The dark cold light converged into one, leaving an empty space on the densely packed lock-and-arms rack.
"How long have you been imprisoned here?" Fatty Xiao said in a low voice as he raised his eyes and looked at the extremely enchanting woman in front of him.
The cultivation level of the three people can be seen with just one glance, and their eyesight is enough to reveal the horror of this woman.
"How long has it been?" The woman's dark eyebrows were twisted together in vain, and the corners of her mouth outlined a beautiful arc, "I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's endless years!"
"Here, I have seen dozens of warrior gods choose their tribes. These people either turned into giant beasts in the stars, or turned into white bones!"
"Time is really a terrible thing, it can even bury memories!"
The woman's snow-white skin was pale red against the bloody sky, and there was an inexplicable sadness in her dark eyes.
"Endless years?" Wuming and Huan Bingyun's pupils shrank suddenly. They had been trapped in the Suowu Hell for more than hundreds of years, and they both knew the pain involved.
"Behemoth in the starry sky!" Fatty Xiao frowned slightly, huge shadows appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards the center of the eighteenth level of hell.
A sword pavilion hundreds of feet high, like an unsheathed sword, stretches across the sky.
White bones were piled up around the sword pavilion, making the sword pavilion even colder.
Its majestic pressure permeated the sword pavilion. The terror of this pressure penetrated the eighteen layers of hell and suppressed the hell.
Fatty Xiao was no stranger to this kind of pressure. It was the pressure of Wei Wuji, the Marquis of Xinling.
"Has no one escaped from this hell?" Fatty Xiao said slowly after staring at Jiange for a long time.
"Never!" the woman giggled. Her body was locked with several martial arts chains. Compared with ordinary chains, the pressure on these martial arts chains was more terrifying.
"Once you enter hell, life and death are separated!" Under the curved eyebrows, a trace of recollection appeared in the bright and long eyes. The woman looked quietly at the bloody sky and suddenly said: "It's about to start again!
"
Is it about to start again? Fatty Xiao and others raised their heads and looked directly at the sky. Above the bloody sky was the seventeenth level of hell.
A moment later, a series of shrill screams echoed in the sky, making the hair stand on end.
Wuming and Huan Bingyun both sighed slightly. They had experienced it before and could guess what happened.
Boom! Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, I saw bright thunders swimming out under the blood-red sky. Compared with ordinary thunder, this thunder was scarlet and terrifying.
"Thunder Nian!" The woman murmured softly, and a blood mark slowly appeared on her snow-white eyebrows, forming a blood-red thunder mark.
A scarlet thunder suddenly emerged from this mark and headed straight into the sky.
The expressions of Fatty Xiao, Wuming and others all changed. They closed their eyes suddenly, and saw a scarlet thunder flowing through their bodies, devouring life crazily, until a moment later, the thunder burst out of the body and gathered together.
in the sky.
Seeing such a strange scene, Fatty Xiao subconsciously looked at the woman and said, "Senior, what is this?"
Her beautiful eyes stared motionlessly at the sky. The woman said calmly: "Lei Nian, the Martial God Chosen Clan who is imprisoned here, at the beginning of hell, a thunder thought was sealed in the body by Xinlinghou!"
"This thunder thought is constantly devouring the vitality in our bodies, and even swallowing up our unyielding will. It merges into it, forming these scarlet thunders!"
When she said this, the woman's eyes were bone-chilling, and her voice became extremely cold. "This beast, Marquis Xinling, did everything. In order to cultivate a series of thunder thoughts, he tortured millions of warrior gods every few days.
."
"The more we struggled, the angrier we became, the faster the thunder thought in our bodies devoured our vitality, until finally, we were completely surrendered to killing, and only then did the thunder thought truly disappear. At that time, we also turned into giant beasts in the starry sky!
"
Boom! A series of scarlet thunderbolts gathered together to form a ten-foot-long thunder snake, lingering around the sword tower, rendering the entire world even more blood red.
"Then what's the use of this thunder thought?" Staring at this clear thunder, Fatty Xiao had a feeling that it was no longer real. There were some differences between this scarlet thunder and the rules of thunder, but the power contained in it was even more terrifying.
"Each thunder thought contains the will and wisdom of a warrior god's chosen clan, gathering the thunder thoughts of all living beings, and condensing the third source body, the thunder source body!"
