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Seeing this, Lin Yi glared at the steamer with hatred, raised the fan beside the steamer and started fanning the hell will-o'-the-wisp. This hell-o'-the-wisp's fire is a special product of hell, comparable to the three flavors of real fire in the sky. It can even steam the soul.

Tell me about your little utensil.

Blue hellfire will-o'-the-wisps flew everywhere, and soon the steamer was filled with smoke, and the temperature inside could almost burn the mountains above the sky.

When the high-temperature cooking reaches its extreme, a stream of arctic ice water inside the steamer shoots out from all directions of the steamer, pouring towards the prison cattle and Suan Ni inside.

Steamer Hell, with extreme high temperature and extreme low temperature, allows you to enjoy the ultimate feeling of heaven and earth.

"Ouch..."

"ah……"

Two screams sounded immediately, and even the Nine Dragons couldn't bear the feeling of heaven and earth.

When Lin Yi heard the screams, he opened the steamer with a cold snort and looked at the two loaches inside. They were no longer as slippery as the dead animals they had been pretending to be. He smiled ferociously and said: "This is the time.

This is the beginning, now come with me to visit the twelfth level, the Hell of Mortar."

"Ouch..." Two screams made Qi Niu and Suan Ni suddenly want to cry.

The bloodbath was too horrific.

Ignoring the screams of the two, Lin Yi caught them and walked towards the twelfth prison.

The mortar hell, as the name suggests, is like threshing rice. The soul is thrown into a large vat, and then a stone pillar is continuously beaten down, and the soul that falls in it is beaten into powder and then reborn again.

, repeated so repeatedly, its cruelty is self-evident.

Without the high temperature of the fifth prison, the twelfth prison is very cold. The eerie cold wind blows, and the bones of the people are almost frozen into ice slag.

"Woo, Lin Yi, please spare us." Suan Ni looked at the mortar that was almost as tall as a building in front of him, and his face turned pale with horror.

If you enter this place, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die.

Lin Yi smiled when he heard this: "My request is very simple."

As long as you tell them what she wants to know, she will immediately apologize and offer them the best elixir. Don't blame her for being ruthless about the consequences of not telling them.

When Qi Niu and Suan Ni looked at each other, they almost knelt down in front of Lin Yi.

They have seen the ruthlessness of Blood Killing. Don't tell her anything that has nothing to do with them. Blood Killing will not listen at all.

But Lord Feng Mo, woo woo...

Neither of the two people in this family is easy to mess with.

Seeing that the two guys were still hesitating, Lin Yi sneered and stretched out his hand to throw Prison Niu and Suanniu into the twelve hells. He sneered: "This level is for you to relax your muscles and bones. The seventeen hells are still ahead."

Waiting for you."

"Ah..." Two screams rang out, and Qi Niu and Suan Ni were instantly thrown in by Lin Yi.

The mortar, which was as high as a building, rose and fell, and immediately hit the prisoner ox and Suan Ni who were thrown in.

"Oh my God." Prison Niu screamed, stood up and flew towards the huge mortar.

But what kind of place is the eighteenth level of hell? Even gods can only be captured here, let alone a prisoner cow that has not yet formed, even the Dragon King cannot get out even if it is thrown in.

Immediately, I saw a little cloud rising up from the prison ox and Suan Ni, but they couldn't break through the range of the huge mortar. They were like two grasshoppers in the huge pot, constantly jumping outwards, but they couldn't jump at all.

A scene that I can’t escape from.
Chapter completed!