Chapter 520 The So-Called Hell Is Nothing More than That

When Zuo Xiaoluo escaped from the eggshell hell, the clone Thirteen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face showed pain and a look of depression.

At the same time.

On the giant tree behind him, a layer of creatures exploded one after another, and they died so many that they could not die anymore, and even their bones could not be left.

Thirteen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "I didn't expect that you could escape from the eggshell hell so quickly?"

"What surprised me most was these monks. They actually gave up their lives to save you. It was so touching."

"Hehe..."

"However, these are far from enough. Since I said there are eighteen layers of hell, there are still seventeen layers behind. You just escaped from the eggshell hell by luck, and the next one is the real hell."

Zuo Xiaoluo looked at him coldly.

At this moment, her strength was many times stronger than before under the blessing of the will of the three armies and the battle formation.

Naturally, it can be seen that the so-called eighteen layers of hell are just illusions, and there is no so-called eighteen layers of hell.

At the same time, the reason why he was so strong was because of the blessing of the black giant tree, otherwise he would not be so powerful.

She focused her eyes and saw a wisp of black lines spreading out from the black giant tree, and then wrapped around the clone Thirteen.

Zuo Xiaoluo flashed and appeared in front of Thirteen in an instant, slashing at him with a knife.

"It's useless. How can you kill me without entering the Eighteen Layers of Hell and taking a walk?"

Thirteen did not move, looking at her with a smile.

As he said, Zuo Xiaoluo's earth-shaking attack did not cause any harm to him. At the moment when her long knife fell, his body seemed to have become a phantom, without any scars left.

Zuo Xiaoluo knew that he was not lying to her, so she slowly walked towards him.

"The second layer of hell, the scissors hell, appear!"

As the clone Thirteen spoke, Zuo Xiaoluo, who was walking forward, suddenly found that there were phantoms of scissors in front of her. As soon as these scissors appeared, they cut towards her with a cold light.

These scissors can not only attack the body, but also leave irreversible wounds once they are hurt.

Zuo Xiaoluo's strength is not the same as before. As soon as these scissors appeared, she swung them out, and all the scissors were shattered in an instant, and the second layer of scissor hell disappeared in front of her eyes.

Puff!

Clone Thirteen spit out blood again, and his expression became more and more ugly.

There were barely detectable wrinkles on his face, and his body was thinner out of thin air.

At the same time.

Behind him, on the giant tree, all the creatures in the second layer died.

"The third layer of iron tree hell, open it for me!"

Clone Thirteen roared, and an iron tree slammed towards Zuo Xiaoluo.

There were sharp long knives hanging on it, and as long as she touched it, she could mince it into meat in an instant.

Bang bang bang!

When the iron tree did not appear in front of Zuo Xiaoluo, she raised the long knife high, and a long knife shadow of hundreds of meters appeared above her head.

The long knife shadow fell, and in an instant, the so-called iron tree was chopped and exploded.

After this attack.

Zuo Xiaoluo had walked hundreds of meters forward. She was walking in the air, moving step by step, with amazing murderous intent.

At this moment, if he didn't kill this person, how could he be worthy of the dead soldiers.

Before she woke up, thousands of soldiers died in the hands of the enemy in order to wake her up.

Now.

Let her life be used to commemorate the dead soldiers!

Looking at Zuo Xiaoluo getting closer and closer, the face of the clone Thirteen was extremely ugly.

Behind him, all three layers of creatures died.

These creatures were fighting machines condensed by him after swallowing countless worlds and using the abilities given by the Nether Tree.

At the same time, with their help, he could also perform the strongest illusion in this universe.

In his illusion, the real and the fake, the true and the false, as long as the enemy is not careful, he will sink into the environment and will never be able to escape.

But.

He was horrified to find that after Zuo Xiaoluo was dragged into the illusion by him, she had no ability to resist at all.

She almost couldn't get out of the illusion.

But now.

The 13th clone felt the firmness in her heart that she had never felt before. It was a pure belief and a will that was so majestic that it was only to kill herself.

In this case, his illusion could not exert its strongest strength at all.

But this was his strongest attack method. He did not believe that anyone could not be affected by the illusion.

In fact.

There really was someone in this world who was not afraid of his illusion.

If this person came, he would have died a long time ago.

This person was Zhao Yi. With the power of the Nine Dragon Jade Seal, any illusion in front of him was like non-existent and could be destroyed in a snap of a finger.

The Mirror of Evil Hell, the Steamer Hell, the Copper Pillar Hell, the Knife Mountain Hell, the Iceberg Hell

The 13th clone manifested all the hells except the 18th layer of hell in one breath.

In an instant.

These hells trapped Zuo Xiaoluo in them. The knife mountain and the sea of ​​fire, the iceberg flames, the giant pillar blood pool.

All appeared around her.

Countless attacks attacked Zuo Xiaoluo.

The Thirteenth Clone looked at Zuo Xiaoluo who was struggling to hold on in hell. After suffering continuous attacks, she looked more and more embarrassed. A conceited expression appeared on his face.

He was a little out of control after casting such a powerful illusion in one breath.

But as long as he could hold on for a few breaths, he believed that he would be able to kill her in it.

However.

Just when he was proud, a cold voice appeared in his ears.

"What? Is this all your strength?"

The thirteenth clone was horrified. He turned around stiffly and found that Zuo Xiaoluo appeared behind him unscathed.

The tip of the knife was facing his heart. Although she couldn't kill him, this scene was enough to subvert his cognition.

"You"

"This"

He was dumbfounded, not knowing why all this happened.

In the distance, in the hell he constructed, Zuo Xiaoluo was still struggling and was about to be killed at any time.

Zuo Xiaoluo looked at him with disdain: "Is this what you call an illusion? It's nothing special. Once my mind is strong enough, I will not only not be afraid of your illusion, but also be able to use your method to return the favor."

"Since you can use the giant tree behind you to condense an illusion, why can't I use the 100,000 troops to put you in an illusion?"

After saying that, Zuo Xiaoluo waved her hand, and her figure in the distance exploded instantly.

The burst of energy instantly destroyed the so-called illusion.

In front of her.

At this moment, the clone Thirteen was constantly exploding with explosions, blood columns rushed into the sky, and his breath was extremely weak.