Heavenly Eel King

Chapter 132: Eighteen levels of hell experience soul cultivation

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Wanda Yangtian, the deputy speaker of Liushen Wuzhu's main god council, knelt down and cried in panic: "I surrender, all the soldiers and soldiers of the main god council "suppressing bandits plan" legionary soldiers gave up resistance and surrendered!

The remaining 3 billion troops trapped in the formation brought their wounds down and captured them collectively.

The deputy speaker shouldn't be forced to open up the soul, being entangled by the true soul of Yang Bo's powerful soul of the soul, the soul of the soul of the soul, completely reduced to Yang Bo's soul slave.

Yang Bo indifferently smiled after enslaving the vice chairman of the Lord God Council who had betrayed in the Purple Profound Soul Region.

His body is a golden body, and under the inspiration of the soul, it splits and releases a substantive thousand-zhang dharma body that illuminates the night sky. Three billion golden divine rays instantly lasses from the air and sinks into the captured main god. The council suppressed the bandit army soldiers soul sea.

A torrent of countless memory fragments flooded into the eyes of the golden body of Faxiang without obstacles. Then the golden body of Faxiang began to swell up, growing up to ten thousand feet and stopping, and the golden light once again blazed above the sky and reached one hundred thousand feet before it stopped. Live, and then radiate the Quartet. Illuminate the dim soul cloud and night sky. Yang Bo, with this multi-functional method, has a mental and physical mentality. He selectively recognizes these memory fragments quickly, and filters the useless ones directly, leaving the essence for storage.

An hour later, five thrones the size of a city in the soul cloud released brilliant black soul lights to illuminate the earth, and the five humanoid shadows of the Emperor Underworld appeared dimly and faintly before everyone's eyes. Suspended in the air for a thousand meters, Emperor Li An calmly said: "Wanda Yangtian, the deputy speaker of the Lord God Council, this incident is purely an accident, so what? We don’t think it happened, what do you think? And you guys who surrendered? !Agree?"

The surrendered people shouted as if they could understand.

Shocking!

Although disgraceful, they also feel worthy of howling with pride following such a powerful boss.

Clean the battlefield!

Yang Bo calmly ordered.

Following him spreading his wings and flying around, inciting bursts of space rune flowers, and holding hands with several newly worshipped eldest brothers, they fluttered out of the battlefield space with a smirk.

Ha ha ha ha!

Hahaha!

The victor left a series of hearty smirks echoing in the battlefield for a long time.

Yang Bo entrusted many matters of the soul domain court to his eldest brother Weitong and the speaker, Mr. Yuchi. The two supervised the dynasty management of the soul domain, and he himself followed the central Ming emperor Li An and the other four Ming emperors to the Ming Emperor. In the Palace of the Kings of Yama, in the gloomy place of the red clouds, thousands of miles west of the palace, pay homage to Lord Yama, Zhong Wei. The gathering of the five emperors made Yan Wang Zhongwei knelt on his knees and trembling, looking at the brother Yang Bo sent by the five emperors supreme in fear.

"Zhong Wei, you hear this is my brother Yang Bo, and the sixth underworld emperor of my underworld. He is the new emperor appointed and appointed by the Lord Divine Council of the Purple Profound Soul Region. , So you have to experience the eighteenth level of regional experience to cultivate the godhead and ascend to the god realm. You can wait for me, understand?" Central Ming Emperor Li An calmly looked in front of him, kneeling and shivering respectfully. Yan Wang Zhongwei ordered.

The emperor Zun Ming said the decree! Yan Wang Zhongwei knelt in fear and took the order.

Sixth brother, take care, brothers will send you here. After the experience, brothers will celebrate your good life.

Six brothers take care!

Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, take care!

Seeing the five elder brothers of the Underworld going away, Yang Bo starred with tears and turned to follow Yan Wang Zhongwei, who started to practice Qipu, and experienced the terrifying test of the 18th-level region.

"Bodi! What we are about to reach is the first level: please come down with the Tongkou area."

Zhong Wei flew his head in mid-air and politely bowed his hand to the introduction.

Wearing a golden imperial soul robe, Yang Bo nodded in greeting, and followed Qiqi Hades Zhongwei to unfold the ninth-order soul wing flight to the first floor: the Tongkou area.

The two flew to the first floor of the Tongkou area and stood outside the enchantment. Yan Wang Zhongwei has a tall and mighty figure, a round face with an inverted beard, and a wide open tiger eye. The black dragon robe is windless and bulges. The white lotus magic pattern in the space, the magic pattern spins in the air and shoots into the enchantment. After five breaths, the barrier opened, and a doorless door frame with two black runes brilliance flowing in front of Yang Bo appeared. what! what! Heartbreaking screams came out. In astonishment, Yang Bo raised his eyes and looked in. The world inside the door frame was blood red.

