Chapter 202 Chapter 201

The endless dark world.

At the end of that distant and unreachable darkness, the light of sparks and blood flickered condensedly.

"Hahaha, okay, okay!"

Seeing that Wu Dao didn't show any resentment towards him, the unknown ancient existence who claimed to be the Emperor calmly tested his details.

I was even more satisfied with Wu Dao in my heart:

"Strength is stronger than others, and the sharpness is revealed; power is weaker than others, and the hidden edge is sharp.

The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.

The emperor is really more and more satisfied with you. "

The dark torment of eons of solitude.

This catastrophe is a great hatred that cannot be washed away by anyone.

No matter how strong your mind is, you will be as strong as a god or Buddha.

After the black hand appeared, he would also glare at King Kong. It was impossible to suppress the murderous intent towards the instigator, like a sea of ​​resentment.

But Wu Dao this person.

It really surprised him.

No surprise or fear, no resentment or hatred.

Like the eternal cold pool.

Thousands of calamities, ten thousand difficulties, just can't stir up a ripple.

Did Wu Dao not hate him?

Impossible!

He is sure that there are countless silent volcanoes hidden under the eternal cold pool.

Once you get the chance.

Countless volcanoes will erupt immediately.

Burn him to ashes!

But Wu Dao is too smart.

Judging the situation, honor and disgrace are not obvious.

The priority of any behavior is whether it is beneficial to oneself.

The second is the seven emotions and six desires.

If you change to someone who will be dominated by emotions.

The moment he appeared.

The endless hatred and resentment cannot be suppressed.

They will definitely gnash their teeth, shout and kill, and quickly intensify the conflict between the two sides.

But Wu Dao...

Terribly calm!

He is somewhat incomprehensible.

What exactly did Wu Dao go through to have such a terrifying mind.

Such a temper to His appetite!

pity.

His remnant soul has been wiped out in endless years of calamity, except for a trace of supreme essence, the power it can exert is really limited.

otherwise……

With His temper.

If you want to know, do it.

There is no need for hypocrisy and obscenity.

Search soul search knowledge!

Naturally, he can know all the secrets of Wu Dao.

He is very curious.

Originally, a person who lost all three elixir and lost all life.

What kind of a seed was changed?

That's why he has this terrible heart.

But what he is sure of is.

Wu Dao is by no means an old monster who stood in the same field as him and was reincarnated after many calamities.

because……

No matter how the years of catastrophe melt away.

As long as one has stood in that field, the supreme flavor in the essence cannot be hidden.

"so……"

Facing the praise of the mysterious god at the end of the bloody light, Wu Dao was neither happy nor proud, and said calmly, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The history of the past and the present.

He has taken the time to understand.

As long as you know the identity of the other party.

All kinds of information can be matched one by one.

Know nothing.

After all, it was too unfavorable.

"Tsk, little guy, as smart as you are, you should understand what kind of things are in people's heads at what level."

The mysterious existence in the blood light joked: "Some things, just knowing about them, have already been contaminated with karma and committed a serious crime. Can you bear it?"

"Understood."

Wu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, and vaguely guessed the identity of the creature in the blood light.

But that's a sliver of speculation.

He was cut off in an instant.

and.

He hypnotized consciousness on a deeper level.

Determine the identity of this mysterious existence as an ancient monster.

other information.

No need to think about it.

With the attitude of this old monster.

It was obvious that his identity was involved in something extraordinary, and it was very likely that his enemies were all over the world.

He doesn't want to see a day in the future.

Suddenly, a group of inexplicable powers appeared and shouted at him, saying that he had the karma with the old monster, and his crime was unforgivable.

That would be troublesome.

And it's a pointless fight.

"Tsk, you're still so smart."

The bloody light at the end of the darkness watched Wu Dao's expression change, and it could be clearly observed that the curiosity in Wu Dao's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he gave another admiration.

He didn't bluff Wu Dao.

