Chapter 2305 Resurrection

Sixteen pictures of hell, or there are ghosts and ghosts cramping and knocking on bones; or local black crows pecking at heart and liver; or hot oil without body, boiling boiling;

There may be giant bees gathering, or ant colonies surging, or vicious dogs patrolling, or poisonous scorpions lurking, or purple snakes wandering...

Every picture of hell is completely different.

Different environment and terrain, different hell creatures.

The only thing that is the same is that the monks who fall into it will suffer enormous pain and torture, either being tortured, or being torn apart and eaten by hell creatures, and none of them will end well!

These sixteen pictures are simple in strokes, but they fully embody the horrors of hell.

Although the martial arts deity did not personally experience the many scenes in it, he could still feel the struggle and pain of many creatures inside through these pictures.

It is not easy to leave traces on this hard rocky ground. To be able to make such a picture shows the skill of the person who painted it.

The martial arts deity always felt that something was wrong, and this matter was a little weird.

However, he was thinking about Yan Beichen in his heart, and his mind was messy, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

"Could it be that there are sixteen different areas of Avici Hell?"

Sirius also followed behind the Martial Dao deity. After reading the sixteen pictures of hell, he said thoughtfully.

The martial arts deity fell into contemplation and remained silent.

"strangeness."

Sirius walked around the corpse of Emperor Bo Xun before saying, "These sixteen pictures of hell were drawn around the corpse of the old master. Is there any deep meaning?"

The martial arts deity moved in his heart, and suddenly asked: "In the beginning you fell here, didn't you see these sixteen pictures of hell?"

"of course not."

Sirius shook his head subconsciously.

The martial arts deity suddenly thought of a possibility. Under the silver mask, his face changed greatly!

In an instant, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, unable to breathe!

The martial arts deity was silent for a while, and asked slowly: "Then these sixteen pictures of hell... Who drew them?"

"how could I know."

Sirius didn't even think about it, and replied.

He has not yet understood the implication of the words of the martial arts deity.

"I drew it."

Another voice sounded, quiet and gentle, neither light nor heavy.

This is not the voice of the martial arts deity, nor the voice of Sirius.

In this empty hall, there is a third living person!

Moreover, this voice came from their side!

hiss!

In an instant, Sirius only felt a chill all over his body, the wolf hair all over his body stood up, his mouth was open, his expression was horrified, his eyes were full of fear, his whole body trembled, and he seemed to think of the most terrifying thing in the world!

The Martial Dao deity had already anticipated it just now, but when he heard the third voice, he still felt a creepy feeling, and his heart trembled!

The martial arts deity slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the corpse of Emperor Bo Xun.

Sirius also turned his head, and the wolf's eyes were full of terror.

It's just this simple action, but it is extremely difficult for Sirius to do it.

I saw the withered 'corpse' sitting cross-legged, slowly raised its head, the long hair on the forehead gradually slid to the sides, revealing a thin face.

This face does not look old. According to the age, it can only be regarded as middle-aged, with no beard, handsome features, and clear eyes.

Although the clothes are ragged and the face is unkempt, this face is quite dignified and solemn.

The middle-aged man's eyes were soft and smiling, which seemed to calm his mind and restore his calm.

But even so, Sirius was so frightened that his whole body was paralyzed, his limbs were tightly attached to the ground, shivering, his wolf head lowered, and he didn't even dare to look at the middle-aged man.

"Old, old, old master..."

The voice of Sirius, with a hint of trembling, was stumbling in three simple words.

Until this time, the martial arts deity really confirmed that this middle-aged man was the Emperor Bo Xun of that year!

But he never thought that after so many years, Emperor Bo Xun was beaten into Abi Hell by more than 20 strong emperors, and he didn't die, and he lived to this day!

When the Martial Dao deity realized that Emperor Bo Xun might still be alive, his first reaction was that Sirius set up a plan and deliberately led him to come,

But he thought about it, Sirius was very resistant to Abi Hell and didn't want to come back at all.

Moreover, seeing Sirius’s current reaction, it can be inferred that Sirius also doesn’t know anything about it!

Otherwise, Sirius would not be frightened like this.

Facing the legendary Emperor Bo Xun, a powerful emperor who had come back from the dead, if there is no fear in his heart, it is absolutely impossible.

The martial arts deity is just trying to keep calm as much as possible, keep calm.

If Emperor Bo Xun wanted to kill him, he would absolutely be powerless to resist.

Fortunately, the appearance of Emperor Bo Xun does not seem to be as scary as he imagined, and it is far from the image of the legendary devil.

"You are Qiqing."

Emperor Bo Xun said softly.

The Demon King of Seven Emotions of the past turned into an artifact spirit, and in this life, he was reborn with the help of the body of a heavenly wolf, and was seen by Emperor Bo Xun at a glance!

"Yes, yes, it's me."

Sirius responded with a trembling voice.

"You just called me the old master, that is to say, you already have a new master?"

Emperor Bo Xun asked with a smile, not seeming to be angry.

Sirius trembled.

Although Emperor Bo Xun was laughing, Sirius was so frightened that he was about to cry!

"Old, old master, I thought you had fallen, so..."

The voice of Sirius, with a hint of crying, quickly explained: "If I knew that you were still alive, I would never betray and find another master!"

"nothing."

Emperor Bo Xun waved his hand gently and said with a smile: "You can get a free body and practice again. This is your creation, how can I blame you."

Sirius was stunned for a moment, the fear in his eyes still did not diminish at all, and he lay on the ground honestly, not daring to move.

"You are the current master of Qiqing."

Emperor Bo Xun turned his eyes, looked at the martial arts deity, and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

The martial arts deity hesitated a little, nodded, bowed and saluted: "In Xiahuangwu, see the seniors."

"Don't be too polite."

Emperor Bo Xun nodded slightly, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said, "You can withstand the power of the six desires in the Jidu knife at a young age, which is really terrifying."

"Qiqing can follow you in the future, it's not a disgrace to his origin."

The martial arts deity was stunned.

The Emperor Bo Xun in front of him is more like a kind-hearted elder, without the slightest cruelty and brutality, his eyes are soft, and his heart is broad.

If you didn't know the identity of this person, the martial arts deity really thought that the person in front of him was an eminent monk of Buddhism!

Sirius was lying on the side, secretly glanced at the martial arts deity, and his eyes were full of fear.

There are countless things he wants to say in his heart, but Emperor Bo Xun is on the side, how dare he act rashly, not even a single thought!