hell in disguise

He walked while talking, every step he took, the brothers beside him, including the master, became transparent one by one and dissipated like a cloud of smoke.Not only people, but even the houses not far away seemed to be burning, turning into black smoke and flying in all directions.In the end, everything came to naught, the sky was a chaotic blood-red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur.This is the familiar smell of Tan Yangzi, the smell of hell.

The sandalwood stood in place, its originally handsome face distorted a little bit, countless blisters appeared under the skin as if it had been fried, and suddenly the body was torn apart by something black, and the limbs like branches stretched out like A huge centipede writhed in front of him.From among the densely packed limbs and legs, countless eyes stared at him tremblingly, and he heard a voice in his head saying, "Admit it, you enjoyed killing Tanzhen so much, that's why you didn't Do not hesitate to strike. You hate him for taking away everything that belongs to you, taking away the love of Master for you, and taking away the kindness that Tanyu has shown you. You hate him and wish you could kill him yourself. You and this man called There is no difference between the monks of Guanyi! There is no difference between you and us!"

Tan Yangzi listened, but slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled coldly.At this moment, his 15-year-old body grew taller rapidly, his shoulders widened, his chest became strong and broad, his waist became narrow and powerful, his brows and eyes were drawn with firm and deep edges, and his black hair became snow-white. The wide sleeves fluttered endlessly in the chilling aura that permeated his body.He said coldly, "Jealousy is a very normal emotion, and it is also the most destructive emotion, but it is not insurmountable." He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stepped hard on his feet, and the whole person jumped into the air, as if A blue rainbow said, "When you have thousands of years of memory and have seen the lives and deaths of countless people, you will know how ridiculous your jealousy is."

As soon as the words fell, the sword edge split open the countless thorny arms rushing towards him, and pierced straight into the main body full of eyes.The Thorn Heart Ghost let out a distorted and shrill howl, and suddenly the illusion dissipated. Tan Yangzi opened his eyes and found that he was still standing outside Guanyi's meditation room, and Yan Fei, who was beside him, also opened his eyes.But at this time, it is the moment when yin and yang alternate, and all the ghosts show their original shapes.There are no ancient locust trees in front of them, there are several thorny ghosts with densely packed arms all over the sky.The largest of them was still howling and seemed badly injured.

And at the root of the biggest Prickly Heart Ghost, a human form melted together with the monster's black body.If you take a closer look, you will find that it is Master Guanyi, but his eyes are empty at this time, his mouth is slightly opened, and he doesn't know whether it is life or death.

The other two smaller Thornheart Ghosts roared angrily, their roars sounded shrill and distorted, like beasts, and a little bit like the screams of children.Their arms, which were as dense as dead branches, were overwhelming, and more than half of them were aimed at Yan Fei.Tan Yangzi pulled Yan Fei behind him, swung the bronze long sword and chopped off dozens of strange hands.However, there were overwhelming shadows of hands coming from behind him, and he once again protected Yan Fei in his arms, his long sword whistling like shooting stars, flowing like clouds and flowing water.The light yellow pus and blood with a rancid smell flew all over the place, but he avoided them skillfully. He even blocked a drop or two with his wide sleeves to help Yan Fei, protecting the young man in red tightly.

But Yan Fei didn't look scared, and let his master push him around, the two of them seemed to be dancing lightly.He looked at Tan Yangzi's sharp side face, looked at his cold eyes filled with evil spirits, looked at his graceful sword swinging movements and his whirling white hair, and he didn't know it. I was a little stunned.

【Master is so handsome even when he kills people...】

"Yan Fei! Why are you in a daze!" Tan Yangzi yelled, pulling him back from the abyss of nympho to reality.By the way, he also has to help catch the three oversized caterpillars in front of him.

"It's now!" Tan Yangzi turned around and chanted a spell. The blue light shot up from his sword, and a spell flashed behind him.His powerful sword pierced the biggest Prickly Heart Ghost.All the tentacles of the Thorn Heart Ghosts on both sides crowded towards him, and the impenetrable barrier that originally protected Guanyi was also scattered.

