Xuefei Mountain, near a place in the depths of the cliffs.

It is a castle hidden by wind and snow, and it is more like a castle that has been hollowed out of the mountain and carved out of it. And there are violent snowstorms outside the city, and there is no exit, only some holes above the roof, which are sealed by white crystals to let in light.

There are windows in the castle, but they are holes, so naturally the view inside is not very good. As you go inside, you can see a dimly lit stone chamber, surrounded by dancing candles about to be extinguished, as if a ghost is staring at it.

The stone chamber extends from the entrance, and on the left side are all kinds of torture instruments, and if you put them in two, you can smell a fishy and disgusting smell.

There is a bracket on the left side of the stone room, the bracket is triangular deformity, and there has been a burning under the shelf, but it is not carbon inside, but an unusual spar wood, so that the color of this fire is a purple flame, which will not be extinguished for a long time.

On the fire rack were several iron chains that fell from the top of the stone chamber, and an iron pot suspended in the air was fastened, and there were thorns and crackling sounds in it, and occasionally bubbles rose, but they broke in an instant, splashing layers of waves in all directions. Among them, it is the hot oil that has been burned hot.

If it is ordinary oil, it is nothing more than that, only this oil is different from other oil, take the first seven incinerated oil, the buried seven seven forty-nine oil, dozens of different forms of different spirit beasts dead corpses boiled, take the name of "Hundred Souls Bone Oil", which should be a special product of the Xuanming Sect, in order to force confessions of extraordinary prisoners.

In front of the door of the stone chamber there were ten crosses, and the chains were fastened tightly, and the nails of the chains were attached to the wall, some to the roof of the stone chamber, and some were fixed to the ground behind the ten crosses.

And on the cross, under the iron chain, there was a man with his head hanging down, listless. His hair was scattered, and it was faintly visible that under the ends of the hair that were glued together into a stalk, there was a pair of bloodshot, angry eyes like King Kong, which were full of hatred and unwilling hatred towards the group in front of him.

Wherever he looked, there was a rickety old woman holding a cane, coughing twice from time to time, holding a handkerchief from her bosom with a wrinkled hand, wiping the corners of her mouth, and on the handkerchief, there were shocking blood stains.

Beside her stood two facelings, one black and one white, who could not see their expressions, and looked like dead people, but they were respectfully watching the old woman's every move without the slightest movement.

"Ahem...... How's it going? Hades?"

The old woman coughed twice, and from her hoarse throat came a word, choked and staccato voice, like leaking water in a silent hole, and it was sensationally empty.

"Hehe, do you need to think about it?

The man with his head hanging suddenly looked up at the old woman, and said coldly with a strange question.

"I also know that the king of Hades is tough, but how many loyal people are there under you?

"But some petty dogs, don't talk nonsense, I don't have what you want here!"

"Haha, don't feel like you're scolding, the world is like this, and the husband and wife are the same forest birds, and they fly separately when disaster comes. Your right protector followed me, and the left protector was connected to Yan Yanjun, Miao Yanjun didn't know where to go, and now your Hades King's Xuanming Sect has changed its name and surname!"

"Phew, Meng Po, if you come to count me today, your wishful thinking will be in vain, my Hades King is not very capable, but his heart is very big, these are still unsightly!"

"Of course not, I don't dare to be disrespectful to the Hades, it's just that the eighteen kinds of torture must be light on you, so I specially prepared a pot of "Hundred Souls Bone Erosion Oil" today with a spirit wood spirit stone to heat, you said that if it is splashed on you, this wound, this skin...... Tsk......"

Meng Po smiled unscrupulously, her smile was full of pride, full of a kind of pleasure, that was a kind of revenge pleasure, just cool, nothing to do with enmity.

When the Hades King heard this, the iron chain behind him couldn't help but tremble, it was driven by his hands and feet, but there was still not a word of begging for mercy on his lips, he stared at Meng Po tightly, just staring.

"How's it going?"

"Huh...... Interesting...... It's so much fun!"

"Smack!"

Two crisp tinnitus came to the face of the Hades, and Hei Wuchang got up and raised his hand to slap his palms hard, and suddenly blood flew out of the Hades's mouth and fell on the walls on both sides, and there was already a deep dirt on the wall, which was stained with blood, a thick layer, I don't know how much.

"Meng Po, Feng is talking nonsense to him, this waste is a toast and don't eat and drink!

"Hehe, you seem to have some hatred for him, but I need you to teach me?"

Meng Po glared at Hei Wuchang coldly, Hei Wuchang suddenly felt cold sweat trembling on his forehead, and he didn't dare to breathe, Bai Wuchang smiled, as if he could see the smile on his face from the wrinkled mask.

Hearing him, he laughed and said, "Meng Po misunderstood, how dare my two brothers teach Meng Po to do things, but they can't be angry that this guy is so hard-mouthed, and he refuses to spit out something!"

"It's ...... to let him vomit over there."

"Meng Po!"

Just as they were about to give two orders, the three of them heard a call from outside the stone room, and when someone came in, their appearance gradually became clear.

The person who came was dressed in black with artemisia, the mask was on the face, and the specific appearance could not be seen clearly, and the figure was indeed a little stronger than the black and white impermanence, and there was a "forest" on the forehead.

