() The cold and narrow passage goes down the road, the same steps, the same black stone walls, and the same gray ones. Even the ghost fire leading the way in front seems to be exactly the same.

Liang Yong felt that he had walked for half an hour, but he still couldn't see the end. The ghost in front of him was always slow and slow, and the ancient and distant steps were. Zhu Juhua and Hong Shi also looked calm, and seemed to be used to this slow journey. On the contrary, Liang Yong became more and more irritable.

**! What a hell? Since the distance is so long, it is at least a few thousand meters from above. Can't you install a high-speed elevator? It's a waste of sending a ghost messenger up from below to patrol, and it takes a few more days to walk...

Just as he was planning to donate a high-speed elevator to hell for free, he suddenly saw a lit up. The moment before, there was an endless gray staircase in front of him. In the blink of an eye, there was a rest room the size of a temple. There were five ghost messengers guarding the downwards, and there was a dark passage on the side, with the ancient traditional Chinese characters "The First Level of Hell". These five ghost messengers were basically no different from the ghost messengers above, but there was a green strap on their waists.

When the lead ghost saw these guys, he nodded and bowed, greeted him quackly, and each of them gave him a golden ingot. After receiving the golden ingot, these guys had a good attitude. He said a few words, then dodged to the side and let them go.

This is even if we pass the first level of hell successfully. But at this time, Liang Yong was already impatient. He stepped forward and kicked the lead ghost and urged him: "Hey! Can you hurry up? At this snail-like speed, we are going to go to the year of the monkey and horse month."

The ghost man clattered at Liang Yong a few times, but he still slowly went down the steps step by step. Liang Yong couldn't understand what it said, and since the persuasion was ineffective, Liang Yong was too lazy to urge him. He raised his foot and kicked him hard again, kicking him like he was flying forward. Sure enough, the speed was more than ten times faster.

"Hahaha, this is better. At this speed, you can reach the second level of hell in ten minutes. Keep up!" Liang Yong laughed proudly, urging Zhu Juhua and the others to follow, and jumped up to chase the ghost messenger.

The yin wind was so cool along the way, and the speed was faster and even the ghost fire was connected into a light belt. After running for a minute, Liang Yong estimated that it had dropped by at least a few hundred meters. The ghost messenger in front slowed down, and his eyes looked back were so resentful and murderous. But before he could stand firm, Liang Yong kicked it again and accelerated and flew downward again. It was still ten times faster.

Ten minutes later, Liang Yong guessed that he should have reached the second level of hell. He was about to slow down and pass the level. Suddenly, the ghost fire was making a big deal in front of him, and the space was like being burned by the ghost fire. The powerful pressure forced him to come over. The first ghost messenger could not stop and bumped into him. A ball of flame burst out. The blue flames burned the ghost messenger screamed and ran back with his head in his arms.

The fire wall followed by the pressure. The ghost was so scared that he screamed. Suddenly, his knees softened and kowtowed desperately, and took off the gold ingots on his body and threw them towards the fire wall. The gold ingots were melted when they hit the fire wall, but as the gold ingots hit the fire wall, the flames weakened and finally went out.

And the gray space in front of me was restored, with the pitch-black steps and the shaking ghost fire, exactly the same as the original scene.

Liang Yong was even more sad to find that he worked hard for 10 minutes to travel. After all this calmed down, they were still standing there, and the place where he kicked the ghost messenger for the first time. The only difference was that he lost ten minutes, while the ghost messenger lost more than a hundred gold ingots.

The ghost messenger was angry and jumped up from the ground. The ghost's eyes were wide open and the rage was burning, as if he was about to swallow Liang.

"Crash"

Liang Yong did not dare to neglect and quickly threw out a lot of gold ingots, which was twice as much as the gold ingots lost by the ghost. Then the ghost ingots calmed down, but Yu was still angry and gestured at Liang Yong, screaming for a while.

Liang Yong guessed the meaning, saying that if you want to go to hell, you can only walk slowly. If you violate this rule, you will receive punishment from the patrol officer. Liang Yong was too lazy to rub it with it and waved his hand to signal it to hurry up. So the group resumed the initial slow down with one step at a time.

"Don't be anxious about Liang Yong. This is the case in hell. No matter what you do, it is slow. Without day and night, everything will be repeated in the same environment. If it weren't for torture like this, people would be afraid of death because of this torture that there is no end to see." Hong Shi quietly pulled Liang Yong's hand and explained.

At the same time, Xiaoyanzi also reminded Liang Yong in the peach blossom fan: "The stupid Liang Yong, don't think hell is easy to break. This is one of the only few artifacts in the six realms. From the day it arrives here, it has its own inherent rules. Once someone violates it, the laws of the artifact will be activated. The punishment you received just now was still light, it was just the punishment of the advanced ghost patrol envoy. If you really want to touch the punishment of the artifact, it will be a total turn of earth. The entire eighteenth level of hell will be stirred up, and you will suffer..."

"Hey! You understand this too?" Liang Yong was surprised.

"Tsk! Do you think I've lived for thousands of years in vain, and it's recorded in the temple's heritage. Ignorance." Xiaoyanzi rolled her eyes in awe.

"Uh, since you understand this, how can you help us get faster?" Liang Yong asked flatteringly.

"Hmph, I don't know." Xiao Yanzi refused with awesome words. In fact, she only knew this. That was the allusion that the ancestor Hongmeng occasionally mentioned to her. At that time, Hongmeng just sighed that there were magical weapons in the six realms of the human world. After sighing for a few words, it happened to be heard by the budding little swallow. Today she happened to use it to brag to Liang. But I can't say more, it will be a mistake.

One hour later, they arrived at the second level of hell, and there were still five ghost guards, but their belts turned red. It seems that this belt represents the level of ghost envoys, and the level of ghost envoys must be higher as they go down. The ghost envoys took ten gold ingots this time to bribe them and let them go.

Following the third floor behind, the fourth floor of Hell Light Card passes through, all the money is spent on the way. However, the gold ingots paid by the ghost messenger did not increase, and ten pieces were enough each time. Moreover, it seemed familiar to these ghost messengers, and they met and whispered for a while and sent the gold ingots and let them go.

However, when the fourth level of hell continues down, the lead ghost became nervous, slower, and he is always on guard, looking as if he is afraid that others will find it. Entering here is a field that its power cannot pass. Once it is touched by the guard, it may not be able to be smoothed out with gold ingots.
Chapter completed!