The silver light was projected from a large mirror with a diameter of more than two meters. The mirror fell on the platform, and the table top was one foot high, one foot wide, and one foot long. Three bloody characters "Niejingtai" were engraved on it.
The silver light hit Lien Daozhen's body, and a shadow immediately appeared. The man sitting in the middle of the hall sneered and said, "Lian Daozhen, you are sinful, and you are not punished if you do not accept it!"
The shadow is getting bigger and bigger, getting longer and longer, and gradually, like a black giant, pressing me and Lien Dao really underneath. The immense power makes people feel like a mountain on top of their heads.
Lian Daozhen silently watched the shadow rising from the ground, and suddenly threw a punch to smash it.
The silver mirror made a muffled sound, and it shook a few times along with the stone platform below, and the silver light disappeared without a trace.
Lian Daozhen raised his leg and walked towards the man and said, "The legendary evil mirror can illuminate good and evil. Good people ascend to heaven, and evil ones are punished. Although your mirror can reflect the gloom of people's hearts and generate power to counter pressure, I am truly upright, and there is nothing to fear. I am not afraid of the sky, so how can I be afraid of the darkness in my heart."
The man above the hall was silent, and when Lian Daozhen came to him, he finally said, "No wonder they said that the most troublesome thing in this world is your Lian Daozhen. Although you can't beat you, but where the duty lies, you must Understand the purpose of your coming here."
The statues of ghosts and monsters in the hall suddenly creaked, and then they moved like living creatures. Weird howlings kept coming out of their mouths, and the originally dark hall seemed even more ghostly at this moment.
Ren Dao really didn't look at what was behind him, only looked at the person, and said, "I'm going to see the chairman."
"This is not the purpose." The man said.
"Ask him if he wants this world." Lian Daozhen said.
The man was silent for a few seconds again, then nodded slightly. He stood up from his original position and stepped aside. I saw a dark road behind him. The road is narrow, gloomy, and dark, and I don't know where it leads.
If you don't even ask or look at the truth, if someone lets him in, he just enters.
I don't have any good ideas, so I can only follow him.
When the two of us walked into the dark path, we suddenly heard the fake King Qin Guang ask: "I don't know if the supernatural power of Lian Dao really thinks, can we conquer this world?"
Dao really didn't even want to replied: "It used to be possible, but not now or in the future."
"Then I wish Mr. Lian a smooth journey." Qin Guangwang said.
As a false Yama, this person himself did not show much power. However, the power of that wicked mirror stand was shocking.
A mirror shot can use the dark side of your heart to form a strong oppressive force. How many people can resist themselves
Rendojin smashed the shadow with one punch, indicating that he had defeated himself.
However, there is only one Lian Daozhen in this world.
If you were someone else, even the old man from Yuanling might still suffer under the mirror.
Only true fearlessness can be transparent inside and outside, no matter the darkness or the light, it is only a force that he possesses. This force will only help him defeat the enemy, but cannot be an obstacle to him.
We easily passed the Palace of King Qin Guang and walked along the dark trail.
It didn't take long for me to feel cold all over, as if I was in an extremely cold place ahead.
Going forward dozens of steps, I saw a glacier blizzard ahead, and the biting cold wind was blowing back and forth. The sound alone was enough to freeze a person's body.
Although I am not too afraid of the cold, I still subconsciously release some firepower to surround myself to warm myself up. And Lian Daozhen completely ignored these chills and walked forward calmly.
Suddenly someone yelled: "Who dares to break into the ice hell of Peyiting Pavilion!"
I followed the prestige and saw at the end of the glacier, a figure nearly ten feet tall and dressed up like King Qin Guang standing there.
By his side, hundreds of people kept wailing. Those people were all fucked and trembling in the cold wind. Many people couldn't help but want to move, but as soon as the soles of their feet were off the ground, they fell with a horrible cry.
A closer look revealed that the flesh on the soles of their feet had long been frozen. When the foot is lifted, the flesh and blood will be torn off. After falling to the ground, more parts of the body were in contact with the ice. These people screamed and twisted their bodies frantically, trying to relieve the unbearable pain.
However, the more they moved, the more flesh and blood tore off their bodies, and then more painful, more maddening convulsions, until they died completely and turned into a stiff ice corpse.
The picture was horrible, and the people who watched it trembled. As for the one at the end of the glacier, after seeing no answer for a long time, he snorted and didn't see what he was doing. The cold wind in the sky suddenly blew towards me and Lian Daozhen.
The ice on the ground vibrated and then rose and turned into a huge iceberg impact.
For a moment, it was like the end of the world.
