"Family! Family!"

“Welcome to Panditmaninam!”

"Legend has it that the great demon of Mammon in hell built a devil's palace for his father, Satan. Once he comes here, there is no chance of turning back - he will stay here forever and endure the pain of skinning, removing bones, cutting flesh and gouging out the heart."

A living corpse standing in the entrance of the magic city, talking about this matter to the guests.

He was full of enthusiasm and excitement, and there was not much meat left on his face. He was tortured in the Hungry Ghost Hell. Just because he ate more than two hundred people during his lifetime, he had to receive the same punishment - he had to starve all the meat on his body back.

Only after more than two hundred servings can one be reborn.

"This dark sky! This bright red spring!"

"This heroic and beautiful black horse knight!"

"Let's see our new friends from far away!~"

"My name is Kimberly! Kimberly Johnson! I am a minor leader of the Kestrel War Gang!"

"Hello newcomer! Where are you from?"

Having said this, the living corpse stuffed its shriveled and dehydrated eyeballs back into its eye sockets and looked at the guest carefully.

"Oh! He's an Oriental! He's a rare visitor!"

Fairy Zhuzhu just stood in front of the connecting bridge of the Demon King's Castle——

——To be honest, she didn't even think she was dead.

Just a moment, just a moment.

She could vaguely recall the scene before her death——

——Zhang Congfeng stepped on her hip joint, climbed up with the sword, and jumped to assassinate her. In the end, the incarnation of the soul power completed the relay.

This startling glance, this critical moment, because she was too nervous, her energy was too concentrated, all focused on this little man, so that after she died, she did not realize that she was dead.

She even wondered if this was a teleportation spell that transcended cognition. Before she was about to die in pain, the Emmanuel Buddha sent her to a safe place.

Looking at the essence of this body, it was all cast from an unknown molten iron core. She could feel the abundant spiritual energy in her body, as if high-temperature gold and stone were constantly flowing, and every heartbeat sounded so powerful.

She had returned to her human form in black robes and black clothes, and her sudden increase in strength made her extremely confident and radiant.

"Which immortal's cave is this?"

she asked with the living corpse Kimberly.

"It can actually make me reborn? Get rid of the shackles of the inner elixir of the sea of ​​​​qi - it is truly a divine creation!"

Kimberly half-understood what she heard, and shouted loudly to the outstanding jailers behind her: "Brothers! Here comes a lady who is not very clear-headed! Send her to the King of War to be signed and sealed!"

The leisurely jailers in groups behind them all stood up, and saw a stream of strong fleshy bodies emitting the stench of sulfur rolling up. These molten iron balls rolled in front of Zhuzhu - Fairy Zhuzhu immediately turned pale and didn't know what to say.

"This little guy guarding the gate actually has such strong real energy fluctuations? Which immortal's mansion is this? Is a master in the transformation stage actually guarding the gate and serving as a jailer?"

"Mother-in-law! Stop talking nonsense!" One of the tall and thin red morpho butterflies said with a ferocious smile: "How beautiful is it? Send it to the King of War, and you may cry!"

"As the saying goes, men will become bad when they are rich, and women will be rich when they are bad!~" Another short and fat red morpho echoed: "Look at your figure and face!~ You must have done a lot of harm during your lifetime.

There should be fewer people!”

"Pandermaninan's torture chamber is full of tricks, and all the brothers have special skills!~" A young old man with gray hair and boyish face stood behind and shouted: "The torture tools Super mace and the Guangdong specialty Big Black Dragon are for you.

What an unexpected surprise!~”

Finally, a melancholic and autistic young man among them spoke slowly, handcuffed Zhuzhu along the way, and said something humane.

"After you die, no matter how many mistakes you made, how many sins you committed, and how much karma you had during your lifetime, you will all be repaid here."

"Dead?" Zhu Zhuwan couldn't accept this fact——

——She just felt that the people in this fairy cave seemed to be crazy.

When someone came to handcuff her, she started to resist, trying to use her soul power to wave her fists and feet to escape from this bottomless black prison!

But just as she broke free from the chains with her front legs and summoned her spiritual phantom body, she immediately saw the four red morpho butterflies attacking with her back legs, using their soul power to attack.

She was unable to stop him for a while, and was beaten to the point where she fell to her knees, with fatal injuries to various vital parts of her body and head.

Her head was knocked to pieces by the old man's spirit body, and her heart was punched through by the fat man. The tall and thin man grabbed her legs and tore her lower body into two pieces on the spot.

The pain in her wrists was excruciating! She was so weak from the pain that she was so mad that she couldn't even scream.

After about ten seconds, the mud-like lava slowly gathered into a human form, transforming back into Fairy Zhuzhu's body.

She finally started to panic and fear, and finally realized——

——This seems to be the legendary endless purgatory.

The melancholy guy in the lead lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his face gloomy: "Let's go. Zhu Wenmei, Zhu Wenlan, Zhu Wenzhu, Zhu Wenju."

These four names are the names of Baimu's four wives, and they are also the true identities of Fairy Zhuzhu - now their four souls are inseparable, and they have to be mixed together and sent to the warden for sentencing.

