Chapter 2300 The Well-Deserved Eighteen Levels of Hell
Thinking of this, Tuchen's mind swept across the Taidian Palace
After finding nothing unusual, Tuchen's consciousness instantly poured out of the hall, and then began to explore the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The six huge blue channels in the sky are still dropping souls from all over the world.
The six reincarnation pools on the earth continue to store the souls who want to be reincarnated, allowing them to be reincarnated in the corresponding path according to the judgment of the underworld.
Everything shines without any differences
The divine consciousness penetrates into the majestic and mysterious aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which is constantly surging, and there is no difference.
Ye Chen, who noticed this, withdrew his consciousness and used the Eye of the Great Dao to look at it again from top to bottom, inside to outside.
It was only then that Tuchen breathed a sigh of relief, and then the space imprisoned him and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, Po Meng flew into the Taidian Palace, and then came to Tuchen.
"Go to the king,"
When Tuchen heard Po Meng's call, he turned around and looked over, and then said:
"After everything is taken care of, this is actually the dojo of Emperor Fengdu. Practicing here will be of great help to you."
"Thank you, husband. If it weren't for my husband, I don't know how long I would have been deceived..." Po Meng's heart warmed, and then she sighed.
Tuchen touched Po Meng's head and said: "This is my fault. I calculated it all at the beginning, but I missed this weapon spirit."
If I could have calculated from the beginning that it would get a chance due to the establishment of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I would never give it any chance of survival. "
This has nothing to do with your husband, it’s because I don’t know much about myself,” Po Meng hugged Tuchen and said softly.
Po Meng doesn’t want to complain about herself. Bi Hao is her go-go king.
Tuchen smiled, and then said: The past is over, no need to mention it. If anything happens in the future, don’t hide it, tell me directly, do you understand? 2 "
I know, go ahead..." Po Meng nodded heavily and said
When Ye Chen heard this, he kissed Po Meng, then looked up at the sky
Tianji is still in chaos, but it is moving towards the initial chaos.
We don’t have much time. If you don’t wait, go directly to see Zizang and solve his unstable factor.”
If Tuchen hadn't disturbed the secret of heaven by promulgating the imperial edict, Tuchen would never have come to the underworld, let alone see Po Meng.
Otherwise, it will not only bring endless trouble to Po Meng, but also bring the threat of Ju Tai to the last ten.
Of course, even Tuchen himself will be greatly affected by this.
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that the secret of heaven is chaotic and the way of heaven cannot be explored. This is a good thing for d Tuchen.
If you can spit out the morning, you have always wanted to keep Tianji in chaos.
Only in this way will Heaven be powerless and unable to monitor Tuchen.
Thinking of this, Tuchen looked at Po Meng and said, "Let's go, take me to the eighth hell and meet Ksitigarbha. His favor cannot be delayed."
Ksitigarbha will not betray the enemy in a short period of time, and if everything goes well, he will never betray the enemy.
However, nothing is absolute, and Tuchen couldn't tell whether Ksitigarbha, who had discovered that he had plotted against him, would do anything crazy.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid that if Ksitigarbha goes crazy, then whether it is the underworld, Meng Po, or Hou Tu and Tuchen, they will all be affected.
Ye Chen didn't want to see such a result.
Therefore, Tuchen must solve the trouble of Ksitigarbha, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
"Okay, husband," Po Meng nodded and responded, then waved her right hand, and the female A Jinhei's whirlpool appeared not far away.
Ye Chen glanced at the dark whirlpool, smiled slightly, and then followed Po Meng toward the whirlpool.
The next second, Tuchen and Po Meng disappeared in the six realms of reincarnation.
There are eight levels of hell, each level has punishments, including pulling out tongues, pans of oil, mountains of knives, seas of fire, etc. The further down, the more severe the punishments.
And the pain he endures will also be weighed down by his family.
Of course, the criteria for judging all these are in the hands of Yama, the underworld scholar.
According to the amount of karma in front of the cow, we can judge whether we will be reincarnated or go to hell, and which level of hell we will be reincarnated in.
Of course, the evil ones will be tortured countless times on each floor and then go to the next floor to continue the torture.
In the end, the evil ones will be sent to the eighth level of hell and suffer eternal pain.
If you can't die, you can't live, you will have to endure pain every minute, and you will never be able to transcend.
For now, the eighth level of hell has the largest number of people, and that is the eighth level of hell.
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There are some kind-hearted creatures from all over the world, but most of them have the sorrow of blood on their hands.
The reason is very simple. The prehistoric game has affected Wan Si.
Almost all living beings have gained strength, and this naturally brings about fights and killings.
In this way, it is almost the same for good people to say that there is nothing out of ten.
On the eighth floor of Hell Warrior, the space suddenly distorted and a dark vortex suddenly appeared on top of a stone pillar standing on top of the lava.
The next second, Tuchen and Po Meng walked out of the twisted dark vortex and appeared here.
In this warm moment, the overwhelming screams reached Tuchen's ears.
Weeping like pie, painful, unwilling, desperate, and contains the meaning of violence
Tuchen looked around and saw that one soul after another, which was obviously very powerful, was being held down by little devils and being tortured continuously.
All kinds of cruel punishments were directed at their souls.
The howls and screams come from these seemingly powerful spirits.
Further away, there are the tortured souls of Mamoto. Unfortunately, the pain makes their expressions constantly distorted.
Farther away, there is a battlefield with countless powerful souls fighting each other crazily as if they have lost their minds.
But even if he dies in battle, he will be resurrected immediately and fight again in just one breath.
Some souls seem to have gained consciousness and want to leave the battlefield. Unfortunately, they cannot break through the thin film covering the battlefield, and then they will be found by others and fight again.
When he was resurrected after dying in battle, he became a mindless one again, and would only blindly join the battle, continue to kill, and continue to suffer pain without stopping.
"This man has lived up to his reputation of eight hells,"
Tuchen thought of this, and then looked not far away, where he saw a bald man sitting cross-legged, and the strange beast that nervously raised his head next to him and looked over.
"When he saw me coming, Ksitigarbha didn't even bother to greet me. His temper was really bad."
"Is he really not afraid of death?"
Thinking of this, Tuchen raised his eyebrows and then flew straight towards Ksitigarbha.