Chapter 255: Crazy Once

Wrong, the order is wrong.

This black-faced ghost messenger is probably very powerful, and he may even come here directly on orders.

And its only target is Ji Li.

Ji Li was also panicked for a moment at this moment, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

Where is Avici Hell?

He didn't know much, but he knew a little. Just from the name, he knew it was definitely not a good place!

He was a living person who disguised himself as a dead soul to enter the underworld. Now he has not heard the verdict, but he is going to be dragged into Avici Hell?

Whose order is this? Who has such great power to directly change his fate?

Ji Li thought of a terrible existence. He was so anxious that sweat appeared on his forehead. How can he resist now?

If he doesn't go, he may rely on the umbrella sin object to fight this black-faced ghost messenger, but what about the next thing.

Even if the black-faced ghost messenger can be sealed, how should the person who gave the order behind it be dealt with?

This is equivalent to destroying the small one and directly attracting a larger and more powerful existence.

What's more, would Chang Nian and others still be willing to help him at this time?

Ji Li can't use the sin object!

He looked at the people around him, but he found that except Chang Nian and Yu Guo, Dong Yuan and others were already as scared as if they saw the plague god.

They retreated several meters, completely drawing a line between themselves and Ji Li.

Even Chang Nian and Yu Guo showed extremely strong hesitation and retreat in their eyes.

Previously, they used the sin object and followed Ji Li's arrangements just to keep the team alive, but now the black-faced ghost messenger only targeted Ji Li.

Can they still use the sin object to cause endless troubles?

This price is not something they can afford.

And Chang Nian has another concern in his heart, that is, why Ji Li was beaten to that terrible existence.

Avici Hell...

Also known as the Infinite Hell, it is the most terrible place among the eighteen levels of hell. Only those who have committed heinous crimes and angered the heavens will be thrown into this hell.

Even those who have committed the ten evils can be beaten to this hell immediately after entering the gate of hell without trial.

There are five meanings of "Wu Jian".

The first is "Wu Jian" (nothing to do with one's fate). One will be punished as soon as one enters the underworld.

The second is "Wu Jian" (nothing to suffer). One will suffer all the punishments in hell without any escape.

The third is "Wu Jian" (nothing to do with time). One will be tortured all the time and will never stop.

The fourth is "Wu Jian" (nothing to do with one's life). One will be reborn and die thousands of times in one day. One will be resurrected and continue to be punished.

The fifth is "Wu Jian" (nothing to do with one's body). Hell is 84,000 yojanas long and wide. The size of hell is the size of the punished person. All the punishments in hell must be endured at the same time!

This kind of pain is no longer something that a living person can bear. On the contrary, the stronger the will, the more intense the pain, until your soul is completely annihilated!

This is the legendary pain, and even the most terrible torture that humans can imagine.

Chang Nian looked at the black-faced Yincha in horror. To be precise, it should be the specific soul-collecting messenger in the Avici Hell: Abang Rakshasa.

Abang Rakshasa did not have the patience to give Ji Li time to continue thinking. He threw a black iron chain from his waist, which spun in the air and headed straight for Ji Li's neck.

Ji Li still hadn't figured out why he was sent to hell, but he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

He was about to dodge, but the chain seemed to capture him automatically, and he felt like he couldn't dodge.

He had clearly rolled back, but the moment he straightened his waist, he found that his neck had been completely caught by the chain.

Not only that, his limbs and ankles were also locked.

A horse neighed, and Ji Li was dragged to the ground by a huge force. His body and the coffin behind him rubbed violently on the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The anxious Yu Guo, the complicated Chang Nian, and the frightened Dong Yuan and others, one by one, were getting farther and farther away in Ji Li's eyes.

He knew that he was the only one who left.

Ji Li's body was dragged behind the horse's tail, and a lot of dust had completely dyed his hair and face yellow. He tried his best to find a way to unlock the chain, but it was useless.

These shackles clearly have supernatural powers, but they can still work when tied to him.

But as a sin-immune body, Ji Li knows that he can't get rid of only the shackles, not the supernatural power.

Fortunately, there is a dark red coffin behind him, so he has not suffered any friction damage for the time being, otherwise he will be half dead along the way.

This also gives Ji Li time to think about countermeasures.

"Why am I sent to the hell of endless suffering?"

This is an extremely important question. Ji Li thinks that he has killed many people and done many evil things in his life, but he will never be sent to the hell of endless suffering!

Ji Li doesn't know this place, but he has heard about it more or less.

Not everyone can go there, Ji Li thinks he is not qualified!

So where did the incident occur? He guessed there were two, one was the gray soul in his body, and the other was the dark red coffin behind him.

But he couldn't guess which one of the two was it.

If it was the gray soul, he naturally had nothing to say and couldn't deal with it.

And the second possibility, this coffin is not impossible.

The Coffin of a Hundred Ghosts is an extremely evil object, so it is hard to say whether it will bring him unexpected misfortune. Who knows how many ghosts have been sealed in this coffin?

Now that he was carrying the coffin, he became the actual representative of the coffin.

The sins of the hundred ghosts were all imposed on him alone, and it was very likely that he would be dragged into the hell of endless suffering!

Ji Li did not regret choosing this coffin. Even though his fate would be neither life nor death, he still believed that if the coffin led to the current situation.

Then it was enough to prove that even the underworld had recognized the specialness of this coffin, and perhaps the real way out was on it!

Thanks to the protection of the dark red coffin, the injuries Ji Li suffered along the way were resolved.

When his body stopped, the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.

He fell to the ground and saw a dark red sky, no clouds, only dark red, like the color of volcanic magma and sticky blood mixed together.

At the same time, an unimaginable feeling of dryness and stuffiness came over him.

The hell of endless suffering is a hot hell. It is a world of fire, and there is no longer the darkness seen in the Yellow Spring Road and Ghost Gate before.

Without Abang Luosha's action, Ji Li began to tear his clothes frantically and uncontrollably.

He felt that his internal organs were being burned by the fire, and it had already burned his skin, like an illusion or his own imagination.

Because his long hair and clothes did not mean to burn, but he could not stand the heat.

Ji Li barely took a look at the current environment.

He was on a dark cliff, and the blood-red sky illuminated the eight Yin Mountains, which looked like eight volcanoes, with thick magma flowing in the valleys with gullies.

It was called magma, but it was more like blood!

Ji Li could not see farther than these eight volcanoes, but he knew there must be farther.

At the same time, his consciousness was gradually expanding, his body was also expanding, the shackles were also expanding, and the dark red coffin behind him that was already connected to his fate was also expanding!

How big the sky is, how big the hell is, how big Ji Li is, from this moment on, every inch of his skin and every part of his body will be tortured by different punishments.

There will be no end, no peace!

Ji Li felt his fate. Before he could not resist lying flat on his back to be punished, he suddenly turned his head to look at Abang Luosha who was getting farther and farther away on the black cliff.

Abang Luosha looked at him as if he was looking at an ant on the verge of death, indifferent to life and death.

And at this moment, Ji Li's eyes flashed with madness for the first time.