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Chapter 33 Eighteen Levels of Hell Chen Mo

But the drop of five-clawed golden dragon's blood in the dantian lost its luster, floating peacefully in the dantian.Zhang Tian looked around, but found that it was undoubtedly the cave.

Zhang Tian stretched and found that his body turned out to be solid.

"father!"

A five-clawed golden dragon flew down and threw itself into Zhang Tian's arms.

"Little Dragon?"

"I like the name Xiaolong very much."

The five-clawed golden dragon hovered around Zhang Tian's body, and kicked open the cave door.

Zhang Tian crawled out with difficulty, and returned to Li Gui's tomb, where Zhang Huotu and the others were lying there.The second uncle's body was lying on the side.

Zhang Tian looked in front of the tombstone, and saw a fallen candle burning for a while.

This is why the little ghost can murder Ji Lingran, because the candle has not burned out.

What happened next was exactly the same as what Zhang Tian experienced before. Zhang Tian, ​​Ji Lingran and Xiao Jing were driving on the highway again.

Looking at the familiar street sign, Zhang Tian's expression froze.

"Oh!"

The car stopped in the middle of the highway, and Ji Lingran in the back row couldn't dodge and knocked on the front seat.

"Zhang Tian, ​​are you crazy? Stop on the highway."

Zhang Tian ignored Ji Lingran's yelling and got out of the car.As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Tian felt a little more smell in the air.The zhenqi in the sleeve condensed and ejected.

It precisely hit the top of the billboard, and a howl was heard.

Sure enough, the kid was there.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a train came out from another opposite lane, and directly crushed Zhang Tian's P1 into pieces.

The brat's maniacal laughter was heard in the air.

Zhang Tian turned around, and it was the kid in the control room of the big truck.

A severe headache came, Zhang Tian closed his eyes and covered his head, and the next moment Zhang Tian returned to the cave.

Zhang Tian drove the car on the high speed again, and put a seat cushion on the rear seat.

Zhang Tian slammed on the brakes again, Ji Lingran was not injured under the protection of the seat cushion, but looked at Zhang Tian suspiciously.

Zhang Tian deftly knocked down the kid on the billboard, and used all his spiritual energy to form an air wall around him.

The truck hit again, but Zhang Tian had a complete countermeasure.Under the astonished eyes of the little ghost in the driver's seat, Zhang Tian directly pulled out the mahogany sword and stabbed the little ghost to death.

"Do you think this is the end?"

"puff!"

Ji Lingran vomited blood, and Xiao Jing beside him had a ferocious expression, just like that kid.There is a knife stuck in Ji Lingran's chest, and the owner of this knife is Xiao Jing.

"what!"

Zhang Tian had a headache again, everything returned to the original point, and Zhang Tian appeared in the cave again.

This time was the same, after eliminating a series of opportunities that might cause danger, there was always something that could make Ji Lingran die.

"No!"

After thousands of times, Zhang Tian collapsed.Zhang Tian saved Ji Lingran thousands of times, but Ji Lingran died thousands of times in his arms.

"Do you understand?"

Everything dissipated, and Zhang Tian regained his spiritual state again. In front of Zhang Tian, ​​there was a huge bronze statue.

"All living beings have their own destiny, and Ji Lingran is doomed to suffer this catastrophe, and no one can save him."

"No. I don't believe it!"

Zhang Tian looked at the bronze statue.

"You're the one who's messing around, right? Li Yanran always appears in my mind!"

"No, I'm also wondering where this memory of yours came from." The bronze statue continued.

"This is a magic circle, which can know the weakest place in a person's heart, but the weakest place in your heart is not your memory."

"My weakness?"

Zhang Tian was taken aback for a moment, and his red eyes became clearer.He stood where he was, hands hanging down, as if in deep thought.

"What I want you to know is that it is destined by the sky, and people can't change it. Ji Lingran is destined to be like this."

"Go back."

"Wait, I want to know where Ji Lingran's three souls and seven souls are."

"On the No.18 floor of hell!"

……

The surrounding scene changed again, and Zhang Tian appeared and returned to the place where he had just passed through the city wall.The dead ghost has disappeared, but the entrance to the eighteenth floor of hell is still emitting a ghostly atmosphere.

People can only be teased by God?No, I believe that man can conquer nature.

Zhang Tian jumped straight into the cave.

"Unknown ghost, enter the eighteenth floor of hell Chen Mo!"

A majestic voice came from somewhere, and Zhang Tian suddenly felt that he was bound by something.Zhang Tian struggled desperately, but found that the rope tied to his body became tighter and tighter, and Zhang Tian couldn't breathe after being strangled.

"Hurry up and work!"

Zhang Tian woke up from a semi-consciousness, only to find himself in a bottomless mine.I was covered in shackles, and the bracelets and anklets were jagged, and every step I took hurt my heart.

Several Nether soldiers stood aside, holding a whip in each hand.

"What about you, get to work!"

A black shadow struck, Zhang Tian wanted to hide but found that the shackles were too heavy, the whip hit Zhang Tian directly on the back, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.Zhang Tian's back was bloody and bloody, and the pain pierced his bones.

Zhang Tian didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly imitated the ghosts around him digging ore in these mines.

Chen Mo?The eighteen levels of hell are divided into: Guangjuju, Juxulaue, Sangjudu, Lou, Fangzu, Caowubeici, Dulunandan, Bulubanhu, Wujingdu, Niludu, Wujingdu Lue, Wuman, Wuju, Wuhu, Xujianju, Modugan Zhihu, District Tongtu, Chen Mo.

The layers of the eighteen layers of hell are not simple layers, but the time of serving the sentence.

According to Zhang Tian's rough calculations in the book, he will stay here for at least a few trillion years.

"Damn, I didn't come to serve my sentence."

In the eighteen hells, there is no difference between day and night.At midnight every day, the gate of the underworld opens, and the bell rings to mark the day.

"Boy, what did you do to come to the 10,000th floor of hell, but there have been no newcomers in these [-]th floor of hell for [-]+ years."

A fat man with mischievous eyebrows came over.

"What crime did you commit?"

"Me!"

The fat man patted his stomach.

"I just poisoned a few cities and killed a few girls, and then I was dispatched here. It has been millions of years."

The fat man sighed.

"How many cities? How many people are there?"

"Tens of millions, it's not too much."

"How many millions?"

Zhang Tian understood that this fat man is definitely not from the earth, and the place he came from is probably the cultivation world that Zhang Banxian said.

Dozens of days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhang Tian looked at the sky that had never been bright.

Probably Xiaolong and his assistants thought I was dead.

"Don't worry, the eighteen levels of hell are relatively static in the outside world."

"Relatively still?"

"What's so strange about this, trillions of years in prison, the lifespan of a world is not so long, let alone a person's soul after death. Here, time does not exist, and the bell is only for time."

(End of this chapter)