"Your Majesty Bo Di, please go in with your subordinates!" Yan Wang greeted him politely. Looking at Zhao Feng, who looked at the ground in a daze with a look of astonishment, a look of uncut and contempt flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Oh! Good! Hades, please lead the way!" Yang Boqiang, who was reminded by Hades to recover, pretended to be calm and polite. The soul thought moved, retracted the soul space purple wings into the body, and followed indifferently.

Yang Bo walked into the enchantment and caught his eye. A middle-aged woman facing a cunning face in front of her was tied to the execution post and was being tortured with a bronze mouth. what! what! Screaming and practicing, a little devil is holding tongs in the hot red copper water in his hand, and the tongue of this multi-mouthed woman is being pulled out of an inch, and her mouth is full of copper under the high temperature of the hot tongs. It's a blister, white pus is constantly overflowing from the blister, ticking, it's too late! The hot ground fire directly atomized into water vapor and made a terrifying sound.

Yang Bo couldn't bear to look sideways anymore, when a brief introduction of the Tongkou area appeared in front of him.

"The sky is selfless and selfless, the moral and filial piety are at ease, and the rebellion is extremely rewarded."

Behind him came the arrogant message of Yan Wang Zhongwei slowly leaving: "Your Majesty, please read the notice!"

Turning to look at the notice, the profile of Yan Wang Zhongwei was introduced:

"Hall of the Kings" Seven-seven Yan King Zhongwei's innocent and filial body, controls the life and death of the world. Everyone who enters this temple through the strict management system of the Yanwang Temple, which is reported by various departments and yas. Yan Wang Zhongwei personally interrogates and pronounces judgments. Those who have a balance between merits and demerits will go to the reincarnation temple. Because of the reincarnation, men and women sleep, the rich and the poor, etc. bear their karma. According to their specific circumstances, the sinners were assigned to the 18th-tier regions to be tortured to eliminate evil karma.

There was a mirror engraved with black characters beside the notice.

According to one's own mirror

There is a passage on the frame above the mirror:

In front of one's own mirror, the treacherous karma and evil appear in their original form.

The first level, Tongkou Hell: Everyone who is alive will instigate discord, slander and slander people, be slick, arguing, lie and deceive. After he died, he was beaten into the hell of the copper mouth. The kid broke off the person’s mouth and clamped his tongue with red iron tongs. The soup was cooked, and then he recovered instantly with a special method. Pulled slowly, pulled an inch longer, and then soup again. Rescuing and recovering, slowly dragging a long one inch and using a special method to instantly restore the slow dragging a long one inch and then soup, three times in a row to cook the three-inch non-rotten tongue, it is a day's compulsory homework for the sin soul of the temple.

After reading it, Yang Bo took a deep breath and said inwardly: "Fortunately, there are several Mingdi brothers to help, otherwise, like that tortured woman, you don't need to try it. Thinking about it, I feel sore and painful in my mouth."

Yang Bo stood at the entrance of the first floor of hell, and saw countless little ghosts executing torture every day. From fear, surprise, surprise, pretending to be calm, calm, and numb. He felt that he brought himself into the scene, cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice Qipu again. Among the seven emotions, joy, anger, worry, thinking, sadness, fear, shock, and seven emotions are experienced in the primary and profound experience to rebuild the six souls. Hi, Yang Bo experienced the liberating joy of the sin soul after being executed by the little devil, and then became his own experience and poured it into the six soul star wheel. With the profound experience of the "seven emotions" perfused by the black six soul star wheel, the initial black gradually changed to light green and dark green. After seven or forty-nine days, it returned to the condensed, solid black star wheel, releasing The coercive soul glow of the introverted soul circulates throughout the body.

An unspeakable sense of comfort that has been sublimated through the seven emotions of life and death in a region overflows the whole body. This feeling gave Yang Bo a feeling of ecstasy. Yan Wang, who came to pick him up to the second level, flashed uncontrollably shocked eyes, stood in the door frame and looked at the looming body of Emperor Yang Bo. I secretly regretted the disrespect forty-nine days ago. After half an hour, Yang Bo's sense of comfort disappeared, and he opened his eyes and exhaled a suffocating breath. He stood up and stared at this terrifying layer of hell thinking.

"Your Majesty Bo Di, come down to pick you up to the second level!"

Yan Wang Zhongwei, who was 100 meters behind Yang Bo in the door frame, gave a respectful report.

Yang Bo turned and smiled: "Hammer! Trouble, let's go!"

Hades walked to the door and took the initiative to lean sideways and stretched out his right hand to the right respectfully and unfolded: "Bodi, please!"

Yang Bo smiled and nodded in greeting, and stepped out of the first floor of the regional door frame barrier.

He came out and turned to face the enchantment. The sleeves of his robe were windless and automatically waved his palms to draw a strange white lotus line. The white lotus rune flower swirled in the air and plunged into the black rune door frame. After ten breaths, the Hell stopped and took back his soul. . An enchantment was silent after a breath of black light. The door frame disappeared before Zhao Feng's eyes. Everything is like nothing. Yang Bo sighed the magic in his heart.

