"Does it hurt?" Qin Weiluo looked at his wife on the right and asked with pity.
Zhao Lian's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, but there was no sign of evaporation in the black fire of hell, as if once formed it would stay there forever.
Knowing that her frown had caused him to misunderstand, Zhao Lian smiled bitterly and shook her head, looking sideways at her husband, "I just wonder if there will be a day when we escape from the sea of fire."
The white-haired woman on the left raised her slightly drooped head and said, "The one who really binds us is King Ling, and the position of Chief Yin will last at least ten thousand years."
Zhao Lian's eyes dimmed, and she looked at the iron caltrops that bound her whole body. She remained silent as the black fire surrounded her, with her as the center in this fire domain, raging like blooming black flowers, fiercely
Show off your beauty.
Qin Weiluo withdrew his gaze and said leisurely, "The iron rope has been cast with a spiritual spell, so martial arts cannot be used. Moreover, even if we escape from the fire domain, we cannot compete with hell." His tone suddenly became fierce, "If there is no such magic spell,
, I leave the Fire Realm, even if it results in being wiped out in ashes, I still have to fight hard."
Shu Zhen's eyes dimmed for a moment, but his voice was still hoarse, "My power has been exhausted, and I don't even have the strength to resist. Rather than exist like this, it would be better to disappear into ashes."
"Haha, Protector, it's really a pity for me that I didn't let you see my current ability." After the sinister laughter, a strong evil aura came out of nowhere, and the black fire gained momentum.
They all knelt down one after another, as if a strong wind was blowing through them. In the clear sky, a man in black robe suddenly stood tall, his pale palms tilted, and they made a slight upward gesture. The black fire continued to burn fiercely, and the flames licked the sky.
Toward the gray top.
Shu Zhen stared at him with a hint of hatred. Although he knew that he was the Yin Chief and must be extraordinary, he was also secretly surprised at how powerful he was and that he could control the rise and fall of things at will.
As soon as Zhao Lianfu saw Yin Sizai, her body started to tremble, and she made a gesture to break free. The ghost's body was grinding on the spikes, making a "sizzling" sound, which was extremely harsh. However, she could not feel any pain at all.
He only wants to make the ruler of hell lose his soul.
"Zhao Lian." Qin Weiluo spoke sternly to his wife, "Don't let him see the joke."
Zhao Lian stopped struggling and stared at Yin Sizai, all the hatred concentrated in his eyes, burning as fiercely as the black fire of hell.
In less than a blink of an eye, Yin Sizai, who was standing in the center of the fire domain, stood in front of Qin Weiluo. He didn't even have time to see him change his body. His eyes were cold, and there was a despicable smile at the corner of his mouth. He waved his sleeves and conveyed with great force.
Come on, Qin Weiluo's face was slapped to the side.
"Willow." Zhao Lian exclaimed. Although he knew that this was not painful, it was just a kind of pain, but the most painful thing was the pain.
Qin Weiluo turned to face him. Although there was deep hatred buried deep in his eyes, there was no trace of anger for this action. He only said calmly, "Whatever, I can't bear to do it. Your humiliation is doomed to fail."
"Ha." Yin Si Zai lowered his head and covered his left chest with his pale right hand, "Heart? You have no heart anymore. Don't you know you are dead?" There was a vague sigh in the mockery.
Qin Weiluo cast his gaze towards the gray top of the Purgatory City of Fire. The woman in the yellow shirt smiled cleanly and melancholy. It was the heaviest obsession in his life. Although he had no heart, his attachment to her was not diminished at all, but after all, she
Or should she go back to that person and spend the rest of her life with him? Could it be said that she was destined to belong to Shao Kefan, but her destiny wheel was slightly staggered for a moment, and then returned to its normal trajectory?
Jue completely understood the meaning of the absent-minded eyes and smiled coldly, "I am really relieved to see you and your husband are deeply in love. It is not in vain to bind you to the adjacent fire domain. It is a good deed."
Qin Weiluo calmly replied, "It's time for you to accumulate virtue." After saying this, he was a little surprised to find that the iron caltrops wrapped around his body were automatically untied, the long nails were pulled out one by one, the iron ropes were retracted from the iron frame, and the holes in the ghost's body were revealed.
It also healed without leaving a trace.
"Give you a chance. If you win, I will let you three go and let you reincarnate and become human beings again. If you lose, you will stay in the Purgatory City of Fire and remain ghosts forever until the end of time.
One day!" The Yin Chief looked at his enemy who was slightly shorter than him with dismay, "Shao Kefan came to ask for advice once. The snow lin was destroyed, the phantom was disabled, and he came back with serious injuries. You have to be careful."
Shu Zhen was shocked. He had actually been here before. What was he doing here? It had nothing to do with her...
The Yin Chief glanced at the white-haired woman, "Then Shao Kefan ate the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and tried to steal the secret book of Mizha, so that after a hundred years, he could defeat me, sit on the position of the Chief of the Yin, and be forever with Mu Jianxin, who cannot be reincarnated.
Together, hehe, I finally let him know that he was dreaming."
Shu Zhen's slightly sparkling eyes suddenly dimmed, and his pale hair hung down along with his head, covering most of his face. His expression could not be seen clearly in the black fire.
The red arm has been formed, extending ten feet away and magnified about a hundred times. Because it is the body of a ghost, the red fire burning in the arm can be seen all over the body. There is even air flow formed by internal force running around randomly, forming a black fire all over the place.
In sharp contrast, it is held high, reaching the gray top in the air, like a huge peak, and the stillness is already an overwhelming momentum.