His existence.

To know is a sin.

In those miscellaneous hearts.

He is absolutely not allowed to have the slightest possibility of resurrection.

Any living beings who have contaminated with him.

In the eyes of those beings, it is a chance for His resurrection.

He really appreciates Wu Dao.

At the same time, he also planned to change Wu Dao.

But not quick success.

When Wu Dao reached a sufficient height.

He will guide Wu Dao into the game.

Encounter twice.

Ordinarily, it's a coincidence.

But people at his level do know that.

He and Wu Dao are destined to have constant entanglements and a lot of opportunities in the future.

certainly……

The premise is that Wu Dao has a future,

really get His approval.

otherwise.

His thoughts would immediately turn into the third possibility Wu Dao guessed, completely becoming one of his pawns.

buzz~

Bloody tremors.

The endless dark world is like broken pieces of glass, and colorful lights shine through the cracks, and the perception has colors again.

In the broken world.

The mysterious old monster roared to his soul with a somewhat cruel and joking voice: "This emperor said that there are three steps on the road from the weak to the strong.

Alone, dead, ordinary.

Only by adapting to endless solitude, crossing countless life and death, and never yielding to fate, can one become a real strong man.

This is the first pass.

You have passed.

so……"

Rumble——

The dark world is completely broken.

Instead, there is an unfathomable abyss of death, spewing out all life, and spouting endless wailing sounds of punished evil spirits.

Misery, despair, cycle of death...

Just like the Avici Hell in the myths and legends, once you fall into it, you will have to die if you can't survive, and you will suffer eternal death.

Countless layers of purgatory light.

Turned into a swamp black hole.

Derived dense tentacles, covering Wu Dao in all directions, dragging him into the desperate endless purgatory below.

"Please please me, let me see how stubborn your strong heart is!"

The somewhat excited voice of the mysterious old monster is still resounding in his soul: "This is the mud plow abyss prison, you don't need to know what its prototype is.

You just need to know.

Once fell into the mud plow abyss.

Will be subjected to what can be called endless death torture.

A total of eighteen floors!

The first floor, ten thousand death penalty!

After going through thousands of deaths, what awaits you is not liberation, but a fall into the more brutal second layer, where you will be punished by death a million times!

The third floor, one trillion!

The fourth floor, Yijing!

...

Until you cross the eighteenth level of hell, you will pass the second level.

If you win.

The emperor will give you a good reward.

If you lose..."

Speaking of which.

The mysterious old monster's laughter was suddenly ruthless and cold:

"This emperor will live a good life for you!

Looking forward to it?

Are you excited?

Let's start this wonderful journey! "

clatter~

Numerous tentacle tentacles completely wrapped Wu Dao.

last moment.

The mysterious old monster still didn't see any panic on Wu Dao's face.

on the contrary……

Wu Dao bared his teeth and opened his mouth wide, revealing a crazy demonic smile that the old monster couldn't understand:

"Thank you for your reward, I'm so excited... I'm about to pull the flag!!"

Rumble——

The light of the immeasurable mud plow abyss swallows everything.

When Wu Dao has perception again.

Already on the boundless black land formed by a bloody and muddy swamp.

right in front of him.

There is a round of black stone mill as big as a star rolling rumblingly, and countless meat paste is scattered on the belt, crushing towards the invisible Wu Dao.

Rumble——

He was not given any time to react.

The big mill that seemed to grind the world into nothingness carried an irresistible force and crushed him into a flat puddle of mud.

Unimaginably tragic pain.

Sweeping every inch of microscopic tissue in an instant, occupying the consciousness of the soul, just lightly crushed, but it seems to have been tortured in hell for countless years.

Really can't survive!

Please die!

Even more terrifying.

After turning into meat paste.

Can't break free from the big grind at all.

Stick to the top.

The big grind won't set you free.