Ren Daozhen raised a palm and slapped it out like a fly.
A faint flow of heat slid through his palm, and after flying out of Mich, it suddenly turned into a magma fire with a width of three feet.
They have amazing heat, instantly melt the icebergs along the way, penetrate the cold wind, and surround the person at the end of the glacier with lightning speed.
The cold wind in the sky dissipated, and the iceberg slowly sank into the ground. Lian Dao really dismissed the opponent's attack lightly, but there was no hint of pride on his face. He just said indifferently, "Keep a way."
This is too domineering, people who are a little bit bloody will rise up to resist.
However, this one remained silent in the flow of magma. He looks like an emperor, but he doesn't have the emperor's air. It's no wonder that Lian Dao really said that the power of the ruling government is a ruse.
Deliberately imitating, it is never possible to become who you are.
The flow of magma fire only restricted the man's actions, and did not pose much of a threat. Of course, if he wants to continue to attack us, the fire will inevitably swallow him.
Lian Daozhen is surprisingly easy to talk in this Yama Temple, and some of it does not fit his style.
According to common sense, he should slap the roadblocker on the face, vomit blood, then kick it hard and move on.
The other party was silent for a long time, and when Lian Daozhen walked around, he finally said: "You trespass into the Yan Luo Palace, someone will come to teach you for me.
Ren Daozhen looked cold and said, "If you don't let go, you won't see who is teaching me."
The man was silent for a few seconds again, and after Lian Daozhen raised his right palm and a faint red light appeared on it, he finally moved his body silently.
Nearly one foot tall, in my eyes at this moment, even children are inferior.
As I passed by the person, I smiled and asked: "What kind of Yama are you?"
He looked at me and said dullly: "King Chujiang."
I screamed, deliberately loudly and admiringly said: "It turns out to be the legendary King Chujiang..."
The ridicule in the words can be heard by the deaf. The man looked gloomy and looked at me without speaking. It is conceivable that if it were not for Lian Dao, he would immediately rush to kill me.
However, with my current ability, his cold hell is not a threat to me. Without home court advantage, a fake Chujiang King is nothing.
I laughed, and Liandao Zhen continued along a narrow road behind him.
After entering that road, I couldn't help but wonder, and asked: "You seem to be very kind to them? Why?"
"If the ruling government is willing to work with us, the opportunity will be greater." Lian Daozhen explained: "If it is an enemy, it will naturally not be merciful, but now our strength is too weak and we have to find hope."
"Do you count as patience and humiliation?" I said with a smile.
"No." Lian Dao replied very seriously.
Talking and walking, soon, the third hall of Yama arrived.
This Yan Luo Temple is more gloomy than the previous two, with the smell of blood and dark colors everywhere.
Here, you can't see light, only red and black can be seen. When I walked in with Lian Daozhen, I immediately saw the black top layer, and many people fell down.
They were tied up by ropes, with bleeding and tears in their eyes, and their flesh and blood were cut open, exposing the white bones. Most of the bone has been cut off, which is horrible.
In this dark hall, there was a one-foot tall, pitch-black person floating in the air. When he saw us, he immediately shouted: "Enter the Temple of Yama without permission, and go to hell!"
Countless black ropes came, hissing like a poisonous snake. These ropes remind me of those Shura three years ago.
The ruling government is indeed imitating the ancient fairy buddhas, regardless of strength or appearance, as close as possible to those legendary existences. It is a pity that they only have the form, not the truth.
Lian Daozhen didn't look down on the path they took back then, and now he even dismisses it.
The black ropes have spontaneously burned before they came to us. Without waiting for me to look carefully at what those are, the ropes have been dyed to ashes.
With the light of the fire, I surprisingly discovered that most of the eyes of those who were hung in the air by ropes had been gouged out. Blood was constantly flowing out of the hollow eye sockets, and they were dying, unable to cry out in pain.
Reminiscent of the hundreds of people who were frozen in the previous Yama Hall, I couldn't help asking: "Why is there such a person being hung up here?"
"They are all people who are unwilling to obey the ruling government. In their view, this is a sin and should be sent to hell." Lian Daozhen walked forward and said, "Yan Luodian is the punishment agency of the ruling government. All those who offend them They will be sent here and subjected to various tortures if they are not pleasing to the eye. They imitated eighteen layers of hell according to the records in ancient books."
I said angrily: "What Ten Temple Yama, it is better to directly say that it is the ten warden, and it is the most inhumane one!"
The man floating in the air snorted coldly and said: "Human nature is spoken to the honest, and to the wicked, it is natural to punish!" (End of this chapter)