It's no wonder that Cui Yu guessed like this, because since stepping on this small pavilion, everything Cui Yu has seen is too similar.

Legend has it that after the death of the person, after crossing the Huangquan Road, on the Nai He Bridge, there is a small pavilion by the bridge, it is the Meng Po Pavilion, and the Meng Po is in it. Outside the small pavilion, there is a huge stone, called Sansheng Stone.

This combination of the small pavilion and the broken handwriting made Cui Yu guess boldly, but Cui Yu still couldn't understand that the legend of Meng Po was obviously something from their world, and since coming to this world, he had never heard of records and legends about this.

But now that he really appeared in front of Cui Yu, Cui Yu couldn't let go.

In a trance, Cui Yu had a feeling of time and space confusion.

What the hell is this place?

All the mysteries, the tortured Cui Yu wants to go crazy.

Cui Yu glanced at the stone platform and muttered to himself: "This is Wangxiangtai?" Cui Yu said to himself strangely.

"Sir!"

Cui Yu looked back, it turned out that those celestial mining slaves at the head of the bridge were calling themselves, but they didn't know why, their faces were full of anxiety and anxiety.

Cui Yu was stunned for a moment, and then understood that they did not approach Xiaoting, their eyes were still full of vanity, and they did not see the reality clearly.

Maybe in their eyes, he is like this Meng Po, and he has become a phantom.

Thinking of this, Cui Yu walked down the small pavilion, and when everyone saw Cui Yu walk out, they breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were full of stability.

"What did you just see?"

As soon as the gentleman entered the small pavilion, it was as if he was shrouded in a thick fog, and he could not see his figure clearly, but only a shadow. ”

Sure enough, Cui Yu's guess was very correct. ad_250_left();

"Sir, do you know what this place is?" Zhu Long asked.

Cui Yu glanced at the remaining twenty or thirty people, although he was already very sure in his heart what kind of place this was, but Cui Yu still didn't want to believe it.

Because if it is true, then I am afraid that none of them in the twenty or thirty people can get out, including himself.

Cui Yu nodded and said, "I don't want to lie to you, I probably already guessed, it's just ......"

There are no fools here, and when they see Cui Yu like this, they understand that this place is by no means a good place. Even the Jedi, they entered a Jedi where there was no life or death.

"Sir, just tell us, even if we die, let us die to understand. ”

Cui Yu looked at them and finally nodded.

When they entered here, there were more than 70 of them, and now more than 40 have died, and even these people will die without knowing when.

"This should be hell!" Cui Yu said slowly.

Hearing Cui Yu say this, the celestials present, including Zhu Long, all looked dazed.

In the heavenly realm, they only know that there is a mortal world, and there is no record of hell. It's no wonder that Cui Yu didn't react when he said such a terrifying two words.

"It's the world of the dead!" Cui Yu continued.

Hearing Cui Yu's explanation, these celestial people showed not fear, but a stunned look.

"Doesn't a person turn into nothingness after death and return to the way of heaven?"

Cui Yu's words have subverted their worldview.

Death and nothingness are the truth of the entire heavenly realm, which is said by the way of heaven, and no one has ever doubted it.

But today, what they saw and heard.

When a person dies, he does not become nothing, but comes to another world.

Cui Yu doesn't have time to popularize any worldview to them now, and what is unfolding in front of them now is something even more serious.

This may be hell, the real hell, not the copper furnace of purgatory in the mortal world.

Although Cui Yu still couldn't understand why this place was so similar to the world he was in in his previous life, the word hell alone showed that this place was terrible.

"Let's go, I'll explain to you later, we have no way out. Cui Yu glanced at the ghost fog that could already be seen, Cui Yu said.

Everyone followed behind Cui Yu with doubts, and when they stepped on the small pavilion, they were immediately stunned by the real scene.

The river of blood, and the dry bones that wailed endlessly, couldn't help but make them creepy.

It wasn't until Cui Yu called out a few times that they came back to their senses, crossed the small pavilion with Cui Yu, and walked down from the other side.

"Look!" one of the celestials turned to look behind him curiously. It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

But when they saw everything in the rear, they couldn't calm down anymore, even Cui Yu couldn't help but shudder.

When they came to the other side of the small pavilion, they looked back and saw that the ghost fog on the stone bridge had disappeared, allowing them to see the real situation in the ghost fog.

On the stone bridge, countless skeleton soldiers with whips in their hands waved from time to time, while they were escorting a series of translucent figures moving forward slowly.

Cui Yu is no stranger to these translucent figures, because these are souls.

They lined up in a row, all bound by a black chain, and walked forward with a sluggish expression.

But even so, if they walked slowly, those skull soldiers would not hesitate to swing the whip in their hands and hit the bodies of those souls.

Although there were no scars, the spirits were visibly in great pain, wailing incessantly.

The voice was the same as the one they had heard outside the mist.

"What the hell is this place?" some of the celestials almost collapsed.

Because in this strange team, they found the shadow of the celestial who was with them before.

It's just that they are just as dull and unaware.

Even Cui Yu found the soul of Zhu Yun, who had long since died, in their ranks.

I saw that Zhu Yun was bound by black chains, because he had no hands and feet, he was hung in the middle by the two ghosts in front and back, and as the team advanced, he kept rippling.

Cui Yu and the others were injured a lot before, in order to take care of them, in fact, the distance between them and the ghost fog was not very far, at this time, the ghost fog dissipated, and the scene inside was seen by them.

Only then did I realize that the team had come to the bridgehead.

"Stand back!" Cui Yu shouted.

Cui Yu, who is the master of the purgatory copper furnace, although he has never seen these ghost soldiers of hell, but from the strength of the ghost generals he has trained, he can see the general.

These skeletons that seem to be falling apart at any time, God knows what kind of strength they were when they were alive.

Even Cui Yu had to be afraid.

Driving everyone away, Cui Yu was alone, staring at the ghost team.

Legend has it that after people die, they have to take Huangquan Road and cross the Nai He Bridge, could it be that the broken stone bridge they walked on is the legendary Nai He Bridge.

After waiting for a long time, the soul standing at the front of the line finally arrived at the small pavilion.

Cui Yu felt that he was about to suffocate, and he quietly watched the spirit go up to the pavilion.

I saw that he was unconscious, as if instinctively, and walked to the woman in the pavilion who was suspected of being Meng Po, but he didn't stop, but wanted to step over directly, but at this time, the stone platform from which Cui Yu had seen the mortal scene suddenly lit up.

The spirit suddenly stopped, as if there was a kind of magic that made the almost puppet-like spirit look at the stone platform.

Cui Yu didn't know what he saw, but Cui Yu could obviously find that there was a trace of clarity in the eyes of this soul.

"Wangxiangtai!" Cui Yu's mind immediately appeared these three words.