thirty years?

After being whipped with his tongue until his tongue was broken, Wang Lung was given another punishment, which was to roast his tongue on the ghost fire, which had to be done by Wang Lung himself, and the tongue could not leave the ghost fire, and it was only completed once when the tongue was completely roasted, and if Wang Lung was lazy or violated, what was waiting for him was a whipping.

After baking the ghost fire, Wang Lung and another ghost pulled the plow with their tongues in the same group, and it was only once that the plough was completed after plowing ten acres of land, because Wang Lung's soul strength was higher than that of the ghost in the same group, and after a year, the ten acres of land were ploughed less than half.

Since Wang Lung was only punished for one year in the Tongue Pulling Hell, when the time came, no matter whether Wang Lung had done it or not, he had to leave, and when he walked towards the teleportation array, Wang Lung glanced back behind him, he would not come again in this place, but he didn't know what to do, and there was a more cruel punishment waiting for him. (To be continued......)