Douluo's strongest full-time control

Lin Nansheng was not alarmist. If Zhu Zhuqing could not assimilate the dark energy concentrated essence ball, his life would indeed be in danger.

After all, the underworld, which can also be said to be the air of the dead, is still composed of the spiritual energy after death. Otherwise, how could the underworld be called the world of the dead.

When Zhu Zhuqing returned to the dormitory, he saw that Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had fallen asleep, and they gently lay on their bed.

"Hey, I really envy them two for their carefree appearance." Zhu Zhuqing turned around and looked at the two of them again, envious of how carefree they were during the day, saying whatever they wanted without any scruples.

"I don't know what kind of energy this is. I have never seen it before, but it seems to have a familiar feeling. It seems to be energy higher than soul power. Is it necessary to absorb it?"

"Also, why do you need to train with Teacher Zhao? Does Teacher Zhao have any unique training methods?" Zhu Zhuqing has too many doubts. There is no doubt that Zhu Zhuqing will have insomnia tonight.

Yu Xiaogang returned to his dormitory and felt extremely sleepy.

"It's strange, why am I so sleepy today? Is it because I was too angry during the day." Yu Xiaogang, who could hardly open his eyelids, murmured to himself.

"Forget it, let's study it tomorrow. Go to sleep first." Yu Xiaogang came to the bed in a daze, lay on the bed and soon fell into dreamland.

"Where am I? Didn't I sleep in the dormitory? Why did I come here all of a sudden?"

"Hey, there are people queuing up in front of us, and there are people behind us as well. What are they doing?"

"The Wangui Sect is so unheard of, and why are these people so dull and lifeless?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the gray sky, the bloody moon, and everything unfamiliar around him, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"It's your turn, it's you, why are you in a daze?" When Yu Xiaogang was thinking, he was called to his senses. It turned out that he was already waiting in line.

"Who are you?" Yu Xiaogang couldn't help asking as he looked at the tall and powerful man with black skin in front of him.

"Don't care who I am, your name is Yu Xiaogang, right?"

Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to nod when he heard the name.

"Let me check your past and see if you did anything evil."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean before death?" Yu Xiaogang felt something was wrong after hearing this and asked quickly.

"I have seen many people like you. You are obviously dead, but you think you are not dead. Listen clearly, you are dead. This is the underworld or hell, you name it."

"No, I remember clearly. I was just very sleepy and sleeping on the bed. How could I be dead? And what is the underworld?" Yu Xiaogang shouted in panic.

"Stop yelling, you are interrupting my reading of your information and delaying my work. The higher-ups will blame you, and I will grant you an additional penalty." The black-faced man said ferociously.

"Yu Xiaogang, 61 years old, cause of death: suicide. He committed suicide due to shame."

"It's not right. I'm obviously less than 50 years old, how can I be 61 years old, and I can't commit suicide? This is slander." Yu Xiaogang shouted again.

"Mingshi, give him a slap and be quiet." The black-faced man quickly called to the side.

"Yes, sir." Four soldiers who looked like a convoy came over and gave Yu Xiaogang a few slaps in the face without any explanation.

"You must be dreaming." Yu Xiaogang squatted down in embarrassment and shook his buzzing head.

"Suicide, your crime is a bit serious. In the underworld, we have always severely punished people who commit suicide and do not respect their own lives. This requires going through the ice zone."

"It's kind of disgusting to push a girl into the abyss."

"What, you still have the act of marrying your cousin. This is against family and earthly relations. It is a heinous crime and cannot be forgiven."

"I declare that this person has done many evil things in his life and must be punished with ice, sword energy, and finally palace punishment."

"Come here, throw him into the Ice Purgatory for 49-81-[-] days, and then throw him into the Sword Qi Purgatory for [-]-[-]-[-] days, and then perform palace punishment."

"Yes, my lord."

"No, this is an injustice. It's an injustice. Sir, you must have seen it wrong. It's an injustice." Yu Xiaogang was dragged by two underworld warriors by his arms, and he suddenly screamed in panic.

But what Yu Xiaogang saw was everyone staring at him coldly with expressionless faces.

"No, you must have made a mistake, no." Yu Xiaogang saw that he was being carried not far away, and immediately felt an extremely cold breath coming towards his face, getting colder as he got closer.

"It's a mistake, it must be a mistake." No one answered him until he was taken to the edge of the Ice Purgatory.

"I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming. All this is fake, fake, yes, yes, yes." Yu Xiaogang gradually became incoherent.

Until Yu Xiaogang saw the ice purgatory mentioned by the black-faced man, his eyes widened in horror and he completely forgot to speak.

In front of Yu Xiaogang, there was a vast white area. In a low-lying area less than one meter below his feet, countless ice spikes grew irregularly.

"No, no, no, don't." Yu Xiaogang felt himself being lifted up and realized what happened next.

Immediately, Yu Xiaogang felt that he had taken off and was thrown into the ice purgatory by two underworld warriors. Fortunately, he was not thrown onto the ice spikes and fell into a small open space with no ice spikes around him.

But Yu Xiaogang couldn't scream, he was shivering all over from the cold, and the extremely cold air eroded Yu Xiaogang's skin, which soon became frostbitten, turning blue and blue.

"I want to go out. It must be a dream. Wake up."

"Ah." Yu Xiaogang moved around, and without paying attention, he was stabbed in the arm by an ice spike, and he immediately screamed in pain.

Hot blood flowed out, but because of the ice purgatory, the bleeding could not be stopped.

Soon Yu Xiaogang had no strength to move. His own blood stained the ice spikes next to him, and he only trembled from time to time.

Yu Xiaogang didn't know how long he had been lying unconsciously before he felt himself being lifted up and felt a wave of warmth.

"The 49th day of Ice Purgatory on July 81th has arrived, and the next step is the [-]st Day of Sword Qi Purgatory."

"Am I not dead yet?" Yu Xiaogang said with distracted eyes.

"Damn you, you are already dead, how can you die and continue to impose punishments."

Immediately, Yu Xiaogang was dragged to another place, not far from the Ice Purgatory. Yu Xiaogang couldn't call out, and he was allowed to be dragged like this.

In front of him was an area full of knives, filled with all kinds of knives, and countless criss-crossing sword energy dancing randomly.

"Throw it in."

Yu Xiaogang was thrown up again, and was accurately thrown into the purgatory of sword energy. Before he landed, Yu Xiaogang endured countless sword energy passing through his body.

There was another kind of painful scream, and red lines appeared on Yu Xiaogang's body. These red lines were all blood stains cut by the knife.

In this way, Yu Xiaogang has been enduring the torture of countless sword energy, which passed through him extremely sharply. Yu Xiaogang screamed until he lost his voice and could not make a sound at all.