Zhuzhu no longer dared to resist. She saw that this devil's palace was full of suffering devils. The perpetrators of torture and the torturers alternated. You cut me with a knife, and I stab you.

Looking next to the city's moat, the lava sauna and high-end SPA club is full of people. They are all mixed-sex bathing of the highest standards. They have a large erotic bath, but you can write whatever you want to pass the review——

——Because in the large pool with lava bubbles at more than 2,000 degrees Celsius, only the blackened charcoal remains were emitting psychic screams.

This majestic spiritual pressure Hundred Eyes Daiwang has also seen. This is the intimidating voice composed of thousands of crazy butterfly believers when the gunsmith uses all his firepower.

Moving forward, Zhuzhu will be sent to the core area of ​​the Demon Palace to meet the King of War.

A little behind, the camera is pulled back a little, yes, yes, it is this nameless street.

Our old friend Johnny Connolly still likes to play chess, but this time he has a different opponent and a different kind of chess board.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He used the spiritual body of the little cupid [Earthshaking] to dismantle a set of spines of the war gang's subordinates with extremely high precision attributes, and he became a demon.

The rough volcanic stone in the palace was polished several times, and it took several days to make a chess set.

The Hundred-Eyed King waited for a while, came to the Demon Palace earlier, and died more easily than Zhuzhu——

——Because Zhuzhu has a fairy fetus in her belly, her essence is much stronger than Baimu. Even if she is eaten by Baimu, as a chimera, there is still a part of her essence that symbiotically coexists with chaos, so it is more difficult to die completely.

A little time comes a little later.

Let’s not talk about these sesame-sized things, let’s go back to Baimu.

Baimu helped lay out the chessboard and talked to Kang Que.

"His knife is very fast."

Kang Que: "I've seen it before."

Bai Mu: "I wanted to defeat the enemy with one move, and took the initiative to stand in the sun and fight with him, but it was useless..."

Kang Que: "If you can't kill him in one round, you'll never have a chance again."

Baimu: "Are you also a disciple of the Hunyuan Creation Sect?"

Kang Que: "It can be said that we are both tools of the Eternal One, but they call me Wings of Light, and you are just an outer disciple."

Buddha carver: "Come on, hurry up."

Even before the chess pieces were placed, the Buddha carver started urging.

Behind Baimu stood five or six little demons, who were originally his minions. At this moment, these demons raised their bloodletting knives and carving hooks, and they all performed a one-stop service of skinning and removing bones for the king.

Bai Mu has endured this kind of torture of cutting flesh with a blunt knife more than twenty times in the past few days. He gradually got used to it, and gradually he could understand why there was such a crazy scene in this magic city.

People are enduring pain, feeling pain, understanding pain, and gradually enjoying pain.

Since everyone is dead, pain and fear are the most real, exciting and intense feelings.

There are also some rapists, such as Mr. Lawrence and the famous red-maned lion. These two have to be connected to the world of desire. Every day before twelve o'clock in the morning, they have to be raped by more than a dozen incarnations of the desire demon. Each time they are the ultimate.

insult.

At first, their spirits were not normal, but then they gradually became normal. They were completely numb and accepted the torture.

Kang Que chuckled: "From what you say, do you think we can defeat him as long as we join forces?"

The Buddhist sculptor sneered: "A despicable villain who only hides and plays dirty tricks. If Bai Mu hadn't been deceived and fought with me, both of us would lose. How could the two of us have died at the hands of Zhang Congfeng?"

"Did he change his name?" Kang Que raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Congfeng, Yun Conglong, Hu Congfeng. So domineering."

Bai Mu said disdainfully: "I'll do some weird things that harm my moral character, and I'll sneak around on this young guy - it's a pity that I'm at the end of my rope and can't do my job, and I can't hurt him even a hair."

"I'm really curious." Boy Kangque played chess and took the sulfur lava handed by the jailer. "You can't even figure out the cause of your own death. Where do you get your confidence? You actually think that one plus one equals two. This kind of thing

Can a simple algorithm be accumulated to defeat the gunsmith?"

"I have six magic weapons. Together with Baimu and Zhuzhu, I will definitely make his life worse than death..." The Buddha Sculptor didn't finish his words.

Canque Johnny smiled and said: "He never fights evenly matched battles. Either he is sure of winning or has to make a comeback in desperate situation - I squatted in front of this tea stall and received so many people who died in vain. You all have this kind of virtue. Always

It will create an illusion, as if everyone can defeat this opponent if they start a battle and fight with real swords and guns."

At this point, Kang Que drank all the flowing flames in the crucible, and immediately his intestines were pierced, and fire burst out from his crotch.

The expressions of the Buddha Sculptor and the Hundred-Eyed King changed drastically when they saw it, and their two sides trembled - thinking that they might also accept this kind of death penalty, they were immediately frightened and dared not say anything.

Kang Que was still spitting fire out of his mouth, but it did not hinder his speech. He continued: "You only know that his sword is fast, but you have never thought about what sword moves he made."
To be continued...