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Chapter 153 The Great Emperor Fengdu

"If you don't want to lose your soul, just leave soon!"

Based on the weapons held by the two, Bai Shuo could probably tell that these two people should be the civil and military judges in the underworld.

The civil and military judge couldn't help but look at each other when he heard Bai Shuo's words. Obviously, he didn't expect Bai Shuo to say such words.

"You don't have to come forward, this is not the realm you can step into!" Judge Wen, holding a brush, pointed at the two of them and said.

Judge Wu also cooperated and waved the Kanglong mace in his hand, as if saying that if you dare to take another step forward, you will be distracted!

Bai Shuo smiled contemptuously: "If you insist on stopping it, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

A powerful aura emanated from Bai Shuo's body.

Suddenly, a huge pressure appeared on the shoulders of the civil and military judges. The condensed soul became dull at that moment, and could see through the things behind them through their bodies.

Bai Shuo did not kill him. After all, their souls were scattered in such a state, which means they really dissipated between heaven and earth.

Bypassing the exhausted civil and military judge, Bai Shuo broke through to the eighteenth level of hell and finally arrived at the barrier.

The first level of hell: tongue-pulling hell!

A yellow-faced ghost was pressed on the chopping board, and two thin little ghosts rode on the ghost and pressed him tightly. The other two little ghosts pulled her arms so that he could not struggle.

Another little ghost took the tongs and pulled his tongue out five or six meters long, then peeled off his tongue...

In another blink of an eye, the ghost's tongue returned to its original state, and was pulled out by the little ghost again... and it was repeated again.

Ning Rongrong's mood, which had just calmed down, began to fear again, and jumped up and hung on Bai Shuo's body.

This time Bai Shuo did not stop him and let Ning Rongrong do his actions. Some criminal laws here really make people feel uncomfortable.

"Bai Shuo, let's leave here quickly..." Ning Rongrong said tremblingly in Bai Shuo's arms, and his eyes did not dare to squint, staring straight at Bai Shuo's eyes.

Looking at Bai Shuo's face can reduce her fear a few times.

"Okay." Bai Shuo didn't say much, just simply replied with a good word.

The little ghosts around saw the two people and thought that the tortured person had arrived here again, so they ran towards them with tools.

"Bai Shuo Ghost is here!"

Ning Rongrong screamed and his head hid directly in Bai Shuo's arms.

Just now, Ning Rongrong happened to see the little ghosts running towards the two of them from the gap behind Bai Shuo's neck, which scared her to the point of being at a loss.

Bai Shuo's face condensed, and a murderous aura spread out from her body.

The few little ghosts who ran towards them were immediately lifted out hundreds of meters away and lay motionless on the ground.

Ning Rongrong was so scared that Bai Shuo couldn't help but speed up his pace. Bai Shuo wasted very little time in the next level of hell, and he didn't give those little ghosts time to react.

Ning Rongrong's eyes had not been opened throughout the whole process, so he lay quietly in Bai Shuo's arms, listening to the powerful heartbeats coming from Bai Shuo's chest.

Finally, Bai Shuo brought Ning Rongrong to the 18th level of hell.

As the lowest level of hell, the ghosts here are talking about torture that are the most painful!

Knife saw hell!

A huge iron saw split the ghost from head to toe into two, keeping it like this, repeatedly...

Bai Shuo quickly found Zhang Fei's father's location, drove away the few little ghosts around Zhang Ling, and rescued Zhang Ling, who was almost sawed away again.

"uncle?"

Bai Shuo looked at Zhang Ling with a look of something wrong.

Even in the state of a ghost, there should be a hint of clarity in his eyes, but at this moment, Zhang Ling's state was obviously a little dull, and there was no clearness in his eyes, and there was only turbidity.

Bai Shuo breathed a sigh of relief when his thumb pressed on Zhang Ling's forehead. Fortunately, his soul was just damaged, not because he had worn out his consciousness.

Such torture will consume a lot of soul power in just one time, not to mention that it will be repeated, and the damage to the soul is naturally essential.

And what this hell is most lacking is soul power.

Bai Shuo waved his hand gently, and an irresistible suction appeared above Zhang Ling's head. All the soul fragments hidden in the air in hell gathered here. After a while, a blue pill appeared above Zhang Ling's head.

...

Fengdu City, Treasure Hall in the City

An old man in a dragon robe was furious, and the whole hell burst into storm for his anger.

"Who is so brave? Where is the Ten Palaces of Hell?"

The old man roared all his life, and ten kings of hell, wearing official uniforms and with a strong aura on their bodies, immediately appeared below His Highness.

"There is a palace of King Qin Guang!"

"The King of Chujiang in the second hall is here!"

"The Song Emperor in the Three Palaces is here!"

"The King of Five Characters in the Four Halls is here!"

"The Five Palaces of Yama King is here!"

...

The Ten Palaces of Hell knelt down in front of the old man on the dragon throne above. It was hard to imagine that the underworld ruler like the Ten Palaces of Hell would kneel under a person.

There is only one person who can make them respect so much!

The highest god in the underworld, Fengdu, also known as the Northern Yin Emperor, if the Ten Palaces of Hell is the controller of this hell, then he is the god of this hell!

"Someone openly broke into the 18th floor of hell, where are you? Where are you in my underworld??"

The Ten Palaces of Hell was sweating coldly behind him, fearing that the person above would scatter their souls with a wave of his hand.

However, the words of the Emperor of Fengdu shocked the Ten Palaces of Hell. Someone actually broke into the eighteenth level of hell. Was he here to save people?

Back then, the monkey just came to change the life span of life and death, but someone actually went to the eighteen levels of hell!

What is the taboo of the Emperor of Fengdu! If the person who broke in was caught and his soul was scattered, it would be his best ending, right?

"You guys go in person! Take him here to see me!" The Emperor of Fengdu said to the Ten King of Hell below His Highness.

The Ten Kings of Hell dared not show their aura. After responding, they hurriedly headed towards the eighteenth level of hell.

...

"Why are you here?" Zhang Ling was a little confused when he saw Bai Shuo. He saw Ning Rongrong standing in Bai Shuo's arms, so he said in surprise: "Although you still have a girlfriend? You guys are all dead, right? Is it a car accident?"

Bai Shuo's mouth twitched, uncle... Didn't he know what he had suffered before?

"Uncle, I'm here to save you." Bai Shuo said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling suddenly realized and hurriedly said, "How dare you come here! Go quickly! Those kings of hell and these 18 levels of hell are not legends, they really exist. Their strength is beyond your imagination. It is still too late to leave now!"

At this moment, ten figures wearing official robes appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Seeing these ten people appear, Zhang Ling's eyes dimmed.

"It's over...it seems we're going to be cold..."

ps: Recommend a book by a friend: "Douluo: Grassroots Phoenix"
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