"Oh, what is the matter?"

Meng Po raised her eyebrows and said calmly.

"The Daoists of the Three Sects are already waiting in the hall, you see?"

Mori Yan Jun glanced up at it, then bowed his head and remained silent, carefully squinting his eyes at the tortured Hades on the Cross.

"Oh, so fast, I'm afraid I'm just afraid that I will deliberately release the water and put those people in the righteous path up the mountain, and I will definitely come to ask for benefits at this moment......"

Meng Po smiled coldly, quite sarcastic, she turned around and looked up at the Hades King again, her old face looked even more hideous, she suddenly grinned and raised her lips and said, "Black and white impermanence......

"The subordinates are here!"

"Leave him to the two of you, but I want to hear the best voices in the world before I go out......"

Black and white impermanence bowed his head, and the two couldn't help but glance at each other, although they didn't make a sound, they all fell on the Hades King, and nodded slightly.

"Let's go, Moriyan-kun......"

Meng Po turned around with a sympathetic smile, leaned on crutches, and limped to follow Sen Yanjun outside the stone room.

When he turned around, the embarrassed and scarred Hades who had been locked to the cross suddenly laughed wildly, and scolded loudly, "Hahaha! Son of a, you are naïve...... I believe that you don't end up better than mine...... Ahh

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly turned into a terrible scream and wail, more hoarse than the neighing of a male duck, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with stones, and he could only shake a sound out of it with his abdomen, but it was still a bitter roar.

This is the result of black and white impermanence spilling all the "Hundred Souls Bone Oil" on him.

As soon as the hot oil left the burning of the flame, it burst and agitated in the cold and damp stone chamber, and the pot crackled from time to time, splashing the oil all around, and then turned into wisps of white smoke with a foul smell into the air.

And the oil stains that were splashed in the pot, when they returned to the pot, were like a grimace in the oil, but in an instant, they were covered by the rolling and churning oil.

The Hades King bowed his head and cursed, and was about to get to the place where he had a headache, when he suddenly felt a heat coming from his front body, and he was about to look up to find him, but he caught up with the pouring hot oil.

"Ah......h

Just because his hands couldn't move, but his whole body trembled, and he struggled to keep pulling the chains and wailed in pain, and even the stone chamber was shaken by him.

Meng Po, who had just stepped out of the door of the stone room, hesitated for half a minute, but still left, and just ordered in a low voice, "Treat the Hades King well, after all, he is our master...... Giggle......"

The sound echoed at the end of the stone room, it was the corridor where the fire and candles were dancing, and in the corridor at this moment, there were only two voices, one was the wail that could break the roar of heaven and earth, and the other was the sneer that made the fire of July fall down.

The Xuanming Sect Council Chamber, which is a stone house in the castle, can be described as empty.

On the side of the council chamber, there was an eerie hallway, where there was a cool breeze, and there were terrible screams and crazy laughter.

In the hall, there are two tiers of stairs, one is the bottom, the first floor is the middle, and there is a throne at the highest point, which is made of white bones, and on the top of the back of the person leaning, there is a hollow skull.

A layer closer to this throne, this layer is not big, the seats are all made of exquisite stone crystals, at this time there are many characters gathered here, it is the leader of the Broken Soul Sect, the Demon Sect, and the Shadow Sect.

And the farthest bottom layer is all standing monks, dressed differently, divided into four phalanxes, each connected to the left and right, covering the power disciples of the Demon Sect and the three sects.

Meng Po followed the support of Sen Yanjun, slowly walked to the front of the skull seat, stroked it lightly for a moment, suddenly rose into the air, sat on it, and the lower floor near her left was already full of people from the Xuan Ming Sect, and the one on the side was naturally the Shadow Sect, and on the opposite right, there were the Demon Sect and the Soul Breaking Sect.

After glancing at everyone present, Meng Po said apologetically, "Everyone...... Ahem, polite...... Forgive the old man for being old, withered into rotten wood, and unable to salute."

With that, she closed her eyes, leaned over her back against the skull, and put her cane aside.

"Hehe, this is natural, after all, Meng Po is also old, and it is difficult to climb a chair. Alas, I don't know that when it fell that day, I fell and lost all my muscles and bones, and I wasted all these decades!"

Suddenly, one person in the audience dismissed, sneered again and again, spoke sharply, and opened his mouth to reach the ears of everyone present.

"You!"

Although Sen Yanjun was already sitting on the left side, when he heard this, he wanted to get up and speak, but was stopped by a person beside him.

This person is almost the same as Sen Yanjun's appearance, after all, both of them wear face dew and are dressed similarly, only the style of the word "Xin" on the forehead is very different, very different.

"Huh?"

The man groaned, pulled Sen Yanjun down, and said in a low voice, "How troublesome is it?"

"Xin!"

"Don't forget, Meng Po is not our master!"

Sen Yanjun frowned, nodded yes, and couldn't help but think in his heart, it was indeed as Xin said, and Meng Po was just a temporary defection, after all, they didn't think that the Hades would disappear, and as long as that thing was there, Meng Po would not be a killer, who knows if Zuo Protector and the rest of the people who did not rebel will come back?

"Hehe, the so-called high place is not cold, I don't know if the Taoist friends of Huangshan can understand the true meaning of this?"