Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

"Torture?"

After hearing the two methods mentioned by the green-faced ghost jailer, Qi Xiu slowly raised his eyes and swept towards the tongue-pulling hell in front of him.

There seem to be two ways to leave this hell, but in fact there is only one.

Punished, 3750 years...

With a light laugh, Qi Zheng was about to raise his hand to kill the green-faced ghost jailer in front of him, when suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind:

"Do you know what the next level of hell is like?"

"Yes, the next level of hell is the Scissors Hell. If you fall into this hell, your body will be pressed down, exposing your limbs, and the jailers will cut off your fingers and toes one by one."

The green-faced ghost jailer seemed to know a lot about the next level of the Scissors Hell and could explain it without any hesitation.

His eyes moved slightly, and an idea came to Qi Xiu's mind.

If this plan can be accomplished, our Shenxiao Sect may be able to avoid this forbidden area of ​​disaster that has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

Nodding silently, Qi Xiu's brows suddenly shone with color, and a stream of Hunyuanzi with a faint glow surged out, as if a dazzling meteor shower rolled up out of the ground, and suddenly pounced on the group of green-faced ghost jailers in front of him who were suppressed by the [Zhenfu].

The green-faced ghost jailer, who had always been domineering and wantonly torturing the souls in prison, had never suffered such injustice.

He immediately started howling and crying, his voice even louder than the souls hanging on the stone pillars.

After all, the souls that were absorbed into this place by the artifacts of Hell in the past were all suppressed and obedient. Even if they had some strength to resist, they could not withstand the rush of these jailers, coupled with the natural restraint of the Tongue-Pulling Hell.

But unfortunately, the True Lord Hunyuan Wanfa whom they met today was the legendary "anomaly".

All of his methods of cultivation do not follow common sense, they are all top-notch and unprecedented.

Although the divine weapon of hell can unconsciously absorb their souls into the eighteen levels of hell.

But it can only do this much.

Qi Xiu's current spiritual realm is the realm of immortality, and based on the [Yama Gold Chapter], the great book of the Hell Way, he has evolved and opened up a more powerful [Hunyuan Gold Chapter]. With the help of the power of a hundred thousand inner demons, he has refined the unprecedented [Hunyuan Heart Pill].

The mind and body are one, the spirit and the flesh are one.

The Qi of Hunyuan will not dissipate, and the Heart Pill robe will not be destroyed!

His physical body is so powerful and his cultivation of Hunyuan is 100% synchronized with his soul. Such a terrifying existence is no match for jailers like them.

A talisman is enough to suppress them and make them unable to move.

In a blink of an eye, all 3,000 tongue-pulling jailers in the Tongue-Pulling Hell were possessed by Hunyuanzi.

They knelt neatly in front of Qi Xiu and became his private army.

"We bow to our Lord."

"Let's level this place."

At Qi Xiu's command, three thousand green-faced ghost jailers immediately stood up and took action. As jailers in the Tongue-Pulling Hell, it was a piece of cake for them to kill these residual souls in the jail. Moreover, now that they were possessed by Hun Yuan Zi, their power was even more terrifying than before.

It also has the blessing of some Hunyuan power, and can even perform the Hunyuan star-sucking method.

Based on the standard that waste is a crime.

Under Qi Xiu's tacit control, three thousand green-faced ghost jailers began to use Hun Yuan Zi's magical powers to frantically devour the souls in the Tongue-Pulling Hell.

These souls had been tortured for countless years and had long since become numb and dull. At the moment they were being devoured and absorbed, they showed a hint of relief.

In a short while, all the tortured souls in the Tongue-Pulling Hell were swept away by the green-faced ghost jailer's voracious drinking.

And the next moment, the last tortured soul was swallowed by the green-faced ghost jailer.

The entire ground of hell suddenly turned into a pool of sticky, rippling black water.

A slowly rotating vortex appeared in the center.

It seems that although these green-faced ghost jailers are not dead, they have been possessed by my Hunyuanzi. Therefore, this hell assumes that all jailers and tortured souls are dead, and thus opens the passage to the next level of hell.

Looking at the black water vortex in the center of hell, Qi Xiu slowly rubbed the knuckles on his fingers.

next second!

Three thousand green-faced ghost jailers lay one after another on the strange and cold black water. Qi Xiu stepped on this [Ghost Bridge] and slowly walked towards the black water vortex.

……

click-

click-

The sound of scissors clicking could be heard continuously. Huge stone slabs were placed horizontally. In the middle of two stone slabs, a figure was pinned down and struggling in pain. His exposed hands and feet were being cut off by the huge black iron scissors with a click, click, click sound by the green-faced ghost jailer with a hideous smile on his face.

And every time a finger or toe was cut off, it would grow back the next second, and in a short while, a mountain of fingers had piled up on the ground.

"This is... Scissor Hell?"

A calm and curious voice sounded above the head of the green-faced ghost jailer who was torturing the prisoners.

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, the green-faced ghost jailers were stunned at first, then looked up in surprise.

Above the Scissors Hell, I saw a young Taoist priest looking down with his hands clasped in his sleeves and a calm expression. His cold and calm temperament was totally out of place in this hell full of pain and misery.

"who?!"

