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Chapter nine hundred and eighteen bravely enter hell

Soon, two thousand suicide squads were selected and concentrated on the school ground behind the fortress.

After the end of the world, many survivors' families died, and the lonely people were of course fearless. Xiang Ningxuan said that he would choose one thousand people, but Jin Bo chose two thousand people to show the courage of the Hebrews.

It has to be said that Hebrew was able to fight several neighboring hostile countries with a hundred times the population with a mere hundreds of thousands of survivors, and he was able to conquer and fight well. The two thousand people selected were no less than the elite of the Longxiang Army.

Xiang Ningxuan faced the most elite group of Hebrew warriors and said loudly: "You know the situation now that infinite undead comes from another world; the cunning demons bewitched the Forbidden Holy Guards and also bewitched the Daesh organization. These evil forces want to invade your homeland and invade the earth of all of us. I believe that the Hebrews who have been wandering for thousands of years will never retreat a step back! The Earth Security Alliance will not retreat a step back, because we have no way to retreat."

Although Xiang Ningxuan has no evidence that Daesh's organization has demonic control, it does not prevent him from putting the Hebrews as the hebrews as a ball of rape. This organization can accurately seize the opportunity of the invasion of the dead world and stab the Hebrews in a knife. Whether there is any demonic manipulation, Xiang Ningxuan does not intend to let them go.

"China and Hebrews have ancient and brilliant civilizations. They have experienced ups and downs for thousands of years, but they are still standing among the nations of the world, because whenever there are critical moments, there are always heroes who stand up. Now, it is just another round of impact in the long river of history, and you have stood up without hesitation. We join hands and will surely defeat any invaders."

With the blessing of soul energy, Xiang Ningxuan's words can directly understand the meaning through his spirit even if he doesn't understand them. The morale of the Hebrew suicide squad was guided to rise. The good military discipline prevented the suicide squad members from yelling, but their resolute eyes and burning fighting spirit gradually condensed into a rolling military squad.

"You are selected to stand in front of me and prove that you are the best warriors. But if you want to face the Dead King, you still have to prove your courage. Now, I will let you see what is real death!" Xiang Ningxuan said, suddenly his expression rose and roared, and his palm hit the Death Squad's military aura. He was still unafraid of fighting against two thousand, and his courage and strength were all amazing.

Of course, no matter how strong Xiang Ningxuan is, he cannot fight against the two thousand most elite death squads of Hebrews alone. Jin Bo roared angrily, and everyone responded, and the military aura reversed and knocked back Xiang Ningxuan's dragon aura.

Just as the Hebrews were proud of their momentum victory, a sharp roar suddenly exploded from the depths of their souls, like the biting ice that freezes people's consciousness.

Zhang Huiyan, who seemed to have grown up, was floating behind the military formation. Taking advantage of Xiang Ningxuan's attention, he suddenly launched the advanced skill banshee howl with a sharp heart. A black light flashed on Xiang Ningxuan's chest, and a strong aura of death wrapped the whole audience.

"Welcome to Hell!"

The deep voice penetrated the soul. Jin Bo looked up and saw that the whole world had changed a lot. Xiang Ningxuan, who was standing in front of him, was wrapped in thick black armor, and the aura of death was so strong that it was like mist that it spread within dozens of meters around.

Underneath her feet is a broken sampan, swaying in the surging river water. The river water is turbid and exudes a chaotic atmosphere. Wailing faces appear in the vortex of the water surface, and are then pulled and turned into a turbid current to dissipate.

The water flows overturned and rushed to the sampan from time to time, but it pulled people's legs like a ghost and wanted to pull them down the river. You must use force to stand firm on the sampan.

A gust of wind blew, and Jinbo seemed to see a black robe holding a sickle passing by. He instinctively punched out, trying to kill it, but his fists were weak. Only then did he realize that his arms were dry and thin, covered with gray age spots.

"This is the River Styx, the road to hell. If you have the courage, follow me to go through the real hell." Xiang Ningxuan said, "This is just a projection of some of the hell's power. If you forcefully resist, you can break free. But what I want to choose is a warrior who can withstand the torture of the eighteen levels of hell. Only by passing the test can you be qualified."

Jin Bo was about to reply, but the surrounding environment suddenly changed. Countless undeads were hooked with their tongues hanging on the side of the road with their tongues hooked by iron hooks, twitching in pain. He also felt his tongue hurt, as if something was pulling his tongue.

"What the hell!" Jin Bo covered his mouth, afraid that his tongue would be hooked out. This was the invasion of hell energy. Although he was weak all over, he could still feel Behemoth's blood power. As long as it was activated, he could destroy the infiltration of hell energy.

But he remembered Xiang Ningxuan's words and endured the pain. He looked at the other people. Many people gathered their spiritual energy and could break free. But in this way, they would also leave the illusion of hell.

"When God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty..."

Although I don’t know what Xiang Ningxuan is thinking, the soul’s thoughts tell Jin Bo and others that if we can’t even bear this little pain, we should get out as soon as possible. Because we have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the world, the difficulties and obstacles in it are a hundred times more painful than this. Only by living to death and breaking through all obstacles with fearless courage and tenacious will can we be competent.

"The Hebrew warriors never fear challenges." Kimber suppressed the impulse of explosive power, and allowed the hell to tear his body, gritted his teeth and carried it hard. The knife, axe, and the fire, and the ice did not shake his will.

But not everyone has the willpower of his. Some people like to indulge in money beauties, while others are too murderous. When they pass through the corresponding hell, they often suffer several times more pain than others, and thus are eliminated.

Until the hell of gluttony, this is a hell that specifically punishes gluttony. The sludge full of rotten smell is forced into the mouth, and the stomach is filled and it is still stuffed in. People instinctively want to vomit, but Behemoth's tattoo of essence and blood is activated by itself, forcing the rotten soil to eat.

"Himmers, delicious!" Behemoth was extremely greedy. Legend has it that he could chew the mountain. This hell rotten soil is rich in energy, but it is its delicacy. After obtaining the tattoo of beast blood, the appetite increased several times, and he had to eat more than ten ordinary people every day.

When others were disgusted, Jin Bo took the initiative to swallow the hell rotting soil, and it was extremely fast. Even Xiang Ningxuan was caught off guard. It was the first time he used hell energy like this.

"Damn it, it was out of control at this time!" Jin Bo no longer cared about the trial and burst out with all his strength, pressing back the out-of-control blood of Behemoth.

At the same time, Xiang Ningxuan's purgatory energy was also dispersed.

"Okay! I failed! I can't control my appetite." Kimber sighed.

At this point, there were less than 300 people who insisted on enduring the trial of hell. Xiang Ningxuan stared at this huge sweat, how could he let him go?

"Behemoth actually ate even the rotten soil of hell, then..."

"Don't think about it! I won't eat that ghost thing even if I die!"

"But you didn't eat it very well just now?"

"I... wasn't that an illusion you created!"
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