Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

"Be merciful to the master, think twice!" A soldier shouted loudly.

"Master Compassionate, rest assured, I will definitely be responsible for the [-] levels of hell. Every torture will be innovated to make those people more painful..." The head of the Freedom Kingdom straightened his messy suit and hairstyle, and smiled wickedly.

Seeing that the compassionate master suddenly shook his head.

"No, you misunderstood." Compassionate master said lightly: "I mean, the [-]th floor of hell is about to be built. The soldiers have never done this kind of work, and they just need a trainer..."

"Isn't the person in charge?" The head of the Free State was stunned for a moment.

"No."

"Then, is it an ordinary jailer?" The head of the Free State suddenly became a little angry: "I was the head of the Free State back then, even if I worked for you, how can you just let me be an ordinary jailer!"

Compassion shook her head: "Of course you won't be arranged like this. After all, you were the head of the Free State back then, and the position given to you must be unique and very important!"

Hearing what Master Compassion said, the head of the Freedom Kingdom nodded in satisfaction.

really.

Yourself is still very important!Da Xia still takes herself very seriously!

Unique, Vital Position!

"What is it specifically?" The head of the free country asked proudly.

Compassion smiled: "You can understand it as...the experience officer of the eighteenth floor of hell."

The air seemed to be still.

"What!" The face of the head of the Freedom Kingdom suddenly turned pale, and he almost screamed: "Experience officer...you mean...I'm going to experience the eighteenth floor of hell!?"

"Amitabha, I'm really ashamed. I thought the donor was an evil person before, but I didn't realize that the donor is so merciful." The compassionate master smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the donor would be so eager to help Da Xia."

"When I was building the Eighteenth Floor of Hell in Daxia, the benefactor volunteered to promise any position...Speaking of which, if I changed to other fighters, I really would not agree. That is to say, the benefactor is so kind that I can't refuse."

"No, I'm not..." The head of the Freedom State looked bleak.

"Don't need to say too much. Such great kindness, it can be said that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, I admire it. Amitabha, so kind." The compassionate master smiled: "Brothers, put him down! Rebuild the hell, start from him !"

"okay!"

"Haha, good position, good arrangement!"

"Eighteen levels of hell, sinners are supposed to atone for their sins... This guy is really a professional counterpart!"

"Compassionate Guru is wise!"

"You should be happy to be able to do things for my Great Xia, the head of the Free Country. Didn't you ask for this yourself?"

"That's right, you chose it, Apu! Help us experience the shortcomings in a while, and then do something new!"

"Prince of the Free State, I underestimated you before, I never thought you would be so kind! You really sacrifice yourself for others, it's true that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

The head of the Free State cried: "No, that's not what I meant... let me go..."

Immediately, a group of Great Xia heroic spirits pulled the legs of the leader of the Freedom Kingdom, and even though the leader of the Freedom Kingdom cried and struggled, they dragged him directly to the direction of the Great Xia Underworld!

There, there will be a new eighteen layers of hell!

And these eighteen levels of hell will also welcome the first experience officer...

"You all know the contents of the eighteen hells!" Master Compassionate shouted loudly.

The soldiers replied loudly: "I know, pull out tongues, scissors, iron trees, steamers, copper pillars, mountains of knives and seas of fire!"

"Don't worry, Master Compassionate, he must have fully experienced this business!"

"Start from the first floor, go to the eighteenth floor, and then return to the first floor...Don't even think about going out, this old boy, let's live a good life inside!"

"Every time the experience is over, let him write an experience report, and let him mention how to improve it, which is even more painful!"

Tongue out!

Scissors!

The oil pan under the sea of ​​swords and fire!

In terms of punishment, the ancestors of Daxia have already played it all over!

The head of the free country was completely desperate, and he didn't even have the strength to cry.

The heroic spirit of Great Xia, who was dragging the head of the Free State, smiled: "Hehe, don't be afraid, you are already dead anyway, and you won't die. By the way, let me tell you in advance, although I was in the cooking class before I was alive, I just joined the army It’s been here for two months, and the temperature of the oil pan may not be well controlled... If you feel hot later, you can just say it and yell out.”

"If I yell, will you turn down the fire?" The head of the free country asked in a daze.

Great Xia Yingling scratched his head and thought for a while: "No, the main reason is that I will be very happy."

At this moment, the head of the Freedom Kingdom felt that he was really not as good as a ghost!

"Help! Reapers, help me!"

"I'd rather be reincarnated as a pig than be an experience officer!"

The head of the free country was dragged by both legs, and shouted towards the death temple that was getting farther and farther away.

Those gods of death looked at the soul of the leader of the free country who had been dragged away, not to mention going up to rescue them, they were all trembling with fright.

"A mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire... is it so cruel?"

"Even I, the god of death, feel horrible!"

"The souls of this group of Great Xia are really too evil. You must not mess with them, or if they fall into their hands..."

"This hell, why does it feel more dense than our Death Temple!"

"By the way, if we really want to get to that point, I'd rather die out of my wits... I guess we won't be able to see that fat man in the future..."

The gods of death couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

From this moment on, the head of the free country will be in the [-]th floor of hell in Daxia's prefecture, serving Daxia as the [-]th floor hell experience hall.

