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Chapter 1727 Haste makes waste

The cold and narrow passage goes all the way down, the same steps, the same black stone walls, the same gray, and even the will-o'-the-wisps that lead the way in front seem to be exactly the same.

Liang Yong felt like he had walked for half an hour and still couldn't see the end. The ghosts in front of him kept walking at a leisurely pace, which was ancient and long. Zhu Juhua and Hongxian also had calm faces, as if they were used to this kind of slow journey. , on the contrary, Liang Yong became more and more irritable.

Fuck you, what kind of hell is this? Since the distance is so long, it’s at least several kilometers to walk down from the top. Can’t you install a high-speed elevator to save the need to send a ghost from below to patrol up and walk for several days? time...

While he was planning to donate a high-speed elevator to hell for free, his eyes suddenly lit up. A moment ago, there were endless gray steps. In the blink of an eye, he saw a rest room the size of a temple, with five ghosts guarding it. There is still a dark passage going down, but there is a portal on the side, with the ancient traditional Chinese characters "The First Level of Hell" written on it. These five ghosts are basically the same as the ghosts above, except that they have more on their waists. A green ribbon.

When the leading ghost saw these guys, he quickly nodded and bowed, greeted them with jeering greetings, and each of them presented a gold ingot. These guys had a good attitude after accepting the gold ingot, and said jeeringly After a few sounds, he stepped aside and let them pass.

Even if he successfully passed the first level of hell, Liang Yong was already impatient with waiting. He stepped forward and kicked the leading ghost to urge him: "Hey, can you hurry up? At this snail-like speed, we We have to go until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse,"

The ghost angrily quacked several times at Liang Yong, but still slowly walked down the steps step by step. Liang Yong couldn't understand what it said. Since the persuasion was ineffective, Liang Yong didn't bother to urge him and raised his head again. He kicked it hard, sending the ghost flying forward. Sure enough, his speed was more than ten times faster.

"Hahaha, this is the best way. At this speed, we can reach the second level of hell in ten minutes. Follow us quickly," Liang Yong laughed proudly, urging Zhu Juhua and the others to follow, and jumped up to chase the ghost. go.

Along the way, the cold wind was so cool that the ghost fires sped up and formed a strip of light. After a minute of running, Liang Yong estimated that he had descended at least a few hundred meters. The ghost in front slowed down and looked back with eyes. It was so vicious and murderous, but before it could stand firm, Liang Yong kicked it on the butt again, causing it to accelerate downward again, still ten times the speed.

After ten minutes of this, Liang Yong estimated that he had reached the second level of hell. When he was about to slow down and pass the checkpoint, suddenly a will-o'-the-wisp broke out in front of him, and the space seemed to be burned by a will-o'-the-wisp. The ghost angel couldn't stop himself when he hit him head-on, and a ball of flames burst out. The blue flames made the ghost angel scream in agony, and the rat crouched back.

The wall of fire followed the pressure and the ghost screamed in fear. Suddenly his knees went weak and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging desperately. He took off the gold ingots on his body and threw them towards the wall of fire. The gold ingots were smashed when they hit the wall of fire. Melting, but as the gold ingot was smashed over, the flames weakened and eventually went out.

And the gray space, dark steps, and swaying will-o'-the-wisps returned to the scene in front of him, exactly the same as the original scene.

Liang Yong even discovered that he worked hard for 10 minutes. After all this calmed down, they even stood still. For the first time, he raised his feet and kicked the ghost envoy. The only difference was that he lost his loss. Ten minutes, while the ghosts lost more than a hundred gold ingot.

The ghost was angry, jumping from the ground, and the ghost eyes were full of anger and burning.

"Wow"

Liang Yong didn't dare to neglect to quickly throw out a lot of Golden ingot, which is twice as much as the Golden ingot who lost the losses. Only then did the ghost make the calm, but the anger disappeared to the Liang use. The weirdness is good for a while.

Mean Liang used it to guess, saying that if you want to go to hell, you can only go slowly, and if you violate this law, you will receive the punishment of the inspection. The first step -by -step turtle speed dropped.

"Liang is so anxious, this is the case in hell. No matter what you do, it is slow, and there is no day and night in the same environment. At the end of the torture, "the red line quietly pulled the beam with the hand explained.

At the same time, Xiaoyanzi also reminded Liang in the peach blossom fan: "The idiot beam is used, don't think hell is easy to break. This is one of the only artifacts in the six ways. The rules, once someone violates it, the rules of the artifact itself will start. The punishment you receive just now is still light. It is just the punishment of the senior ghost patrol. If you really want to touch the punishment of the artifact, it will be a god of earth. Stir, you have you who have received ... "

"Well, you know this too," Liang Yong was surprised.

"Cut, do you think I have tens of thousands of years, and it is recorded in the inheritance of the temple.

"Uh, since you understand this, how can there be any way to let us quickly," Liang asked with pleading.

"Huh, I don't know," Xiao Yanzi rejected a bite by a bullish. In fact, she just knew these. It was still the allusion that Hong Meng occasionally mentioned to her. The existence of an artifact, sighed so much, was heard by the little swallows in the bud. Today, I just used to use bragging to the beam, but I ca n’t say more.

One hour later, they reached the second layer of hell, and there were still five ghost guards, but their belt became red. It seems that this belt represents the level of ghost envoys. High, the leader of the ghosts spent ten golden ingots this time, buying them to let go.

Following the third layer behind, the fourth layer of hell optical cards pass by spending money, but the Ghost Paying Golden ingot has not increased again. Ten times each time is enough, and it seems to be with these ghost envoys. Familiar, meet a while to send Jin ingot and let it go.

However, when the hell continues from the fourth level of hell, the ghost envoy is nervous, the speed is slower, and it is kept vigilant at any time. When it was touched by the guard, it would not necessarily be placed with Jin ingot.
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