Yan Fei took this opportunity to stride over, and opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, a few beautiful and curled manjusawa flowers were lit on it, and the soul-inducing bell tied to the handle of the umbrella made ghostly and distant sounds.He came to the body of Master Guanyi who had almost merged with the black body of the monster, covered them both with an umbrella cover twice the size of an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, and held the handle of the umbrella with his other hand. He untied the soul-crossing bell on his head, placed it next to Guanyi's ear, and shook it rhythmically, while murmuring in his mouth.When he opened his eyes again, the originally black pupils were filled with blood red, and the eyes of Guan Yi also floated red.

In the air, cyan flames ignited all over Tan Yangzi's body.His sword is called Impermanent Funeral, and it is a very fierce move. If he successfully stabs the ghost's life gate, he can even kill it.But Tan Yangzi didn't intend to kill the three thorny heart ghosts. After all, their lifespan in hell was not over yet. Even if they died, they would still be reincarnated in hell to continue to be punished, and he himself was likely to be punished by his superiors.Professional Qingwuchang always has a sense of proportion in his shots, and as a senior Qingwuchang who has been alone for 300 years without Hongwuchang, it is even more impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake.

The flames of hell on his body and sword roared fiercely, and the thorns that tried to stop him turned into carbon ash and scattered everywhere. The blue color reflected his stern face, like a ghostly Shura.The sword edge cut through the thorns and pierced straight into the huge and hard body of Thorn Heart Ghost, and a terrifying roar shook the entire Bianliang.

It's just that the wailing of the ghost can only be heard by some humans who are born with sensitive hearing. Otherwise, for ordinary people, they just feel that the wind is blowing extraordinarily violently tonight, vaguely like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

However, at the moment when the sword's edge pierced into the body of the Thorny Heart Ghost, Tan Yangzi felt something was wrong.But before he could react, an extremely cold aura spread along the karma-killing sword, and there was a sharp pain in his hand, as if being cut by a knife.Tan Yangzi let out a cry of pain, and wanted to let go, but he was surprised that his hand was firmly stuck to the bronze sword by the extremely cold breath, and some thin blue lines climbed up his arm along his fingers. .

The place where the Thorn Heart Ghost was stabbed ignited a scorching indigo light, faintly condensing into the shape of a blue lotus flower.

Yubo Luohua!

Tan Yangzi's heart shuddered.No wonder the illusion created by the Spiny Heart Ghost was so strong, and it grew to such a large size in such a short period of time.It turned out that he had the magic weapon that Lihen could only have in the sky.How could one of the seven treasures only available in this heaven fall into the hands of ghosts in hell, and how could it be used by ghosts?

However, the situation is not so good at this time.They ghosts are most afraid of the magic weapon of the gods. Even if he is a ghost messenger and is somewhat different from ordinary ghosts, he can't do anything about the magic weapon like Ubo Luohua, which is considered a rare and sacred object even in Lihentian.A long-lost panic hit my heart, and the unbearable memories from long ago came to my mind again.

The red-clothed figure suddenly turned into scattered smoke and dust under the scorching holy light...

He snapped his fingers hard, but he didn't have time to take care of the severe pain of tearing flesh.However, at this time, the surrounding thorns had already surrounded him heavily, several sensitive arms had wrapped around his waist like spirit snakes, others had wrapped around his two legs respectively, and even the left wrist was heavily entangled and pulled. open.He was suspended in the air, entangled by those thorn-like arms, unable to move, his right hand was still glued to the hilt of the sword, and the blue lines had quickly spread to his shoulders and began to climb up his neck.His entire right arm was numb.

He heard the voice of the Thorny Heart ghost saying in his mind, "It's just a hellish ghost like me, what a show of prestige! Hmph! You lackeys of the Heavenly Court are afraid of the things of the Heavenly Court, what a joke!"

Tan Yangzi endured the pain, and said coldly, "Where did you get the Ubala flower?" And why is he not afraid of the magic weapon of heaven?