The woman said coldly, a biting and cold murderous intent emerged, and the murderous intent flashed again between her eyebrows.
Fatty Xiao and the three of them all looked startled, and then they became extremely angry. This blood-red thunder was formed by the will and vitality of millions of warrior gods. Their consciousness was wiped out and they became giant beasts in the starry sky.
"Can't you get rid of this thunder thought in your body?" Fatty Xiao asked.
"Expel?" The woman chuckled, staring at the sword tower motionlessly, and said: "Under the martial arts chain, our cultivation is all sealed, how can we expel it!"
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao's heart suddenly sank, and he closed his eyes, trying to resist the thunder swimming in his body. Unexpectedly, the thunder became more terrifying, and the faster it devoured life.
"The more you resist, the more terrifying the thunder thought will be. To a certain extent, the harder you struggle, the more powerful the thunder thought will grow!"
"Instead of resisting, it's better to calm down!" the woman advised, her eyes vaguely glanced at the corpses on the racks around her, and said: "Those people resisted this thunderous thought day and night, and eventually their vitality completely disappeared!
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"Otherwise, the vitality in our bodies is enough to last for more than thousands of years!" the woman said quietly.
"Some things have to be tried before you know if they will work. Isn't it sad to be willing to wait for death, senior?" Fatty Xiao said in a low voice, closing his eyes to resist the thunder swimming in his body.
Wuming and Huan Bingyun also closed their eyes to resist the thunder in their bodies.
Too much vitality was swallowed up, and the faces of the three of them were slightly pale.
Seeing this, the woman sighed quietly. She seemed to see her past selves in Fatty Xiao and the other three. Hundreds of years of attempts and countless failures. Does this count as an attempt?
Seeing that the three of them were so determined, the woman's lips moved slightly, but she did not try to dissuade them.
"Chi You!" A faint laughter sounded in the eighteenth level of hell, and in the sword pavilion that reached the sky, a tall and slender figure slowly appeared.
"For more than a hundred years, the thunder thoughts in your body have become more and more terrifying. Tsk tsk, I really look forward to it!" With long silky hair falling on his shoulders, Xinlinghou came out of the air, and the thunder was swimming all over the sky.
They all trembled in unison, as if to welcome the arrival of Marquis Xinling.
Looking at the undulating thunder, Lord Xinling's magnificent eyes showed a hint of ecstasy, "The body that condenses the origin of thunder is just around the corner!"
"Marquis Pingyuan, this time I am walking in the front again!" Marquis Xinling chuckled, stepping forward, and after just a few steps, his figure suddenly appeared above the Suowujia, condescendingly looking down at the woman below, smiling.
Yingying said: "How pitiful people are! Chi You, the agreement between you and me is still valid. If you obey me, I will take you as my concubine. At that time, with my reputation, Emperor Wei will not
Say something and you can get out of here!"
Having said this, Marquis Xinling's eyes swept back and forth over the woman, with a look of anticipation in his eyes. Although such a beauty was good, what concerned Marquis Xinling the most was Chi You's strength.
Hearing this, Chi You, the woman slowly raised her head, her ice-cold eyes full of mockery, smiled and said: "If you ask for the rank of Emperor Wei, maybe I will agree to this!"
Chi You! Wu Ming and Huan Bingyun were shocked. Wu Ming opened his eyes and stared straight at the graceful figure in front of him. After a long time, he softly uttered four words: "Demon Emperor Chi You!"
Although the clan chosen by the God of War in Tiangang is extremely humble, it has produced many amazing and talented people, and the Demon Emperor Chi You is one of them.
Therefore, when Wuming and Huan Bingyun heard these words, their expressions were so moved, "Everyone in the world thought that the Demon Emperor Chi You had fallen and was imprisoned in the Suowu Hell of Wei Kingdom!"
"Tsk, tsk, if that's still the case!" Marquis Xinling shook his head and said, "You can't make a joke like this. I can't afford the following crimes!"
"Then no need to talk!" Chi You said coldly, closing his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, one day, you will agree!" Looking directly at this magnificent face, Xinlinghou chuckled and said: "Now you are gradually unable to resist that thunderous thought, aren't you?"
After saying that, Marquis Xinling turned around and walked towards Baizhang Sword Pavilion. The empty eighteenth level of hell echoed with Marquis Xinling’s chuckle.