Chapter 1734 The Trial of the King of Hell! Become a Prisoner
Chapter 1734 The trial of the King of Hell! become a prisoner
"Black and white are unparalleled, see the King of Hell." Two figures, one black and one white, said to the King of Yama respectfully.
Their words made Chen Mo blind and confused.
He actually came to the Palace of Hell!
Looking at this posture again, Chen Mo seems to be entering the rhythm of the eighteenth level of hell.
Sure enough, King Yama waved his hand and said: "The person in front of me is Chen Mo. He committed many crimes and did not come to report after his death, so his crime is increased one level."
"I pronounce the sentence that you will be cast into the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reincarnated."
boom!
The gavel in the hand of King Yama suddenly slapped the table, declaring Chen Mo's unforgivable sin.
Suddenly, Chen Mo felt sad. He raised his head and looked at King Yama. His tone was extremely cold and he said indifferently: "King Yama, what you said is wrong. I made no mistakes. How can I have so many sins and not die? The crime is aggravated. You have such disregard for the law and condemned me for a heinous crime. This move is not in line with the impartial and selfless side of you, King Yama."
boom!
Chen Mo's words made King Yama stunned on the spot. Chen Mo actually questioned his trial and simply despised him, King Yama. Moreover, he spoke impartially and selflessly.
This made King Yama look down on Chen Mo even more.
With a somewhat gloomy look, King Yama looked at Chen Mo intently.
"Are you not convinced?"
These words hit his heart, making it difficult for Chen Mo to resist, but when he thought of entering the eighteenth level of hell, he immediately straightened his body and said proudly: "I, Chen Mo, do not accept it."
"very good."
It could be seen that King Yama was already angry at this moment, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Mo changed. He seemed to be impatient, but more of a look of disgust.
"You, Chen Mo, died in the previous life and did not go through reincarnation. Instead, you were reborn in a certain person through a certain method. This king does not need to pursue these matters."
"But you have cultivated for many years and killed countless people. This is enough to send you to the eighteenth level of hell. But you are not convinced. I would like to ask, why are you not convinced? Didn't you kill those people?"
Having said this, King Yama felt confident.
As a cultivator, killing people is just a nod to the ground, this is normal.
This underworld is the territory of King Yama, who is responsible for the administration of justice in the underworld. Even if Chen Mo refuses to accept it, King Yama will send Chen Mo to the eighteenth level of hell, and Chen Mo will not be reincarnated.
Cultivators' physical strength brings the benefit of improvement, and they can live longer than ordinary people.
Many times, being in the underworld does not depend on how strong you were in your previous life, but on whether the sins you committed in the human world are enough to enter the eighteenth level of hell.
Chen Mo killed people all the way from the mortal world, to the cultivation world, and then to the Badlands. During this period, he killed as many people as a carp crossing a river.
Therefore, King Yama has enough reasons to send Chen Mo to the eighteenth level of hell.
However, Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh after hearing what King Yama said.
"King Yama, what you said is indeed true, but the people I killed were all people who deserved to be killed."
"Can you, King Yama, guarantee that you have never killed anyone? Including ghosts?"
As soon as these words came out, King Yama suddenly looked ugly.
Looking at Chen Mo, King Yama was shocked again.
"Chen Mo, you are rebelling against heaven. I am in charge of the judicial office of the underworld under the orders of the emperor. I also hold the book of life and death of heaven and the judge's pen, so I represent the law."
"And you uttered arrogant words, questioned me, and acted like this. If you don't kill me, it will be difficult to quell the anger in my heart."
"Black and white are impermanent, take him down, throw him into the hell of scissors, and make him disappear into ashes."
King Yama gives an order, as if there is power from heaven.
Black and white Wuchang looked at each other, and then came to Chen Mo, but there was already a soul-locking chain in his hand. The moment the Yin Qi was injected, the soul-locking chain trapped Chen Mo tightly.
It's not that Chen Mo hasn't tried to struggle, but the imprisoning power of this soul chain is very frightening.
"Chen Mo, don't even think about breaking free. The Soul Chain has the power to restrain you. If you struggle, I cannot guarantee whether your soul will be wiped out."
King Yama reminded me.
The light in his eyes flashed, and the meaning was self-evident.
The Soul Locking Chain is a treasure from the underworld, specially designed to deal with the soul body. As long as Chen Mo moves a little, the soul of the soul body will be weak, and in the end, the soul will fly away.
Chen Mo sighed deeply and said nothing.
At this moment, he was really like a downcast phoenix, worse than a chicken, having lost the chance of reincarnation.
"Take him down."
King Yama gave another order and looked at Chen Mo with extraordinary dignity. After Chen Mo and Black and White Wuchang left, King Yama continued to pick up the book of life and death and watch the dead creatures.
After leaving the Palace of Hell, Black and White Wuchang escorted Chen Mo and left Fengdu City directly.
Along the way, Chen Mo couldn't help but said: "Brothers, do you know what this scissor hell is like? After entering, can I, Chen Mo, still be able to leave and be reincarnated?"
Although Chen Mo would go to hell, Chen Mo refused to give up and would leave even if there was a chance.
Because he still has too many things that have not been completed.
Like his body, Hei Wuchang had a cold face and did not answer Chen Mo's words. Instead, Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "Chen Mo, you have entered the scissors hell and you will never be able to come out in this life. Among the eighteen levels of hell, the scissors hell is all there is." A ghost’s nightmare.”
Chen Mo said: "Is there no chance to escape the scissor hell alive?"
"Method?"
Hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Wuchang found it funny and said: "You have offended King Yama so much and still want to get out of the scissors hell. I think you might as well think about how to bear the pain of the scissors hell if you ask this question." .”
While he was talking, Chen Mo and others had already arrived at Tianmen Pass. Looking around, there was an archway outside Tianmen Pass, and the clouds were shining into the clouds. Looking along the gate of the archway, one could see that there was so much resentment inside, and there was even more gloomy air. Create a scary atmosphere.
Moreover, there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves inside, which made Chen Mo terrified.
"This is the gate of hell. It's really terrifying. I, Chen Mo, have become a prisoner."
"Why!"
An endless sigh came from Chen Mo's mouth. He thought that there were no ghosts in this world, but he didn't expect that even ghosts were divided into levels and were even forced to go to jail.
Looking back on everything that happened in the past, Chen Mo felt as if he was lost.
Luo Li, Yan Qingcheng, Liang Feiyun, I, Chen Mo, have failed you after all.
Bai Wuchang held Chen Mo, looked forward, and said calmly: "Boy, after passing this hell gate, one step forward is Naihe Bridge and Huangquan Road. After reaching Naihe Bridge, you will reach the 18th floor of hell. From now on, you will live in a dark place. .”
"I, Bai Wuchang, think well of you, so I would like to advise you to take a good look at this world."
Although he said this, Bai Wuchang did mean to be playful. Chen Mo offended King Yama. No matter how unjust he was, he could never escape the punishment of the underworld.
Chen Mo ignored Bai Wuchang's words.
Then, Chen Mo and Black and White Wuchang walked into the gate of hell and arrived at the legendary Huangquan Road.
Huangquan Road is as its name suggests. Looking along the way, it is full of ghosts of death, and there are constant complaints.
Perhaps, this is the road to hell, life is impermanent, and there is reincarnation in the way of heaven.
Death is life and death.