"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter where you get it from, you're going to die anyway. In order to please those gods, you Qing Wuchang used your eighth consciousness to cast a karma-slaying sword in exchange for endless life, but you can't do it after death, only What about the end? Are you afraid now?"

The arms wrapped around his waist became tighter and tighter, making it difficult to breathe.Tan Yangzi tried his best to maintain a calm face.Now Yan Fei is trying to persuade the other party to wake up in Guan Yi's dream, but the thorny ghost doesn't seem to notice yet.He had to buy more time for Yan Fei.So he said in a calm and calm voice, "Even if I die, there will be other green and red impermanence to catch you. If you kill me, they will have the right to kill you directly when they see you again. Is it worthwhile to covet a few days of enjoyment in the human world, bear more sins, and only reincarnate in hell after death?"

"You have also been a ghost in hell, and you have seen the difference between the world and hell, don't you know if it's worth it?" The monster sneered hoarsely, but there was madness and sadness in his laughter, "I've already lived It’s been 500 years! I’ve lived in that place for 500 years! Why?! Why can gods and humans live in such a good world, but we have to stay in a place where even drinking water will burn our throats !"

Tan Yangzi actually understood his feelings.He understands the mood of all those ghosts who will do anything to escape from hell, even if they create more bad karma and increase their time of suffering in hell.A long, long time ago, he betrayed even his eighth consciousness in order to be able to leave that place and have a chance to have a breather in the world.It may sound silly, but no one who has never been to Hell can ever imagine how horrible it is.

Many myths and stories always say that if you do not do good things in life, you will go to hell after death. There will be little ghosts who will throw you into the oil pan, or push you to the mountain of knives, or make your tongue alive, or tie you up. Grilled on hot iron pillars.But in fact, there are not so many little ghosts in hell who are dedicated to torturing you.The sentient beings there are born after entering reincarnation just like human beings.It's just that people are born from wombs, while ghosts in hell are born from eggs.It's just that the parents who gave birth to them don't raise them, and usually only lay their eggs in a place called a blood pool, allowing them to hatch by themselves.

The hell is huge, and there are many ghosts in it, but the resources are extremely scarce.Their water is like sulfuric acid and burns throats and stomachs.Their land is barren, and they only grow sharp thorns like knives, but they cannot grow edible food. Even grass is a very rare and rare thing, which can be sold as a treasure for a high price.All that can be eaten are maggots dug out of the ground, or killing each other and eating each other's corpses.Their temperatures are either so hot that their bodies will carbonize and burn, or so cold that their fingers will fall off, and there is no comfort for a moment.

In such an environment, the relationship between ghosts and ghosts is only eating and being eaten.Even if there are some ghost countries, it is just that some stronger ghosts give shelter to some weaker ghosts, and the poor and weak ghosts hunt and kill ghosts from other countries for the powerful ghosts to eat.Some ghost valley countries also have specific festivals. In these festivals, those who are weak, incomplete, or old and young in the country can be hunted and killed at will, and cooked into a big meal for the ghosts in various towns to share , called the Taotie Festival.There are no such luxuries as family, friendship or love here.A friend who called you brothers and sisters in the last second may bite your neck off in the next second.Things like robbery, theft, fraud, and rape are even more commonplace. Every day I live in hunger, killing, pain, and fear. No one can believe that I can only walk alone in the dark life. It is possible to find companions.

However, the lifespans of living beings in the hell realm are extremely long, and the lifespan of many ghosts with the most serious sins is almost as long as that of gods.Every minute and every second of a long life is suffering, and more sins are committed in order to survive, but what is the purpose of living?For more pain?But suicide is also out of the question, because suicide is also a sin, a sin of trying to escape punishment.After death, it is just a trip to Huangquan Road, and in the end, you will return to the hell realm, and even live longer than before.

It was a horrible place from which there was no escape.Once entered, there is no exit date.

At that time, he had only less than 500 years to serve in hell, but after 100 years, he couldn't take it anymore, and exchanged his eighth sense of eternal life for the right to travel between hell and the world.But at the same time, he knew that he would never be able to truly leave hell.

Drinking poison to quench thirst is the only choice in despair.