Chapter 1287 Entering the Eighteen Hells, an Opportunity to Comprehend the Magical Power of the Origin of the Great Dao

"Father, don't!"

Hearing the words of Emperor Donghua, Yuan Che's face suddenly changed.

She knew how terrifying the Eighteen Hells were.

That was the heaviest punishment in the Immortal Court.

In the face of such punishment, even death was a gift.

The Eighteen Hells were filled with endless sins and blood disasters.

Each layer was a great torture.

Ordinary people couldn't even stand the first few layers.

Although in Yuan Che's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao's origin was mysterious.

But he couldn't survive in the Eighteen Hells.

"Heh...you deserve it."

Hao Tian Zhenjun had a cold face.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was almost a dead man.

"Father, if you want to send Yu Lang to the Eighteen Hells, then exile me too!"

Yuan Che lost her composure for the first time and roared.

She has always been a good girl who doesn't make things difficult for her father.

But Jun Xiaoyao was the first person who made her girlish heart move.

He was also the first man who left a mark on her heart.

She could not accept this result.

Jun Xiaoyao himself was very indifferent.

A thought flashed in his eyes.

Then, he spoke.

"If Princess Yuanche can have the freedom to choose her own marriage, then why not send me to hell?"

It must be said that Jun Xiaoyao's skills in flirting are really maxed out.

Yuanche was heartbroken when he heard this.

When Haotian Zhenjun saw this scene, his face was extremely cold.

Although he did not awaken the consciousness of Emperor Haotian himself.

But he also realized that the man in white seemed to want to leave a deep impression on Yuanche.

Before he knew it, Yuanche fell.

But to be honest, even if it was any other woman, she would never be able to resist Jun Xiaoyao's charm at this moment.

The kind of free and easy attitude of sacrificing one's life for the one he loves is enough to capture the heart of any woman.

"In that case, I will grant your wish."

Emperor Donghua extended a hazy big hand.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand was like the sky, suppressing him.

In an instant, the world seemed to be upside down.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, there was chaos.

And then, he felt like a bird with broken wings.

Falling and falling.

Later, the surroundings turned into a world of blood and molten lava.

He was thrown into the eighteen layers of hell.

The eighteen layers of hell are the most terrifying punishments in the fairy court.

Each layer is unbearable and will endure endless pain.

Such as the iron tree hell, the evil mirror hell, the steamer hell, the knife mountain hell, the oil pan hell, etc.

These punishments are simply not something that ordinary cultivators can endure.

Only the real big sinners will be thrown into this place and receive endless punishment.

Those who are thrown into the eighteen hells will suffer from a fate worse than death and endure eternal torment.

And Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged in the center of the layers of hell.

Accepting the most horrible punishment.

His expression did not change at all.

Don't think Jun Xiaoyao has no feelings.

Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is the same as the real thing.

The endless pain of hell is also real.

But the main thing is that Jun Xiaoyao's mind is too terrible.

This kind of physical and mental torture is like sprinkling water to him, which can't make him feel real pain at all.

Now Jun Xiaoyao can perfectly control any of his emotions, including pain.

However, the only thing that concerns Jun Xiaoyao is.

The eighteen hells are filled with endless sin power.

These sin powers are infecting his body all the time.

The strangest thing is that Jun Xiaoyao actually feels that this sin power seems to be real, not a dream.

"Could it be..."

Jun Xiaoyao's mind flashed.

His eyes suddenly became playful.

"Emperor Donghua, the last master of the Ancient Immortal Court, his thoughts and methods are really admirable..."

Jun Xiaoyao had to sigh that this kind of mythical figure has methods close to those of gods.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao, who is deep in the Eighteen Hells, also feels inexplicably touched.

His talent has already broken through to the King of Anomalies.

In terms of enlightenment and other aspects, he has naturally reached the top level.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the desire for enlightenment gushing out from his heart.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

What he is best at is to turn all situations that are not favorable to him into situations that are favorable to him.

For example, at the moment, the Eighteen Hells are the best environment for him to realize the Tao.

"Maybe, my origin of the great way of magic can evolve into new changes again." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

After his origin of the great way of magic, Genesis, transformed into the God's Sacrifice during his training in the borderland, he has not had any new inspiration.

And now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart was touched.

He began to sink into cultivation.

It can be said that no one could have thought.

This ancient fairy court's most terrifying place of punishment.

It was turned into a place for enlightenment and cultivation by Jun Xiaoyao.

On the other side, in Lingxiao Palace, at the Banquet of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Yuan Che cried and roared: "I am also a great sinner, why doesn't my father throw me into the Eighteen Hells together!"

She felt that she and Jun Xiaoyao were like the White Snake and Xu Xian in the story.

They loved each other, but lovers could not end up together.

"Okay, stop messing around." Emperor Donghua said lightly.

The Banquet of Ten Thousand Immortals ended.

And the wedding banquet of Haotian Zhenjun and Yuanche was naturally inconclusive.

If Yuanche's relationship with Haotian Zhenjun was still a friend before.

Then now, she was even more indifferent to Haotian Zhenjun than to a stranger.

Haotian Zhenjun felt vaguely that something important was lost.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he couldn't force Yuanche, after all, she was the daughter of Emperor Donghua.

After that, Yuanche didn't want to drink tea or eat.

I will never regret that my clothes are getting loose, and I will become haggard for you.

And the power of sin in her body gradually became difficult to control.

The only way is to divide the three souls of heaven, earth and man as Emperor Donghua said before.

During this time, Jun Xiaoyao has been gaining enlightenment in the Eighteen Hells.

He didn't know when this dream would end.

But he felt that it would soon.

As time went by, Jun Xiaoyao's Genesis, the fourth prototype, was about to be completed.

But it was still a step away, lacking the most important understanding.

"The Eighteen Hells, nothing more than that." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"What an interesting person."

At this time, a voice sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised and looked at the source of the voice.

A hazy figure emerged, as if standing in the depths of layers of time and space, blurry.

It was Emperor Donghua.

"It seems that you are not surprised?" Emperor Donghua said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said: "Isn't the purpose of the emperor to test whether I am suitable for transferring the great sin?"