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Chapter 100 Punishment Pill

"This, what kind of spell is this?"

Soul Eater Boy was completely stunned by Yi Fan's coquettish manipulation.

Who has ever heard of asking God to help in alchemy without using medicinal materials, and what you want to refine?

Even if Yi Fan told the truth, Soul Eater Boy wouldn't believe it.

"Soul Eater, you have practiced for so many years, and how many sins you have committed. Today, you can pay off your debts."

Yi Fan pointed at the crack in the Nine Heavens and said solemnly: "Nine Nether Purgatory, Red Lotus Karmic Fire, Eighteen Punishments, eliminate your evil obstacles!"

Tongue pulling, scissors, evil mirror, iron tree. . . . . .

Eighteen kinds of hell punishments that make people feel cold all over the body appeared behind Yi Fan one by one, and a lotus-shaped crimson flame was summoned by Yi Fan from the crack in the void, and it was thrown under the Nine Dragon Cauldron to be roasted .

A [-]-meter-large ancient bronze well in the Evil Mirror Hell shone a white ray of light, directly passing through the cauldron and hitting the soul-eating boy.

The huge steamer was opened, and inside was a baby boy cross-legged, the Soul Eater and the ghosts laughed and shared food; the barbecue and the iron skewers were wearing human eyes, which were still turning endlessly; the big iron pot What is cooked in it is a piece of human head with skin and flesh; what is chewed in a large piece is a piece of golden and oily human leg. . . . . .

What Yi Fan saw was nauseating, and his Dao Xin, who was as powerful as him, couldn't bear to look directly at it.

What is illuminated by the evil mirror hell is not an illusion, but the sins of this person's life, and then according to the allocation of sins, he should go to which level of hell to be punished.

This soul-eating boy raises evil spirits in captivity, not only arresting monks to refine their souls and sacrifice to evil spirits, but even mortals. In the name of improving the food for the evil spirits in his hands, he is actually using the soaring anger, resentment, and resentment of the people who died tragically. Negative emotions such as , despair, misery, etc. refine powerful evil magic weapons.

"Soul eater, there is no concept of time in the [-]th hell, only non-stop punishment until your sins are completely eliminated, now, I will refine the punishment power of the [-]th hell into your body, and seal you up forever , let you be tortured for eternity, to commemorate the souls in the sky who were killed by you." Yi Fan's eyes were blood red, and he was trembling with anger, and countless thunderbolts suddenly descended from the sky, smashing the soul-devouring formation into pieces, The Lotus Hot Wheels also popped up automatically, and the blazing high temperature melted the nearby snow-capped mountains ten miles away, turning them into boiling rivers.

"Red lotus karma fire, refining into pills, banning soul devouring pills, prison pills, success!"

Holding countless mysterious runes in both hands, the red lotus karma glowed brightly, and the Soul Eater boy had nowhere to escape in the cauldron. His skin was immediately torn apart by the roasting, and the bitter flesh was separated. Drops of black liquid flowed down. In an instant, it was gasified into endless black gas, and as Soul Eater melted little by little, it turned into a pill the size of a longan.

"Eighteen hells, endless punishment, practice!"

The phantoms of the Eighteen Hells behind Yi Fan all flashed, then turned into streams of light and fell into the Prison Pill one after another.

"Endless reincarnation, eternal punishment, open!"

"what!!!!"

In an instant, the heart-piercing roar of the dead from hell resounded through the mountains, and the wailing echoed unceasingly.

In a small pill, there is actually a whole other world.

It's just that this world is a miniature version of the eighteenth level of hell. Although it is not big, there is only one person who is being tortured, and it is the soul-eating boy.

"Where is this place, let me out, Yi Fan, if you have the guts to challenge me one-on-one, what's the point of sneak attacking with magic weapons?"

"brush!"

Two little ghosts with green faces and long fangs in uniforms suddenly appeared in front of the Soul Eater Boy. One stepped forward to overturn Soul Eater, stomped on him firmly with his foot, and opened his small mouth at the same time. Quickly and precisely pinched Soul Eater's tongue out, and then pulled it back hard, getting longer and longer, drops of bright red blood trickled down Soul Eater's chin.