On the contrary, it will make you recover, let you watch the big mill keep turning, and after waiting for the extreme fear of death torment, you will come into contact with the black earth again, and be ground into meat again!

The first floor of the Mud Plow Hell——

Grinding the world!

"Hiss~"

Grinding the world above the mill.

Wu Dao was like a flattened bedbug, the mud kept rolling with the big mill, and the extreme pain made him tremble all over.

Trembling with excitement! !

"Cool! Turn faster! Turn faster!!"

He wasn't half-frightened or desperate.

on the contrary.

Still dissatisfied, he urged Damo.

Tell Da Mo to spin faster to make him feel better!

'Oh~'

The end of the mud plow abyss.

The mysterious old monster stared at the crazy Wu Dao and laughed.

Mud plow deep prison.

Every 'death' penalty.

The degree of pain from the body and soul will surpass that of the last time, and it is far from being comparable to the constant loneliness.

A hundred times.

Maybe it can be tough.

But if it is tens of thousands, billions, trillions...

and!

Each time is far more painful than the last time!

This is a completely impossible ordeal, he does not believe that Wu Dao can bear it!

Of course, the mud plow abyss can't really kill Wu Dao.

Nature.

It is just the manifestation of the supreme characteristic of the mysterious existence, with a high personality and limited power, and does not have the ability to completely kill Wu Dao.

But there is danger hidden in it.

Even scarier than death.

Once the slightest fear of death is born in Wu Dao's heart!

Deny the idea of ​​giving up your life.

Even if it's just a trace!

The balance of victory and defeat will be completely tilted!

From the beginning.

The mysterious existence makes Wu Daosheng's thoughts not accounted for 30%.

Because compared to the unpredictable future.

Deep down in his heart, he valued the secret hidden by Wu Dao even more.

However……

As time goes by.

The mysterious existence gradually fell silent.

Rumble——

The mill that grinds the world never stops turning.

Time and time again, Wu Dao on the big mill was ground into mud.

Never made contact with the earth.

The pain it caused was far worse than the last time.

but!

a hundred times...

"It's cool, it's so cool!"

a thousand times...

ten thousand times...

"It's boring, it's boring!!"

Wu Dao roared excitedly and madly.

Never stopped.

Later, he was even a little dissatisfied with the status quo.

This weird situation.

Even the mysterious existence can't fix it.

He feels.

It didn't seem like he was torturing Wu Dao.

on the contrary.

It's rewarding him.

Illusion...

Rumble——

The endless sea of ​​flames churned, burning the sky and cooking the world.

After 10,000 times of meat grinding punishment.

Wu Dao fell into the second layer of the mud plow abyss prison - burning heart and flames!

The sky and the earth are red and hot.

The sea of ​​fire surged endlessly.

Heart fire ignites the seven emotions and six desires.

The hell fire burns the body, and the heart burns the soul.

Unimaginable physical pain.

The boiling distracting thoughts and desires turned into knives to scrape the soul.

It almost made Wu Dao go crazy on the spot.

But gods and ghosts blessed him.

Gods, ghosts and heaven are liberated, but heaven and man have no intention.

Let the sea of ​​fire burn your body, and let your heart burn your soul.

Wu Dao didn't beg for mercy and howl, instead he enjoyed it.

huh huh~

The sea of ​​red flames is surging, and the invisible fire grinds the soul.

100,000 times...

million times...

million times...

100 million!

The number of times Wu Dao was punished for "death" kept increasing, but the torment in the mud plow deep prison was endless.

The third floor is the rotten white cave.

A trillion poisonings!

The fourth floor, the eye of wind and thunder.

A punishment of purgatory wind and thunder.

The fifth floor, the sea of ​​parasites.

A punishment of insect bites.

The fifth floor...

The sixth floor...

I don't know how many years.

The number of punishments is an astronomical number.

Wu Dao's excited voice of madness

Never stopped.

Contrary to him.

It is the mysterious old monster who is getting more and more silent.