After being stunned, the green-faced ghost jailer shouted loudly. At the same time, stone slabs appeared out of thin air, trying to clamp Qi Xiuru like a tortured soul and make him endure the torture of the scissors.

Having experienced the Tongue-Pulling Hell, Qi Xiu was prepared this time. The moment the stone slab appeared, a number of talismans glowing with golden light floated out at the same time, and with a loud bang, they forcibly smashed the strange stone slab that had the power to suppress the soul.

Stone chips fell from the sky like heavy rain. The green-faced ghost jailer below was furious. He screamed and raised the black iron scissors in his hand, rushing towards Qi Xiu together.

But the next moment.

The iron pliers made of the same material collided heavily with the black iron scissors, but there were no sparks from the collision of earthly iron tools. Instead, circles of black ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out.

Both pliers and scissors are hellish instruments specifically designed to target spirits.

The black ripples that exploded from this collision also contained the terrifying mysteries of hell.

If one does not have the level of the immortal soul, the slightest touch to the soul will cause the tongue and mouth to be pulled out, the fingers to be cut off, and the soul will become incomplete and difficult to repair.

"Iron tongs? How is that possible?"

Looking at the jailer with iron pincers blocking him, the jailer with scissors was stunned.

"You dare to do evil to my Lord, I will pull out your tongues!"

The iron-tongs jailers swarmed out like a flood, with fanatical and ferocious faces, screaming and fighting with the scissors jailers.

Both are jailers of hell, and the two groups of green-faced ghosts fought back and forth, but neither could tell who was stronger.

Qi Xiu, who was watching the show with his sleeves folded, had a colorful blue light shining again between his brows, and a series of Hunyuanzi were aimed at the scissor jailers from a distance.

rustling-

The sky was filled with blue light pouring down, dragging long trails of flame, heading straight towards the Scissor Jailer.

"what?!"

Sensing the threat from Hun Yuan Zi keenly, the Scissors Jailer instinctively wanted to run away, but how could the Iron Pincers Jailer, who was fighting against him, let the duck at his mouth fly away?

"Don't run, don't run, just like us, and serve our Lord!"

The green-faced ghost jailer whose body was possessed by Hunyuanzi didn't care about life or death. He burst out with all his strength and entangled the scissors jailer on the opposite side.

"Let me go!"

"You traitors! Traitors!"

"What on earth are these...Ah! For my Lord!"

"For my lord!"

As more and more Scissors jailers were possessed by other people, the resistance became less and less powerful under the joint suppression of the two groups of jailers, and was eventually completely wiped out.

All three thousand jailers of the Scissors Hell were possessed by Hunyuanzi.

At this point, the number of prison guards and soldiers under Qi Xiu had reached 6,000.

After all the scissors jailers were subdued, the tortured souls in this hell were all destroyed at Qi Xiu's command, just like in the tongue-pulling hell.

The black water spread again, and a rotating vortex appeared faintly.

"Let me see, Qi, whether your Eighteen Levels of Hell can stop me."

With his eyes lowered, Qi Xiu took a step towards the next level of hell.

Iron tree hell!

Mirror of Sin Hell!

Steamer hell!

Copper Pillar Hell!

Knife Mountain Hell!

Iceberg hell!

Oil pan hell!

Bull pit hell!

Stone-crushing hell!

Mortar hell!

Blood Pool Hell!

Hell of unjust death!

Crucifixion hell!

Volcanic hell!

Stone mill hell!

As he went deeper and deeper into the layers of hell, Qi Xiu witnessed firsthand the horrific tortures that made his heart tremble.

As he passed through more and more hells, the number of evil ghost jailers under his command also increased.

When it destroyed the seventeenth level of the Stone Mill Hell.

The number of evil ghost jailers under his command has reached 51,000. Green-faced ghosts holding various torture instruments stand at Qi Xiu's feet, forming a large black mass.

These evil ghost jailers roam in hell all year round, inflicting torture, and their bodies are filled with a terrifyingly heavy murderous aura.

With such a large number of them gathered together, the aura alone would make any living being below the Immortal Soul Realm tremble with fear, and lose all ability to resist.

"The last floor."

Counting the seventeen levels of hell in front of him, Qi Xiu's eyes fell on the black water vortex that appeared again.

This layer should be the last layer of the Eighteen Levels of Hell!

Vaguely feeling that this last layer of hell should be different from the previous seventeen layers, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly, his body shook, and an incarnation appeared.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"No problem, this deity is my life, I will not shirk my responsibility."

He waved his hand, and his incarnation flicked his sleeves and strode towards the black water vortex. In an instant, he sank into the depths of the vortex and entered the eighteenth level of hell.

Qi Xiu closed his eyes slightly, his mind moved slightly, and the perspective of his incarnation suddenly appeared in front of him.

"It's really different."

Compared to the previous seventeen levels, it is a horrifying, bloody and terrifying hell scene.

The eighteenth level of hell is empty and peaceful, just like an ordinary cave in the secular world.

Bluestone, mud floor.

There was a light mist in the air, and a faint... fragrance?

"This smell is..."

The tip of his nose moved slightly, smelling the light fragrance in the air. His avatar frowned slightly, and he said with some uncertainty:

"sandalwood?"

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