The soul devouring magic power is completely painless, but his tongue is restrained, and he can't shout loudly, so he can only let out an indistinct howling sound in an extremely miserable manner.

With a "snap", the tongue was finally overwhelmed and broke in response, and the two little ghosts also laughed and disappeared without a trace.

Soul Eater lightened his heart, and took a big breath.

It's okay, it's okay, although it's a bit painful, it's just a broken tongue, so I'm not afraid.

"brush!"

The two little ghosts who disappeared actually went back and forth, but they each held a huge iron scissors, and Soul Eater was nailed to the wall at some point, allowing the two little ghosts to cut off his fingers and fingers one by one. toe.

The ten fingers connect to the heart, and the eighteen levels of hell magnify the pain of the six senses countless times, so that every time Soul Eater breaks a finger, he wants to bite his tongue and kill himself.

But no matter how he struggles to self-mutilate, it has no effect except to bring more painful senses. He is destined to go through the eighteen floors of hell one by one, and without Yi Fan unblocking him, he will be trapped in the small torture forever. He suffered endless pain in the prison pill.

Abusive, painful, howling, begging for mercy, subduing, Soul Eater can no longer hold back under the endless purgatory, begging for mercy loudly.

"Yi Fan, Senior Yi Fan, I know I was wrong. I am willing to reveal the secrets of the Holy Cult, to be a cow and a horse, to reform my mistakes, and to be a good person. Please let me go!"

"Humph, how can something be so cheap? Just commit a heinous crime and put down the butcher knife and it's over? Doing good deeds is atonement?"

Yi Fan was unwavering and shouted: "Enjoy your ten hells. Evil people will have their own trials and tribulations. Devils like you are destined to be punished with more ruthless means. And don't worry, you won't be alone." , there will be many old demons who will be refined by me to keep you company, just wait, this day will not be long."

"Captain, three hours ago, a mountain range in the Kunlun Mountains was shrouded by a magic formation. Later, the sky changed drastically, but it soon dissipated without a trace. There was not a single person visible in the satellite images, only melting glaciers within a ten-mile radius." Xiaonan was shocked and scrolled through the thrilling satellite pictures in her hand, and incredibly reported to the blind swordsman who was driving.

"It should be that Hua Yutian sent people to intercept and kill the elite disciples of various factions to fight with him, or it may be aimed at Yi Fan, but this kid is not simple, and I am afraid that if Hua Yutian takes his life, there is hope." Blind The swordsman spoke highly of Yi Fan.

"Captain, he's just a mere third-level Qi training, not as high as mine. Hua Yutian is a half-step golden elixir, he'll die if he blows his breath." Xiao Nan naturally refused.

"Hehe, is it true or not? When we get to the Kunlun Secret Realm, don't you know if you take a closer look?" The blind swordsman smiled wryly and shook his head, unwilling to explain further. But it disappeared after a while.

On the ground, except for the traces of the car and a row of ordinary trees, there is no shadow of their car anymore.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, Hua Yutian stood on a huge black dragon, and behind him stood a strong man as tall as a two-meter high iron tower.

Suddenly, Hua Yutian frowned and turned his palm. A Q version of the puppet of the Soul-Eating Boy appeared in his palm, but it was torn into pieces and had no aura.

The big man behind caught a glimpse of it, and said in shock: "Master, this is the soul puppet of Venerable Soul Devourer, it looks like he was killed by someone, right?"

"Venerable Banshan, as you expected, the broken soul of the soul-eating soul puppet means that it has died, but the divided soul is still there, which proves that the soul is intact. It has either been suppressed and captured by the enemy at this moment, or it has used secret methods to escape. You Don't worry, you will know everything when you get to the secret realm." Hua Yutian took one look and put away the soul puppet, and continued to drive the black giant dragon through the air.

　Heaven has reincarnation, who the heaven will forgive!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)