Bodi! Come down! Yan Wang Zhongwei turned around and arched his hands to invite.

After finishing speaking, Zhong Wei flew up and ejected in the air, turning around beautifully, and flew to the extreme west.

Yang Bo moved his soul, his wings appeared, and he waved the ninth-order purple profound soul wings, soaring up, and instantly flew beside the Hades who was 10,000 meters away.

Hades felt it, and when he looked sideways, he was frightened in a cold sweat, and his left hand stretched out a thumb, his eyes filled with wonder.

Turning his head to the west, he led Yang Bo towards the second-floor area in the dim sky and flew away.

A rain of souls began to fall in the dimly reddish sky of the underworld.

The soul cloud rolled, and an abrupt sound of extremely light and faint spatial friction came from the high-altitude soul domain above his head.

"No! Rebels! Bo Di, if we go back tomorrow, we will have a rest in the Palace of the Kings of Yama, okay?" The King of Yama, who stopped in front of Yang Bo, asked for instructions.

Hearing the words of the King of Yama, Yang Bo's star eyes flashed with purple light, and his forehead and soul eyes opened to release ten centimeters of silver light. Jian eyebrow moved slightly and closed his eyes into thinking.

After three breaths, Yang Boning raised his eyebrows and replied, looking at the dim night rain.

"No! Hades, or you will help me scavenge the formation, this emperor will have to see how sacred it is!"

A horrible soul pressure was pressed down from the height, and the soul cloud rolled violently from the height. After a breath, a group of rebels riding skeleton horses, full armor and hand spirit guns swooped down to a high altitude.

The killing sound shook the sky, with a terrifying imperial Dzogchen soul pressure and murderous battle body.

Immediately slammed in front of Yang Bo and Hades.

Yang Bo calmly grabbed the right arm of the King of Yama with his middle right hand, and instigated the Purple Wing of the Ninth-Order Soul Kong, carrying a beautiful silver-lighted dotted array flower, instantly flew 10,000 meters away. The wings of the black formation of soul glow were incited, and the eyes concealed the sparkle while hovering in the air, coldly looking at this group of violent and murderous rebel groups in the distance.

"Yang Bo, the emperor stay, you can go, King Yan!" A hunchbacked Taoist priest with a sword in his hand like an old man stepped out and said arrogantly and gloomily.

Hearing this, he knew that the other party had a very big backing, dare not to put him in the eyes at least at the same level as Emperor Hades. The emperor Dzogchen had a soul-cultivating top-level existence, and felt the bursts of emperor-level masters coming from thousands of meters away. Complete soul pressure, he is not enough to look at the first-level imperial soul cultivation. Looking sideways at the nonchalant Emperor Yang Bo, he finally knew how terrifying the sixth emperor of the underworld was. Not daring to go, had to bite the bullet and waited in place for Emperor Yang Bo's decree.

"You want to keep this emperor even with you chopsticks?" Yang Bo sneered.

The soul was lightly moved, and the golden body was called out to release the golden light of one hundred thousand feet to illuminate the dim sky in the rainy night.

A rebel group attacked by a hundred people was shown. His face is clearly visible.

Fit!

After a breath of golden body, he shrank and rushed into Yang Bo's body to fit together successfully.

A golden glow of Yang Bo's soul body, waving his wings, instantly appeared behind the old man who shouted threats.

Shocked his hand to buckle the depression of the old man's shoulder blades, five fingers sinking into it, the three souls and six souls, and the three souls and six souls sublimated through the first layer of hell copper mouth hell, gathered the source power of the right hand and quickly injected them into the body of the emperor Dzogchen old man.

what! boom! A scream and a body explosion were heard almost simultaneously from the place where the old man was standing in the air.

A terrifying soul with a shredded body of the Emperor Dzogchen can turn into a ten-meter mushroom cloud, and the vast soul can quickly spread to annihilate everything within a kilometer space. The high-altitude soul cloud was also stirred and rolled by this overbearing explosive soul energy. One hundred meters of ground was plowed into deep ravines spreading over 10,000 meters.

The dodge-fast sneak attack rebels stood high in the sky with their hands over their chests and looked at them in fear. They had experienced such a violent soul explosion in place, and they looked at their terrifying god-like domain emperor Yang Bo as if they were.

Dozens of rebels turned around and looked at the sky, trying to fly into the soul cloud to escape for their lives.

Want to run? Yang Bo secretly smiled.

The shoulders were shrunk, and the soul wing was instigated, and instantly appeared among the crowd of imperial Dzogchen rebels, and the silver light flashed and moved. One by one the rebel masters were beaten to the ground. This is still his men's mercy.

Leaving the last one, Yang Bo's starlight flashed sharply and asked indifferently: "Say! Who sent you here!"

"Yang Bo, the emperor! Kill me! I won't betray the organization!" The captured middle-aged brawny Emperor Dzogchen replied proudly.