Psychic: Choose Lingming Stone Monkey at the start

Chapter 268 Double Hell: Volcano and Oil Pan
puff!
Bisluo was thrown at the foot of Daoshan Mountain by the bull's head, and his back fell hard on the blade, and he was pierced by the blade all of a sudden.

With the help of a mysterious force, Bislow, who had half of his body pierced by the blade, instantly returned to his original state.

"Even if you throw me on the mountain of knives, if I don't leave, what can you do to me?"

Bislow knew that he had no way to resist, but he also had other means of resistance. As long as he didn't follow the rules of this knife mountain hell, wouldn't it be fine if he didn't climb up the knife mountain?

"Oh! Naive!"

This illusion was created by Chu Xiu, every move in the illusion is in Chu Xiu's eyes, Bislow's inner monologue is also clearly known by Chu Xiu.

That mysterious power came to Bislow's body again, but this time the mysterious power was not here to help him.

puff!
puff!
puff!
"Hey! What's going on? I'm not moving! It's not me! Stop it!"

Bislow, who was sure that he would not climb the mountain of knives, began to climb up with a very honest body, but his expression was terrified, because it was not him.

"It hurts! It hurts! Stop it!"

While climbing up uncontrollably, Bislow kept whining, and he was familiar with this feeling.

In the past, he used the puppet technique to control others to do actions that others didn't want to do. He enjoyed it very much at that time, but now it's his turn to be manipulated by others, so he doesn't enjoy it at all.

After climbing for about 100 meters, the mysterious power helped Bislow repair the flesh and blood left by the 100-meter journey, and started climbing again.

"Do not!!"

Bislow yelled in horror. Only then did he realize how helpless those souls whose bodies were manipulated by him with puppetry were.

No matter how frightened Bislow was, how much he yelled, he couldn't avoid the fact that he was being manipulated, so he climbed to the top of Daoshan Mountain step by step.

Every 100 meters, he will stop to repair his body, and then continue to climb.

At the beginning, Bisslow still had to roar. The pain of the blade cutting the skin and cutting the flesh from the body one by one is hard to describe in words. After all, the author has never experienced it, so it is very painful.

After Bislow climbed one percent of the distance, Bislow stopped moaning, and there were no more sounds, because he didn't have the strength to make these sounds at all.

He somewhat admired the companions around him who shouted all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Their energy is so good.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a day, maybe a month, maybe a year, Bislow finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

Swish!
Bislow felt his eyes light up, his life saw the light?
No, he saw a new mountain of swords in his life. After he climbed a mountain of swords, he came to the foot of another mountain of swords.

The bull head had already made it very clear to Bislow that ghosts who entered the knife mountain hell had to climb every knife mountain to complete it.

And how many mountains of knives are there in the Knife Mountain Hell?Bislow didn't know, and didn't dare to know. Anyway, what he saw before was one after another, endless mountains of knives.

"Yao Shou!"

Bislow yelled in his heart, the familiar feeling came again, and the mysterious force led Bislow to start climbing the knife mountain again.

The illusion does not count for years, and I don’t know how long it has passed. Bislow climbed one mountain after another. From the very beginning, he was afraid of the mountain of swords and felt the blade cut his skin. No reaction.

God knows, what happened to Bislow?He may not have climbed so many normal mountains in his whole life, or even in a hundred lives. Now, he has not only climbed, but also climbed the knife mountain.

Finally, he finished climbing.

"Hahahaha! I'm finally done climbing! I'm over the top!"

Bislow, who had climbed the last mountain of knives, looked up to the sky and laughed at this moment. He was finally free.

"Chuxiu! Is your illusion just like this? Huh? Is there anything interesting? That's all! That's all! Hahaha!"

Bislow may have gone crazy because he didn't know how many years of climbing the knife mountain, thinking that he had completed Chu Xiu's illusion, and Chu Xiu's illusion could not defeat him.

These illusions that can't defeat him will only make him stronger, he realized.

Bislow decided that if he could get out of the illusion of Chuxiu alive, he would definitely modify his illusion of mountains of swords and seas of fire in the future.

"Hehe, you've finally finished climbing, and I'm tired of watching it. Since you said so, I'll satisfy you."

"Who told me to be helpful?"

Chuxiu's voice reminded him in time in the illusion that he had prepared more than this one for Bislow.

Bislow gave Chu Xiu a fantasy of a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire. Chuxiu has already returned the mountain of swords, but now there is still a sea of ​​fire that has not been returned.

"Welcome to No.16 Hell: Volcanic Hell!"

As Chuxiu's words fell, the environment around Bisiro changed drastically. Mountains of knives disappeared, replaced by volcanoes spewing flames.

On the edge of the volcano, there are also many naked men and women standing, one by one, like dumplings, thrown into the volcano by bull's head and horse face.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Every time a person fell into the volcano, the volcano would burn violently, and the person who fell into the volcano writhed in pain, but no matter how they burned, they would not die.

I can only endure the burning of endless flames, I don't know when it will stop, I don't know when it will end.

"Oh, by the way, what you gave me before was a sea of ​​fire, and now I only give you back a volcano. It doesn't seem very good."

"I thought about it carefully, and it seems that there is another hell that can meet your requirements."

Before Bislow was thrown into the volcano, Chuxiu's words sounded again, which gave Bislow a bad premonition.

"I'll send you another hell, the ninth layer of oil pan hell!"

As Chu Xiu's voice fell, a large iron pot suddenly appeared in the simple volcano. Inside the iron pot, hot oil was tumbling.

Zizizi!
The person who fell into the volcano before entered the oil pan again, and the hot oil immediately surged up, making a sizzling sound.

And the person who fell into the oil pan instantly turned into coke, but with the protection of mysterious power, how could he die?
A ray of light flashed, and the person who had turned into coke returned to his original state, and once again experienced the experience of being burned and fried.

After going back and forth hundreds of times, this person was dragged up by an invisible force and thrown into another volcano. There is no doubt that there is also a large iron pot in this volcano, and there is also hot oil in the iron pot.

"I... rough? Isn't it?"

Bislob thought that after climbing the Knife Mountain countless times, he should be immune to the illusions after Chuxiu. Unexpectedly, one is more terrifying than the other.

"Chuxiu! You are not human! Are you a devil?"

Bisluo didn't know where Chu Xiu was, but he just raised his head and roared at the sky. He never thought that Chu Xiu was such a terrifying person?
This illusion is not something normal people can think of, right?
Mountains of knives, volcanoes and pans of oil, who is such a perverted normal person?
"No, I'm not a devil, I'm just a porter."

Hearing Bislow's words, Chu Xiu said silently in his heart.

Of course he wouldn't be so perverted, and the Eighteenth Hell was not his original creation, he was just a porter from another world.

(End of this chapter)