Eternal life and no reincarnation, in that endless purgatory, enduring incomparable pain!

The key is not to die!

Sometimes, not being able to die is not a good thing. This treatment, even those Shura soldiers whose souls were bound and became puppets of the Great Xia until their souls flew away, would shake their heads...

And the other side.

In the meeting room of the Supreme Command Center.

Lin Fan still regretted that he didn't restrain that guy's soul and let him slip away.

But Shang Weitian continued: "Next, the next question, Zilu, Lu Bu, how to arrange?"

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When Lin Fan heard this question, he directly raised his hand: "I already have an idea about this."

But before Lin Fan started to speak, everyone looked at him in surprise, full of disbelief.

Even Daji had a complicated expression, while Mr. Zhang sighed and turned his face away with a flushed face.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Fan frowned.

From Lin Fan's right side, Xingye's weak voice came: "That, your hand..."

Lin Fan turned his head to look, and saw that his raised right hand touched Xingye's chest by himself, and squeezed it a few times.

The air seemed to be calm.

full of embarrassment.

But there is one thing to say, the touch is really amazing, it is the elasticity that Lin Fan has never felt.

"Lin Fan, you are too arrogant now... Even though you are the commander-in-chief, you can't molest your subordinates in this public place." Mr. Mo Zhi had a heartbroken expression on his face, "Are you worthy of Mr.'s instruction!"

Dao Wanqian also stroked his beard and sighed: "Well, you are still young after all, but when did you start?"

Elder Jin: "Pay attention to the influence, Lin Fan, this occasion is not for you guys..."

Lin Fan was stunned for three seconds, and then pressed his hand on the table: "No, listen to my explanation!"

"Xingye, I'm sorry, there's something wrong with this... this hand, it's not mine now!"

"It's a ghost!"

Lin Fan said loudly.

"Good excuse." Mr. Mo Buzhi was slightly taken aback, "As expected of the commander-in-chief, you really have quick wits!"

Dao Wanqian also became more and more distressed: "The old Dao has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen ghosts and gods take the blame..."

Lin Fan firmly pressed Shura's hand, but that Shura's hand, as if watching the excitement was not a big deal, actually grabbed a pen on the table and wrote two large characters.

"Very moist!"

Xingye's face was so red that it was about to drip water.

A strange laugh sounded in Lin Fan's heart: "Hehehehe, it's really good... Boy, do you dare to say that you don't have any thoughts in your heart? I can see the evil side of your soul. You were born..."

"Shh!"

Lin Fan drew the knife directly, put it on his shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "If you make trouble for me again, I will really chop you up!"

Shura's hand instantly fell silent.

"It seems that there is really a problem with this hand..." Dao Wanqian and Mo Bubu frowned slightly.

"Everyone," Lin Fan took a deep breath and stood up straight: "I'm sorry, this hand...I will find a way."

"Won't it affect the battle?" Zhang Feng frowned.

As a sword god, he knows how important the hand holding the sword is.

"You don't have to worry about it during the battle." Lin Fan shook his head: "Facing the gods, that guy and I are still on the same front."

"After all, when I die, he dies too."

"It's just that there will be some troubles on weekdays."

"I can't cure this hand either." Mr. Zhang said seriously: "Or, it's better to cut it off. I'm very good at this."

"In medicine, we recommend resection for parts that cannot be cured."

Professional doctors give advice.

As soon as the words were finished, Gong Shuming's eyes lit up: "After the cutting is finished, I can help you install the arm with the same mechanism as mine. The mechanism inside is very unexpected, which is not found in ordinary flesh and blood."

"And I can also use this hand to put it on the battle puppet!" Gong Shuming's expression became more and more excited!

The Blood Demon King Hu licked his lips, and looked at the arm hungrily: "Can you give me a drink of the released blood?"

Lin Fan is rank nine!

This hand even contains the power of ghosts and gods!

Lin Fan: "..."

Are these three lunatics really eyeing themselves?

I'm afraid I've been eyeing it for a long time, right?

"Farewell, although this hand is usually disobedient, I still need its power to face the gods." Lin Fan looked nervously at Gong Shuming, Zhang Chengfeng, and the Blood Demon King Hu.

Even the hands of ghosts and gods who were disobedient before seemed to feel the thoughts of the three abnormal guys, and suddenly became quiet.

Bai Qi suddenly said: "Then if you usually do something secretly under the covers, is it equivalent to that ghost and god giving you... hiss!"

"Ahem, it's a meeting!" Shang Weitian coughed.

Guo Zuo couldn't stand it any longer, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Fan, get down to business."

"En." Lin Fan exhaled, his expression became serious: "I suggest that Zilu be the teacher of Confucianism, after all, he was personally taught by the sage, and he is a sage's disciple."

"One of the 72 sages, his understanding of benevolence and righteousness, his mastery of thought and power, is very powerful."

"With his teachings, the Confucian disciples' Confucian attainments will be even better!"

Mr. Mo Bubu said excitedly, "I thought so too!"

joke.

This is Zilu!

Those of Confucianism, who doesn't know the great name of this one!