They tried their best not to think about what Yin Sizai had said just now, and just kept trying to convince themselves that as long as they won, they could be reincarnated and avoid this endless suffering. Although they also knew that such a promise made by Yin Sizai was
He was determined that he would not win, but no matter what, he would try his best to give it a try.
However, that idea still kept colliding in his mind. Not only did they spend the rest of their lives together, they actually agreed to be together forever a hundred years later. She would always be Shao Kefan's. After all, there was really a hand-in-hand love between him and her.
Or is it just an empty dream and he has been living in a dream?
Unconsciously, his face was filled with trauma, and the ghost's heart was stretched to the point of being filled with blankness and desolation.
However, he still watched the black-robed Yin Sizai in front of him with vigilance. Seeing his contemptuous look, his anger ignited, and his red arm became even redder and hotter, like a peerless sword emerging from the black fire purgatory, waiting for the moment to try the sword.
, all the sinful spirits in the nearby fire domain stopped wailing, and stared at the pillar of fire holding up the sky in shock. Finally, like a giant mountain, it collapsed, pressing down with an unstoppable momentum. In their slightly red eyes, they seemed to have seen the black-robed ghost spirit being killed.
Burnt to ashes.
This condensed his life's hard work, plus his anger at being bound and humiliated, as well as his deepest obsession, which ultimately belonged to others, as well as his desire for freedom, his guilt for Zhao Lian, and the virtual reality in his translucent body.
The heart area expands and contracts rapidly.
The corner of Yin Sizai's mouth was still showing contempt, and his rigid eyes were motionless, but there was a cold and burning light, as if he didn't care about the red arm training at all. He let the red arm training fall down without raising his eyes, only watching.
The white-clothed ghost opposite said, "It seems that what I said really irritated the Protector. However, Protector and Miss Liu are in the Purgatory Fire City, quarreling with each other, facing each other every day, so they should be satisfied. Greed, what will happen in the end?"
I can’t get it either.”
At this point, the red arm was like a rainbow, falling to the top of the head, and the energy was like a strong wind from the sky. Yin Sizai's knee-length hair was raised one after another. However, the red arm, which was the hottest in the world, did not move at all.
Instead, it showed signs of being scorched and quickly wrapped around it, climbing along the red arms like rapidly spreading seaweed.
Qin Weiluo pursed his lips tightly, his pupils shrank to the tightest, and his strength was unremitting. However, even Yin Sizai's hair could not be burned. He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, as if the tall black ghost in the black fire was a pill.
The black iron pestle that could not be melted in the furnace continued to press down unwillingly, a glimmer of light ignited in his eyes, and it was only a centimeter away from making the head that he hated so much turn into ashes.
Zhao Lian watched the scene in the middle area with expectation and hatred. Once Yin Sizai failed, he not only avenged her, but also allowed them to be free. However, the heart of the ghost was always clutched, although the final result was not seen.
It was clear, but Qin Weiluo had used all his strength, but it seemed that he could not shake Yin Sizai in the slightest. The extremely blazing flames in the world could not even burn his hair.
In addition, there are also doubts. What does Yin Sizai mean by these words? What is "greed" and what is "excitement"? Shao Kefan has been to hell and what is his relationship with Jian Xin after meeting him for a hundred years?
I don't know why, but I felt a sense of loss in my heart, as if I was getting closer to the truth, but there was nowhere to speculate.
The moment when the red arm was only a centimeter away from the head, Shu Zhen, who was sure that Qin Weiluo would be defeated, also raised his head. His eyes were still as dead as tombs, but the gray was darker. Yin Si Zai's hair was no different from that of other ghosts, except that
However, despite resisting with secret techniques, his long hair was not damaged and instead he climbed up on the flaming arm. Qin Weiluo was already in decline.
The red arm advanced another half centimeter, but stopped half a centimeter away from the top of the head. An upward invisible pressure stopped its fall, and it was easy to balance the resistance. The long hair climbed to one third of the red arm.
, instead of continuing upward, it slowly sank into the arm, which was so weird and terrifying.
Yin Si Zai's eyes were colder, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was deeper. His hair quickly disappeared into his red arms. Qin Weiluo felt a pain coming over him, and it became stronger and stronger. He knew that his hair was twisting deep, and he suddenly felt a premonition.
What? His heart sank, and he hurriedly withdrew the power on his arm. However, the red arm did not move, and each hair seemed to be carrying a huge amount of force, completely controlling his right arm.
And although he maintains a downward posture at this moment, he is already a piece of fish on the knife, allowing the other party to slaughter him. His hair penetrates the bones of the ghost, and the heartbreaking pain spreads throughout his body. It seems that he can hear the bones being twisted.
He made a slight squeak, but his lips were still tightly closed, but his eyebrows were furrowed deeper.
The winner has been decided, but he is just waiting for the final cruel outcome. Shu Zhen sighed softly, lowered his head again, and fell into the entanglement of endless memories. His silver hair and face were full of wrinkles, like those past events that were gradually withering.
Zhao Lian's martial arts cultivation was average throughout his life. As long as Qin Weiluo and Yin Sizai were competing with each other with their skills, he was still full of expectations. When he saw the burning and rolling flames in the red forged arms gradually dimmed, the translucent arms became more transparent, as if there was something there.
When she disappeared, she knew something was wrong. All her previous expectations were gone, leaving only fear and anxiety. "Willow, don't compete, or you won't be able to save your arm."
Qin Weiluo looked at his wife, pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and smiled with relief. Countless hairs almost crushed his bones, turning them into ashes inch by inch. The pain was like tearing out the human heart, although he
Trying his best to restrain himself, the red arm still trembled slightly.